LOGINHis hand wrapped around my throat in claim, as he pinned me against the cold stone wall. “You’re mine,” he growled, his breath hot against my lips. “Every breath and every heartbeat you take. Mine.” But his nephew’s voice echoed in my mind: “You deserve better than a man who treats you like furniture.” I never wanted this bond. Alpha Zane forced me into a contract marriage—bear him an heir, then disappear. He made it clear I’m nothing more than a child-bearing vessel. A servant elevated to Luna only because the Moon Goddess cursed us both. But his nephew, Kaius, sees me differently. He’s kind where Zane is cruel. Gentle where Zane is possessive. He offers me everything my mate hides from me: respect, partnership, freedom. The problem? My body responds to Zane’s dominance even as my heart breaks from his coldness. And the more Kaius shows me what love could look like, the more dangerous this becomes. Because Zane may not love me—but he’ll destroy anyone who tries to take what’s his. Even his own family. Torn between the mate who owns my soul and the man who sees it—which desire will damn me first?
View MoreTiana His thumbs brushed over my nipples again and I couldn’t stop the sound that escaped my throat. Heat flooded through me, pooling low in my belly in a way that had nothing to do with pregnancy and everything to do with the man whose hands were on me. “Zane.” His name came out of me breathless in a way that should have embarrassed me. But I was beyond embarrassment. Or thinking about what this meant or whether we should be doing it. All I could focus on was the feel of his hands on my breasts, the pressure of his thumbs circling my nipples, and the way my entire body had gone tight with want. “If you want me to stop, tell me now.” “Don’t stop,” I replied The growl that came from him was pure male satisfaction. His hands moved with new purpose, palming my breasts fully now, kneading them with a pressure that bordered on rough but felt perfect. My nipples were so sensitive—had been since the pregnancy started—and every touch sent sparks of pleasure racing through m
Zane I stared at the map spread across my desk, the red marks indicating rogue sightings multiplying like a disease spreading through our territory. Seven incidents had been recorded in the past two weeks and I was not sure how to feel about it. All testing our defenses at different points. I was certain that it wasn’t random. Rogues didn’t organize like this unless someone was directing them. “The pattern suggests they’re probing for weak points,” Ezra said, leaning over the map. “Testing response times and guard rotations.” “Preparing for something bigger.” I traced the line of marks with one finger. “They’re gathering intelligence.” “Should we increase patrols?” “Yes. Double the night watch on the eastern border. That’s where they’ve been most active.” I made notes on the report. “And I want eyes on the elder meetings. If someone’s feeding information to rogues, it’s coming from inside the pack.” Ezra’s expression darkened. “You think the corruption goes that de
Tiana “I’m afraid I have some news.” Healer Iris’s voice carried a tone that immediately made my stomach tighten with anxiety. I sat up straighter on the examination table, my hands instinctively moving to my stomach. “Is something wrong? With the pup?” “No, no.” She waved a hand, then let out a soft chuckle. “Nothing like that. The pup is fine. This is about me, actually.” The relief was immediate but short-lived as I waited for her to continue. “I’ve been summoned for a sacred pilgrimage,” Iris explained, moving to organize her instruments. “It’s required of all senior healers every decade. We take a journey to the Moon Temple to renew our oaths and receive blessings from the Goddess.” “Oh.” I processed that information slowly. “How long will you be gone?” “Six to eight weeks, depending on travel conditions and how long the ceremonies take.” She glanced at me, and I saw something that might have been an apology in her eyes. “I know the timing isn’t ideal. You’re st
Zane There were still tears in her eyes and it disturbed the flow of her speech. I knelt there in front of her, my hand still on her shoulder, completely out of my depth. I had faced rogue attacks that could have destroyed everything I had built. I had made hard decisions that cost lives and harder ones that saved them. But I had no idea what to do with a crying pregnant woman on the floor of her chambers. “Tiana,” I said quietly. “You said you are sorry?” “Yes.” She shook her head. “Why?” “Because everything is wrong and I don’t know how to fix it.” My hand moved from her shoulder without conscious thought, settling gently on her stomach. In the place where our pup was growing. She didn’t pull away. Just covered my hand with both of hers, holding it there like she needed the connection as much as I suddenly did. “The healer said the pup is healthy,” I said, trying to understand. “I know.” “Then what?” “That’s the problem.” She let out a shaky breath. “






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