A Trip Back…
Summer’s POV.
5 years later…
"Do you really think it's a good idea, Summer? It's not going to be simple once you run or bump into him! He might even want to harm you if he gets the chance to!" Jordan attempted to persuade me with a serious and troubled tone, but I had already made up my mind.
No matter what he said or how convincing he tried to be, nothing could deter me from returning to the Ravenwood pack this time.
In the past, I had heeded his advice and followed every instruction he gave me, but not this time! Not anymore!
"I have to, Jordan! It's the right thing for both him and me!" I replied politely as I rose from the sofa and went to the table to gather the rest of my belongings.
We were leaving the Moonlight pack to get back to the Ravenwood pack, my pack. It was the same place where I was betrayed and manipulated, the very pack that held my painful history.
The idea of returning to the Ravenwood pack wasn't something I had ever considered, but the circumstances unfolding and reocurring were beyond my ability to change or control.
The Moonlight pack had a restrictive mentality, where they wouldn't allow individuals outside their pack to work in their businesses or major organisations, which I found profoundly unjust and disgusting.
It became evident that the only place where I could secure employment and afford the surgery for my son was within the confines of the Ravenwood pack. Moreover, it wasn't just any surgery; it was specifically for my son.
"Mommy!!! Mommy, are you ready?" Jason eagerly inquired the moment he entered the room from the living room.
"We have to leave now, Mommy! I can't wait to see what it's going to be like!" Kayden chimed in with excitement, his face beaming with joy as we prepared to leave from the Moonlight pack.
"Tell me, Mommy… will we see Daddy there? I can't wait to hug him and share everything, even about Mr. Cuddles!" Jason giggled with pure delight, holding his stuffed bunny tightly.
His innocence and joy were heartwarming, but I couldn't deny feeling a bit uneasy about his question regarding meeting his daddy. I glanced briefly at Jordan, who noticed my tension before refocusing on Jason, awaiting my response.
"You don't have to…" I began to say when, abruptly and somewhat rudely, Jayden cut me off.
"Are we leaving or not?" Jayden scoffed, heading over to sit with Jordan on the couch. The interruption left my unfinished sentence hanging, and a sense of tension filled the room.
It was evident that Jayden wasn't ready to bid farewell to the Moonlight pack, well aware that his illness might be the most important reason for our departure from the pack.
My trio of blessings, Jason, Jayden, and Kayden, were precious gifts from the moon goddess. However, Jayden, despite his young age, often exhibited a stubbornness that seemed capable of moving mountains and irritated me most times.
"Are you really sure you wouldn't try to…" As Jordan attempted to express his concerns with a hesitant gesture, I promptly intervened, cutting him short.
"We are leaving, and that's final! I can't let him stay here, and you know it! We are talking about my son here! Jayden's life is important to me, Jordan!" I declared with a firm and raised voice.
Growing increasingly frustrated, I hoped Jordan would refrain from pushing the issue further. I didn't want to disrespect him in front of the kids, considering he had saved me from rogue attacks the night I left the pack.
Our relationship had been positive since then, and I preferred maintaining that peace rather than engaging in an argument that would destroy our friendship.
After I finished packing, the time had come to leave the pack.
"I understand you're determined to leave, and nothing will change your mind. But, Summer, remember, I'm just a call away! I'll always be there for you. Is that clear?" he assured, a smile gracing his face.
His consistent support without anger or frustration intrigued me, making me ponder why that was the case.
I reciprocated with a smile and a nod, acknowledging his words.
Leaving the house and the pack, we swiftly made our way to the airport. Boarding the plane, however, proved challenging with three lively and troublesome kids.
Despite occasional thoughts of wanting to leave them somewhere and forget about them for a few days, the reality was that they were my everything, my reason for living after my mom's death.
"Wait a second!!! Is this the Ravenwood pack? You grew up here, Mom!?" Jason exclaimed with a mix of surprise and wonder as we arrived at the pack. His jaw dropped, and his eyes widened at the view, taking in the surroundings with childish excitement.
Pausing for a split second, I inhaled the fresh air that enveloped me. "It's good to be back!" I uttered softly, a smile playing on my lips.
Yet, despite the apparent happiness, a part of me still had fear; fear of the past, fear of him finding me, fear of potential harm befalling me and my kids. The uncertainty lingered, casting a shadow over the joy of returning.
