LOGINELI'S POV
Elric was on the couch, his hands gripping Liam’s hips. My best friend. The Beta I’d grown up with, who’d once licked honey off my skin after Mom taught us how to make beehive. Liam straddled Elric, their bodies slick with sweat, their tongues locked in a rhythm that made my throat burn. Elric’s cock, hard and glistening, was buried deep in Liam’s body. I stepped inside... they didn’t stop. Liam gasped around Elric’s cock, riding him like a warrior on a battlefield. “Does Eli ride you like this?” he panted. “Do you make him scream like that?” His voice, breathless and high, slithered through the room. “Answer me. Does Eli let you take him like he’s yours?” His nails scraped down Elric’s chest. “Or does he make you wait? Does he stay so tight you have to—” Elric’s growl rumbled deep. “He’s boring, Liam. Doesn’t even let me touch him. Says he’s saving himself for the wedding night.” Liam laughed, a wet, slurred sound. “Such a shame. You’re wasted on him, alpha.” Elric’s hands tightened on Liam’s ass. “He’s weak. Look at him... no scent, no strength. Useless. All pure and perfect. Doesn’t even let me touch him.” A snarl. “Like he’s better than me.” The words hit like a punch. I’d spent months preserving myself for our wedding night, for the first time our scents would truly mesh, binding us forever. I’d thought it was sweet. Elric was on his back, his broad chest heaving, a naked Liam straddling him. He froze mid-motion. Liam’s gray eyes locked onto mine, wide with something like shock. Then recognition, then glee and for a heartbeat, we were eight years old again, hiding in the closet while our fathers argued about the pack’s future. Then he flinched. “Is that...” Liam stuttered, his fingers still gripping Elric’s shoulders. “—Eli?” Elric’s hands shot to his face. A second later, he slammed them on the Liam’s hips and shoved him off, sending him slumping to the side. Liam gasping as he collapsed, breathless, his thighs glistening. Elric scrambled up, completely bare, his cock still hard, still slick with the Liam’s come. His eyes locked on me, and for the first time, I saw something like fear there. “You shouldn’t be here,” Elric rasped. “Shouldn’t I?” I stepped forward. My voice was flat, but my whole body trembled. “Room 301 was empty, but I guess you preferred Room 302. Since it’s one number closer to your real omega?” Liam tried to sit up but bobbled, his face red. “Eli, I—” “Don’t.” My hand curled into a fist. “You’re a Beta, Liam. You can’t even...” “I’m not a Beta!” His voice cracked. “I just hide it… I have a scent. A real one, not like yours. Elric can feel me. He can claim me...” Elric moved suddenly, standing to block him. “Shut up, Liam.” His eyes flicked to me. “This doesn’t mean anything.” “Doesn’t it?” My laugh was raw. I stepped between them. “Or should I ask if I mean anything?” Elric’s breath hitched. For a moment, I thought he’d say something else, reach for me like he used to. But all he did was grip the edge of the couch, his knuckles white. “You don’t understand,” he said. “The pack... your dad’s been in the hospital for months. I can’t afford to fail as Alpha. I need a mating that’s strong. That’ll hold the pack together. You...” He swallowed. “You’re… fragile. I don’t want to be unfair to you. Fragile. The word curled around my spine like a knife. I thought of Dad, wasting away in his bed. I thought of Elion, carved up by rogues. I thought of how easy it had been for the pack to take everything from us. But not Elric. Elric was supposed to stay. “Is that why you didn’t even come see me today?” I whispered. “Because I was boring?” “Eli—” Elric reached for me, but I stepped back. “Don’t.” I hissed. “Liam,” I whispered. My best friend, my brother in everything but blood and the Omega who concealed as Beta who’d held my hand after Elion died, who’d wept at my brother’s funeral. Liam, whose scent I’d always known to have none... not this, not floral. Elric ran a hand through his hair, avoiding my gaze. “Eli, I—” Elric began.. But I cut him off .“Congratulations, Alpha,” I said, my voice cold and flat. “You’ve created a masterpiece. Liam as your artist.” “Eli, it’s not what you think...” Elric tried to explain. “Is this your idea of a joke?” I stepped closer, my tears hot and silent. “Is Liam your idea of a joke?” Liam opened his mouth, then closed it. His cheeks flushed with shame... or maybe guilt. Elric’s hands curled into fists. “You don’t understand. Liam’s my fated omega.” I let out a broken laugh. