Adrian's POV:
My head was banging heavily with the thought of Violet leaving me. I should be happy, right? But why the mood? Why was I in this state if this was what I wanted?
Emily had always been the one on my mind, but then again, she should have at least told me about the pregnancy before leaving me. Why would she just decide to leave?
"Don't tell me you're still here brooding over her," Emily's voice startled me from my thoughts as I flinched and then looked at her face.
Her face squinted in anger as she gazed down at me, but not like I care anyways.
"You need to leave, Emily," I replied coldly. If there was anything I hated, it was some kind of pity party. I hated it so much.
"I can't let you sit here and keep brooding over her. Don't you get it? She's gone!" Emily barked.
The least I needed at this moment was just my quiet time, and Emily didn't seem to understand it.
I stood to my feet deciding to leave her there since she didn't want to let me be. But then I hadn't taken a step from where I stood when her hands grabbed mine.
"I'm your Emily. Your one and only... She was never in the picture, remember? It had just been us. You just have to make me your Luna, and we'll bear a child together. Don't you think it's nice that the child didn't survive? I mean, I'll be the only one to carry the royal blood and give you an heir," her tone only made my anger worsen.
One minute I was standing close to her, the next, I grabbed her by her neck, slamming her to the wall as I glared hotly at her face.
"You have no idea how desperately I wanted a child, and then you dare rub it on my face that I failed at my first attempt? Failure is never my thing," I spat, gritting my jaw together.
"You're hurting me, Adrian," I heard her whimper, and then I remembered that I was squeezing her neck so hard.
Wait, what? What had come over me? I didn't intend to touch her, not to talk of squeezing her neck.
"I'm sorry," I quickly said as I walked away. I literally can't tell why I did that or what had suddenly come over me.
"This is what happens when you get to disobey me," my Wolf tugged at me.
"Oh! Shut it, we both know I didn't love her," I snapped, raking my hair forward as I headed straight to my room.
"But she was our mate!"
"No, I disagree. She was your mate, and you wanted her for your selfish reasons, knowing quite well that I loved her friend," I argued. One would think I'm a madman now as I was walking and talking. It was supposed to be a mind link, but I was too annoyed that I had to voice it out.
"Emily isn't your mate, Violet is. She was destined to you by the moon goddess, and you dare to defy the goddess?" Of there was anything I hated was how Kai, my Wolf, tends to nag.
"If marrying the woman I love is tend to be defying the moon goddess, then I don't care," I snapped.
"You don't care, but here you are looking so bittered. I mean, you should move on and moreso, I was expecting you to be in a Jacuzzi with Emily, so what's stopping that?" He sneered.
I halted for a while, maybe I was hurt by her betrayal.
"Alpha, words are just reaching me now, guess who is on their way?" I halted right on my track as I turned to face Reynold. I squinted my face as I glared at him. He was panting, which simply means he had been running.
"What happened?"
"Your parents are on their way," I sighed as I heard the words, this was going to be troubles upon troubles.
Violet's POV:
It's been close to a week since I left the Silver Pack, and my Grandmother had taken me in. Life in the Redmoon pack had been nothing but fun, reuniting with my Mother and all.
If there's anything I'd do to keep myself busy, it was riding a horse; it was like a morning routine. And here I was riding; it was one exercise that makes me forget about the Silver pack and Adrian. I already told myself that I was going to move on, give birth to this child, and make sure I train him or her without him involved.
The horse thundered through the forest, its speed unstoppable despite my frantic attempts to rein it in. "Nina, please!" I pleaded, but she surged forward, heedless of my distress. Remembering my grandmother's warning about her stubbornness, I felt a pang of regret for not heeding it. "Help!" I cried out to a passing group, but my pleas were lost in the rush of wind. Nina's pace quickened, and in a fleeting moment, I found myself hurtling through the air. As panic seized me, I whispered a desperate prayer to the moon goddess, pleading for protection for both myself and my unborn child.
One moment, I was suspended in the sky, weightless and terrified. Then, suddenly, I found myself cradled in strong, protective arms. Blinking my eyes open, I gazed into a pair of mesmerizing eyes—deep blue with hints of green—that held me captive. Breath caught in my throat as I struggled to find words, lost in the depths of his gaze. In those eyes, I saw mysteries and depths beyond comprehension. If there was a definition for handsomeness, he exceeded it in every way.
I quickly looked away as he cleared his throat, and then made me stand to my feet.
"Thank... You..." I stuttered as I stared down at him. He wasn't looking like a rogue, so I assumed he might be a Beta or maybe a pack member.
"Mason," he smiled, revealing his white sets of dentition.
"Violet," I stuttered back, beaming back at him.
"You seem new... I've not seen you around," He had this soft voice that was enough to sweep any girl off their feet.
"Yeah, that's because... I..." I was still talking when I was cut short by either one of his friend or so.
"Al..." I knew the other guy wanted to say something, but a stern glare from Mason had him halted.
"I'll be back," I heard him speak, waving him off.
