Chapter: Chapter 151 -The Dress IncidentKael POV The night air was cool and pleasant as Marcus and I sat on the back terrace. Two glasses of whiskey sat between us, the amber liquid catching the light from the lanterns. “So,” Marcus said, taking a sip. “Flying now? That’s new.” I grinned. “It took me six months to learn. Almost crashed into a tree twice.” “Only twice?” “Okay, maybe five times. But who’s counting?” Marcus laughed. “Does Selene know about the tree incidents?” “Absolutely not. And you’re not telling her.” “My lips are sealed.” He held up his glass. “To keeping secrets from our mates.” “That’s a terrible toast.” “You have a better one?” I thought for a moment, then raised my own glass. “To surviving the impossible and living to drink about it.” “Now that’s better.” Marcus clinked his glass against mine. We drank in comfortable silence for a while. Below us, the pack territory stretched out, peaceful and quiet. Lights glowed in the windows. Somewhere, a wolf howled at the moon. “Have y
Last Updated: 2026-02-20
Chapter: Chapter 150
MoonlightSelene POVKael’s lips moved against mine in a way that still made my heart race after all these years. His hands cupped my face gently, thumbs brushing against my cheekbones as he deepened the kiss.We were still standing by the window, the sounds of children’s laughter drifting in from somewhere in the house. But in this moment, it was just us.His mouth moved to my jaw, trailing soft kisses down to my neck. I tilted my head back, giving him better access, my fingers tangling in his hair.“Kael,” I breathed.“Mmm?” He didn’t stop kissing me.“The children could walk in.”“Door’s locked.” His teeth grazed my pulse point, and I gasped. “I checked.”“When did you…”“When I came in.” He pulled back enough to look at me, his green eyes dark with desire. “I had plans.”“Did you now?”“I did.” His hands moved down to my waist, pulling me flush against him. “Plans that involve you.
Last Updated: 2026-02-14
Chapter: Chapter 149
Uncle Knows BestMarcus POVI couldn’t help it. I smiled.The sight was too precious. My niece…well, not technically my niece, but that’s what she called me…standing protective guard over a kid who’d just insulted my family.“So,” I said, walking closer. “Are you three bullying Isla again?”All three children started talking at once.“No!”“We weren’t…”“Uncle, this is…”I held up my hand and they fell silent immediately.Aria stepped forward, leaving Drake unprotected. “Uncle Marcus, this is children’s matters. I’ll handle it. You should go and rest.”I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. “Oh? You’ll handle it?”“Yes.” She nodded seriously. “You’re old. You need your rest. Me and… and my associates will take care of this situation.”“Your associates?”She gestured vaguely at Isla and Drake. “Yes. Them.”“I’m not your associate!” Drake protested.
Last Updated: 2026-02-13
Chapter: Chapter 148
The Next GenerationFive Years LaterNarrator POVThe garden of Blackthorn Pack had never been more alive with chaos.Five children ran between the flower beds, their laughter echoing off the stone walls. The oldest was barely seven. The youngest had just turned four. And together, they were a force of nature that no adult had quite figured out how to contain.“Give it back!” A small voice shouted.Isla, Lydia and Marcus’s daughter, stood with her hands on her hips. She was five years old with her mother’s green eyes and her father’s stubborn jaw. Right now, those green eyes were filled with tears.“Give what back?” Nora, one of Keisha and Ryker’s twin daughters, held something behind her back. She was six and already showing signs of her father’s mischievous nature.“My ribbon! The blue one Mama gave me!” Isla’s lower lip trembled. “You took it!”“Did not!” Nora’s twin brother, Finn, stepped up beside his sister. “We did
Last Updated: 2026-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 147
New BeginningsSelene POV Six Months LaterI woke to find Kael already awake, propped up on one elbow and staring at me.“You’re doing it again,” I said sleepily.“Doing what?”“Watching me sleep. It’s creepy.”“It’s not creepy. It’s romantic.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “How are you feeling?”“Tired. Hungry. Like I need to pee for the third time tonight.” I pushed myself up to sitting, which was harder than it used to be with the additional weight I was carrying. “You know, the usual.”His hand immediately went to my swollen belly, his touch gentle and reverent. “And how’s our little one?”“Active.” As if on cue, the baby kicked. “See?”Kael’s face lit up with wonder. It happened every time he felt the baby move. Like it was a miracle he couldn’t quite believe.“That’s amazing,” he breathed. “Do you think it’s a boy or a girl?”“For the hundredth time, I don’t kn
