LOGINAurora.The sound of glass shattering made me close my eyes, not because I was surprised, but because I was tired. So unbelievably tired.For one brief, stupid second, I'd allowed myself to believe tonight might be different.It wasn't."Aurora!"My stepfather's voice thundered through the apartment.I stared at the stack of textbooks spread across the tiny kitchen table and silently counted to five before getting up.One.Two.Three.Four.Five."AURORA!"The smell reached me before I entered the living room.Alcohol, vomit, and disappointment. The holy trinity of Richard Bennett, my mother's husband and quite possibly the worst mistake she'd ever made.I found him sprawled across the couch with an empty bottle hanging from his fingers. The coffee table had been knocked over, and something sticky coated the carpet.Wonderful.Just wonderful."What?" I asked.Richard squinted at me, his bloodshot eyes struggling to focus."There she is," he slurred. "You deaf now?""No.""Then why'd i
Selena. The first light of dawn had barely touched the horizon when I woke to the feeling of Denver’s hard body pressed against my back, his arm draped possessively over my waist. His cock was already thick and heavy against my ass, twitching with morning need. Seven years apart had done nothing to dull the hunger between us. If anything, it had sharpened it into something insatiable.I turned in his arms, pressing a slow kiss to his chest before sliding lower. Denver’s golden eyes cracked open, watching me with that dark, predatory intensity that made my stomach flutter.“Selena…” His voice was rough with sleep and lust.“Shh,” I whispered, kissing down the hard ridges of his abdomen. “Let me take care of you, Alpha.”His hand fisted gently in my hair as I settled between his powerful thighs. Up close, his cock was even more intimidating—thick, veined, and already leaking at the tip. I wrapped my fingers around the base, barely able to close them fully, and looked up at him through
Selena. The palace corridors blurred around us as Denver’s arm stayed locked around my waist, his grip firm and possessive.Every step sent heat racing through my veins. Seven years. Seven long, aching years of separation, and now his scent—dark cedar, smoke, and raw alpha power—wrapped around me like a drug I’d been denied for far too long.We barely made it through the heavy doors of his private chambers before his control snapped.The moment the door clicked shut, Denver spun me around and pinned me against the polished wood. His mouth claimed mine in a kiss that was no longer gentle. It was hunger. Years of pent-up need poured into every stroke of his tongue, every bite of his teeth against my lower lip. I moaned into him, fingers digging into his broad shoulders as he pressed his hard body flush against mine.“Selena,” he growled against my mouth, the sound vibrating through my chest. His voice had dropped into that deep, commanding timbre that made my knees weak. “Mine. Final
SELENA.The private lounge overlooked the entire eastern side of the kingdom.Soft, golden lights glowed beneath the glass, floor-to-ceiling windows, while distant mountains stretched endlessly beneath the moonlit sky. Somewhere far below, music drifted softly from the main palace halls, but up here everything felt quieter.More private.Like the rest of the world had disappeared entirely.I stared around the room slowly while Denver pulled out my chair for me.Candles flickered gently across the table between us, their warm light dancing across the dark wood and crystal glasses.“You did all this?” I asked softly.Denver looked almost offended.“Of course.”A laugh slipped from my mouth before I could stop it.Something about the terrifying Alpha King sounding personally offended that I questioned his ability to organize a date made warmth spread through my chest.He sat across from me, watching me carefully.And for once…There was no war in his eyes.No pressure.No desperation.Ju
SELENA.The ceremonial hall slowly began to empty after the ritual ended, but the atmosphere still felt heavy with magic and shock.Everywhere I looked, people whispered among themselves, still trying to process everything they had witnessed.The truth about Alec.Maxwell.Talia.Christopher.It felt strange knowing that after seven years of lies, everything had finally come crashing into the light in a single night.And somehow, I was still standing.I stood near one of the large stone pillars while Alec and Maxwell played quietly nearby beneath the watchful eyes of the guards. Alec already seemed protective of his brother, staying close to him like some instinct inside him refused to let Maxwell drift too far away again.The sight alone made my chest ache softly.“You look happier.”I turned at the familiar voice.Jameson walked toward me slowly, his expression softer than I had seen it in years.Tired too.Like the weight he had been carrying was finally beginning to settle.A sma
DENVER.For several seconds after the sacred light disappeared, nobody in the hall moved.It felt as though the entire pack had forgotten how to breathe.I still had one arm around Selena while Alec and Maxwell stood between us inside the remains of the sacred circle.My sons.The thought alone felt unreal.Alec was holding tightly onto my hand now, while Maxwell leaned cautiously against my leg, like he wanted closeness but still didn’t know if he was allowed to ask for it.Then slowly— One of the elders dropped to one knee.The movement echoed sharply through the silence.Another followed.Then another.Until the entire ceremonial hall bowed.Guards.Priests.Council members.Pack wolves.Every single person lowered themselves before us.Before their king.His Luna. And his heirs.The sight hit me harder than any battle I had ever fought.Because for the first time in years—My family was standing beside me.Whole.The high priest lowered his head deeply.“The bloodline of the Alp
Selena.Later that evening, I sat at the edge of my bed, fingers tracing the edge of the silk sheet, thinking about the day. The conversation.with Denver mother, Tiana cold words lingered, but none was enough to take my mind from thinking about him.About Denver. About the way his eyes lingered o
Denver.I was heading back to my room that evening when a guard intercepted me.“Alpha… your mother would like to see you in the sitting room,” he said.I rubbed the bridge of my nose, trying to wipe away the fatigue that had settled into my bones after the endless meetings, the elders’ scrutiny, a
Selena.I stood at the window and looked out at the land below. From here, I could see how large Denver’s pack truly was.The buildings stretched far into the distance. Roads, lights, homes, training grounds, guard towers. It was bigger.More developed. More structured than the pack I had come from
Denver.I was halfway down the hall to my room when one of the guards walked up to me.“Alpha, Tiana was here asking for you,” he said. “She’s waiting.”I didn’t think twice. “Give her access.”The door to my room had barely shut behind me when I started pulling off my jacket. My body felt heavy, t







