VANESSA’S POVThe reflection of the sun that was peeping through the window casted its glow through my eyelids, and that was what woke me up.My eyes scanned the room and it landed on the clock that was hanging on the wall. It was 9:15 in the morning.I don't remember when I fell asleep while crying my heart out last night, but I felt a little relieved this morning. Maybe that was because the pain I was feeling had reduced, and I didn't wake up to a throbbing headache, or maybe it was because the constant feeling of putting on my best behaviour just to be seen and acknowledged by Declan was out of the list — either way, I feel much better.I got up from the bed to stretch my body and that was when I noticed a note on the nightstand. "You can change into the dress lying on the bed if you need something after freshening up. You can find your way to the kitchen if you are hungry — you will find what to eat there. I will come fetch you soon and take you back to where you belong. ~Trista
Chapter 6: IRON-HIDE’S LUNA. VANESSA’S POVI stood there in utter shock as I watched Tristan lie with a smile so genuine, I could have believed him myself if I didn’t know the truth. Luna? His child? What is he talking about? This man wouldn't even spare me a glance at the hospital room when the doctor was announcing my pregnancy, and here he was— lying to the elders of his pack, not minding the consequences."What are you talking about?" The pretty lady was the first to break through the silence that had followed Tristan’s words while the elders shared a confused look among themselves."Alpha, just a while ago, we were just talking about finding you a mate, and you didn't mention anything about having a mate or someone carrying your child. What is with this shocking news?" One of the elders asked. "I understand that this is a little surprising, and this is honestly not how I planned to inform you all. To be fair, I didn't share the news earlier because I wasn't sure what your re
VANESSA’S POV-THREE YEARS LATER-I closed my eyes and began to count, with a playful smile tugging at my lips. "Hide all you want, I will find you at the count of ten," I announced, giving Dame more time to find his hiding spot."1, 2, 3… Ready or not, Mommy is coming for you!" I announced, before beginning my search.I started my search from the lounge, carefully checking behind the curtains down to the couch as I looked around for Dame.I took a careful step, making sure not to make any sound as I tiptoed around the room in search of my little son. I searched the kitchen but it was empty, so I went into Dame's room— it was empty too. This boy sure does know how to play the game and he never ceases to show how much of his favorite the game was. I opened the door to his rest room and there he was, hiding behind the doors. I smiled. “Got you!” I called and as soon as he realized he got caught, he ran out of his room, bounding down to the stairs while giggling with so much delight
DECLAN’S POVI woke up to the harsh morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a cruel glow on the invitation letter that lay on my bedside table. My eyes narrowed at the elegant script, my anger bubbling just beneath the surface. It hadn't even been up to twenty-four hours since the meeting ended and he had already sent an invite. Just what exactly was he trying to prove? That he was better than me?It was already stupid enough that all the Alphas made a unanimous decision to make Tristan the head of the alliance three years ago and now they do the same by agreeing to hold the party in Tristan's pack. It was a slap on my fucking face. Another salt rubbed on my wound that has refused to heal in the last three years. Tristan—the mere sound of his name sent anger coursing through my veins. He was an arrogant man who thinks he can do whatever he wants however he wants just because he is the closest thing to stand as a true competition among the other Alphas. It’s no news
VANESSA’S POVThe last two days have been hectic. I have been busy preparing for the party since Tristan told me about it. It was going smoothly and wasn’t too much of a trouble for me, well except for the part that my anxiety was high up the roof. I tried to brush off the thought of Declan but it kept recurring no matter what I did. I even hoped to the goddess that this was all just a dream and there was no party but with each preparation I made, it was clear that this was real and I would be meeting Declan again. I couldn’t help but think about the betrayal Tristan and the people of the pack would feel. What will they think of me? I knew Declan and he wasn’t the type to let things like this go. He was the type to drag things out, to make things worse and damn the consequences. I struggled to act cool about the whole thing to avoid Tristain's suspicion, but it was harder with the disturbing thought that Declan would ruin everything for me.More than often, Tristan has asked me
DECLAN’S POVTonight is the Alliance's party and if I really wanted to sabotage the party, it was best to start with getting on Tristan’s nerves just a little. Well, it’s not so little when I have come in here with one of the random females who warms my bed especially when I was meant to attend with my Luna instead. I didn’t have one and I could have come alone but where is the fun in that? And the female—Vivian, I believe her name was—was more than happy to tag along to a party filled with powerful men.As we stepped into the party, we were welcomed by the fancy lights and an even more fancy setting. The colors of the table clothes were warm and pleasing and matched the overall vibe of the party. The further I went into the hall, the harsher a strange feeling tugged at me. Something about this hall, everything about it seemed oddly familiar but I brushed it off. It couldn’t mean anything. My gaze travelled around the hall, settling on the tables that had the nametags of each of the
DECLAN’S POV.For the very first time in my life, I had no words to shoot back at someone. I was left dumbfounded, caught off guard by the words and the best I could do was stare blankly at him. "Are you a bad man?" He asked again.What the hell does someone even say to that? The boy came closer to me and like he carried a plague, I stepped back to create space between us. I’ve never actually dealt with a child before. Heck, I have never even been in the same room with one.When the words pup and child are mentioned, all I see is: poop, diapers, drool, snotty cries, sleepless nights, madness and oh, more poop! And now here I was, standing in front of one that embodies the whole package. It irked me. I felt trapped by the boy and the last time I felt that way was when my father was dying and his final wish on his deathbed was for me to marry a woman I never wanted. That thought made all of the feelings I’ve tried so hard to bury since I finally got closure by getting rid of her, r
VANESSA’S POV. I looked everywhere for Dame but he was nowhere to be found. My entire being was plunged with fear and I blamed myself for leaving him behind with the maids. I should have known better. I shouldn't have gone to sleep knowing how much of a risk it was to not be around Dame tonight.He was nowhere around the house and the more a thought occurred to me, the more agitated I get, trying to clamp down on the thoughts and delude myself. There was now way Dame was at the party. My thoughts were cut short by the sound of a commotion no doubt coming from the hall where the party was being held. A dark brooding feeling curled up in my guts. Something was terribly wrong and I knew it. I was in nothing but night wear but I couldn’t care less as I went down a flight of steps towards the hall where the party was being held. Dame is somewhere out there and I need to find my son. I ran into the hall and what seemed to be a party wasn’t much of that anymore. The hall that was neatl