POV: Darrel Williams.
I couldn't believe what I had just heard. Ivory had always been a calm and collected person, never one to lash out at anyone, let alone kids. But that's exactly what happened. At least that was what Hardin told me.
"It's not like her," he said, his voice low and concerned."Ivory has always been great with kids, even the ones she's never known before."
"You mean to tell me that Ivory lashed out at a kid? That's not like her at all," I asked.
"I know, that's why I'm so confused." He replied and I sighed
"I know, that's what's so strange about all of this," I replied, feeling frustrated and confused.
"Wait a minute," I said suddenly, a note of realization creeping into my voice. "What happened before she lashed out?"
“Her face drained of colour, the moment I told her that Jeremy was your son.” Hardin said and I sighed in confusion.
“There’s something we still haven’t figured out yet. We need to do that, else we won’t be able to understand the reason for her lashing out.” I said and Hardin sighed too.
“I knew it would be a bad idea to seek her out. I just didn’t know it would be this bad of an idea. Its like Venom seeps into her, when she hears your name. She was fucking mad, Darrel.” Hardin said and I sighed.
“Who wouldn’t be? I kicked her out and treated like shit, just to save my ass and pack. Even though she thinks its for some other reason.” I said and he sighed.
“Let’s talk later, when I figure something out.” I said and reclined in my chair.
“She’s angry at you.” Larry, my wolf, said and I sighed. “You don’t need to tell me that, I am already aware. Stop rubbing it in my face.” I said exasperatedly, and he howled.
“I told you that it was going to be a bad idea o have chased out of the pack, like she was some common criminal. But you were too strong headed to listen to me,now this.” He said and I sighed.
“That can’t be the only reason why she is filled with so much venom towards me.” I said and I sighed.
I needed to hear from the horses mouth, why she hated me so much. I picked my phone and called him.
“Go to her home. And call me when you get there. It is high time I speak to her.” I said and he sighed.
“That is where I am.” He asked and I sighed. “Great can I speak with her?” I asked and he went silent.
“Would that be good? She doesn’t look like she wants to speak to you, Darrel.” He said and I groaned.
“For fuck’s sake, At this point I don’t care. I need to talk Ivory, or I won’t be sane.” I said and he sighed. “Understood.” He said. “Darrel would like to speak with you.” He said to Ivory.
Silence.
"Hi Ivory. It's me, Darrel," I said, my voice shaking slightly. "I know it's been a long time, but I really need to talk to you."
There's a long pause on the other end of the line, and I feared that she would hang up. But then she spoke up. "Fine," she said. "What do you want to talk about?"
I took a deep breath and spoke up. I tell her that I'm sorry for what happened between us, and that I want to make things right. I was a nervous wreck.
But Ivory didn't respond with kindness. Instead, she was resistant and silent, barely saying anything at all.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she spoke up. "Why are you even bothering to want to talk to me?" she asked. "You threw me out seven years ago, remember? You broke my heart, and then you sent your child with Jenna to me as if I could just slot into that role."
"I know," I said. "I know I messed up, and I can't change that. But I want to make things right between us. I want us to be able to at least talk to each other."
"I have nothing to say to you," Ivory spat out. "You are just evil and stupid. You ruined everything, now you can live with the consequences."
I flinched at her words, feeling the hurt and anger pour through me. I had expected her to be upset, but her words were like a slap in the face.
"Ivory, please," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "I know I hurt you, but I'm trying to make it up to you. Can we-"
"Make it up to me?" Ivory cut in. "Do you think that's possible? You tore my life apart and left me a shell of a person. Now you send me your son, wanting Revenge right? I apologised, listen I do not know why I am still speaking with you. I refuse to speak to you any further."
And with that, she hung up the phone, leaving me feeling more alone and hurt than ever before.
I sat there, staring at the phone in silence for a few minutes, my mind reeling with thoughts and memories. I remembered the good times that we shared, and I felt a pang of regret knowing how much I had destroyed back then. What if I had just kept my mouth shut? What if I had never met Jenna?
But it was too late to change those things now. I can only apologize and hope that one day Ivory can forgive me.
Feeling defeated, I hang up the phone and sit there for a while longer. Eventually, I get up and start to clean up the house. As I wipe down the counters and wash the dishes, I can't help but think of Ivory and all the hurt I caused her. And for the first time in a long time, I start to wonder if there's anything I can do to make it up to her.
