WARNING This book contains mature scenes, explicit content, and potentially triggering themes. It is rated 18+ and is not suitable for readers under the age of 18. Reader discretion is advised. Claude Adams never wanted a mate—especially not her. As the Beta and son to the Alpha of the Rising Moon Pack, he knows fate isn’t something to fight. But when he meets the she-wolf destined to be his, the bond feels all wrong. Suffocating. A trap he can’t escape. So when a cryptic message—meant for a human—draws him onto a luxury cruise liner, he takes it as the perfect excuse to run. What he doesn’t expect is Nikolai Vladimirovich—a ruthless Russian Mafia boss with a dangerous aura and a stare that strips Claude down to something raw. What starts as a reckless, meaningless fling turns into something neither of them can walk away from. But Claude isn’t human. He was never meant to belong to Nikolai. And when the truth comes out, there will be no mercy. Because Nikolai doesn’t share. And fate? It doesn’t make mistakes.
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I FLEXED MY shoulders as I approached my fathers office. He had called for me about twenty minutes ago. I placed my balled fist on the door to his office, ready to knock but before I did, he muttered a “Come in.” I pushed the door open and my father was seated behind his desk, a smile playing on his lips. “Son, take a seat.” He said and I did. “You called.” I said curtly and his smile wilden. “Ahh, yes. I will just get straight to the point.” My father cleared his throat and placed his intertwined fingers on the desk. “There is a very important meeting that would be going on in Green Hill Pack—after the war and them helping us reclaim our pack, we have been offered a chance to —- and now that’s you’re no longer a kid, I want you to go to the meeting in place of me.” I swallowed harshly at the mention of the war, the same war that I had been rape by that—I pressed my eyes closed and puffed out a shaky breath. No, I couldn’t think of it. It has been five years since it happened and I am healing. “Claude?” I snapped my eyes open, cleared my throat and shifted in my seat. Right. I forced a smile and nodded “Of course I would love to go.When is the meeting?” “In two days time but it would be best you leave tomorrow.” I waited for him to continue talking then stifled a sigh when I realized he wouldn’t be giving me a reason as to why I should be leaving tomorrow when the meeting is in two days period. “Alright. Would that be all?” I asked and he wave his hand and without any more words said, I left his office. —— I arrived at Green Hill Pack and I was given an en-suite along with the few others that arrived earlier from other packs. I quickly took a shower and changed into fresh clothes. My eyes darted to the clock on the wall and since the meeting would be taking place tomorrow, I decided to take a stroll around the pack. I jogged over to a random stranger and cleared my throat. The man turned around and he looked to be around the same age as me. “Sorry for bothering you, but do you know any bar that’s close by?” I asked and his stiffness reduced as he eyed the building behind me and took in my scent. “You must be one of Alpha’s guest. If you’re driving you just need to go straight and then take a sharp turn to the left. It isn’t hard to miss since today is Sunday it’s going to be packed.” He grinned at me and my lips tugged at the side. “Thanks.” I muttered and walked towards the car I had brought to Green Hill Pack. Soon, my car was parked outside the bar and true to the strangers words, it was parked. As I entered, pretty much everyone moved away from me and I knew my scent was putting them off since I didn’t smell like I belonged here. I almost regretted making the decision to find a bar but since I was already here then fuck it. I ordered a quick drink and not up to five minutes, I had a female pressing her body into my side. “You aren’t from around here, are you?” She asked and I turned my head, my eyes raking over her figure before I shook my head. “No.” I answered curtly and she brought her face closer to mine and ran her tongue over her bottom lip. Her smile wilden and she leaned even closer and whispered in my ear. “Hmm, want to have some fun?” It it was any other time—preferably three years ago, I would have taken the opportunity any women threw at me and stick my cock in every single female I could but now, I just couldn’t. I wasn’t attracted to any of them. I wasn’t attracted to women. My drink was finally ready and I brought the cold glass to my lips and looked at her over the rim of the glass. “Sorry, love. I would have to decline your offer.” She huffed and threw her brown hair over her shoulder and I knew my rejection hurt her more than she was letting on. About five drinks later, my nose began to pick on a very very delicious scent that had me whipping my head so fast that I thought I would get whiplash. I tried to find where the scent was coming from and as soon as my eyes met with her, my whole body tensed and my eyes wilden. The females lips stretched in a wild grin and she began to walk towards me. My heart began to beat fast against my chest and I quickly scrambled out of my seat and dashed for the door. My hands were shaking as I reached for the handle of my car and spread down the road. I found my mate. I found my mate. Ifoundmymate. The thought was suppose to make me happy, finally my mate was suppose to be the most happiest moment in my life but I couldn’t bring myself to be happy. I knew what was wrong with me deep down. I knew why I wasn’t happy and that was because I was broken. He broke me. ———- I was late. I was fucking late to a very important meeting and if my father ever finds out, he would kill me. “Shit. Shit. Shit.” I muttered as I fixed my tie and rushed down the stairs to the hall we were using for the meeting. The door were already shut and I cleared my throat as I stood in front of it and the two guards eyed me then pulled the door open. All eyes were fixed on me as I walked into the room and I pushed the nervousness that creeped up my spine and made my way to the empty seat that was reserved for The Rising Moon Pack. “Sorry I’m late.” I said and a few of the Alphas and other ranking members sneered at me before Alpha Landon cleared his throat, taking the attention away from me. “Let’s continue,” Alpha Landon said and even with that, I couldn’t focus on what he was saying. The only thing that filled my senses was that scent again and even from where I was seated, I could feel her eyes on me. My mate was in the room with me and this time there was no chance at running away.NIKOLAIONE MONTH LATERHe hadn’t moved in five hours.Still in the same chair. Still staring at the same patch of wall like it held a way out of this. His leg bounced with a rhythm that didn’t match the silence in the room. Hands locked so tight they looked like they were fused together. Fingertips pale. Joints tense. Like if he loosened them, he’d fall apart right in front of me.A month ago, he had come into our room and told me he was going to raise the baby.No lead-up. No emotion. He didn’t look at me when he said it. Didn’t breathe. Just stood there in the doorway like a man already defeated.