LOGINSummer's POVFive Years LaterI stood on our bedroom balcony overlooking the vast territory of the Blackwood Pack, my hands resting on my swollen belly where our second child—a son, according to Elena's abilities—was growing strong and healthy.The morning sunlight bathed our lands in a golden glow,
I released my grip slightly, maintaining enough pressure to keep him submissive. *You've been corrupted by dark, Lucien. Fight it. For Thea's sake if nothing else.*"Thea," he whispered, the name seeming to pierce through layers of madness like sunlight through storm clouds. "My daughter..."The red
All around me, the battle raged like something from ancient times. Alexander's pack fought with everything they had, their loyalty to their Alpha evident in every savage attack, but Lucien's forces were numerous and fueled by fanatical purpose. We were holding our own, but barely.Then I saw him—Luc
Summer's POVThe morning mist swirled like ghostly tendrils around the advancing warriors as I stood beside Alexander on the steps of the pack house.My heart thundered against my ribs, the bond between us vibrating with tension as Lucien's forces moved with predatory grace across our territory."He
Summer's POVI drifted into exhausted sleep in Alexander's arms, my body pleasantly sore from our passionate reunion. The world around me faded, replaced by strange, ethereal mists that swirled and parted to reveal a familiar face I hadn't seen in years."Lyra?" I gasped, my heart leaping with joy a
Summer's POVWith a growl, he lifted me, carrying me to the massive bed that dominated the room. Our clothes fell away under urgent hands, revealing skin that ached to be touched. His lips traced a burning path down my neck, across my collarbone, to the sensitive peaks of my breasts."Mine," he rasp
Natalia was sitting calmly on a bench in her cell when we arrived, looking remarkably composed for someone who'd been caught drugging an Alpha.Her hair was pulled back in a neat ponytail, and she wore the same elegant dress from last night, though it was now somewhat wrinkled.When she saw Alexande
"Alexander," I breathed, feeling my cheeks flush. "We have at least three more hours of this gala to get through.""Three hours of torture," he groaned dramatically, making me laugh despite the weight of the evening.As the dance ended, Alexander reluctantly released me. "Duty calls," he said with a
The scene outside was chaos. The sunset's golden light revealed at least twenty rogues, their half-shifted forms grotesque in the dying glow. They were filthy, clearly outlaws who'd been living wild for too long, their humanity eroded by isolation and desperation.Alexander shifted partially, his ha
I sipped the champagne, noting it tasted oddly bitter—perhaps a different vintage than what had been served earlier. As Darius continued speaking, a strange warmth began spreading through my body. Within minutes, my vision blurred at the edges, and an unnatural heat coursed through my veins.Orion g







