Zyra POVMarcus and I had finished our breakfast, and I collected the dishes to take them to the kitchen. As I turned around from placing them in the dishwasher, Marcus was waiting by the kitchen door. My gaze inadvertently fell upon his perfectly defined abs, even though he had draped a towel over his back. I caught a glimpse of a tattoo on his shoulder, but I didn't want to pry or make him uncomfortable by asking about it."Come, you should wear any of my clothes. I'm sure something will suit you perfectly," he suggested, stretching his hands out towards me. Smiling, I placed my hand in his, feeling a gentle warmth spread through me.Chuckling softly, Marcus led me up the grand foyer to his room. I waited patiently on his bed as he disappeared into his closet. After a few minutes, he returned with a baggy shirt and comfortable pants, handing them to me."This should be good, right?" he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. I looked at the clothes in my hands and nodded apprecia
Alpha Cade’s POV As I stood at the edge of the bed, lost in a storm of thoughts fueled by rage and frustration, my mind raced with plans of retribution against Zyra. How dare she defy me? How dare she slip through my grasp, leaving nothing but chaos in her wake? The audacity of her actions simmered beneath the surface, igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume everything in its path. "F*ck, by the time I lay my hands on you, I would make you cry till your last breath," I muttered through clenched teeth, my anger palpable in the air around me. The mere thought of Zyra's defiance fueled the flames of my fury, each flicker of resentment burning brighter than the last. Just then, a knock echoed through the room, jolting me from my reverie. Without turning to face the intruder, I gruffly granted permission for them to enter, my tone sharp with irritation. "Alpha Cade..." Kevin's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, drawing my attention to his presence. His concerned gaze b
Zyra's POVAs I reclined on my bed, the memory of Marcus's chiseled physique played on a loop in my mind. "Wow, his abs are like something out of a movie, perfectly defined abs" I murmured to myself, unable to shake the image from my thoughts. With a soft laugh, I ran a hand through my hair, marveling at the sheer perfection of his body. "Is he even real? Is this guy from earth? Isn’t he a god?" I wondered aloud; my voice muffled by my hands as I covered my mouth in disbelief.After lounging in bed for a few minutes, I decided it was time to make dinner. I didn't want Marcus to go hungry after all he'd done for me today. With a sense of determination, I rose from my bed and tiptoed down the hallway to the kitchen, careful not to make a sound.As I entered the kitchen, a grin spread across my face. The room was stocked with everything I needed to whip up a delicious meal. Now all I had to do was decide what to cook. "Let's see what we've got," I muttered to myself, opening the fridge t
Meanwhile, deep within the heart of Alpha Cade’s pack, the atmosphere was somber as Alpha Cade, accompanied by his father, Alpha Grayson, and his wife, convened in a dimly lit room. The air was heavy with anticipation as they awaited the arrival of a young girl with brown curly hair."Bring her in," Alpha Grayson instructed one of the guards with a nod. The guard bowed respectfully before opening the door, ushering in the young girl who entered with her head bowed low."Alpha, you requested my presence," she spoke softly, her voice trembling slightly."Yes, indeed," Alpha Grayson acknowledged, turning his gaze to his son, Cade. "Does Zyra have any inkling about the truth behind her parents' demise?" he inquired, his tone serious.Cade smirked slightly, shaking his head in response. "No, father. I highly doubt it," he answered confidently."It seems the potion concocted by the witch is still effective. Zyra remains unaware of her true origins," Cade's mother interjected, her voice ting
In the dimly lit room of Alpha Cade's domain, Aria's heart raced as he closed the distance between them with an urgency that mirrored her own desires. His kiss was intoxicating, igniting a fire within her that had long smoldered in the depths of her being. With each passionate exchange of lips, she felt herself surrendering to the irresistible pull of his embrace.As Cade's hands trailed down her body, Aria's skin tingled with anticipation. His touch was electric, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her veins. When he tore her shirt asunder, it was as if he was unraveling the layers of her inhibitions, leaving her exposed and vulnerable to his every whim. In return, she eagerly removed his shirt, reveling in the sight of his sculpted form, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the window.With a soft gasp, Aria arched her back as Cade's lips found the sensitive skin of her neck, his breath hot against her flesh. Every kiss, every caress sent ripples of ec
The moon hung heavy in the sky, casting its ethereal glow over the sprawling palace grounds where Anna sat perched upon the ancient stone fence. Her silhouette was a stark contrast against the darkness of the night, her form shrouded in a veil of sorrow as tears streamed down her cheeks like liquid silver.Her husband, a figure cloaked in shadow, approached silently, his footsteps muffled by the soft earth beneath him. He paused a respectful distance away, watching Anna with a heavy heart, knowing the pain that gripped her soul."Anna," he spoke softly, his voice tinged with concern and compassion, "what troubles you so on this moonlit night?"Anna's shoulders shook with the weight of her grief, her sobs echoing through the stillness of the night. "It's our son," she whispered brokenly, her voice choked with emotion. "He's just a child, and yet he bears the burden of a fate he did not choose."Her husband's heart ached at the anguish in her voice, knowing that their son's cursed herit
At Marcus Mansion,Marcus POVAs Zyra and I finished our breakfast, I felt a surge of anticipation coursing through me. Today was the day I would introduce Zyra to my pack members, to my family. I could sense her nervousness, but I knew she would handle it with the same grace and poise that she approached everything else.After clearing the table, we made our way to the front door, our steps echoing through the quiet house. Zyra glanced at me, her eyes reflecting a mixture of excitement and apprehension."Are you ready?" I asked, offering her a reassuring smile.Zyra nodded, her hand finding mine as we stepped outside into the crisp morning air. The scent of pine trees filled my nostrils, a comforting reminder of home.We walked in comfortable silence, the only sound the crunch of gravel beneath our feet. I could feel Zyra's pulse quickening with each step, her anticipation palpable.As we reached my car, I opened the door for Zyra, gesturing for her to climb in. She settled into the
Zyra huddled in the corner of her small den, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to drown out the sounds of her pack mates running and playing outside. She knew that it was only a matter of time before they would find her, and she would once again become their target.The young she-wolf had always been different from the others in her pack. Her parents' sacrifice left her alone and isolated. Despite her efforts to make friends, she was constantly ignored or even outright bullied by the others around her. With her mating ceremony only weeks away, Zyra had come of age to get a mate. There was always a special day in their pack when mateless wolves found their mates. Other wolves would get their mate next week, assuming they eventually got one. Zyra knew that things were only going to get worse.She had caught the eye of the pack's alpha son, a handsome and popular wolf named Cade. But despite his interest in her, it was clear that he didn't truly care for her. It was all about