LOGINBella's PoV The mating ball had drawn a large crowd of wolves and she-wolves. I looked around admiring my surroundings. The dĂŠcor was exquisite, the music lively, and the food nothing short of perfection. âJade and Hudson truly outdid themselves with the preparations,â 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 Zenaâs 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 brotherâeven his aura carried something distinct. After hearing Jade speak about her motherâs ancestry, everything began to make sense. Jadeâs mother was not a she-wolf. She had left her homeland in search of Jadeâs father, carrying
Rohanâs 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
Zenaâs PoV When Rohanâs mother invited us to visit the orphanage, Zoe and I loved the idea. We had always been good with children. Giaâs sons adored us, and so did Serenyaâs daughter. I made a mental note to call herâher second child must be due any day now. The children lined up eagerly to rece
Rohanâs PoV The long summer vacations I spent with Aunt Aronaâs 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 itâbursting with
Chadâs PoV The night reeked of iron, smoke, and blood. The ground was slick with it, and the cries of battle shook the forest canopy. My claws dug furrows into the soil as I faced Koren. He wasnât just a wolf anymore. He moved wrong, smelled wrong, his presence pressing against my senses like a
Bellaâs PoV The garden stretched endlessly before us, a sea of emerald grass and shimmering blooms swaying as though they whispered secrets to the wind. Every direction looked the sameâbeautiful, intoxicating, and overwhelming. My stomach twisted with unease. Beauty, this unnatural, always carried
Bellaâs PoV A figure stepped through the light, robed in flowing silks, her presence commanding the room without effort. My knees went weakânot from fear, but from recognition. Her eyesâmy eyesâlocked onto mine. âMama?â I whispered, voice breaking. My mother, Verbena, smiled, serene and deva
Bellaâs PoV I sensed Chad's change the moment he checked his phone. This was not the time for secrets. âTalk, Chad,â I pressed, folding my arms. âI get that you want to protect me from the ugliness, but Iâll be more stressed not knowing.â He let out a long sigh, rubbing his hand down his face







