Samantha’s POV
“Any info, Princess?” Dad Zarek asked through the mindlink as I plucked a shiny apple from the tree I was perched on and took a big, satisfying bite.
“I don’t think the Blue Moon Pack is up to anything shady,” I replied between chews. “I broke into the Alpha office last night. Their files are... wow. Whoever handles their records must be a hyper-efficient freak. Every damn detail was documented down to the second!”
I sighed dreamily. “And they smelled so good. I could honestly mate with those files.”
Silence. Then—laughter.
Shit.
That’s when I realized my parents were all on the other end of the call.
FML.
“Mate with the files, huh?” Dad Talon teased. “At least they won’t live in constant fear of getting killed or pranked.”
He groaned dramatically. “Damn! I forgot to check my coffee, closet, bathroom, and shoes for snakes, fireworks, super glue, possibly pee, or whatever fresh horror you’ve cooked up lately. I’m so screwed.”
“As if that ever stopped you sextuplet menaces from shocking us daily,” Dad Victor scoffed affectionately.
Aww. He gets us.
“So, wanna come home, Princess?” Dad Zarek asked gently.
“Thinking I’ll stay one more night,” I answered, climbing higher into the branches as a few patrolling warriors passed beneath me. “I want to do a full sweep of the territory before reporting in.”
“Alright, Princess. Be safe. I’ll come pick you up personally tomorrow morning.”
We exchanged the usual farewells— “Take care,” “Miss you,” “Not your pranks though”—before the call ended.
Sigh. I missed them already.
Toughest Were-Vamp warriors in the world... and still soft as teddy bears when it came to their kids.
Except for Dad Victor—he was a literal ancient Vampire King.
No biggie.
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Kyler’s POV
“I’m telling you—someone was here last night. And they’re still in our territory,” I growled, fists clenched as frustration simmered beneath my skin.
Nobody believed me. Not the trackers, not even my best friend and Beta—Xeon.
“Man, I don’t smell anything,” Xeon replied, annoyed. “You’re just obsessed with that damn rosy vanilla scent. I swear, you’ve been overworking. Between your Alpha duties and your nightly assassin ops, you need a break before you burn out.”
“Not this again,” I groaned. “Spare me the lecture.”
I dismissed the trackers. “Double the patrols. Post warriors outside every house. And you,” I said, pointing at Xeon, “lead a team through the forest.”
“Fine. But you’re officially a crazy, scent-obsessed workaholic,” he muttered, even as he carried out my orders. Good soldier. Better friend.
The security he designed was top-tier—but I was an assassin. I knew better than anyone that every system had a weak spot.
And our intruder had found it.
A rose-and-vanilla-scented ghost, slipping through our blind spots.
Right. Introductions.
I’m Kyler Arrow. Future Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Nineteen. Assassin. Top of my class. Genius prodigy who finished Applied Sciences at uni by fifteen.
Still mateless. Still a virgin.
Don’t judge—I’m picky.
My Beta, Xeon, is just like me: a nineteen-year-old trained killer with zero luck in the mate department. We were so sure we’d find them at eighteen, but nope. A year later, here we are—single, sexy, and buried in work.
Not that it stopped us from having flings. Just… nothing permanent.
“Alright, Monkey Fart,” Xeon said through the mindlink. “I take it back. I do smell something. Wild mint and ivy. And my wolf is losing it.”
“Finally!” I smirked. “Told you I wasn’t crazy.”
“How’d they get in?” he asked.
“Trees,” I said simply.
Then I cut the link and suited up.
No one infiltrates Kyler Arrow’s territory and walks away untouched.
Not. A. Chance.
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Samantha’s POV
“What the hell are you doing here, Dre?!” I whisper-hissed as my Beta and best friend swung lazily onto the branch beside me, planting his boots right on my lap.
“And can you pretend to respect your Alpha—especially when we’re trespassing?!”
Dre smirked, eyes closed, and let out a loud fart.
“Seriously?!”
