His Heirs and the Werewolf Queen

Chapter 9: The Signature

The pen felt heavy in my hand.

$10 million. Vice CEO. A house.

And one year of pretending to be his wife.

"Why?" I asked, not looking at him. "Why now?"

Adrian knelt beside my chair. His scent wrapped around me.

Mate. Still mine after 4 years.

"Because I saw Adrien defend Adrienne from bullies last week," he whispered.

"He said 'My daddy would kill you.' But he doesn't have a daddy."

His voice broke. "Because Adrienne drew a picture of our family.

And she left the daddy spot empty."

I looked at the twins. They were watching us from the doorway.

Hope in their eyes.

My throat hurt. "One year," I said. "That's it."

I signed. Cloe Grande.

The moment the ink dried, Adrian exhaled like he'd been holding his breath for years.

"Thank you," he breathed.

"Don't thank me," I snapped. "This is for them."

He reached for my hand. I pulled away.

"Rules," I said. "No touching. No kissing. No mate bond."

"Understood," he nodded.

But when Adrien grabbed his hand and Adrienne grabbed mine...

And we walked out together as a family of four...

The lie already felt too real.

"I always wanted my family to be like this but you ruined it Adrian "l whispered coldly.