ANMELDENBella's PoV The mating ball had drawn a large crowd of wolves and she-wolves. I looked around admiring my surroundings. The décor was exquisite, the music lively, and the food nothing short of perfection. “Jade and Hudson truly outdid themselves with the preparations,” I remarked to Chad, liftin
Rohan's PoV The party was at its peak. Unmated wolves from all over the world had gathered for the mating ball. All of Zoe and Zena’s siblings had come as well, the air buzzing with excitement as everyone anticipated finding their mates. Even my brother Jaden looked unusually expectant. As fo
Chad's PoV Rohan had always been different from his father and brother—even his aura carried something distinct. After hearing Jade speak about her mother’s ancestry, everything began to make sense. Jade’s mother was not a she-wolf. She had left her homeland in search of Jade’s father, carrying
Rohan’s PoV Pleasure coursed through me as my two beautiful nymphs kneeled before me and I unloaded every drop of cum on them. "Fuck!" I cursed feeling my shaft hardened again. They were insanely beautiful, maddeningly perfect. The room permeated with their intoxicating scents. I knew it was a
Zena’s PoV When Rohan’s mother invited us to visit the orphanage, Zoe and I loved the idea. We had always been good with children. Gia’s sons adored us, and so did Serenya’s daughter. I made a mental note to call her—her second child must be due any day now. The children lined up eagerly to rece
Rohan’s PoV The long summer vacations I spent with Aunt Arona’s family at the White Claw pack felt as though they had happened only yesterday. Zoe and Zena were always there, every single day, ready to play. Their mama would open a portal, and all her children would pour through it—bursting with
Hendrick’s POV Her robe slipped through my hands like a promise. I undressed her slowly, reverent as a thief who’s finally allowed to take the rarest thing in the world. Every inch of her held me—every soft slope, every little freckle, the way moonlight pooled at the hollow of her throat. My wolf
Bella’s PoV I gripped the marble counter with both hands, trying to anchor myself as Chad’s expert hands roamed my body. His mouth was everywhere—hot kisses trailing down my neck, over my collarbone, lower still until he freed my breast and sucked greedily, making me arch into him. “We need to g
Hendrick’s POV The hall blurred behind me—the music, the laughter, the clink of crystal—replaced by a single, sharp thread of panic that pulled me like a chain. Lilly wasn’t where she’d been supposed to be. Not in the Grand Hall, not in any of the powder rooms. I moved through the palace with th
Chad’s POV The White Claw Pack smelled like rain, old leather, and memory. Every breeze through the pines carried a sliver of the past—laughter in the courtyard, the sharp sting of battle, whispers at graves. Bella drew a slow, reverent breath beside me; her fingers found mine without looking. I l