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Why do you even choose me as your chosen mate? Was it all to get the position?” “No!” Elric’s alpha aura flared, “You were meant for me. The bond—” “LIES!” I spat. “The bond chose you a year ago! But maybe that’s inconvenient for your precious image, right? The Alpha who seduces a defenseless Omega and makes him thankful.” Elric lunged, grabbing my wrist. “You don’t get to do this. You think I’d betray the pack? That I’d hurt you?” I yanked free. “Your pack... our pack... is dying, Elric. You took power while my dad drowns in pain, while my brother’s ghost screams in the wind. And you… you’re screwing my best friend!” Liam suddenly chuckled, pushing himself up on his elbows. “You should see your face, Eli,” he purred, licking a line of come from his lips. “Does Elric’s cock feel this good inside you? Oh my bad he didn't sleep with you yet. Unlike us, we've been doing it everyday for months.” “Don’t.” Elric’s growl was low, dangerous. “Don’t say another word.” I took a step forward. “Why?” My voice cracked. “Is it because I don’t smell like one? Is that it? You couldn’t wait for your boring Omega, so you got your real mate out of the way first?” Elric’s eyes finally met mine. His mouth was a thin line. “You’re right. You are boring, Eli. You’d still be waiting for me to touch you, saving yourself for the wedding night like a good Omega.” He turned to Liam. “Compared to Liam, you're nothing.” My breath caught. “You… you don’t mean that.” “Oh, I do,” Elric said, his Alpha’s scent rolling over me like a blade. “You think your Ashcroft blood makes you special? You’re weak. Your scent is a joke. You never belonged here.” Liam scrambled off the bed, his hand on my forearm. “Eli, listen...” I slapped him. Hard. His face turned toward me, stunned. It was the first time I’d ever hit him. “I trusted you,” I whispered. “I was his fated mate!” Liam boast, his Omega voice cracking. “For the sake of our past friendship, I'm willing to share him with you. You can be his concubine.” Elric’s laugh was bitter. “ Don't compromise. He’s just another omega who thought he could win me.” He stepped closer, tilting my chin up, his touch was rough. “You were never mine, Eli. You were just the pack’s way of keeping the Ashcroft name relevant.” I wrenched free. “Enjoy while you can. Both of you. I’m taking this to the council tomorrow.” Elric’s smirk faded. “Do you think they’ll believe you? An Omega with no scent, accusing the future Alpha of betrayal? They’ll say you’re jealous, that you’ve always been jealous of Liam’s strength, his smell.” I stared at Liam. He looked back, his gray eyes full of something that wasn’t quite guilt. “Go ahead,” Elric said softly. “Try to ruin me. We’ll see how long your precious pack protects its ghost.” I kicked him on his balls which left him kneeling in pain. I left the room without another word. In the corridor, I leaned against the wall, my hands trembling. The scent of Liam’s lies and Elric’s cruelty clung to my skin. Somewhere behind me, I heard one of Elric’s enforcers... Derek, maybe... calling my name but I didn’t look back. The corridor blurred as I fled, my tears smearing the marble, my omega body screamed, the bond between me and Elric a fiery thread of betrayal. Behind me, Elric’s roar of fury shook the club’s foundations. I didn’t stop running until I hit the street, until the scent of Liam and Elric and that godforsaken room faded into the stink of human smoke and rot. Dad’s words echoed in my head... ”Eli, marry Elric. You’ll be safe with him.” Safe. I laughed bitterly into the night. I’d find another way to save my dad. Without them, without my cheating chosen mate.ELI'S POVFive years later... the estate had changed or perhaps it was me.Morning sunlight poured through the massive windows of our bedroom as I stood on the balcony overlooking the territory below.The pack was thriving. Children ran through the training fields. Warriors sparred near the eastern grounds.The grounds buzzed with life.Peace... real peace, it is not the fragile kind that breaks under pressure of council. It is also not the temporary kind that disappears overnight. It is the kind of people who fought wars to protect. The kind we almost lost from betrayal and twisted ambition.A small hand suddenly tugged my shirt."Papa." I looked down and smiled, a little girl with dark hair and silver eyes stared up at me.Luna... our youngest, four years old and completely spoiled. "Carry me."I laughed. "Good morning to you too.""Carry me first. Good morning second." Definitely Lucen's daughter.I picked her up effortlessly and she immediately wrapped herself around my neck like
