Chapter 110: A True Love
Ruby’s POV
Winter had wrapped the city of Aberdeen in a thick silver veil. Snow blanketed rooftops and streets, transforming the bustling city into a quiet winter wonderland. Streetlights flickered, casting golden halos onto the cold pavement, while the occasional sound of boots crunching through the snow echoed in the still air. The river that ran through the heart of the city had frozen over, glistening like glass under the moonlight. Smoke curled from chimneys, carrying the scent of burning. wood and warm meals on the frigid night.
Beyond the city, nestled deep in the snow–covered forest, lay our home. The Bloodmoon Pack. Our territory stretched for miles, a vast stronghold with towering pines standing as silent sentinels. At its heart stood Alpha Manor, a grand structure of stone and wood, its windows glowing warmly against the cold midnight.
Tonight, the halls of Alpha Manor were quiet. The children, exhausted from play, had fallen asleep in the playroom. I sat on the plush sofa in the main living area, cradling Alice in my arms. Mikael sat beside me, holding Anna close to his chest. Across from us, Karina Torrence, our Luna, watched with a knowing smile.
“They grow up so fast. It feels like just yesterday I was holding my own child,” Karina shook her head, a hint of amusement in her voice.
I chuckled, gently brushing Alice’s curls away from her face. “Tell me about it. Some days, I swear they just learned to walk, and now they’re already running circles around us.”
Mikael let out an exasperated huff. “Running? More like wreaking havoc, my Luna.”
Karina laughed. “That’s how pups are. They’ll challenge you at every turn.”
After a few minutes of conversation, Mikael and I rose to take our daughters home. Our house wasn’t far from Alpha Manor just a short walk along the snow–covered path. The cold air bit at my skin, but Mikael’s warmth beside me made it feel comforting. By the time we stepped into our home, the fireplace’s heat embraced us.
We gently laid our daughters in bed, tucking them under thick, soft blankets. I pressed a kiss to their foreheads before Mikael did the same. Once the twins were sound asleep, we quietly slipped out of the room, closing the door behind us.
Mikael stretched, rolling his shoulders before turning to me with a grin.
“Finally, peace and quiet.”
I raised an eyebrow, already sensing the mischief in his tone.
“Mikael Torrence. Please, I know you’re just as mischievous as your daughters.”
He stepped closer, his hands sliding around my waist. “What? Am I not allowed to enjoy some time alone with my beautiful wife?”
I rolled my eyes, feeling the heat rising to my cheeks. A small smile tugged at my lips. “Alone time or just an excuse to tease me?”
His grin widened. “Both.”
Before I could protest, he dipped his head and pressed a kiss to the side of my neck, the warmth of his lips sending a shiver down my spine. His hands slid lower, pulling me closer.
“Mikael,” I whimpered, my fingers tightening around his arm. “You’re not seriously planning to get me pregnant with a third child, are you?”
“No, my love. I would only do that if you wanted me to.”
“Sometimes, I really doubt you,” I gasped as he moved further.
“And yet, you always love me for it,” he murmured against my skin.
I scoffed playfully before laughing with him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he lifted me slightly, pressing me against the nearest wall. His scent the one I always loved wrapped around me like a comforting blanket. Pine, musk, and . something uniquely Mikael.
Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, he suddenly froze, pulling back slightly. His golden eyes darkened with something serious.
“I found something.”
1 blinked, still dazed from his touch. “What?”
Successfully unlocked!
He stepped away, walking toward the desk in the corner of the room. Picking up a folder, he handed it to me. “The identity of the man you’ve been searching for from your past life.”
The warmth of the moment faded as I stared at the file. Slowly, I took it from his hands, my fingers trembling slightly. As I opened it, my breath hitched.
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Chapter 110: A True Love
There, printed in bold letters, was a name I could never forget.
Killian Rudwick.
My stomach twisted. Memories surged forward flashes of pain, betrayal, and blood. I felt my grip tighten around the folder as I struggled to steady my breathing. I may be called Rosalyn now, but that didn’t change the fact that I was once Ruby. It felt like nothing more than shedding one skin for another. I remembered the day of the execution and how he chose lies over the truth. I had accepted it with open arms.
I had expected hatred in this new life. But, as always,expectations don’t always align with reality. A part of me still held something for him deep in my heart. I desperately hoped it would never resurface.
Because Mikael was an incredible mate. He was the very definition of devotion an ideal husband and a perfect father in this world.
Mikael was by my side in an instant. His large hand rested on my shoulder.
“Rosalyn?”
I swallowed hard. “It’s him.”
“I don’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for you, love,” he grimaced, glancing at the photo of the man in my grasp. “You always get tangled up in things beyond logic. Killian, the eternal tyrant.”
I clenched the folder, a storm brewing in my chest. “Where is he now?”
Mikael exhaled sharply. “Last I heard, he’s in Scotland too. But I haven’t confirmed the reason for his arrival…”
“Well, I don’t care about his reasons.” What a blatant lie. “I just want to know what kind of man has given me so many headaches. And to find a way to keep my distance from him.”
Those stormy gray eyes softened. He reached for my hand, gently taking the folder and photos from me, setting them aside.
“I know. That’s why I didn’t want to tell you until I had solid information.”
“Thank you for finding him.”
Mikael brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch soothing me. Because of him, my love for this man only grew stronger.
“It’s just a small thing, Rosalyn.”
Biting my lip, I decided to take the initiative to tease him. I had missed him so much, and everything he had given me only made me want to hold on to him even more. Besides, it had already been a week since we last did it.
“I think you should carry me to our bed.”
Mikael blinked for a moment before a deep, rumbling laugh escaped his lips.
“I have a better idea before we get there. Don’t you agree, mate?”
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