“That’s all the respect you’re getting from me,” he said with a smug grin, jamming his earbuds in.
What the actual hell? Was he here for a picnic?
I kicked him. Hard.
To my satisfaction, he slipped off the branch in a glorious nose-dive—until I “mercifully” broke his fall with a nice load of bird poop.
“Bitch!” he yelled, scrambling back up.
“Talk to yourself more,” I said calmly, refocusing through my binoculars. “And don’t even think about pushing me off.”
“Fine,” he muttered, unwrapping gum.
“Hey! Gimme one! Where are your manners?”
“Take one. Not the whole pack,” he grunted.
“Selfish bastard,” I muttered, reaching back while watching the patrol.
I grabbed the slightly sticking gum strip, pulled—AND HOLY FUCK.
Twenty amps of electric shock blasted through my body. My hair stood up like a cactus.
I nearly blacked out.
Before I could react, Dre was already filming, cackling like a maniac, snapping pictures, and—yep—posting it in the pack group chat.
He. Is. So. Dead.
“This is gold!” he laughed, shoving candy into his mouth.
“What the hell are you doing here?!” I growled, still twitching.
“My wolf was restless. I got bored. So I sprinkled salty water in my eyes, wailed about missing you, and Papa Draven talked to your mom. Boom—I’m here.”
“Spoiled brat,” I hissed.
“I can’t help it if I’m lovable,” he shrugged. “Your parents love you too—they just didn’t have the heart to tell you you were never adopted.”
“Keep talking and I’ll light your smug ass on fire.”
“Hey! Don’t ruin the goods! This bubble butt has admirers, okay? Guys, girls—you name it. If I die first, preserve it in a museum.”
The narcissist wasn’t wrong. Dre was gorgeous—green eyes, tall, lean, and cut like sin. If he weren’t basically my brother, I’d consider jumping his bones.
But the bragging? Ugh.
Like me, Dre was nineteen, mateless, a prankster, and absolutely spoiled by his parents.
His dad, Uncle Draven, was Mom’s childhood bestie and the highest-ranking Beta warrior in our pack. He sent Dre and his siblings to the most brutal ninja training academy in existence—where even their junk got trained to withstand attacks.
Unfortunately, all that bad-assery didn’t stop Dre from being a drama queen.
And an absolute menace.
“No one’s paying for your ass, Dre. They wouldn’t take it even for free,” I said, rolling my eyes.
He reached over and pinched my side.
Hard.
And just like that…
Reason #472 to murder my Beta.
25 years later ….Samantha’s POV“Your son is being a d*ck to my daughter,” I hissed at my Beta as we patrolled the lands which were formerly known as the Night Walker Pack Land.“I have no fucking idea who did he go after. When I had met Xeon first, we were already on the verge of making a ton of babies then and there under the tree,” Dre sighed.I smacked the fucker’s arm and growled, “Stop reminding me of that life scarring day. I am already so worried,” I sighed.Suddenly Dre grabbed my arm and pulled me behind a tree just in time before we ducked in the nearby bushes.“Cookie please listen to m- …. ”“Don’t call me Cookie, Mason ! You lost that right when you stopped being my best friend ages ago and bullied me in Ninja School in front of every freaking one all these years, making my life hell. You never let anyone become my friend !!” Cara lashed out. “Not to forget that I caught a random she wolf snogging your face like a hungry wild pig at my birthday bash last night,” she add
Zumi’s POVKissing, licking and nibbling my snout passionately one moment and then gobbling it away like a beast the next, Argo seemed to have gone into a wild rut as he unleashed everything that was pent up in him.Raining me with all his love and kisses, he pushed down my back lightly with his paw, on the soft, night grass.He hovered over me before crouching down his legs and tenderly looking at my submissive figure beneath him, from head to toe.“You are beautiful,” Argo breathed out through the mindlink.I shyly looked away from his laser focused gaze and tried not to whimper in delight at the praise.“Hey ! Look at me, beautiful,” Argo said as he gently pawed my head to the place of his choice- to face him !My gaze lowered shyly on seeing my Alpha’s eyes looking intently at me, full of adoration and love but Argo forced my chin up and commanded, “Shift under control” which I did without second thoughts.I was back to my human form but this time, I was in control instead of Sama
