Mag-log inElira Ashwyn pushes herself up from Kaedrin Thornvale's massive chest, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs as she scrambles to pull the fallen linen sheet over her plush, four-foot-five frame. Her dark skin burns hot with embarrassment, but the lethal tension radiating from the Alpha warrior pinned beneath her wipes away every shred of shame.Kaedrin does not move. He stays sprawled on the cold stone floor where they tumbled, his silver eyes flashing with raw, untamed fury as his wolf shifts just beneath his skin. His hand remains clamped on her full hip, his fingers digging into her waist as if holding his world together while the territory shatters around them."Fenros!" Kaedrin roars, his voice vibrating through the floorboards like thunder. "What high-council nonsense is this?!"The heavy wooden doors burst open, swinging violently on their iron hinges. Fenros Greymane charges into the grand living den, his leather armor spattered with fresh blood, his breath coming in rag
"Help! Help! The Elder is trying to force my heat!"Elira Ashwyn grips the cold iron doorframe of the storage room, her voice echoing in a desperate shriek off the damp stone walls. Her short four-foot-five frame strains as she fights, but High Elder Maelis’s massive, calloused hand clamps around her waist, dragging her thick, curvy body backward into the dark chamber. Tears of pure terror spill over her dark cheeks, burning her skin as she clawed at his heavy leather sleeves.She screams until her throat goes raw, but in this deep, isolated wing of the tavern, her cries bounce off empty stone.Through the narrow gap of the closing door, a flickering ray of hope ignites in her chest. A tavern servant moves down the far corridor, carrying a wooden tray of flagons.Elira forces every drop of air from her lungs, her wolf howling beneath her skin. "Help me! He is forcing my heat! Call the pack enforcers! Please! Help me!"The servant stops, his cold eyes sweeping over her short, voluptuou
Ever since High Elder Maelis was forced to publicly clear my name, he stopped summoning me to his grand inner sanctuary or making lewd, lingering comments about my body.I start to believe the storm has finally passed, and my heart loosens its tight coil. Tomorrow is the solstice feast, and I am desperately looking forward to a break from the Ravenshade Moon Dominion. I plan to buy fresh game meat and mountain berries to visit Elder Maelis's former lineage healer, who has been overseeing my kin's recovery. Her condition stabilized the moment we moved her to the upper sanctuary.The second I finish rolling my final estate map scrolls for the day, Elder Maelis’s heavy footfalls echo through the hall."Elira Ashwyn, do not head back to your quarters just yet," Maelis commands, his sharp Alpha scent drifting into my small drafting space. "Gather your materials and accompany me. We have an evening summit with a visiting high-ranking clan. The dominion will compensate your pack tribute for
Elira Ashwyn avoids Elder Maelis for seven solid days, but his heavy, predatory scent keeps drifting through the administrative corridors of the Ravenshade Moon Dominion. I keep my head down, my short four-foot-five frame blending into the bustle of the high-end estate management office. I smooth my dark hands over the thick wool of my tunic, adjusting the heavy collar to ensure every single mating mark Kaedrin left on my neck remains completely hidden from curious eyes.I step into the quiet sanctuary of the grand tea chamber to retrieve a clay jar of steeped herbal tonic for my morning shift. The air inside smells of rich pine and drying herbs. I reach for the jar, but voices filtering through the side stone archway freeze me in place."Is that the plump female from the estate division who sold her body to Elder Maelis?""It has to be her. Look at how fast her territorial designs were selected over the senior managers."My heart hammers against my ribs, my wolf bristling violently b
"You are crushing my ribs, Kaedrin!"Elira Ashwyn gasped as the towering Alpha pinned her four-foot-five frame against the heavy oak lining of the silver-plated carriage. Her dark skin flushed under his sweltering heat, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs as she pushed against his broad chest. The sweet scent of summer honey and wild moss rolled off her plus-size body, driving the Alpha insane.Kaedrin Thornvale did not loosen his grip. His silver eyes flashed midnight black, his wolf scratching furiously at his chest to claim her. "You think you can run from your Alpha, little mate?" he growled, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrated straight through her core. His large hands cupped her cheeks, trapping her face. He plunged his tongue past her lips, stealing her breath in a possessive, punishing kiss that demanded total surrender.He hoisted Elira’s voluptuous hips directly onto his lap, his calloused palm gripping her full thigh through her thick winter layers. Her s
"Come here, little female," Kaedrin rumbles, his broad hand shooting out to wrap firmly around Elira’s plush wrist, tugging her short four-foot-five frame flush against his massive, broad chest. "Stay behind me. Look at that fool’s enraged face. Are you not worried he will swing his claws at you?" he murmurs into her ear, his warm, heavy breath brushing against her dark skin and sending a violent shiver straight down her spine."They are completely in the wrong!" Elira snaps back, her dark eyes blazing with fierce, golden sparks of anger as her full chest heaves against his leather tunic. "They provided disgraceful service, insulted our rank, and humiliated us in front of the entire high-court hall! Why should I surrender my hard-earned silver pieces to disrespect?!"Kaedrin’s harsh lips curve into a slow, dangerously fond smirk, his thick fingers gently stroking her dark hair back from her flushed face. "Leave this to your mate."He turns his gaze back toward Manager Torric, his silv







