Se connecter~LucianThe road leading to the council building curved through the heart of Ashenhowl’s territory, and for once it felt unusually peaceful.The engine hummed steadily beneath my hands as I drove, the quiet of the morning settling between Nadia and me. The chaos and passion of the full moon night had passed, leaving the pack in the warm afterglow of celebration.Beside me, Nadia sat with her hands folded lightly in her lap, her dress flowing neatly around her legs. The brown dress looked perfect on her. Like she was made for every outfit. And of course, it was another fortune spent to get that dress for her.She deserved it.Every now and then I caught her looking out the window, watching wolves moving through the streets, their expressions still bright from the festivities that had carried well into dawn.The council building appeared ahead of us, standing tall at the center of the grounds. Even from a distance, I could see the activity around it.Guards were stationed at their posts
~NadiaThe space smelled sweetly like pine… and sex. I could feel it in every thud of my pulse. Lucian's hand on mine was assuring as the guards closed the door, sealing us in.I lifted my eyes to him and they found his calm expression. In contrast, I could feel adrenaline rushing in his veins from his touch. The way his hands were warm. The way he clutched my waist a little too tight when he pulled me in.Then he leaned into me and kissed my neck, hot breath clouding my senses.One second I was melting in his arm, the next I was taken to the wall with a swift movement.. one that almost felt rude.But it made my pussy drip.The way he pinned me to the wall like I belonged there, lowering to reach my neck. I tasted his breath when he groaned softly and took a bit of my skin in his mouth.I felt the graze of his teeth on me, cold liquid plastering on my skin. A soft moan escaped my lips, my arm moving instinctively, wrapping around his back, because I didn't want him to pull away for an
~LucianThe music had changed. The faces of the wolves did too. They still looked excited, just in a different way.Ecstatic.Wolf scents became even stronger, dominating the air like nothing else. I could feel it in my skin. In every breath I took.The females whined their bodies, while the males followed every instinct without restraint, drawing closer like it was impossible to resist the smell.Wolf scent… wild, thick, hot, irresistible.It is in its strongest scent during every full moon.In pairs, some moved toward a tree, pinning the women to the ancient bark and breathing in their scent, intensely, like they needed it for survival.Among the crowd, a female wolf, wrapped in nothing but a brown piece of cloth that barely covered her nipples. With a panty that was just 60 seconds away from being torn by the hard-bodied man holding her, his claws grazing her waist.She howled, just loudly enough for me to hear despite the cacophony of moans from other wolves.She had her head thro
~NadiaThe air was charged, buzzing with the sound of laughter, loud drums and dancing of excited wolves…exhilaration filled the air.I stood beside Lucian, I didn't even realize how much my lips had widened just staring at the joyful wolves.Who could have thought I would one day watch the crowd from the center.Before I turned eighteen, I was only allowed to participate in a few of the full moon events…dancing and feasting. After these, specified guards would move around and fetch out all the under-eighteen wolves, ensuring they were no longer in the gathering. Lucian would normally send a special guard to make sure I left and was safely taken to my room.But now look…I was no longer a kid. No longer one among the many wolves standing and cheering on the ones in authority.I was the one in authority, standing beside an Alpha whom the pack feared and respected like he was a second god.My feet were anchored to the ground. Every breath I took seemed to heighten my confidence.Lucian
~LucianThe door opened, and the world beyond it felt different, especially because I held Nadia beside me.I stepped out first, the shift from the quiet intimacy of Nadia’s chambers to the open corridor immediate and absolute. The air was cooler here, steadier, carrying the distant buzz of movement of the pack moving below.I offered a hand and she gently placed her hand on mine without hesitation. Her fingers were warm against mine, softer than the tension I could feel threaded through them. She didn’t pull away.Good.Tonight wasn’t a night for hesitation. Tonight, she will be seen.We moved forward together, the fabric of her dress flowing smoothly on the floor. A maid followed behind, guiding it. The soft clicking of her shoes grounded me and I squeezed her hand a little tighter.The corridor stretched ahead, long and lined with guards who straightened the moment we came into view. One by one, they bowed, their heads dipping in immediate acknowledgment.I saw the shift as their e
~NadiaThe room felt different, not just because of the number of people moving around me, or the soft rustling of fabric, or even the quiet clinking of jewelry being arranged carefully on the table beside the mirror.It was because of me. Because of who I was now.I sat still as one of the maids adjusted the fall of the fabric over my shoulder, her fingers gentle but precise, like she was afraid to get it wrong. Another knelt slightly to lock the buckles of my shoe where it wrapped around my ankles, making sure every silver stone was perfectly placed, and it held onto my feet just right.“Careful,” one of them murmured softly. “The stitching is delicate.”“I know,” the other replied, her tone just as hushed. “It was made for her.”For me.My fingers tightened slightly against my lap. For a moment, I just… breathed slowly. Quietly. Because even now, it still felt unreal.The fabric against my skin was soft…far softer than anything I had ever worn before. It clung to my skin in layers,







