Mag-log in+ MedoraThe air turned colder with every single step we took.The spiral stone staircase felt endless. Water dripped from the curved ceiling. A cold drop hit my bare shoulder. I didn't flinch. I didn't shiver. Kaz walked right behind me. His massive body blocked the freezing draft. He radiated pure heat against my back. We reached the bottom floor of the Ironholt fortress. This wasn't a place for temporary prisoners. This was the maximum security block. Thick iron cages built directly into the solid mountain rock. The whole place smelled like damp earth, old rust, and absolute despair.The two guards dragged the rat down the corridor ahead of us. His expensive leather shoes scraped loudly against the rough stone. He whimpered like a kicked dog. He begged them to slow down. They ignored him. They reached cell block four. They stopped in front of a thick iron door. They threw him forward. He hit the dirt floor hard right outside the metal bars. He curled into a pathetic ball in the
+ MedoraI stopped a few feet away from the stone fountain.The damp dungeon air tasted like wet iron and old dirt. The orange torchlight flickered against the walls, casting long, dancing shadows across the floor. My ex-mate knelt on the cold rock. His wrists hung from thick iron chains bolted to the fountain's base.He stared at my dark blue silk robe. He looked at my bare feet. He looked at the two armed Ironholt guards keeping their heads bowed in my presence.His brain struggled to catch up with reality. The math didn't work for him. The last time he saw me, I wore a torn wool dress and scrubbed dishes in the Fletchling kitchen.He realized I held the power here. So the arrogant idiot made his choice.He tried to play me.He fixed his posture. He pulled his shoulders back, trying to look dignified in his ruined, muddy suit. He plastered a smooth, fake smile across his face."Medora," he purred.His voice dripped with cheap, practiced charm. He used the exact same tone he used bac
+ KazThe scout stood in the dim hallway. He waited for my order.I stared at him through the narrow crack in the oak door. My eyes burned with pure exhaustion. My bones ached. We spent the entire night fighting dirty diapers and screaming babies. I just rocked my daughter for an hour to get her to close her eyes.I wanted to tell the scout to drag the rat to the front gates. I wanted to march out there in the freezing dirt. I wanted to shift into my wolf and rip the guy's head right off his shoulders. It would solve the problem in two minutes flat. Then I could wash the blood off my knuckles and finally go to sleep.My feral beast demanded immediate violence. The animal inside my blood wanted to eliminate the loud noise so our den could stay quiet.I gripped the brass door handle.Then I stopped myself.I took a slow breath. I forced the dark rage back down into my chest. The old Kaz would slaughter the guy without a second thought. I ran this territory with an iron fist for years. B
+ KenzoWe marched up the grand staircase.We looked like a ridiculous parade. Four lethal Alpha kings walked in a single file line. We each carried a tiny bundle wrapped in a white hospital blanket. Kaz led the way. I walked right behind him. Kai and Kol followed.We walked into the master suite.The pampering era died the exact second Kaz set the first baby down.Our quiet romantic bubble popped. Survival mode kicked in fast. We thought fighting rogues at the border was tough. We didn't know anything about real warfare. Four Lycan pups do not negotiate. They don't care about royal titles. They don't care about our gold. They demand fresh milk. They demand warm blankets. They demand constant undivided attention.And they demand it all at the exact same time.The quiet lasted exactly ten minutes.The first boy woke up. He let out a sharp high-pitched wail. His tiny lungs packed a serious punch. The sound bounced off the stone walls. Ten seconds later his sister woke up. She joined the
+ MedoraThe room went dead quiet.I sat against the crisp white hospital pillows. I crossed my arms over my chest. I waited for an answer.Kaz stood at the foot of my bed. He didn't pace the floor. He didn't look away. He kept his glowing amber eyes locked right onto mine. His broad shoulders looked stiff. The dust from the broken ceiling tiles still coated his dark shirt."It's not what you think... Medora," Kaz said.His deep voice sounded small. It was a rare, strange tone for a king. He stood rigid. He looked genuinely afraid of what might happen next. He thought I'd climb out of this bed and run out the front gates. He thought I'd take the babies and disappear into the neutral zone."When the monitor flatlined, the golden tether in my chest snapped," Kaz explained. He stared me in the eyes, refusing to blink. "The mate bond broke. My human mind died in that exact second. The feral beast took the wheel."He turned his head slowly. He looked at the four plastic cribs lined up agai
+ MedoraI thought I was not going to survive it…My throat felt dry, and I ached for what.A dull, agonising fire burned right in the centre of my chest. I forced my tired eyelids open. The harsh fluorescent hospital lights blinded me for a second. I blinked the fuzzy gray spots away and turned my head on the wet pillow.Kaz stood frozen next to the plastic cribs.He looked like a terrifying nightmare pulled straight out of hell. He wasn't in his normal human skin. He wasn't in his full wolf form either. He stood in a twisted feral hybrid shape. Dark thick hair covered his massive chest. His fangs hung sharp and deadly over his bottom lip.His giant scarred hand was morphed into a set of lethal curved claws. And those claws hovered exactly one inch above a tiny wrapped bundle.He was going to kill my son."Lay a hand on my child and I will end you myself."My raspy whisper shattered the frozen air in the room.Kaz dropped his arm instantly. His glowing amber eyes snapped toward the h







