LOGIN“You really gotta stop popping up like that,” he muttered, running a hand over his face. “What if I was using the toilet?” Kaelani tilted her head, actually considering it. “I suppose you’re right,” she said after a beat. “I’m still getting the hang of this, okay?” Garrick huffed something that m
“I love you,” he said, like it was the only truth he had left, like he wasn’t going to dress it up. “I love you, Kaelani.” Kaelani swallowed, breath trembling. “I…” Her voice caught. Then she finally said it—quiet, raw, real. “I love you too.” It hit him like a clean blade. Julian’s eyes close
His forearms caged her in, holding her tight to his chest—close enough that she could feel the violence of his heartbeat, close enough that the bond between them felt like a live wire. Kaelani’s hands clutched his shoulders, nails biting lightly as she wrapped her legs around him, breath stuttering
Time stretched while they stayed knotted—breathing each other in, tangled together in the aftermath, his wolf quieting just enough to let him rest. Kaelani’s fingers threaded through his hair, slow strokes, steadying him the same way his hold steadied her. The bond between them pulsed—present, hun
“You’re safe,” he said, low and certain. “Give it to me.” Kaelani’s body clenched—pleasure spiking so sharply it stole her breath. Her back arched, a broken sound tearing out of her as she came with his name on her lips. “Julian—!” Her hands fisted in his hair. Her thighs locked around him. And
Almost. His hand went to the button of his pants, then the zipper, dragging it down before shoving the fabric low on his hips. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pushed everything lower—kicking the material off one leg, then the other—never once breaking eye contact. His cock was rock har
He stilled in the hallway, his expression unaffected. Slowly, he lifted a hand to his collar, inhaling. Her scent still lingered faintly there—sweet, stubborn. His wolf stirred, restless. “I’ll send a jet,” he said at last. “In a few days.” “Why not now?” She pressed, almost pleading. “Because I
The boardroom at Blackthorn was all polished wood and steel, its walls lined with windows that framed the dense forest beyond. Julian sat at the head of the long table, shoulders squared, every line of him composed. The screen at the far end flickered with faces—Alphas and Betas from the summit, pa
Kaelani strained against the roots, muscles trembling, fury blazing in her eyes even as the living restraints forced her into submission. The courtyard lay in violent disarray. Stone tables had been overturned or hurled aside, some shattered completely, their broken legs jutting from the ground li
Kaelani descended the sweeping stone staircase of the castle slowly, one hand trailing along the cold railing to steady herself. Her head throbbed. A dull, relentless ache pulsed behind her eyes, blurring the edges of her vision as if the world itself had softened into something unreal. Her limb







