LOGINKieran grinned as he lifted her to straddle him. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, fingers splayed over her ass. He positioned his cock against her wet entrance, groaning deeply at the slick sensation. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulled her head down and kissed her. At the same time, he thrust into her. Gwendolyn moaned into his mouth, her body trembling with pleasure. She tightened her arms around him, her nails raking his back, leaving angry red lines. Kieran hissed, the sharp sting urging him on. He broke the kiss, turned her head to the side and bit her. As she arched into him, his smacked her hard across her ass, then dug his fingers into the soft flesh, thrusting deeply until his entire length was buried inside her. "Fuckkkk." He growled, his voice deep and guttural. With one hand still latched around her ass and the other one gripping her hair tight, he rose up, taking her with him. "Oh, Kieran..." She gasped as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her na
Gwendolyn sat beside Kieran, watching the young Wildings and werewolves dance around the fire which had been lit. The soft melody from the flute, coupled with the drumming, the singing and the full moon made the night seem magical. It felt really good to be accepted, and as she looked around, she realized the hateful and disdainful glares were gone. She had been accepted fully. Beside her, Kieran couldn't pull his gaze away. He was enamored, obsessed and completely captivated by his Luna. "You are so beautiful, Gwen." He whispered, drawing her attention to him. "So beautiful. Finding you is the greatest gift from the moon goddess."Gwendolyn smiled and leaned against him. "You make me feel so special." "You are special, moon of my heart. And I will spend every minute of the rest of my life making you feel that way."He lowered his hand and touched her stomach. "And our child too."He cupped her jaw and kissed her, letting his lips linger sweetly. Soon it turned heated, and his ha
On the eve of that day, the Wildings and werewolves had chosen a spot deep inside the forest and decorated it. Lit lanterns hung from tree branches, illuminating the forest in a warm glow. Flowers were strewn about, leading a path from the edge of the clearing to the front. Gwendolyn stood by the window in Kieran's bedroom, staring at the shimmering lights in the forest. Kieran had insisted on celebrating her coronation again, since the first one had been interrupted. She was in a white gown this time, an elegant gown which clung tightly to her curves. Her hair flowed freely down her back, reaching her waist. Golden ornaments adorned her arms and wrists, and a golden tiara perched on her hair. She wrung her arms nervously as she gazed outside. The door opened and she turned her head, thinking it was Kieran. But it was Ryder. He paused at the door, his eyes fixed on her, his lips parted. "Ryder." She whispered his name, turning around to face him. "I don't think I've ever seen
Cae was the first to jump to her feet. "Goddess above." She gasped in shock. "Your eyes. They changed."Kieran remained silent, staring unbelievably into Gwendolyn's eyes. His own eyes were unreadable as he gazed at her. "Kieran?" Gwendolyn whispered. "Is something wrong?"He shook his head, and a slow smile curled his lips. "Nothing's wrong. I never thought I would see you with dark eyes.""Do they look bad?""Of course not." His smile widened. "They're perfect. Everything about you is perfect."Cae forcefully cleared her throat and looked away awkwardly. "I don't mean to disrupt this intimate moment, Alpha, but we need to find out why Gwen's eyes are different.""Relax, Cae." Gwendolyn chuckled. "It's not something bad. I've just embraced my powers. I'm transformed into the Black Onyx completely.""How do you know that?" Kieran asked. Gwendolyn didn't reply immediately. She opened her hand, and black fog swirled on the surface of her palm. Cae moved back instantly, terrified, b
Gwendolyn was unconscious for a week. According to Cae, she had wandered through the forest of no return for days. The forest of no return was spelled with dark magic. Only those who had been touched by that same dark magic could navigate through it. Julian was able to because when he joined Ragnar's pack, he took an oath, and Ragnar initiated him with dark magic. With Julian's death, Gwendolyn couldn't escape the forest on her own. What seemed like hours was actually three days as she walked around in circles with no sense of time. Her ability to break out of the forest was still a mystery, but because she spent days wandering, she was severely dehydrated and weak. Kieran never left her bedside. He stayed with her, whispering in her ear because he knew she could hear him. Cae did all she could with her healing herbs, but after five days, she gave up. Gwendolyn's body kept rejecting every healing potion. Kieran sensed that her wolf was absent, making him wonder if she had trans
Hours after Julian's death, Gwendolyn remained where she stood. The back fog swirled around her, as if tethered to her soul. She felt empty. Her eyes were dried, devoid of tears. She didn't regret killing the one man who had been her best friend, who had grown with her all through the years. She had no regret, because when it came to choosing between her unborn child and a threat, she would protect her own. After a moment, she turned away from the spot and walked off without a backward glance. With Julian gone, she and her mother were the last surviving members of the earth realm pack. If her mother was even still alive. For hours, she walked deeper into the forest, unsure of where she was going. She didn't know how she would get back to Nightshade pack. She was in the middle of nowhere, and with the black fog following her, she was in danger. The Immortals could find her. She could die of thirst and starvation before she reached Kieran. She walked for hours until she grew tire







