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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
Chad’s 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 wasn’t just a wolf anymore. He moved wrong, smelled wrong, his presence pressing against my senses like a
Bella’s 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 same—beautiful, intoxicating, and overwhelming. My stomach twisted with unease. Beauty, this unnatural, always carried
Hello everyone. I mistakenly sent the previous chapter unfinished. I have now completed it. Once my editor approves it, you will be able to read the full version. My apologies, and thank you for your understanding.
Bella’s PoV A figure stepped through the light, robed in flowing silks, her presence commanding the room without effort. My knees went weak—not from fear, but from recognition. Her eyes—my eyes—locked onto mine. “Mama?” I whispered, voice breaking. My mother, Verbena, smiled, serene and deva







