Chapter 74 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. Dinner was both a blessing and a test of my patience. The sight of humans—fragile, unaware, and entirely out of place—mingling with my pack churned my insides. It wasn’t their fault; they were ignorant of the delicate balance they were intruding upon. Still, I had invited
Chapter 73 TERESA’S P.O.V. The moment Lucian left the room again, it felt as though tension hung in the space, heavy and unavoidable. I tried to keep my emotions in check, but my heart ached as I glanced at Luke, who sat stiffly on the couch, his arms crossed and
Chapter 72 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. Teresa’s big brown eyes darted between me and her overly loud, annoying brother. I could practically feel her guilt radiating off her like a scent trail in the wind. Her lips parted, but no words came out. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. “I… I don’t
Chapter 71 TERESA’S P.O.V. I crossed my arms and glared at Lucian, pacing across the room like an angry lion. The faint scent of his cologne joined with something wild—something untamed seemed to radiate off him as he kept on pacing. And right now? He looked beyond frustrated. “You’re joking,
Chapter 70 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. “Lucian… I met a man in the town I ran to. Because of him, I had to run away from the town. And I’m sure he’s coming after me, even as we speak p> The moment Teresa’s words hit my ears, I felt like someone had
Chapter 69 TERESA’S P.O.V. “Bring the car around,” Lucian commanded into the phone, his tone icy enough to freeze hell over. His voice carried that same don’t-you-dare-argue-with-me edge, making even the poor soul on the other end sound terrified. “We’re going back to the estate p> I crossed my arms
Chapter 68 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. The moon hung low over the quiet town, its silvery light spilling across the cobbled streets like a celestial glow. Long, jagged shadows stretched and swayed with the whispering wind, painting a haunting picture of stillness that mocked the storm raging within me. My living room
Chapter 67 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The first thing I noticed was the stroller. Sitting there innocently in the corner like it didn’t hold the power to detonate my entire world. But I didn’t think much of it—not at first. My mind was preoccupied with Teresa. Asking for her forgiveness wasn’t just
Chapter 66 TERESA P.O.V. “I don’t understand,” I said, barely recognizing my own voice. It wavered somewhere between disbelief and confusion. “Why now? Why after all this time p> Lucian looked up, his piercing green eyes locking onto mine as his fingers curled gently around my hand, still resting on
Chapter 65 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. I stared at the mountain of paperwork on my desk, but my mind was elsewhere. Ares, my ever-annoying, ever-persistent companion, was in the middle of one of his rants. “She’s here! I feel her presence. Teresa’s close, Lucian. You can’t ignore this p> I pinched the
Chapter 64 TERESA’S P.O.V. The next day was like stepping into a whirlwind, and trust me, I wasn’t prepared to be swept up in it. Luke, ever the gallant partner in chaos, insisted on tagging along for “moral support.” Translation? Apart from providing protection, he wanted to be there to
Chapter 63 TERESA’S P.O.V. The city of Redfield was just as I remembered—vibrant, chaotic, and perpetually smelling of fresh bread and car exhaust. It was the kind of place that had its own personality—like a quirky old uncle who was always too loud but deeply lovable. My hands tightened around
Chapter 62 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. V. The quiet hum of my office was the closest thing I had to peace these days. Papers cluttered my desk like a battlefield—contracts I’d deliberately ignored, reports I’d outright refused to read. Two years. Two exhausting, fruitless years of searching for Teresa. My chest literally
Chapter 61 TERESA’S P.O.V. Two days. Two days of driving, surviving on vending machine snacks and lukewarm motel coffee that tasted like it had existential crises of its own. My back ached, my head pounded, and my only companions were two adorable, drooling bundles of joy in the backseat. Not
Chapter 60 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. The moment Teresa and her little ones set foot on my estate, it was like someone had cracked open a window in a room that had been locked up for years. The air changed. Warmer, lighter, and just a little too bright for someone like me.
Chapter 59 TERESA’S P.O.V. It had been two years since my world flipped itself over, shook me by the ankles, and left me dangling. Two years of pretending I didn’t know Adrian and his friends weren’t exactly running on good old human DNA. Two years of keeping my head down,
Chapter 58 You know, I’ve lived a few centuries, watched empires rise and fall, and seen things that would make the average mortal lose sleep for months. But there I was, grinning like a fool, walking alongside Teresa and her newborns as we strolled out of the hospital. It was
Chapter 57 TERESA’S P. O.V. I woke up slowly from a deep, hazy fog, every nerve in my body was alive with a dull, throbbing pain. It was as if I’d been crushed beneath a weight too heavy to lift, my muscles weary and unmoving. Even the light around me,
Chapter 56 TERESA’S P.O.V. Months had drifted by since I first set foot in Adrian’s mansion, a place so grand it felt like stepping into another realm. The mansion sprawled endlessly, every inch of it exuding wealth, with fancy carvings on the ceilings, polished marble floors that stretched like sheets
Chapter 55 TERESA’S P.O.V. I sat there on the ground, watching the flames die down with a heavy heart, clutching my growing belly protectively. Adrian was right in the thick of it, helping our neighbors to put out the fire. My hands shook as I held my belly, guilt swelling