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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
Zoe’s PoV I never imagined my first kiss with Rohan would happen like that—while he dragged both Zena and me out of some sketchy bar. He was furious. I could feel his wolf’s aura bristling with anger. Rohan’s kiss was intense—territorial, consuming—and the fact that our bond hadn’t even snapped
Hendrick’s PoV The moment she stepped inside the grand hall, the air left my lungs. Lilly. Every man’s gaze shifted to her, and every murmur lingered on her beauty. Her gown hugged her curves, her golden hair spilling like molten sunlight over her shoulders. She was breathtaking, and my wolf h
Hendrick’s PoV At first, it wasn’t my intention to listen. But Lycan hearing doesn’t ask permission—it simply sharpens every sound, pulls every word, whether you want it. I caught fragments of Lilly’s voice, trembling, raw. Jason. Friends. Melanie is killing them. The shame in her tone carved into
Hendrick’s PoV The tunnel was colder the deeper we went, damp stone pressing around us, shadows swallowing even the torchlight. Bella’s incantations filled the air, soft but commanding, her hands glowing as she whispered words older than kingdoms. Flames sparked to life along the walls, illuminati
Lilly’s PoV The walls were closing in. I sat on the edge of the bed in that cold, impersonal room Sadie had shoved me into, my hands clenched so tightly my nails bit crescent moons into my palms. The truth still rang in my head like a curse I couldn’t shake: Melanie killed my mother. She stole m