ELI'S POVOne month.It had already been one month since the nightmare on the cliffs. One month since Elion’s betrayal had been silenced by the cold reality of justice and the sweeping winds of the high ridges. One month since Lucen and I officially became mates beneath the soft, forgiving glow of a full moon.And somehow, miraculously, life had become peaceful.I never thought I would use that word again. Peace. It felt like a warm blanket after a long winter, or the first light of dawn after a sleepless night of terror. The estate was alive with laughter today, servants hurried back and forth, their arms laden with silver trays of foods, vibrant floral arrangements, and an absurd, towering amount of cake.Today was special. Very special. It was Lucien and Elisen’s sixth birthday."Papa!"I looked up from my inspection of the dessert table just in time to see Lucien sprinting across the courtyard. He was dressed in a miniature suit, the fabric crisp and dark against his sun-kissed s
LUCEN'S POVThe light filtering through the curtains was intrusive, a sharp contrast to the darkness we had existed in for hours. I woke to the sensation of the mattress shifting, the dip beside me signaling movement. I kept my eyes closed for a moment, listening to the soft, pained exhale that escaped Eli’s lips.He was trying to move, testing limbs that had been pushed to their breaking point last night. I finally opened my eyes, turning my head to watch him. He was sitting up slowly, a hand pressed to his lower back, his face contorted in a wince that spoke of deep, aching soreness.”Youuu.... my back hurts” He winced while glaring at me.I chuckled. ”Ohhhh, I told you we owe each other hundreds of ruts and heat... we will try to compensate it..””You can't be serious...." Eli shrieked”Ohhh, you will see. I will compensate for the five years we lost... the times you on top of me every single night.” I teased.My marks were scattered across his skin like constellations... dark brui
ELI'S POVLucen's thrusts deepened, each one driving the air from my lungs as his cock pounded into my tight hole with relentless precision. I couldn't think... couldn't do anything but feel the thick length of him stretching me open, hitting that spot inside me that made my vision blur and my spine dissolve into liquid heat. ”Luceeeen, ahhh, ahhh,” I moaned.My legs wrapped tighter around his waist, ankles locking at the small of his back, pulling him impossibly deeper. My own cock throbbed between us, trapped against the ridges of his abdomen, leaking pre-cum that smeared across our sweat-slicked skin. Every drag of his body against mine sent sparks cascading through my nerve endings, desperate for release that hovered just out of reach.My hands roamed across Lucen's broad shoulders, fingers mapping the terrain of muscle and bone I'd memorized in the dark. My nails dug into his flesh, leaving crescent marks in their wake as I tried to anchor myself against the storm of sensation
ELI'S POVThe world blurred around me as Lucen's strong arms cradled my body against his chest. Each pounding step toward the master bedroom sent vibrations through my bones, his heartbeat a frantic drum against my ear.The silk of my shirt clung to my skin, damp with sweat and anticipation. His fingers dug into my thighs, possessive marks that would bloom purple tomorrow.The heavy oak door swung shut behind us with a decisive click, the sound echoing in the dimly lit room. Before I could draw breath, Lucen's mouth crashed against mine. His lips were demanding, hungry, tasting of wine and something darker, something uniquely him.”Mmmmmmm...” I moaned.I melted into the kiss, my hands tangling in his dark hair as he devoured me. My moans were swallowed by his tongue, each sound a testament to the electricity arcing between us.Lucen spun us, my back slamming against the cool wood of the door. His hips pinned me there, the hard ridge of his cock pressing insistently through layers of
ELI'S POVFor a long while, nobody moved. The ocean continued crashing beneath the cliffs while the cold night wind wrapped around us softly, carrying away the ashes of grief and bloodshed into the endless dark.I stayed kneeling on the ground with the twins clinging tightly against me while Mom, Dad, and Elena remained close enough to touch me as if they were afraid I’d disappear the moment they let go.Honestly? Maybe I was afraid of that too. Everything felt unreal, Elion was gone and the nightmare was over. And yet my chest still hurt like someone had reached inside and split my heart open with bare hands.Then suddenly... a familiar voice echoed softly inside my head. “My moonling.” I froze instantly. Noom, my wolf.For years, his voice had remained faint... distant... almost asleep beneath my consciousness ever since I discovered what I truly was.But now? he sounded stronger, warmer and relieved.“You’re safe,” Noom whispered quietly inside me.Tears burned my eyes again. “I a







