ログインJessica’s POVLife felt better for Jessica and she felt it every single day.From the moment the news of her pregnancy spread through the Silver Fang pack, everything around her became different. The same wolves who barely looked at her before now greeted her with warm smiles. Servants bowed their heads when she passed. Guards opened doors quickly for her.For the first time, Jessica felt important.Important in a way she had always dreamed of.She placed her hand gently over her stomach as she walked through the pack house hallway.The baby inside her was still very small. She could not feel it yet, but just knowing it was there made her heart swell with pride.Leonard’s child.The future heir of the Silver Fang pack.That thought alone was enough to make people treat her differently.Even Leonard’s mother had changed her attitude.Before, the older woman had barely hidden her dislike. She had always reminded Jessica that she was only a mistress, nothing more. Someone who should kno
Allene’s POVThe room was quiet.The fire in the fireplace had burned low, leaving only soft orange embers glowing in the dark. Shadows stretched across the study walls, moving gently whenever the wind outside pushed against the windows.Allene lay on the rug beside Draven, her head resting lightly on his chest.She could hear his heartbeat.Slow.Strong.Steady.For a long time she simply listened to it.The sound made her feel strangely calm, like the world outside the room had disappeared for a moment.Draven’s arm rested around her shoulders, holding her close without force. His hand moved slowly through her hair, gently brushing the strands back from her face.It was such a simple touch.But it made something deep inside her chest ache.Because she wasn’t used to it.Kindness.Care.Warmth.Those things had never really been part of her life before.Her eyes drifted toward the fireplace.The soft glow reminded her of another life.Another time.Another pack.Silver Fang.Leonard.
(Steamy scenes)His fingers traced a burning path up the inside of her thigh, a slow, deliberate promise. The blanket had slipped away, and the cool air of the study was a sharp contrast to the heat of their tangled bodies. Her skin was still sensitized, every nerve ending singing from their previous joining, and his lightest touch felt like a brand.“Every inch,” he repeated, his voice a dark whisper against her lips before he kissed her again. This kiss was different—not the claiming fury of before, but a deep, savoring exploration. He tasted her slowly, his tongue sliding against hers as his hand finally cupped her sex. She was still swollen, incredibly wet, and she arched into his palm with a soft, needy sound.He broke the kiss, his eyes burning into hers. “I want to taste you.” The words were a low command, not a request. “I want to feel you come against my tongue.”Before she could form a coherent thought, he was moving. He slid down her body, his lips leaving a trail of fire o
(Steamy scenes)The ghost of a smile vanished, replaced by a raw, predatory hunger. “You have no idea,” he growled.He didn’t let her move from the desk. His hands, still trembling slightly from his own release, slid from her hair down her back, pressing her flush against him. He could feel the dampness between them, a slick, intimate mess cooling on their skin. He kissed her again, slower this time, a deep, languid exploration that tasted of salt and satisfaction. When he pulled back, his eyes were dark pools of renewed intent.“My turn,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her chest.He hooked his hands under her knees and lifted, turning her with a smooth, powerful motion until she was on her hands and knees on the wooden surface. The shift was sudden, dominating. A soft gasp escaped her as the cool air kissed her exposed backside. He stepped close behind her, his hands running possessively over the curve of her ass, kneading the firm flesh.“You’re so beautif
Draven pov(Steamy scenes)He didn’t remember deciding to move, but his boots were already carrying him across the training field, gravel crunching with a purpose that echoed the new certainty in his chest. The pack house loomed, its windows glowing like warm amber in the deepening twilight. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat that drowned out the evening quiet. Allene.Her chambers were in the west wing, separate from his own. A formality of their contract. A lie he was done living.He took the stairs two at a time, the sound of his footsteps swallowed by the thick hallway runner. Outside her door, he paused. A sliver of golden light spilled from beneath it. He could hear the faint rustle of papers inside.He didn’t knock.The door swung open under his hand, and he stepped inside.Allene stood by her desk, still in her training leathers, a map of the racecourse spread before her. She jumped at the sudden intrusion, her head snapping up. Surprise flashed in her eye
Jessica’s POVJessica stood in front of the small mirror in her room, staring at her reflection.Her hands rested gently on her stomach.For a long moment, she didn’t move.Then slowly, a smile spread across her face.“I’m really pregnant…” she whispered softly.The words still felt unreal.For days she had been hoping. Praying. Waiting.Now it was finally true.Jessica had never felt happiness like this before. Her heart was beating so fast it almost hurt. It felt like everything she had struggled for… everything she had suffered… was finally about to pay off.A child.Leonard’s child.She closed her eyes for a moment and remembered the past few weeks.The fear.The pain.The humiliation.The way Leonard had locked her away and starved her.The way she had cried alone in that room.At the time, she had convinced herself it was her fault.She had believed it was because she had failed to give Leonard a child.Because she was not enough.But now everything had changed.Now she had what
Draven's POVI sheathed my nails and willed my bare fangs to return to normal. My wolf growled with uncontrollable anger inside me and I had no choice buut to tamp him down.The copper taste of blood lingered at the back of my throat as I dragged air into my lungs. Each inhale scraped, raw and puni
Allene’s POVI did not see it coming.One moment, the air was thick with cheers and dust and sweat and the metallic taste of challenge. The next, the world fractured.I remember Draven’s eyes first.They were wrong.Not angry. Not wild in the way wolves get when they fight. Not the controlled bruta
Allene’s POVThe events that went down with the alpha council still echoed in mind, not just in sound, but also with the weight of the decisions that had been unmade and the the threats that lingered like a thunder storm.The memory still flickered showing the Stern faves of the elders, the smug lo
Allene's POV“During the fight at the two seas that intersect the rogue kingdoms, you lost two of your closest wolves to Leonard,” I said quietly. “He killed them after ambushing them. There was no formal declaration of war before he carried out his attack on your wolves, who were only returning fr