POV: Darrel Williams.“Find everything about Ivory Wells. Everything that she has been up to, in the past seven years.” I said to Rogers, my second Personal assistant and he nodded with a slight bow and walked out of the room.I paced around the room for Several minutes,my head not getting away from the I sat comfortably on my couch, my phone in my hand as I waited for Jeremy to answer the video call. It didn't take long before little his face popped up on my screen, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration."Hey Son, what's up?" I greeted him, trying to lighten the mood."Hi Dad. Miss Ivory just lashed out at me for no reason. I don't know what I did wrong," Jeremy complained, his voice laced with irritation and confusion.I let out a sigh. Ivory was on edge and I still didn’t understand why, but I sighed., I was going to find it out, what it was that made her hate me. "I'm sorry to hear that, Jer. But it's not your fault. Ivory's just angry with me," I told him."Wait, what do you mean
POV: Ivory Wells.My past seemed to be imposing itself upon me from every conceivable direction. Whenever I had the impression that I had conquered my suffering, something would take place that would immediately bring me back into experience. The advent of Darrel's kid, Jeremy, at this time, caused the old scars that I had believed had healed to become exposed.I couldn't help but think back on the night that everything in my world fell apart as I sat in my living room.Darcy, my sweet girl, died from her sickness that evening It was a miserable development that her disease had kept her from making every moment count and from developing and flourishing like different messes with her age.It was difficult to ignore the recollection since it was still so vivid, like an open wound that would never heal. I could see that she was petite in stature, and her eyes were really beautiful, gazing up at me with a youthful curiosity. After that, she vanished, taken away from me by a tragic turn of
POV: Darrell Williams.The more I discovered about Jeremy's past, the more mysteries emerged, ones that threatened to upend the foundation of everything I believed to be true. I felt more and more furious and frantic as it seemed like the universe was playing a cruel game of cat and mouse with me, holding the truth just out of my grasp.I had always taken great satisfaction in being a man who could steer a ship through the roughest seas with resolute determination and that I had everything under control. However, this predicament, this intricate web of falsehoods and deceit, made me question every choice I had ever made.I felt like a stranger in my own life as I sat in my study surrounded by a ton of files and documents. I was completely taken aback by the realization that Callum Wells, my reliable advisor, might have been involved. How could someone I had regarded as family, someone so close to me, betray me in this manner?"Hardin," I yelled, my voice tinged with a fatigue I had ne
POV: Jeremy Williams.As I dug more into the riddle of my origins, it felt like the universe was changing, like sand passing through my fingers. My view of reality grew further distorted with every discovery, leaving me to cling to a sense of security amid a tornado of doubt.The person in the epicenter of this tempest was Ivory Wells, a woman who had looked at me with contempt and hatred at first. But as the days stretched into weeks, a change started to occur. I saw glimmers of a softer side to her, a fragility that spoke to depths of suffering and grief I could hardly imagine.Ivory revealed a different side to me during those times when her guard was down: a side that was kind, sympathetic, and fiercely protective. Furthermore, I saw that I was pulled to her in a way that I couldn't quite put my finger on as our paths grew more and more entangled."Jeremy," she would remark in a firm yet gentle tone, "I understand that this is difficult for you." But regardless of where the truth
POV: JennaEvery inch of our once-calm pack was filled with tension, a tangible sensation of uneasiness. Dread was building as I watched Darrel get more and more engrossed in his quest to learn the truth about Jeremy's background and Ivory's exile.It was not only that he was spending endless hours reading through paperwork and questioning pack members; it was also that the thought of Ivory's name made his eyes light up. I couldn't quite pinpoint the spark that would light inside of him, but it would fill me with an incredible jealousy that felt like it would devour me alive.I was the Alpha's selected mate, the Luna, meant to rule beside him and guarantee the pack's success. But as I saw Darrel's obsession with Ivory intensify, I couldn't get rid of the sense that my authority was in jeopardy and that the groundwork for it was beginning to fall.I would say, "Darrel," a hint of desperation in my voice. "You're consumed by this fixation on Ivory and Jeremy's history. Are you not seein
POV: MiaIvory's struggle with her past demons was similar to watching a hurricane rip across the coast; it was strong, destructive, and seemed unstoppable. Being her closest friend, I had seen firsthand the fallout from the hurricane that had ripped through her life, leaving a path of emotional devastation that seemed unmanageable.All the same, our relationship held strong, a lifeline keeping us together in the middle of mayhem. The sister I never had, Ivory was the kindred spirit who knew me better than most people could.I was therefore there for her when the waves of her history crashed down on her again, prepared to ride out the storm as I had done innumerable times before."Mia," she would murmur, a tiredness in her voice that went right to my heart. I'm not sure whether I can handle much more of this.I would hug her at those times, trying to ease her pain as much as I could. Ivory was a force of nature a woman whose fortitude and resiliency had been developed in the furnace o
POV: Callum WellsMy secrets weighed like a millstone around my neck, pulling me more and more into the pit I had dug for myself. Fear that my well-woven web of falsehoods was going to come apart struck me as I watched Ivory and her companion Mia untangle the knotted strands of the past.Ivory, my half-sister, has been my shadow for a very long time. She was the preferred kid, the one the pack thought would succeed. And I, well, in the big picture, I was a footnote, an afterthought.The knowledge that I would never be able to live up to her was a painful pill to swallow. And as the years passed, that resentment turned into something deeper, more sneaky - envy that felt like it may swallow me whole.Ivory was shown the love of our father, the alpha of the pack, and I watched. Her road spread out in front of her like a golden carpet as I watched her grow into a stunning, self-assured young woman. And I raged, bitterly bemoaning the terrible hand fate had dealt me.Then, though, everythi
POV: Ivory WellsI felt more and more like Alice falling down the rabbit hole the farther into the maze of mysteries surrounding Jeremy's beginnings and my own turbulent past I dug. Every new discovery, every turn, just served to completely upend my perception of reality, leaving me clinging to straggles in a world that appeared to change and warp in front of my very eyes.It was a bewildering, dizzying trip that made me face the hard realities I had been burying for years. As the layers of dishonesty came off, I started to doubt everything I had ever believed and assumed to be true about myself.And yet, motivated by an unquenchable need for the truth that burned hotter than any flame, I continued even when the ground beneath me appeared to be collapsing. It was an unrelenting search that left no trail untrod and no opportunity untapped. It engulfed me."Ivory," Mia would reply, worry tinged in her voice. "You're overdoing it. Just before you really burn out, take a break."But I'd s