LOGINXaden:
My gaze was fixed on the ceiling, pondering why my inner wolf had stayed silent since I handed Zina the divorce papers and rejected her. Clearly, he was upset, and I was bothered, too.
I had expected Zina to grasp onto my dress, begging and wailing until her eyes were sore, but she didn't. She only signed and left, as though she'd been expecting it, and It only meant one thing—she was genuinely guilty of what she was accused of. I couldn't bring myself to dwell on that. Deciding to end things with Zina wasn't my choice—it felt like my only option to protect what I'd worked hard for. The thought of that embarrassing video circulating throughout the pack was unbearable.Jerking me out of my thoughts, Trina's cologne filled my nostrils and when I spun around the door, my eyes almost bulged out of its sockets. Her enticing mini gown accentuated every curve, and my gaze lingered on her face,staring into her green orb eyes.
She approached me with a seductive aura, cupping my face gently before leaning in for a kiss. In that moment, I realized she embodied everything I longed for in a woman, and I eagerly looked forward to building a family with her. I smiled and gently pulled her hands off my face, while standing up. She scrunched up her face In disapproval of what I had just done." How did you get that video?" I asked, not that I cared,but just wanted to know if I could visit whatever club she worked at, and catch her red handed.
"What video?" She crossed her arms, and rolled her eyes away from me nonchalantly.
"Really? Don't play games with me, Trina! You know what I'm talking about!" I shouted, and she staggered back in fear before reluctantly speaking up."Uh, my friend in the RedMoon pack sent it to me. She recorded it when she met her, and..." She paused, shaking her head.
"She mentioned seeing her almost every time she visits there,can you imagine?" she said nonchalantly, prompting a disapproving click of my tongue in response.
As soon as the name was mentioned, something struck me – the RedMoon pack?
That's on the east side of the country , and it was a six-hour journey. How could she visit there every night and still wake up every morning to work, and prepare my food?Something didn't add up. Was Trina lying to me?
"What? I told you nothing but the truth," she responded wearily, noticing the intensity of my disapproving gaze.
"Look Xaden, Zina is nothing but a whore, a slut and a liar . It's best you forget her," my wolf, Ray,who had been silent, suddenly whined angrily at her words. It felt like pulling out its claws and tearing her apart, but I suppressed him.
my senses when her soft, tender lips suddenly met mine. Pulling away for a moment, my eyes inadvertently peeped through her cleavage. I knew I was hurting Zina, but I couldn't help it. Trina seemed superior to Zina in every aspect, and I couldn't wait to make Trina my Luna, believing we would rule the pack together and thrive. However, I was wrong. Days turned into weeks, then months and years since I made Trina my Luna to erase Zina from my mind and give me what I had always wanted, a child. Yet, nothing improved, even though she bore me a child. It felt as if Zina had been a sort of a good luck charm for the pack, and since she left, so did the good luck.I felt miserable without her. It was as though she only had the key to my well being, and now that she was gone, I was completely losing my mind. Trina didn't make things easier for me, either, as she was always nagging, complaining and getting on my nerves every fucking time.
We faced constant attacks, plagues, and nothing seemed to get better. Even the pack doctor, whom I believed had cures for everything, couldn't heal those who were constantly sick.Each passing day felt more bitter, and when I tried bringing Zina back to restore the lost luck, she was nowhere to be found. No trace of her or her family.
Of course I went in search of her, and realized A new Alpha took over her father's pack, now called The Crystal pack. For the first time, I was genuinely concerned about her and what could have possibly happened.Tears slowly trickled down my eyes as I stared at my mother's picture on my phone. The genuine smile captured in that image was a stark contrast to her current state. Her smile that shone so brightly, revealing her perfect set of teeth, seemed to have waded off, and was now replaced with a dull one.
"Alpha, Alpha!" I heard James' voice from afar, and I quickly wiped away any trace of my tears off my face.
He bowed and panted incessantly upon standing, prompting me to tell him to take several breaths. He must have run quite a distance. "Beta, what is it?" I asked once his breathing had slowed.Yes, my former Beta, Jared, who was very intelligent and had solutions to almost every problem, also left the pack, once he realized that Zina was gone. I was so stupid to have let Zina slip off my hands.
"Doctor Sean finally acknowledged our letter, and she's decided to treat your mother!" I stood up almost immediately upon hearing James' words. It was genuinely the best news I'd received in a long while. Doctor Sean was renowned as the best doctor in the country, with numerous successes and accomplishments, including rumors that she could possibly raise the dead. We had sent her countless emails and letters seeking help for my mother, who was in a terrible state, but never received a response. Now that she had responded, excitement shot up my body and my once dull face was replaced with a very bright one. "But we have a problem," James said, and I felt my heart skip a beat. "She isn't willing to come to this pack, so she requested we bring her to her pack where her hospital is, in two days' time." "That isn't a problem, James. We'll move in two days, so just get Mum ready because the pack is quite far from here," I said, and he immediately scurried out of the room.I brought out my phone and stared at my mother's picture once again. Finally, she would be getting treated, and I would give up anything for Doctor Sean just to see my mother smile like that again.
