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Bella'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 The first thing I offered her was privacy. Each bedroom had a bathroom, and I showed her the one down the hall. She disappeared inside with fresh towels while I used the other. The hot water spray did little to cool the storm in my chest. The image of her—blood-streaked, defiant,
Bella’s PoV A soft knock stirred the quiet of our chamber. I straightened, cradling Serenya against me. “Come in,” I called. The door opened, and Oriana stepped through. She was radiant, her golden hair spilling down her back, her skin kissed by sunlight that never touched this realm. She was a
Bella’s POV I sealed Abelina’s prison with layers of magic so heavy that even the Goddess Hecate herself would have trouble undoing them. My hands shook, but not from exhaustion—from fury. Her treason had cut through us all, but I could see how it weighed most on Chad. He had known her for years,
Chad’s POV I wrap my arms around my Luna, wanting to fold her into me and shield her from every threat. “We’ll figure this out,” I murmur against her temple before pressing a kiss there. “Chad, let’s go back home. I want to see the children.” “Of course, Chérie. But you need to cover yourse







