Rosie Meachem

"I just wanted to apologise to you. You just left without a goodbye. I was hoping we could talk about everything, you know, catch up? How have you been? I've missed you." 

Evelyn snorted, rolling her eyes. "Missed me? Yeah, right, Nolan! I seem to recall you chose someone else! And Yes, you know exactly why I left, didn't you?" Her words cut deep, and I winced at the pain in my chest. She was correct; I had chosen someone instead of her, but only because I had to protect her. She didn't understand how much I had missed her, and I had spent many nights yearning for her to be beside me. My Wolf had been lost without her, too. 

Evelyn is just an omega at the Mystic River pack but she can't deny how strongly she feels for the soon to be alpha Nolan. But when she finally gets her wolf on her 18th birthday and confirms they are indeed fated mates, Nolan shocks her by choosing another woman as his mate instead. Heartbroken and betrayed, Evelyn leaves the pack and starts a new life in the human world. Five years later, she returns to Mystic River Pack to tend to her unwell mother and brings along the son she never told Nolan about. Determined to steer clear of Nolan and keep their son a secret, Evelyn struggles as old feelings reignite. 

Nolan must confront his past mistakes and prove to Evelyn that his love for her is true. Faced with a new threat from the Silverline Pack and uncovering the truth about Ethan's extraordinary abilities. Can their love overcome the obstacles ahead, or will their past heartaches tear them apart once again?

Bound To My Son's Alpha Daddy

　　I watched from a short distance as Evelyn left the cottage after a few choice words with her brother, my beta. He looked amused by her; she stormed off.


　　"I will be at training in one hour," Simon called out as he sensed my presence. A smile stretched across his face as I stepped closer.


　　"How was she?"  I asked, my heart racing. That was all I wanted to know at that moment.


　　"Isn't that obvious, Alpha?" Simon hesitated and stole a glance over his shoulder as if making sure that Evelyn had gone out of sight.


　　"Is the child sleeping?" I inquired, concern on my face. I knew that I needed to remain cautious and tread carefully. He was just a child, and I could not burst in demanding to see or know him. It would be difficult for such a young boy to process despite my urge to see him. I was a father, and the thought of it excited me so much.


CHAPTER 25: A moment of pleasure