Samantha’s POV“Sorry Alpha Stone, sorry Alpha Arrow,” the pack doctor, Ingrid’s doctor son, Ashton said as he looked up at us with sad eyes and lips curving down. “You guys are not pregnant yet,” he announced and our hearts sank when we saw the red negative stamp on the test reports.Kyler gripped my hand tighter as I sat on the inspection bed with dangling legs while Mom and Kai looked at us worriedly.“It is ok,” Mom whispered to us while comforting us both in her hug. “You guys can still get that factory mill running and produce some fine looking grand kids for me,” she tried to cheer us up.“I am sorry Alpha Zoe but Samantha can’t have kids any time soon,” Ashton said in an upset voice and settled down on his chair to type the report while the rest of us took our seats in front of him too.“What do you mean by that, Ashton ?” Kai asked sharply.“I believe that Samantha’s wolf was injured due to Wolfsbane not long ago, is that right ?” he asked and I tearfully nodded my head, know
Samantha’s POV“My baby,” Kyler cooed as he hugged me from behind and synced our bodies together in a slow dance.“You had fun at the meeting ?” I teased.I knew he was dead bored in the early stages of the meeting and damned for carrying out the punishment for losing the bet.[ ** Author’s Note: You can read ‘CHAPTER 47: CHEATING LOVERS’ of this story again to recall the bet made by Kyler and Samantha ** ]I had been constantly making things more difficult for him by sending him pics which could be easily classified as X-rated, during his Alpha meeting. Hehe.These were the text messages exchanged.Kyler: I am supposed to speak on the stage with approximately 300 elite Alpha wolves in the audience. Do you want my peek a boo to give them all a standing ovation over there ?[Timz inserted pic]Timz: If he does, tell him I said hi and am missing him at home- just in these lace and ribbons. Nothing else. That ‘Magic Mic’ better be ready for me coz my ass can’t wait to sing on it.[Kyler
Samantha’s POVI narrowed my eyes at the crazy hussy screaming at the top of her cacophonous voice and causing a ruckus everywhere.Jax, Joy and Dre were quick on their toes and blocked her raging entry towards the stage just in time.This was the most dangerous trio to deal with individually and with them coming together, it was going to be quite an entertaining drama for everyone- free of cost that too.I genuinely felt sorry for their victim but then she brought this upon herself.What were weddings without drama, in any case !!Only made it memorable for everyone for their entire lifetime.So with this in mind I relaxed and lean back against my husband’s chest as he hugged me from behind and kissed my head.“I am gonna enjoy this,” I mindlinked him, making him chuckle.“Don’t you feel scared that she might be actually carrying my baby ?” he teased.“No, I believe you and I did not feel the spasms of infidelity pain through the mate bond. On top of it, I know that you won’t want to
Kyler’s POV"Oh the daughter that I never had !,” Alpha Zoe exclaimed to Ryder's mate, San as the latter joined Samantha’s sisters on the stage."Mom !!!! You have three daughters !,” Joy hissed."No honey, I have three female typhoons,” Alpha Zoe cooed as she helped up Samantha’s third bridesmaid.“I can’t wait to tell Samantha about it. She is gonna flip,” Aira gave a muted laughed while Alpha Zoe proudly smiled at her daughters and daughter in law. She clearly adored them all to death.As their banter went on, I felt myself relax but when the back doors opened and on cue, the special wedding song started, my breath hitched, mouth dropped, eyes widened and member sprung to active life.That last thing shall surely be death of me. Literally !It would be ultra embarrassing to write on my gravestone- “Died of embarrassment. What a dick ! (No pun intended)”.“Ahem,” Xeon cleared his throat behind me. “As best man, let me remind you that I will not wobble down the stairs to put ice in m