TERESA’S P.O.V.
The living room felt colder than it should. The large windows let in streams of sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the shadows crawling inside . I clutched Ollie tighter, his tiny hand resting on my neck as though he could sense the fear in . I hadn’t slept, and I doubted I ever would again in this place. The mory of Lucian—no, the beast he beca—haunted . His claws had swiped so close, the wind from the movent sharp against my skin.
Now I sat on the Luxurious couch in Lucian’s extravagant mansion, a place that once felt like a strange blend of luxury and warmth but now felt like a cage filled with monsters. Luke sat beside , his kind eyes darting between and the others in the room. Andy, Paul, and Katrina sat at the far end, their expressions unreadable but their eyes on . Watching.They’d found in the woods after I ran blindly into the darkness, clutching Ollie for dear life. They brought back here, claiming it was for my safety.
I didn’t trust them. Not anymore. If Lucian, Juliette, and others could transform into wolves, what were the chances these three weren’t hiding fangs or claws of their own? My stomach churned. I couldn’t leave—Lucian and Adrian had promised to bring Mai back. But could I trust them? Lucian’s promises were like fairy tales: pretty, but they never ca true.
My faith was hanging on by a thread, a prayer in my heart repeating over and over.
God, please... please let her be okay. I’ll leave. I’ll disappear. Just give my baby back.
It was early morning, almost 7 a.m. The soft chirps of birds outside felt surreal, almost mocking the turmoil in my chest. Luke was trying his best to calm down. His hand rubbed gentle circles on my back. My brother was oblivious to the madness around us, still blissfully unaware of the kind of creature Lucian truly was or the things that took Mai. If he knew, he’d probably drag out of here kicking and screaming. Maybe I should’ve let him.
"Teresa," he said softly, his voice like a tether trying to keep grounded."Lucian will bring her back, Teresa. I get that you’re scared—I would be too—but trust , he won’t let anything happen to Mai. Yeah, he’s got his flaws—let’s not sugarcoat it, the guy can be a real pain—but these past few days? The way he’s been with the twins? That’s not just for show. From one parent to another, I can tell you this: he loves them, fiercely. He’ll move heaven and earth if it ans getting Mai back safely. No kidnappers stand a chance against that."
I wanted to believe him, but the image of Lucian lunging at , growling like a feral animal, flashed in my mind. My grip on Ollie tightened, and he whimpered slightly in his sleep.
Suddenly, Katrina, Andy, and Paul rose to their feet, their movents swift and synchronized, as if they were connected to so invisible alarm.
"What’s wrong?" Luke asked, his voice sharp with concern.
Katrina frowned, her eyes narrowing toward the grand double doors. "Alpha Lucian is back... but he’s not alone."
Luke blinked. "How can you possibly know that—"
Before he could finish, Alex stord into the room, his steps purposeful. He didn’t even glance at us as he opened the double doors wide. And there they were.
Lucian walked in first, his commanding presence filling the room. Cradled in his arms was a tiny bundle wrapped in a soft cloth—Mai. My heart nearly stopped.
Behind him ca Adrian, his tall fra moving with an unhurried grace that made it seem like the world revolved around him and not the other way around. His purple, piercing eyes t mine briefly, and the faintest trace of a smile tugged at his lips before dropping. Beside him stood a striking woman with bright red hair cascading like fire over her shoulders. Her beauty was sharp and dangerous, like the edge of a knife.
"Everyone out," Lucian commanded, his voice low but firm.
"Yes, Alpha," they all chorused, scrambling out of the room like their lives depended on it. Everyone except Luke.
Luke turned to , his eyes silently asking if I wanted him to stay. My heart ached; I needed his presence, his calmness. But the serious expressions on Lucian, Adrian, and the red-haired woman’s faces warned that this wasn’t for Luke.
"I’ll be fine," I whispered, forcing a smile.
He hesitated but eventually nodded, squeezing my shoulder before leaving.
Once the doors closed behind him, I focused on Lucian. My eyes darted to Mai in his arms, my feet itching to rush to her, but the mory of his claws stopped .
"Give back my baby," I said, my voice trembling but firm.
Lucian took a step forward, and I instinctively backed away. "Don’t co any closer," I warned. "Put her on the couch and step back."
The flicker of pain in his eyes didn’t go unnoticed, but I didn’t care. He had hurt too much.
He obeyed, placing Mai gently on the couch and retreating a few steps. The mont he was far enough, I rushed forward and scooped her up, clutching her to my chest. Tears stread down my face as I whispered, "Oh, my baby... my sweet girl."
Mai gurgled softly, her tiny hand brushing against my cheek as though trying to wipe my tears away.
"Thank you," I muttered, barely sparing Lucian or Adrian a glance.
But then, as I adjusted Mai in my arms, sothing froze in place. Her eyes.
I stared, my breath hitching. They weren’t green. They were silver—unnatural, glowing silver.
"What..." My voice cracked. "What did you do to her?"
Lucian looked as though the floor might swallow him whole. Adrian sighed, running a hand through his dark hair.
"Teresa," Adrian began, his tone calm and asured, like he was about to explain why the sky was blue.
"No!" I snapped, cutting him off. "Don’t ’Teresa’ ! Why are her eyes silver? What did you do to my daughter?!"
Lucian stepped forward, his voice low and filled with guilt. "Teresa, please—"
"Don’t co near !" I shouted, backing away as far as I could with Mai and Ollie in my arms.
Adrian exchanged a glance with the red-haired woman before looking back at . "She’s safe. But we need to explain."
My voice trembled with rage and fear. "Explain? My baby’s eyes are glowing like she’s so... so monster! What have you done to her?!"
"Teresa don’t use such words on her. She’s fine, if only you can let explain, I—" Lucian said but I cut him off.
"You all keep saying that she’s fine but her eyes have change color for God’s sake! What did you do to my baby?!"
The room fell silent, the weight of unspoken truths pressing down on like a storm about to break.
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