ログインJanet POVAfter breakfast, I stayed behind the hallway while Ryan and Celeste spoke quietly with one of the guards about some pack matters.Ryan looked back at me before leaving.“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” he asked.There was concern in his voice. Real concern. Not the kind people say just to be polite.I nodded and gave him a small smile.“I’ll be fine,” I said. “Go. You have things to do.”He didn’t look fully convinced.“I won’t be long,” he added.“I know,” I replied softly.He stepped closer for a moment, brushing his hand gently against mine before turning to leave with Celeste.And just like that—I was alone.Not completely alone.There were people everywhere in the palace.Servants walking through the halls. Guards standing at different corners. Voices echoing faintly from distant rooms.But still—I felt alone.I stood there for a moment longer than necessary, unsure of where to go or what to do. Everything here was still new to me. The palace was too big. Too quiet in s
Kharl POVBreakfast ended, but nothing truly settled.The silence that followed lingered long after we all left the table. It stayed in the halls, in the looks people gave each other, in the way no one spoke more than necessary.Celeste and Ryan left not long after saying something about Pack duties and Responsibilities.Things that could not wait, even with everything happening.I watched her leave.She didn’t look back.Not at me.Not even once.I told myself it didn’t matter.That this wasn’t about her.That I was here for the children.But the truth was harder to ignore than that.Everything between us still stood unresolved.And I had no idea how to fix it.The children were left in their room after breakfast, and for a moment, I stood outside the door, my hand hovering just above the handle.I had faced wars.Led battles.Made decisions that affected entire packs without hesitation.But this—This felt harder.I pushed the door open anyway.They were inside.Alora sat on the flo
Celeste POVMorning came too quickly.I barely slept.Even when I closed my eyes, my mind refused to rest. Everything kept replaying over and over again. Kharl showing up. Blaze falling sick. The truth coming out. The children meeting him. The way Alora had run into his arms like she had been waiting for him her whole life.And then…Last night.I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment as I sat on the edge of my bed.No.I wasn’t going to think about that.Not now.Not when I had more important things to focus on.I stood up slowly and got dressed, choosing something simple. I didn’t have the energy to think too much about appearance today. My head was still too full.By the time I stepped out, the palace was already awake.And so was everything I had been trying to avoid.Breakfast.As a family.The thought alone made my chest tighten slightly.This was going to be… difficult.When I entered the dining hall, almost everyone was already there.Father sat at the head of the table, calm as
I smiled against the warm, sweat-slick skin of Ryan’s chest, feeling the slow, lazy twitch of his cock still buried deep inside me. The bond hummed between us like a live wire—every beat of his heart echoed in mine, every flicker of renewed hunger bleeding straight into my veins. He wasn’t softening completely. Not even close. The thick length of him pulsed faintly, already stirring back to full hardness as his hands roamed possessively over my back.“ Nowhere near done,” he’d said.He meant it.Ryan rolled us again without warning, keeping himself seated to the hilt as he settled me beneath him once more. The shift made me gasp—his cock dragging deliciously against oversensitive walls, pressing right against that spot that made my toes curl. My legs fell open wider around his hips, welcoming him deeper.“Ryan…” His name came out breathy, already edged with fresh need.He braced himself on one forearm, the other hand sliding down to grip my thigh, hitching it higher around his waist.
Janet’s POVThe bond between us pulsed like a second heartbeat—hot, insistent, alive.I don’t know who move first, Ryan’s mouth was on mine, fierce and claiming. The door slammed shut behind us with a finality that sent a thrill racing down my spine. His hands were everywhere at once: tangling in my hair, gripping my hips, sliding under the hem of my shirt to brand my skin with heat.“Need you,” he growled against my lips, voice rough with the wolf riding just beneath the surface. “Right fucking now.”I moaned into the kiss, fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt as we stumbled toward the bed. Clothes hit the floor in a frantic trail—my blouse, his jacket, my bra tossed somewhere near the window. By the time the backs of my knees hit the mattress, I was only in my panties, and Ryan was gloriously naked, cock thick and hard, already leaking at the tip.He pushed me down onto the bed and followed, covering me with his body. The weight of him felt perfect—solid, possessive, safe.
Ryan POVI left before I said something I couldn’t take back.The moment Celeste told us to get out, I knew she was right. The look on Rune’s face was enough to snap me out of it. But that didn’t mean the anger disappeared. It just followed me.All the way back to the palace.By the time I stepped into my wing, the tension in my chest hadn’t eased at all. My mind kept replaying the scene in the hospital. Kharl standing there like he had a right to decide everything. Celeste forced to defend herself again. The kids caught in between.I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply.Damn him.He always came in like a storm.Even now.Even after everything.I pushed the door to my room open without thinking.And stopped.Janet was there.Sitting quietly in the corner of the room, her hands folded in her lap, her posture small but composed. She wasn’t crying. She wasn’t pacing. She was just… there.Waiting.The moment I saw her, something in me shifted.The anger didn’t disappear completel
Chapter Fifty-One: The AssignmentCeleste POVThe council hall felt different the next morning.Not quieter. Not louder. Just… aware.Whispers traveled faster than official announcements, and yesterday’s incident had not faded into polite forgetfulness. Delegates watched one another with renewed cu
Kharl POVThe corridor emptied slowly after she disappeared around the turn, but the air did not lighten.Kharl stood where she had left him, the echo of her footsteps louder in his head than the murmurs of passing delegates. For a few long seconds, he didn’t move. He simply stared at the space she
Celeste POV Morning arrived dressed in ceremony. The council hall transformed overnight from quiet stone corridors into a living current of power and presence. Lanterns burned brighter. Banners of neutral sigils hung from high beams, swaying faintly in air that felt charged with expectation. Del
Celeste POVI was in the garden with the children when Ryan found me, seated on the low stone bench beneath the moonwillow. Blaze was trying to climb the tree despite being told—repeatedly—not to. Rune sat cross-legged nearby, carving careful lines into a piece of soft wood, his attention divided b