"No! No matter what, I can't let that happen!" I shook my head, as if trying to dispel the haunting thoughts that crept into my mind.
"Mrs. Summer Hills?" A voice suddenly called out, as I grappled with my apprehensions.
Startled, I froze upon hearing my name. Snapping my eyes open and looking at the direction, I quickly realised it was the cab driver who had addressed me. I had momentarily forgotten that I had booked a cab for our arrival.
"Oh, shoot! Yes, that's me! Come on, kids, get into the car!" I exclaimed, snapping back to reality and urging my children to follow my instructions.
As they complied, I grappled with the task of loading our luggage into the trunk. The cab driver kindly assisted, but it remained a challenging task.
With everything in place, we left the airport, heading to the apartment that Jordan had helped arrange for us. During my time at the Moonlight pack, I worked part-time to save up a modest sum for the kids and myself.
Now, with an appointment at one of Ravenwood pack's major companies, I couldn't overlook the opportunity, especially considering its potential benefits for my son and all of us.
After what felt like an eternity, we finally arrived at the house. Preparing to move in presented its own set of challenges, but with the collective effort of my boys and me, we managed to settle in. Despite the exhaustion, the looming reality of an important event the next day lingered in my thoughts.
The move to life in the Ravenwood pack was proving to be anything but easy, just as I had anticipated.
In a moment of settling into the new environment, the weight of the past came crashing into my thoughts. I found myself blinking countless times, desperately trying to conceal the tears that threatened to escape my eyes.
"Don't do this to yourself, Summer! You're here for your boys, not for them! Get a grip of yourself! They are not his after all!!" I whispered to myself, attempting to shake off the painful memories.
A sniffle escaped as I struck my temple and gently massaged it, a physical indication of the pain and regrets that still lingered within me.
Jayden!!!?Summer's POV. Still in the midst of trying to catch a few more minutes of sleep, I found myself abruptly wrenched from the clutches of dreamland by the distinctive noise of shouts outside my room. Instantly, my eyes flew open, and a sense of urgency took hold of me. "The kids!" I exclaimed, hastily making my way out of the room. Opening the door, I was confronted with a scene that left me utterly confused, wondering how I could have been so compelled to leap out of bed.Amidst the chaos in the living room, Jason, clad in nothing but his white underwear, was energetically darting around, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Mr. Cuddles incoming!!!" Meanwhile, Kayden was in hot pursuit, desperately pleading, "Give me back my toothbrush, Jason! Give it back!"In the midst of this uproar, Jason, undeterred, responded defiantly, his voice reverberating through the chaos, "No way!!!! Mr. Cuddles needs it! He needs to get ready to leave!"Dealing with their mischievous and trou
Summer's POV.As soon as we wrapped up our breakfast, I promptly issued the command, "It's time to leave!" The children, sporting smiles, promptly vacated the premises, laden with fully-packed backpacks.Due to the unavailability of a car, we decided to hail a cab. After boarding, we wasted no time and set off for Ravenwood Academy, the new school my boys were about to attend.Throughout the journey, I held my sons close, sensing a mixture of fear and excitement emanating from them. Despite some tension, it was evident they had a genuine desire to go on this new chapter of their lives."We are here, ma'am!" the cab driver announced abruptly, his voice interrupting my thinking.This sudden declaration jolted me back to the present moment.Raising my gaze to the window, a sense of joy washed over me as I beheld the school's magnificent building.A smile involuntarily graced my lips; this guild stood as a pinch of hope, a clear difference to the challenges my kids faced at the Moonligh
Alexander’s POV. Standing before the window in my room, my gaze fixed on the outside world, a flood of thoughts and memories engulfed my mind. It had been more than five years, yet every waking moment seemed to be haunted by her, and she lingered in my thoughts as I drifted off to sleep each night relentlessly. It frustrated me that I couldn't seem to let go, and I often found myself angry at my own inability to move on. I knew I should forget her, stop thinking about her, but here I was, lost in contemplation about her at every second of the day, about my breeder, about Summer Hills. "Get a hold of yourself, Alex... you don't need her! It's time to choose another breeder! It's time to move on!" I murmured to myself, attempting to convince myself that I could live without her in my life. That, as it stood, would be the best course of action. Still staring out the window, my back turned against the door, my hands folded behind me, I found myself lost in my internal struggle when s