Violet POV I wake up feeling sore but utterly satisfied. My body aches with the remnants of last night, Adrian's touch still lingering on my skin. A soft smile tugs at my lips as I stretch, expecting to feel his warmth beside me. But when I turn, the bed is empty.Frowning, I sit up, wrapping the sheets around me. Where did he go?Before I can call out for him, the door creaks open.Adrian steps in, dressed in only sweatpants, his toned chest bare, his dark hair still damp from a shower. But what catches my attention is the small velvet box in his hands.My breath hitches.He walks toward me with that confident stride, his piercing eyes locking onto mine. My heart starts hammering in my chest."Adrian?" My voice is barely above a whisper.He stops in front of me, and without a second's hesitation, he sinks down to one knee.I gasp, my hand flying to my mouth."Violet," he begins, his voice steady but thick with emotion. "From the moment you came into my life, you've been my greatest
Violet's POVI barely have a moment to catch my breath before Adrian lifts me into his arms, his grip strong and possessive. My body is still trembling, my mind hazy from the pleasure he just wrung out of me, but the hunger in his eyes tells me he's far from done."We're not finished," he growls, his voice thick with desire.I shudder at the dark promise in his tone.Adrian strides out of the pool, his muscles flexing with each determined step. Water drips from his body, soaking me in the process, but I don't care. My fingers tangle in his damp hair, my lips pressing against the curve of his jaw, his neck. I can't get enough of him.His grip tightens around me as he carries me through the pack house, ignoring the startled glances from a few passing pack members. My cheeks burn, but Adrian doesn't slow down. His focus is solely on me-on us.By the time we reach his room, my arousal is pulsing all over again. He kicks the door shut behind him, then pins me against it.His lips crash aga
ADRIAN POV I pulled my finger out from her already wet dripping pussy, and she squirms.My cock aches, hard and pulsing, but I hold back, watching her beneath me. Violet is trembling, her breath coming out in soft, desperate gasps as she squirms against the wall."You enjoy teasing me, don't you?" I murmur, dragging my lips down her throat, my teeth grazing her pulse. Her body shudders, her nails digging into my shoulders."Adrian..." she breathes, her voice laced with frustration.I chuckle darkly. "No, sweetheart. You don't get to say my name like that-not after the hell you put me through."She glares at me, her stubbornness flashing in those beautiful eyes, but the desperation in them is unmistakable. She wants this. She needs this.I press my knee between her thighs, spreading her legs wider, feeling the heat radiating from her core. My fingers glide down her stomach, teasing the waistband of her shorts."I can smell you, Violet," I whisper, my fingers just barely ghosting over
ADRIAN POV The Rogue Alpha had stopped screaming a while ago. Now, he only groaned, barely clinging to consciousness as his severed fingers lay discarded on the cold floor. Blood pooled beneath him, I barely noticed.I crouched in front of him, gripping his chin and forcing his head up. His swollen, bloodshot eyes struggled to focus on me."I told you," I murmured, my voice eerily calm. "You were going to die a slow, painful death."His lips curled into a weak, mocking smirk. "Just kill me already,?" His breath hitched, his body convulsing from the pain.I narrowed my eyes, my grip tightening painfully. "You're already dead. It's just a matter of when."He let out a hoarse chuckle, but I was done listening. My fist connected with his jaw, the crack of bone satisfying as his body slumped forward.Without another glance, I turned and walked out of the dungeon, slamming the door behind me.The cool evening breeze was exactly what I needed to cool the heat Of battle still pulsing through
VIOLET POV The moment I open my eyes, my first thought goes to Adrian-the mate mark on my neck burning like a reminder.His voice reaches me, low and desperate, as he sits beside my bed, repeating over and over again, "Sit up. Don't die on me."It aches... watching him suffer, knowing his mate, the one he stood beside, waiting so patiently to wake up, didn't even recognize him.The Shadow Alpha... I'm glad he's beaten down. But why am I doing this? Honestly, I don't even know. The plan I made was half-baked, driven by instinct more than logic.But Mason? He's sharp enough to see right through me. He knows I'm just pranking him."You enjoy needling him, don't you?" Mason asks the moment Adrian storms out of the room, his heavy footsteps echoing down the hallway.I turn to look at him, the laughter I'd been holding back finally breaking free. "Did you see his face?" I chuckle, shaking my head. "He looked like he was ready to rip your throat out."Mason grins, lounging back against the
Adrian POV Three days.Three fucking days.But it doesn't feel like just three days of agony. It feels like a lifetime. Like I'm drowning in slow motion, gasping for air while the world watches and does nothing.Harry's been calling me Daddy like he's afraid I'll disappear if he stops. He's been jumping around, tugging at my hand, showing me drawings he made in the hospital's playroom. He even drew one of Violet, him, and me. A perfect little family, all smiles and holding hands.But that's a fucking lie.Because Violet had to pretend.After the doctors explained everything-her memory loss, the gaps in her mind that swallowed me whole-she agreed to go along with the truth for Harry's sake. Not mine. Just Harry's."Daddy, look! I made another one!" Harry beams, holding up a messy drawing of us with stick arms and lopsided smiles. "This is you, Mommy, and me! We're fighting bad guys together!"I force a smile. It feels fake. Stiff."That's awesome, buddy," I say, ruffling his dark hair