ログイン+ 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
+ KazBEEEEEEEEP.That sound broke my world in half.The flatline alarm didn't just ring in my ears. It vibrated right through my teeth. It rattled the bones in my skull. I stared at the giant monitor bolted to the hospital wall. The bright green line ran perfectly flat across the black screen.I felt the golden string inside my chest pull painfully tight. Then it snapped.The warm mate bond went pitch black. The constant, comforting hum of her soul vanished from my mind like a blown-out candle. Her sweet vanilla scent faded into the foul stench of copper blood and sterile rubbing alcohol.My Queen was dead.My human brain couldn't process the grief. It couldn't accept the reality of her pale, lifeless body lying on the wet hospital sheets. The human side of me just shut down entirely. It locked itself away in a dark, silent box where the pain couldn't reach it.The feral beast in my blood grabbed the wheel.I didn't think about the consequences. I didn't negotiate with the crushing p
+ MedoraFour babies.The words hit my ears, but my brain refused to process the math. Four. Not a single heir. A whole literal litter.I opened my mouth to speak. I wanted to ask Dr. Thorne if the machine was broken. I wanted to tell him human bodies did not work like that.The next contraction hit me.It ripped my thought process into tiny, useless shreds. I screamed. The wild sound tore my throat raw. My spine arched right off the wet mattress. I gripped the metal bedrails so hard my knuckles popped out of place. The pain did not just squeeze my stomach anymore. It felt like someone swung a heavy steel sledgehammer directly into my lower back."Her blood pressure is dropping," Dr. Thorne shouted.The calm, professional tone vanished from his voice. He dropped the plastic ultrasound wand. He ripped his blue gloves off and grabbed a fresh pair from the metal cart."Luna, listen to me," the doctor said fast. "Your human biology is failing. Carrying four Lycan pups drains too much raw
+ MedoraThe pain hit me like a runaway freight train.My knees buckled. I couldn't stand up. The puddle of water on the stone floor grew wider, soaking the hem of my ruined blue dress.Kaz snapped out of his stunned silence. He didn't ask a single question. He didn't waste a second. He lunged forward and scooped me right up into his arms.My head fell back against his broad shoulder. I gasped for air. A second contraction ripped through my lower spine. The agony blinded me. Bright white spots danced across my vision. This wasn't normal. Human pregnancies took hours to build up slowly. But I carried Lycan pups. They possessed raw, feral strength, and they wanted out early. They fought their way down, demanding to be born right now."Get the car!" Kaz roared. His voice shook the glass in the windows.Kenzo didn't need to be told twice. He sprinted out of the master suite. His boots pounded down the stone hallway, echoing like loud gunshots.Kaz carried me down the grand staircase. He m
+ MedoraKaz asked the question, and the whole world went quiet.I stared at the woman sitting in the mud. Her green velvet dress soaked up the dirty water. Her blonde hair stuck to her sweaty, pale face. She looked up at me with wide, terrified eyes. She waited for me to show mercy. She expected me to act like the weak, quiet girl she trained me to be.But that girl died a long time ago."She deserves to be sold," I said. My voice rang clear across the quiet courtyard. "You can do whatever you want with her, Kaz."Kaz let out a low, dark chuckle. The sound promised absolute violence."But first," I continued, stepping closer to the trembling woman. "I have a message for Richard."My stepmother flinched.I looked at the lead guard standing by the iron gates."Send a messenger to the western valley tonight," I announced. I made sure my voice echoed off the tall stone walls so everyone could hear. "Tell Richard Fletchling his land claim is gone. As the Luna of Ironholt, I officially str
+ MedoraMy stepmother turned pale white. All the color drained right out of her face. Her skin looked like spoiled milk. She pressed her spine so hard against the iron gates I thought the thick metal might snap her bones.She opened her mouth. She wanted to yell a loud denial. She wanted to call me a crazy liar in front of the guards. I saw her jaw working up and down.She couldn't do it.I didn't blink. I just stared right through her. I didn't need to yell. My quiet silence was a thousand times louder than her wild screams. My brown eyes bored into her skull, dragging the ugly truth out into the cold evening air. The Luna aura rolling off my skin pressed straight down on her lungs.She started stammering."I... you don't..." she stuttered.Her knees gave out.She dropped into the dirt. The expensive green velvet dress pooled around her in the mud. She let go of the iron bars and covered her face with her shaking hands."We didn't kill her," she sobbed. The sound was pathetic. "She







