Se connecterHer breath catches, and she bows her head immediately in submission. “You of all people know that Sienna did not abandon her son. She was abused and manipulated for years here under your Alpha’s rule and forced out. That’s a far cry from what you claim happened.” Landon’s posture tightens. His eye
(Arthur’s POV)I stand at my full height inside the threshold, towering over Landon and Brianna with a deadpan stare locked firmly on Landon. Landon briefly flips through the folder and then closes it. “What power do you have to force us into allowing our son to be part of a wedding between strange
“Well, let’s all help ourselves to something before we get started. Let me just set this planning binder on the table here. Come along, I myself want coffee and a triple chocolate muffin.” We all make our way to the delicacies, including Elizabeth. As I pour cream into my coffee and pick a cherry t
There’s something I never thought I’d need to worry about seeing to. After the disappointment and heartbreak over Landon, I just assumed it would never happen… Sadness washes over me briefly upon realizing that, even though I have wedding plans with the former Luna Queen and Alpha Princess, it's no
The judge scoffs. “I’ll allow it. Narrow your scope, Ms. Cordova.”She smiles sweetly. “Thank you, Your Honor.”“Owen, hasn’t your father’s chosen mate, Brianna, always treat you like her own child?”My chest tightens.“Sure, when she’s showing off for Father, but the second she got Ninny out of the
(Sienna’s POV)I never thought this day would come—an official legal proceeding where I might actually have a chance to be granted visitation to see my son legally. I close my eyes and picture an agreement that Landon and Brianna are compelled to follow.But still…the environment is intimidating, an
After the banquet, all I want is a hot shower, my bed, and thirty minutes without my phone buzzing.But clearly, bad luck was still following me.Instead, when the car drops me off and I walk toward my building, a figure steps out from the shadows near the entrance. Of course. Landon.He’s leaning
The moment I can, I escape. I mumble an excuse about needing some air, smile at whoever’s in my path, and weave through the crowd until I reach the large glass doors leading out to the terrace.The night air hits my skin like cool water. I inhale sharply, trying to steady myself. My palm still tingl
Arthur looked at me like my rejection had short-circuited something in his brain. For half a second, his mask slipped. Then the pressure in the room shifted as he let his dominance out on purpose, as if he could force me to reconsider through sheer intimidation.The air thinned, but I held my ground
The words hit like a physical blow. My chest aches as if someone has reached in and twisted my heart. My wolf whimpers, a sound of pure, helpless grief.“I—” I start, but my throat closes.I force a breath in, tasting champagne and perfume and the faint metallic tang of my own rising pain. I want to