Alexander’s POV. "Your Summer is in trouble, Alpha Alexander, and if you don't arrive soon, I might be forced to jump in and save her. I can't hold it back any longer!" Beta Liam's urgent text flashed across my screen, injecting a sudden surge of urgency and fear coursing through my veins. The atmosphere in the hall seemed to tighten as I grappled with the information. Turning back to the picture, I strained my eyes, attempting to catch even a fleeting glimpse of Summer. However, the image was shrouded in darkness, revealing nothing. A whirlwind of thoughts raced through my mind, leaving me uncomfortable in my seat. Was Beta Liam genuinely sincere about seeing her? Could he be certain that the lady he saw was Summer and no one else? Was my mate truly back in the pack? These questions echoed inwardly, resonating with a deep uncertainty. Zooming in on the picture, I examined it more closely. In the dimly lit scene, someone was held and captured in between towering and scary men, bu
Alexander’s POV. As she was on the verge of walking away from me, an overpowering surge of emotions compelled me to act. Swiftly, I reached out and grabbed her hand, halting her departure and pulling her back towards me. In that moment, her body collided with mine, sparking memories of a day, a night when she was intensely close to my skin. A rush of thoughts flooded my mind, recalling the intense feelings she had stirred within me. "You can't leave now, Summer, not when you left my heart racing for you and only you! I won't let you slip away this time!" I confessed silently, my gaze locked onto hers, a silent plea for more. At this point, I wasn't interested in being the nice guy, the benevolent Alpha, especially not after she had run off in such a manner. The connection between us, surprisingly strong even after five years, left me in disbelief. Finally, my relentless search had reached its conclusion. "Let go!" She began to struggle, attempting to free herself from my grasp, b
Summer’s POV. "Mommy, when are you coming back home? We miss you!" Jason's innocent voice echoed through the phone in Alexander's hand, sending a wave of fear and dread through me. My heart raced as I stood frozen, unsure of how to react or what to say in this unexpected moment. Alexander's intense gaze bore into me, revealing his thoughts and suspicions about the children. It was evident that he believed they were his, and questions about how I got them filled the air. "Hello! Mommy?" Jason called out again, his voice soft and tender. Feeling a surge of urgency, I quickly reached and grabbed the phone from Alpha Alexander's hand. "Hey kiddo! I'll be back soon! I'm just on my way, okay?" I reassured, trying my best to maintain my voice so as to avoid raising suspicion. They were smart and sensitive kids, and it was important to act at my best. "Okay, Mommy! See you soon!" Kayden chimed in, and the call ended. Although they were capable of taking care of themselves, they w
Summer’s POV. "Who are they, Summer?" His voice echoed through the darkness, a question loaded with curiosity and perhaps a hint of concern. This time, I found myself incapable of restraining my emotions; they surged within me, demanding expression. The need to break the silence overwhelmed me, compelling me to act impulsively, without the safety of looking back. I felt an urgency to reveal the truth. "They are my kids, Alpha Alexander," I declared, the words leaving my lips with a raw honesty that startled even me. The air became charged with tension as I responded to him, daring him to challenge the reality I presented. In that moment, my heart pounded, unsure of how he would react. "Do you have a problem with that?" I threw the question at him, my tone laced with a daring challenge. It was as if I had unleashed a storm, and just then, I sensed his grip on my wrist gradually loosening. His face mirrored a blend of shock and disbelief. He stood there, momentarily frozen, unabl
Worried Sick About Her.Alexander's POV. "Alpha, you shouldn't go to the company today… I'll be in charge of everything and you can trust me on it!" Beta Liam's voice reverberated through the room as he tried persuading and stopping me from going to the company, but who was he to advise me on what to do and what not to do?I ignored him. I ignored his every word as he stood right behind me. I grabbed my watch from the black crystal crested box where it was placed, and without a second thought, I had it adorned on my wrist.I grabbed my black suit jacket and had it worn too. Soon, I was all set and ready to leave, but then there was no leaving the mansion without getting all scented up.I walked over to my personal wardrobe for my perfumes and opened it. The first scent that caught my eye was the kind that Summer had used on the first day she came to the mansion.I could still recall the scent, and because I missed her so much throughout the years, I bought it and kept it as a treasur