Last Updated: 2026-02-11
Chapter: Chapter 146
Healing HeartsMarcus POVI found Lydia in the healing room, organizing supplies like she always did when she needed to think. Her back was to me, but I could see the tension in her shoulders.“You know we have people who can do that now,” I said from the doorway.She jumped slightly, then turned to face me with a small smile. “Old habits. Besides, it keeps my hands busy.”I walked into the room and closed the door behind me. “You’ve been avoiding me.”“I haven’t…” She stopped when she saw my expression. Sighed. “Okay, maybe a little.”“Why?” I moved closer. “Lydia, we survived. We’re both alive. That’s what we wanted, isn’t it?”“It is.” She set down the bandages she’d been folding. “It’s just… I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. For something terrible to happen. We’ve been through so much, Marcus. So much death and pain and loss. It doesn’t feel real that it’s actually over.”I understood. I felt the same wa
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet
She’s a disgraced biker princess who is forced to marry the mafia king in seven days, a marriage she never wanted and a man she was raised to hate.
Lena Orlov is twenty five and out of options. Her family’s club has lost half its territory to the Volkov Bratva, her father cares more about his next drink than he does about her, and her older brother, the same brother who has been hurting her since they were children, has just handed her name across the table like a peace offering to buy them all a little more time. No one is coming to save her.
Nikolai Volkov is everything everyone warned her about. He is ruthless, cold, and treats women like they are something he can throw away when he is done.
Lena thinks if she just keeps her head down she might survive him. But the longer she stays inside his house the more she starts to learn, about the secrets of her father’s clubhouse, about the brother she trusted with her life, and about the man she married.
And while she is trying to make sense of all of it, the world outside the Volkov gates is turning against her. Old enemies have realized the mafia king has finally found something he is afraid to lose, and her name is Lena. Someone is already planning to take her. Someone else is already planning to kill her and break her bond with the king.
Will she survive long enough to find out who she can actually trust?
And when the time comes to choose between the family that sold her and the man who claimed her, which side will she pick?
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Chapter: Chapter 98Nikolai's POV The mid-morning sun cut through the tall windows of the master suite, striking the heavy mahogany of my desk.A courier delivery sat in the center of the wood surface. It was a compact package wrapped in thick brown paper, stamped with official postal seals from Moscow. I slit the packing tape with a utility knife, folded back the heavy cardboard, and lifted a small, velvet-lined wooden case.Inside lay a hand-wrought silver baby rattle.The metal was polished to a brilliant mirror finish, gleaming in the morning light. The handle was shaped like twisted oak branches, and the sphere at the end was engraved with intricate, flawless floral patterns. It was solid, and crafted with meticulous precision, the kind of piece commissioned only from master silversmiths in the old districts of the capital.Beneath the rattle rested a small, folded card bearing Irina’s sharp, precise handwriting:‘For the newest member of the Volkov family. May they grow up with iron in their blo
Last Updated: 2026-10-29
Chapter: Chapter 97Lena's POVThe chapel on the northern edge of the estate was a small, stone building half-hidden by tall oak trees.A week after our conversation in the garage, Nikolai and I stood inside its quiet interior. There were no syndicate bosses, no armed guards standing at the wooden pews, and no strategic posturing. The doors were shut against the world, and the autumn sunlight streamed through the high stained-glass windows, casting amber and blue light across the stone floor.An elderly, quiet pastor stood behind a simple wooden altar.Nikolai wore a plain black suit without his usual tactical holster. I wore a simple cream-colored dress, my hair hanging loose around my shoulders. There was no grand audience, no political delegations from Moscow or Berlin, and no media."Do you, Nikolai Volkov, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the pastor asked.Nikolai looked down at me, his dark eyes steady, warm, and entirely unshielded. "I do.""Do you, Lena Daniel, take this man to
