As Della pulled away from the kiss, a rush of guilt and confusion washed over her. She had let her emotions get the best of her, giving in to the moment without thinking about the consequences. "Michael, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let that happen," Della whispered, her voice tinged with regret and self-reproach. Michael, too, felt a mix of emotions swirling within him - a combination of longing, confusion, and a deep sense of caring for Della. He reached out to her, his expression gentle and understanding. "Della, I wanted that kiss from the moment I first saw you. There's something about you that drew me in, that made me want to be there for you, to protect you," Michael confessed, his voice filled with vulnerability and honesty. "I can't let you leave without knowing this, without knowing that I care about you more than words can express. I know we haven't known each other long, but there's a connection between us that I can't ignore." Della's heart swelled with
As the morning sun peeked through the curtains, Anna's eyes fluttered open, her mind immediately racing to the events of the previous night. Determination drove her as she quickly got out of bed, a sense of urgency propelling her forward. She needed to find Xavier and address the rift between them. Anna quickly dressed and made her way through the pack house, her steps purposeful as she sought out Xavier. The familiar sights and sounds of the waking pack surrounded her, but her focus remained solely on finding the Alpha. Anna's heart sank as she noticed the space where Xavier's bed should have been. A sinking feeling settled in her stomach as she realised he had already left for his morning run. His bed remained neatly made, untouched, a stark reminder of his absence. Anger and frustration flared within her, mixed emotions swirling as she clenched her fists. How could he leave without even a word? Did he not care enough to face the issues between them? Doubt crept in, whisperi
“Della, please! The pack is a mess without you. I don't even believe that Anna is carrying Xavier's child.” Martha was determined to get Della to see sense and return with her. She believed that bringing Della back would bring Anna down a few pegs, and Xavier would realise how stupid he had been to choose his omega mistress over the faithful Luna. Martha did not trust Anna, and she couldn't stand her. Della looked at her friend sadly and shook her head. “I can never forgive him for what he did to me, Martha. Anna is welcome to him, and he is welcome to her. I don't care about the Luna position. I'm sorry the pack is not coping, but I don't want to go back to someone who disrespected me like that. I loved him with all my heart and soul, but he destroyed that with his actions. Do you think I would return to a life like that?” she clenched her jaw as she spoke. Martha swallowed and shook her head. Lowering her gaze, she sighed and hugged her friend. “Della, I'm so sorry for everything h
Xavier could not understand why Anna was so pushy for the Luna title. Wasn't him leaving Della and risking everything good enough for her? He had never meant for things to go so far. The pressure he had been under to produce an heir for the pack was overwhelming, and he hadn't meant to end up feeling how he did. Anna was supposed to be an omega, but she was so sexy, and the way she undressed in front of him that first day he had slept with her in his office, he couldn't stop himself. He loved Della but the fact she hadn't produced a child for him caused him to panic and Anna had been a distraction. But now, as he looked into her fiery eyes demanding the Luna title, he couldn't help but feel trapped. He had made a big mistake, and now he didn't know how to undo it. Anna continued to push him, her voice intense and demanding. "You promised me the Luna title, Xavier. You promised me a future with power and respect. I won't settle for anything less." Xavier sighed, feeling the we
Ethan watched from a distance as Xavier and Anna argued. He couldn't help but feel sick to the pit of his stomach that Anna was even with Xavier, the alpha. He wished Anna wanted him instead; he knew that he could make her happy and be great to her. He didn't think that Xavier respected her at all. Now she was pregnant with his child, Ethan knew he had no chance of getting Anna for himself. Della should have never left, although he could not blame her since seeing Anna with Xavier was also painful for him. He was just a patrol officer, nobody important or special. But as he watched the argument escalate, his protective instincts kicked in. He couldn't stand by and watch Anna be treated poorly, especially now that she was carrying a child. Without thinking, he approached them and stood between them, facing Xavier bravely. "What do you think you're doing, Ethan?" Xavier growled, his alpha instincts kicking in. "Alpha Xavier, I'm sorry, but I can't let you harm Anna. I am m
Micheal sighed heavily and turned to his grandmother, who blinked a few times before making a fresh teapot. Bustling over to the cafe door, she stood by it momentarily before turning back to her grandson and shaking her head. “What is it?” Micheal eyed her curiously. “Micheal, you should have gone with her. She's not safe out there,” she told him. He rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. Slowly, he walked over to the counter and poured himself a cup of tea, trying to distract himself from the nagging feeling that he was making a mistake. His grandmother followed him, her eyes fixed on him with a concerned expression. "What's going on out there, Micheal? You know you're not telling me everything," she said, her voice firm but gentle. Micheal sipped his tea, feeling the warm liquid spread through his chest. He knew he couldn't lie to his grandmother, but he didn't want to tell her the truth. He had promised himself he would never get involved in th
“She is not as far away as you think.” Martha's words hung in the air, heavy with weight. Xavier's eyes narrowed, his grip on his jacket tightening. "What do you mean, Martha? You know where Della is?" Martha nodded, “She's been living in a small town at a cafe where she was working." Xavier's face darkened, his anger simmering just below the surface. "And what's she doing there?" Martha's gaze dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "She's pregnant, Xavier." The air seemed to vibrate with the weight of Martha's words. Xavier's expression didn't change. "Pregnant?" Xavier repeated, his voice low and deadly. Martha nodded again. "Yes, Alpha. She's carrying your child." Xavier's eyes locked onto Martha, his gaze burning with intensity. "How did you know?" he growled. Martha swallowed hard. "I have my ways, Alpha. But I think you should know that Della is... happy. She's found a new home, one that loves and accepts her for who she is." Xavier's face twisted in a mixt
Della pulled into the hotel's parking lot, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She had been driving for hours, and her body was starting to ache from the long journey. She had no idea how she would afford a room, but she knew she couldn't go back to the cafe. She had to keep moving for herself and her unborn child. Della stepped out of the car and into the pouring rain, shaking her head to clear the water from her eyes. She had been driving for hours, trying to get as far away from Xavier and the rest of her past as possible. She didn't care where she was going, just as long as it was far away. As she looked around, she realised that she was in the middle of nowhere. The only thing in sight was a small hotel, its neon sign reading "Welcome to the Rusty Nail" in bold letters. The building looked like it had been abandoned for years, but a faint light shone in the lobby window. She sighed and pulled her suitcase out of the car. She didn't care about the hotel's appearance