“I think I’m going to raise the baby,” he said.And that was it. No explanation. No plea. Just those words. Delivered flat and empty, like something he’d practiced saying a thousand times alone and hated every second of it.I didn’t ask questions. Didn’t need to. I’d already seen the signs. The baby books shoved under his side of the bed. The way he’d scrolled through newborn care guides a
CLAUDEI WOKE UP with a sharp gasp, chest rising too fast like I’d been yanked out of the ocean. My skin was damp, the sheets stuck to me, but none of it mattered. The bed was empty.My hand reached over instinctively, searching the space where he should’ve been. Nothing. Just cold fabric.“Nikolai,” I said, voice rough, too quiet.Fear started to build. Not loud or dramatic—just quick that my heart thudded hard, fast, like it knew something my brain hadn’t caught up to yet. I pushed the sheets off, stumbled out of bed, legs stiff and shaky. My hand hit the door and shoved it open. It slammed against the wall, but I didn’t care.What if last night wasn’t real? What if I dreamed it—him, his hands, his voice, the way he looked at me? What if I’d made the whole thing up because five months without him had turned me insane?His scent was still in the room, thick and so fucking there, but that didn’t mean anything. My mind had played worse tricks on me.I stepped into the hallway, jaw tigh
CLAUDEI DIDN’T REMEMBER how to breathe without him.Not really. Not in a way that made the air feel like something I deserved.But lying here now—beneath him, around him, with his breath brushing mine and his hands moving like they knew every part of me—I finally felt it again.The breathing. The being.His eyes were locked to mine, hands trailing every part of my body like he was afraid to miss an inch. Like he needed to memorize the way I trembled beneath him.“Claude,” he groaned against my lips, lips trailing down my jaw, my neck, kissing and sucking like he needed to taste me again.“Nikolai, please,” I begged, my hands gripping his shoulders, pulling him flush against me.He didn’t answer with words.Instead, he rose up, arms sliding beneath me in one smooth motion, and lifted me like I weighed nothing. My legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, my cheek pressing against the warm skin of his neck as he carried me. The stairs blurred past us—his scent, his heat, the quiet s
NIKOLAIHIS MOUTH HIT mine like war.No mercy. No pause. Just five fucking months of silence detonating between our lips like a bomb finally allowed to go off.I kissed him like I owed him my breath for every second I made him live without me. I shoved him to the wall, pressed him there, chest to chest, heart to heart, soul to fucking soul until the gasp he let out shattered the air between us.He pulled back first—barely.Chest heaving, lips raw, eyes red like he'd been fighting off tears for hours. He looked at me like he couldn’t believe I was real. Like I’d crawled out of his nightmares just to prove they weren’t the end of us.His fingers touched my face—shaking, desperate. Searching.“I thought I’d never—” His voice cracked apart like glass under pressure. “You came. You’re here. I didn’t think—fuck—I didn’t think—”“Breathe,” I muttered, grabbing his wrists and pressing them to my chest, grounding him with the weight of me. “You don’t have to think anymore. I’m here. I came for
NIKOLAIHIS LIPS PARTED like he wanted to speak. He stepped forward—once, then again—until Ava’s voice cut through like a blade dipped in venom.My gaze snapped to her. Then down—to the swell of her stomach.“What is going on here?” she asked, voice high and trembling, layered in forced confusion. “My mate and I were brought over from our home and…” Her words died mid-sentence.She saw me.Her eyes locked on, widened—recognition like a blade to the gut. She wasn’t looking at a man. She saw the devil. Good. I tilted my head slightly, expression unreadable as I looked at her.“A human is here?” she spat, like the word tasted wrong in her mouth. Her lip curled, and she scanned the room as if the joke would reveal itself.One of the twins—the councilman seated second from the right—arched a brow, unimpressed. “This human brought evidence,” he said crisply. “Of crimes committed against your mate. Verified recordings. Multiple voices. CCTV footage. Including yours.”Ava scoffed, her posture
NIKOLAIFOUR MONTHS AGOWhen I woke up, he wasn’t there. Not even a fucking hair strand out of place. Just gone—like he’d never existed. And what did I find out? That my Claude had been pinned to the ground like an animal and taken. No warning. No chance to fight back. Snatched and dragged away.Gone.And that was it.I tried. Christ, I really fucking tried. I did everything I did the last time—tried to slipped in, tried to tracked him, tried to used Enzo, used everyone I fucking could. Nothing worked. They were ready this time. Had it locked up tighter than a damn vault, and all I could do was watch the gates disappear right in my face.That was four months ago. And every single day since, I’ve been crawling up the walls. I haven’t slept right. I haven’t breathed right. Not without him beside me. Not when I had it all laid out—everything. A plan that would’ve worked. A future. Him in my arms, my bed, my fucking life. He marked me. He chose me. And they still took him.“Fuck,” I mutt
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