POV: JaredThe crimson glow of Xaden's taillights vanished beyond the bend, swallowed whole by the darkness. But his presence lingered thick and suffocating, like the acrid smell of smoke after a fire. My fists curled so tightly my knuckles cracked, but the tremor in my hands betrayed me. I couldn't let Zina see it. Not now.Not after this.She knelt on the damp earth, clutching Asher so fiercely it seemed as if letting go would splinter him into irreparable pieces. The boy's muffled sobs pierced the suffocating silence, each one a blade twisting deeper into my chest. I dropped to one knee beside them, the gravel biting into my skin as I reached out and brushed Zina's shoulder.She flinched hard."Zina." My voice came out hoarse, the strain roughening the edges. "We need to move. Now."She lifted her head, her face pale and streaked with tears. Her bloodshot eyes locked on mine, wild and desperate. "He'll find us, Jared." Her voice cracked, the words barely a whisper. "He always finds
Zina's POVThe cabin door shut behind Jared, leaving me alone with Asher and the deafening silence that seemed to stretch forever. I clutched Asher tighter, my arms wrapped protectively around him as if that could shield him from everything outside. My eyes darted toward the windows, the curtains drawn tightly, but it didn't stop the fear crawling beneath my skin.Jared had promised we were safe here that no one could find us. But the footprints he'd spotted outside told a different story.I kissed Asher's forehead, brushing back the mess of curls stuck to his skin. He stirred slightly, murmuring something in his sleep, but didn't wake. At least one of us could rest.I envied him envied his innocence and belief that Jared and I could protect him. I wanted to believe it, too. But after everything we'd been through, trust didn't come so easily anymore.The fire in the stone hearth crackled softly, but instead of calming me, it only made the shadows dance more wildly across the walls. I
Zina's POVMy gaze drifted toward the window, the curtains half-drawn but still letting in the faint glow of the streetlights. The glass reflected the room around us—the soft glow of the lamps, the shadows dancing along the walls. But for the briefest moment, I thought I saw something else—a flicker of movement outside.The hair on the back of my neck prickled.I froze, my heart stuttering in my chest as I strained to see past the reflection. Nothing. Just the night. Just shadows."What's wrong?" Jared's voice pulled me back, and I turned quickly, forcing a smile."Nothing." I shook my head. "Just my imagination."His eyes lingered on mine, searching. Jared could always tell when something was off. It was one of the things I both loved and hated about him. He saw too much."Zina," he said softly, "don't do that thing where you pretend everything's fine when it's not."I laughed nervously. "I'm not pretending. I swear.""Then why do you look like you just saw a ghost?"I hesitated, uns
POV: Unknown PersonThe night was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones and lingered, but I barely noticed. The wind howled around me, sending leaves skittering across the rooftop, but I stayed still, cloaked in darkness. The only thing that mattered was the scene unfolding through the softly glowing window across the street.I pressed the binoculars closer to my face, my gaze narrowing as I brought them into sharper focus. Inside, Jared and Zina sat together, their faces lit by the golden glow of the room. The way they laughed, their heads tilted toward one another, made my stomach twist. They looked so happy, so at peace.Jared leaned closer to her, whispering something. Whatever he said made her laugh—a full, carefree laugh that filled the space around her. She tilted her head back, exposing the curve of her neck, and I felt a bitter taste rise in my throat. He touched her arm lightly, as if reassuring her of something, and her hand came to rest over his, her fingers l
Zina POV I stare down my body as Jared wraps a fist around his cock and angles it down to drag the blunt head over my clit. It feels dirty and a little bit wrong, and I never want it to stop. Gods, how is this hotter than some of the sex I've had? Is it purely because it's him? I don't have an answer. Not now. Maybe not ever.He waits a beat and then strokes me again, circling my clit just like I did with my fingers earlier. I hold my breath, willing him to do more. It's as if Jared draws the thought right out of my head, because he drags his cock down wetting himself with my desire. Wicked. This is so beyond wicked.It's on the tip of my tongue to beg him to fuck me now, but I bite the words back. No matter how delirious pleasure makes me, I'm still aware enough to know that I've pushed him to his limit tonight. If I try for more, there's every chance he'll push back. That he'll stop the decadent motion of his cock through my folds. Down, and then up to circle my clit, and then bac
Jared POV "Daddy, please."I trailer my tongue down her ear and neck, I could feel her heart pulsing against my lips."Is that all you got? You have to beg me for it." I whispered against her chest.I have no words to describe what I'm feeling now, not with her naked in my home, her tanned skin flush with desire for my touch. I skate my hand over her stomach, hating Xaden and everyone else for making her this stressed out."Daddy." Zina presses back against me, leaning her head against my shoulder, giving herself to me entirely. "Please."As if I could stop now, even if I wanted to. We're on this road to the end together, well past the point of no return. I don't waste any more time. I cup her pussy, and I can't help my growl when I find her wet and wanting. "You enjoy these games. Enjoy being on display."She nods. "Yes daddy, I enjoy it so much."I concentrate on moving slowly, because the alternative is to fall on her like a starving creature and undo all the fragile restraint I'v
POV: ZinaThe kitchen felt quieter than it had moments ago, though the silence was far from comforting. My gaze lingered on the closed door, the echo of Trina's heels against the floor replaying in my mind like a haunting melody. I should have felt victorious—watching her crumble under the weight o
POV: ZinaThe knock at the door wasn't surprising; I'd been expecting a delivery. Asher's new schoolbooks had been delayed for days, and I had spent the morning waiting to sign for them. But when I opened the door, my stomach clenched.Standing there, dressed as though she'd stepped out of a fashio
POV: JaredIt was a quiet morning in the office, the kind where everything felt routine. The hum of my computer filled the room as I worked through an endless string of emails. I liked mornings like this—structured, predictable. But the peace shattered in an instant.The door to my office slammed o
A Mother's Dilemma Zina POV The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, painting the kitchen with a soft glow. I had barely slept, my mind running circles around the storm Xaden had stirred up. His words from last night haunted me: the anger, the betrayal, and his unspoken promise to not







