ログインBRIONY ASHBRIAR stood frozen in the center of the loft, her breath catching as the heavy alpha scent of Garron Frostwarden filled her lungs."I have never had a human mate who is hell-bent on destroying her own body rather than letting me carry her," Garron growled, his white cane resting against the nightstand as he stepped closer. "And it is driving me out of my fucking mind."My heart hammered hard against my ribs. The raw, possessive fury in his voice wasn't just alpha pride—it was something terrifyingly real. For two weeks since we signed the fake blood treaty, I've watched him hover, but having him this close, feeling the heat off his skin, was an entirely different beast.I was not thriving on my own. I was barely surviving, my back constantly screaming under the weight of the Ashbriar Homestead.Garron didn't wait for permission. He climbed onto the oversized fur-covered mattress beside me, stretching his massive 5.8-foot frame along my side. He tucked one dark, corded arm ben
Pack Mind-Link: Torvald, Halric, Caedmon, and Garron9:57 a.m.GARRON:Need one of you to take my guard shift at the border post today.TORVALD:Again?CAEDMON:Today as in right this second?HALRIC:This is becoming a habit, brother.GARRON:So is pretending I can win an argument with my human mate.HALRIC:Not the point. Who else is stationed at the post?GARRON:Just me and Fenwick.CAEDMON:Oh great, the pup who set off the silver alarm three times during full moon patrol.I am sure the border will be totally secure.HALRIC:He has strong jaws, but that kid's brain is completely scattered.GARRON:It is a quiet morning. The rogues are not pushing the river today.I just need a warm body with enough sense to keep the perimeter wards lit and not drop wolfsbane into the water supply.TORVALD:Can’t. Training the new pack recruits until four.CAEDMON:I am running interrogation runs all day.HALRIC:I am on firehouse duty until sunrise tomorrow.Tell me again why you need to abandon y
"Hell yeah, she is." Garron shrugged like it was nothing, his white cane resting against his knee as he rolled an unlit cigarette between his large black fingers. "Head Librarians know their shit, wife. Why fuck around when I can go straight to the best source for wolf lore?"Before Briony could open her mouth to snap at him, Lady Eirlys dropped a stack of heavy leather-bound books on the wooden table between them."Here you go, you two." Lady Eirlys grinned, her eyes dancing as she shot them a knowing wink. "Some light reading for the newlyweds.""You're the best, Mom." Garron rested a thick, muscular hand on the back of Briony's chair, close enough that his knuckles brushed her pale shoulder, radiating intense heat. "Can't wait to get back to the den and dive into them. How about you, wife?"He looked straight at her when he said it, the dark rumble of his voice landing like a physical touch. He said the word slow, deliberate. Like he knew exactly how much it unraveled her human com
Briony Ashbriar cleared her throat, adjusting her posture on the rigid wooden chair as the raw ache in her lower back flared. "Sorry, I have no filter. I know it’s a lot different to talk about monster smut when we’re seated in front of a display at Wolfsbane Curios than it is chatting while you’re on shift at the Hall of Moon Scrolls.""No, it’s fine." Rowena Briarwick's blush deepened from her cheeks down into her modest tunic. "But I need to finish shelving these scrolls. I’ll see you later.""Sure. And Rowena? Thanks for this," Briony said, holding up the heavy tome.Rowena gave a subtle nod before scurrying off to the front desk. Briony opened the leather cover and flipped through the yellowed parchment, her eyebrows shooting up as she took in the handwritten margin notes.This was not a standard scroll from the hall. It was a annotated text complete with crimson ink markers highlighting explicit details of werewolf mating rituals, knotting mechanics, and pack heat cycles.Briony
BRIONY ASHBRIAR did not move away from the massive wolf trapping her against the island. Instead, she lifted her chin, her blue eyes flashing in total defiance as her pouty lips set in a tight line, daring the blind alpha to come closer.So Garron Frostwarden did.He lifted a heavy black hand to cup her throat, his thumb brushing across the soft curve of her jaw, feeling the rapid, human pulse hammering under her pale skin. "I'm going to kiss you now, wife.""And I'm going to hate every second of it," Briony murmured, her gaze tracking his shadowy movements as he lowered his face, inching closer to hers."We'll see about that, hellcat."Her eyelids fluttered shut at the first brush of his lips, a soft sigh escaping her mouth into his. As if she had not been expecting the intense softness of an alpha's touch. As if she had not been expecting to like it either.It took everything in Garron not to cup her slim hips and haul her up against his bare chest, pinning her to the timber counter
BRIONY ASHBRIAR spun around and tried to make a silent exit from the Blood Moon Harvest Grounds, intending to escape before the rest of the pack could Corner her."Briony!" Verena Hollowbrook called out, stepping directly into her path with a bright smile, her long hair pinned back and her cheeks glowing under the firelight. "Thanks for dropping off those wolfsbane vials. I know Ismerie and the little pack cubs are going to love the crafting ritual tomorrow."Briony forced her thin shoulders to un-tense, forcing a tight smile onto her pale face. "No problem. Thanks for ordering them from the Ashbriar Homestead."Verena laughed, a light sound. "Like I had a choice! Garron practically held a dagger to my neck until I placed the order with your farm just to make sure you got the silver coins."Briony froze, her smile faltering before she could stop it.He had not said a single word about it. He had not smirked or bragged. He had just quietly diverted pack business straight to her struggl