Last Updated: 2026-10-29
Chapter: Chapter 96Lena's POV The heavy garage bay doors were open to the pale October sunlight.We stood between the clean steel workbench and the hydraulic lift, the faint scent of engine oil and metal hanging in the air. The old wooden box containing his mother’s hand-knit blanket rested open on the table between us.Nikolai looked down at the blanket for a moment, his broad shoulders rising and falling in a deep breath. Then he turned his dark eyes back to mine."Lena," he said. His voice was low, stripped of every ounce of authority, command, and iron.I held his gaze, my hands resting on the edge of the metal bench."When I married you, it was a contract," Nikolai continued, his gaze steady and unfiltered. "A tactical arrangement to secure the southern docks and bind your family to mine. It was a dark bargain made in a room full of enemies."He reached across the space between us, taking my right hand in his. His calloused fingers wrapped firmly around mine."I am asking you now, in the light, st
Last Updated: 2026-10-29
Chapter: Chapter 95Nikolai's POV The seventh morning did not bring rain.The grey ceiling over the city parted just enough for pale, slantwise sunlight to hit the slate roof of the estate. I sat on the edge of the master bed for an hour after the sun rose, staring at the empty pillow on the other side. My boots were unlaced. The coffee on the nightstand grew cold in its porcelain cup.Today was the final day of the week.I stood up, walked to the far corner of the dressing room, and unlocked the heavy iron safe built into the back of the walk-in wardrobe. Inside, beneath a stack of old syndicate ledgers and bearer bonds, sat a flat, unpainted wooden box held together by brass corners.I picked it up. It had no locks.I walked out of the master suite, down the grand staircase, and through the side exit of the manor. The morning air was sharp, smelling of wet asphalt and pine needles. I crossed the cobblestone courtyard, ignoring the guards who stood at attention by the gates, and walked straight down
Last Updated: 2026-10-29
Chapter: Chapter 94Nikolai's POVThe chair in my office was too hard, or perhaps my back had simply grown unaccustomed to sitting alone through the night.I stared down at the shipping manifest on my desk. The ink lines blurred together into black smears against white paper. Outside the tall, reinforced windows of the second-floor study, the sky remained a flat, unbroken sheet of grey rain. Six days. One hundred and forty-four hours since Lena had placed her pillow on the arm of the guest room sofa and closed the heavy walnut door behind her.The morning routine had broken on the seventh morning of October, and it had not been repaired since.Down in the formal dining hall, the long mahogany table was quiet. I sat at the head, pouring my own black coffee from the silver pot because the space across from me remained empty. Lena no longer sat there in her oversized sweater, buttering toast and asking about the morning transport reports. She ate earlier, or she ate in the kitchen with Natasha, or she s
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Chapter: Chapter 93Lena's POV The fire in the master suite fireplace crackled softly, casting long, amber shadows across the dark hardwood floor.Outside, the autumn wind whipped against the heavy glass of the balcony doors. Inside, the room was warm, but a sudden, sharp cold filled the space between us.I stood near the edge of the oversized bed, looking at Nikolai. He sat on the edge of the mattress, his broad shoulders slightly hunched, staring into the open flames. We had spent the evening talking in quiet whispers about the cemetery, about his mother, about the unmarked stone we had left behind in the dirt. The grief had opened a door between us, and in that vulnerability, I had spoken the truth that had been growing in my heart for months."I want to have a child," I said.The words were plain. There was no hesitation in my voice.Nikolai froze.The stillness that overtook him was absolute. He did not look up. He did not blink. For several long seconds, the only sound in the room was the crackl
Last Updated: 2026-10-29
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