TYRIS’ POV I kissed her forehead again, letting my lips linger, slowly trailing down to her cheek and then the delicate curve of her neck. Her breath hitched the moment I found that soft, sensitive spot just beneath her ear.She giggled, low and feminine, her fingertips still sketching slow circles across my chest—light enough to tease, bold enough to make my pulse race.She knew exactly what she was doing.I tilted her chin and kissed her deeply, letting the moment stretch as our lips met with growing hunger. Her body shifted against mine, soft and warm, pressing into me with familiar eagerness. Her skin hummed beneath my touch, and the air between us turned electric.I slipped my hand to her shoulder and pushed the strap of her nightwear down gently. The silky fabric slid off like water, revealing her soft, perfect breasts. My mouth found them instantly. I sucked and squeezed with a hunger I didn’t hide. She arched into me with a breathless moan, fingers tangling in my hair.Each s
Tyris’ POV“How did your friend-making process with Denara go?” I asked, my voice casual, but my eyes fixed on Eva.She hadn’t said anything meaningful to me since returning from the courtroom earlier. Her silence wasn’t loud, but it was deep. And now that we were alone again, I had to know what was brewing in her mind.She looked up from the bed, her expression unreadable. I leaned in and kissed her forehead gently, hoping it would soften whatever wall she was building.“I don’t know,” she said with a half-shrug. “Could your brother be the real reason you don’t want me to become friends with her?”I blinked, caught off guard. “Did Rockan say something to you? Did he do anything to make you uncomfortable?” I asked quickly, pushing myself up from my resting position. My tone came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t help it.Eva chuckled softly, a sound laced with mischief. “If I say yes, are you going to fight him?” Her lips twitched. “At this time of the night?”I smirked, low
DENARA’S POVThe judgment had been passed, but peace did not follow.The courtroom was silent now—emptied of the noise and fury from earlier. The walls still echoed with cries of betrayal and the heavy clang of shackles, as if justice itself had weight that could not be lifted.I stood alone in the corridor just outside, leaning against the cold stone wall. My fingers trembled. Not from weakness—but from the storm I’d kept caged within.Behind the courtroom doors, my past had been sentenced. But it still bled inside me.A soft hand brushed my arm. I turned, expecting Rachel.It was Eva.“You were strong in there,” she said quietly, her eyes wide with something unreadable. “So strong.”I gave her a tired smile. “Strength isn’t always a choice.”She nodded, her gaze lingering longer than it should have. “Still… I admire it. Not everyone could fight against their own enemies and walk away.”I didn’t respond. Some wounds didn’t need words. And some words felt too sharp to speak aloud.The
DENARA’S POVIt had been a few days since Tyris returned with his mate and her sister. I was sure Rockan had told him everything that had happened during his absence, because they immediately began investigating the attack together.“Luna, if you continue being so distracted, you’ll miss the trial,” Rachel said gently.I turned to her, my mind still clouded. Then, without much thought—but with a heart full of meaning—I said, “Rachel, I want you to stop being a maid.”She blinked. “What?”It wasn’t a random thought. It had been weighing on me for a long time. Rachel had always been more than a maid. She was my friend, my sister, my mother all rolled into one. She deserved more.But I didn’t expect her reaction.Rachel’s eyes widened with panic. She fell to her knees. “I’m sorry, my Luna! Please…whatever I did…don’t send me away. I didn’t mean to offend you!”“Stop that, please,” I said, trying not to laugh. “You’re making this harder than it needs to be.” I helped her up and guided her
TYRIS’ POVI turned for what felt like the umpteenth time to look at Eva, sitting quietly beside me in the car. Her presence was still so surreal, almost dreamlike. I found myself glancing back at the front, making sure Serena was still there too — as though this whole thing might disappear if I blinked too long.The car suddenly slowed and came to a halt. I was just about to ask the driver what was going on when I realized we were at the pack exit. The driver rolled down my window so the guard could see me clearly. As soon as he did, the guard bowed deeply and signaled to his colleagues to open the gate for us.“How did they recognize you so quickly? It’s still dark,” Eva asked curiously.“Even I don’t know,” I said with a shrug. Then, turning to the driver, I added, “Wasn’t this the same thing that happened the day we arrived?”“Yes, sir,” he responded. “But I think it’s because you and the Alpha look a bit alike.”I was supposed to be irritated by that — what did he mean Rockan and
TYRIS – POVIt had been four days since Serena’s abortion.She was back on her feet, her body had healed, and to anyone just glancing her way, she looked like she was fine. Like it had never even happened.But I knew better.Healing doesn’t always show on the outside. Pain lingers in the small silences—like when she smiles just a second too late or laughs but doesn’t quite meet the eyes.Meanwhile, I’d overstayed my welcome. I could feel it in the air—the tension, the stares, the tightening of space around me. If I didn’t leave soon, the Alpha of this pack would sniff me out, and he wouldn’t be subtle about it. I didn’t really know much about him even though I might have met him once or twice during the general packs’ meetings. One thing I knew about these small packs alphas was that they were ass lickers and he might be one of them and I wasn’t ready for unnecessary drama that came with their ass licking or I might actually lose it.I came here low-key. Under the radar. And I wanted