LOGINShe moaned—soft, needy—fingers tugging my hair. I moved lower, kissing across her collarbone, down to her breasts. The lace was so thin I could feel her nipples hardening through it. I took one into my mouth, sucking gently through the fabric. She arched, whimpering, nails digging into my shoulder
LUCIEN’S POV I lay back against the headboard, hands folded behind my head, eyes closed. The sheets were cool against my bare skin, the room quiet except for the soft rustle of Adele moving around. We’d just put Andrea to bed—story read, kisses given, little arms hugging us both tight before his e
ROSE’S POV My stomach was doing flips so hard I thought I might actually throw up right there on the red carpet leading into the grand ballroom. The Valkar Group annual dinner was always a big deal—black ties, sparkling gowns, crystal chandeliers that probably cost more than most people’s houses—b
LUCIEN’S POV The blanket was spread out under the big oak tree, dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves and dancing across Adele’s hair. She’d packed everything—sandwiches, fruit, little juice boxes for Andrea, even a tiny picnic basket with a checkered cloth. Her idea, of course. She sai
DAMIEN’S POV Rose’s lips were still on mine, soft and warm, tasting like the little mint she’d popped earlier. I couldn’t stop smiling against her mouth. The way she’d just tossed Scarlett out like yesterday’s trash? Pure gold. My girl was a force, and I was the luckiest bastard alive. I pulled
DAMIEN’S POV A week had passed since that nightmare in the forest bunker, and every single day felt like walking on thin ice. Rose was healing—physically, at least. But I knew the real damage was deeper. Nightmares still woke her up in the middle of the night, heart racing, body slick with swea
His fangs sank into my neck. The pain was sharp, searing, like a blade slicing through me. I screamed, my voice tearing through the room, raw and desperate. My body arched against him, caught between the agony and the heat still pulsing through me. His grip tightened, his teeth buried deep, and
I clenched my fists. The rogues had come out of nowhere—wild, furious, coordinated. And the King... he had decided to gather every damn pack in one place tonight. Every Alpha, every warrior, every family. It was supposed to be a show of unity. A reminder of his power. Instead, it had almost tur
“Damien, no—please, listen to me—” He didn’t. His chest was rising and falling too fast, his eyes blazing gold. His whole body trembled with fury, his hands clenched so tight I could see the veins bulging beneath his skin. “How dare he,” he hissed, his voice low and shaking. Then it exploded, raw
I couldn’t sit still. I’d been pacing the throne room for hours, my boots dragging against the marble floor, the sound echoing through the empty hall like thunder. My fingers ran through my hair again and again, tugging hard enough to hurt, but not nearly enough to drown out the storm inside my he







