登入We walk our boots to the front counter. His thick hand rests firmly on my hip as our bodies wait at the end of the market line."The digital self-checkout line isn't a viable option in this primitive hollow?" he whispers into my hair."Not a single soul would be in your private business if it were," I tell him over my shoulder as my hand sets the massive box of condoms directly onto the wooden counter."Well, hello, Lukan," Mrs. Ballard, the old pack clerk, says with a smile. Then, her eyes glance straight down at the massive box of condoms, and her fingers scan the barcode. Her gray brows lift significantly toward her hairline. "Is this resource all for today?""Oh, one more item," I say, reaching over to grab a few thick chocolate bars. "In case my inner wolf gets hungry during the mating heat."When her mouth gives the financial total, Ivanov steps forward, sliding his obsidian resource card through the reader. He offers the old female a charming smile and a respectful nod, and my
The guard simply shrugs his massive shoulders, reaching out to grab the iron handle of the door. "My paws will be upstairs, cleaning the trail sweat off my skin."I stand up from his lap, pulling Ivanov's heavy frame up to his feet with me. "My wolf desires to take your city body around the main hollow first. Grab a hot mocha. Maybe our boots can visit the ancient archive bookstore?""If that specific run will make your spirit happy, little mate.""Very much so.""Consider the trail cleared. When would your hands like to depart?" He checks the dial on his wrist."Right now," I say. "My wolf desires to get the intense family drama over with immediately following the midday meal.""Let our boots do it," he tells me."Just remember, the entire werewolf world is watching your scent," Ryker reminds us from his chair.Ivanov shakes his head in disgust as we walk back through the interior of the bed-and-breakfast. Selene is handling a link on her communication crystal and gives our frames a
LUKAN "LUKA" VALE POV"Are your paws done soaking up the mountain air?" I drawl out, slamming the glass pane shut before turning my full attention back to Ivanov's massive frame. My eyes slide aggressively up and down his broad chest. The dominant male looks exactly like a wild moonmark drawing come to life, a pure erotic fantasy tailored directly to my beast.He lets out a heavy, rumbling sigh, stepping into my space to wrap his thick hand around my waist, pulling my male hips flush against his trousers. "My wolf is deeply sorry for the interruption, little mate.""The bonded twin alpha's loud mouth is completely not your fault." I slide my mouth directly across his lips, savoring the dark, raw taste of his scent because everything about his skin feels entirely right to my wolf."My beast places the entire blame on your shoulders for this torment," he rumbles back, a dark chuckle vibrating through his chest."Why is that, Alpha?" I pull my face back just an inch, my golden eyes flash
The exact second our boots hit the top floor, I guide his frame to the very end of the hallway, unlocking the heavy timber door. My hand pushes the frame open, and I pull his male body inside the space with me. Within one single step, his muscled back is pressed flat against the cool wood of the door as my heavy alpha frame stands inches from his skin. One of my large palms rests flat against the timber, while my other hand reaches up to lift his chin, forcing his golden eyes to meet my burning gaze."So, was all the intense eye-fucking your spirit displayed on the trail today real, or was it just a fake show for the pack?"He smirks, his dark brows lifting playfully. "What does your alpha intuition think, Ivanov?"I bend my head down lower, my fangs brushing the sensitive skin of his ear. "My inner beast does not think I could handle the rejection if my wolf was wrong about your desire."His breath instantly hitches in his throat, and his slender hands grab the leather of my tunic, t
As our heavy rover passes the ancient archive building, the local dispatch post, the tavern, and the pack market, every single head turns to track our scent. Perhaps the Nightclaw Rover is still far too loud for this small community."Fuck," I whisper, my eyes locking onto the brush up ahead. "The crystal-feed sirens are already waiting on our trail."Sure enough, my eyes spot the rogue scouts holding long-lens devices, tracking our arrival like predators. Luka instantly dips his heavy shoulders down below the dashboard line, refusing to let their lenses capture his male face through the front glass."My wolf is deeply sorry, darling," I murmur."The vultures come with the territory," he says, a genuine smile returning to his face. "Zero worries, Ivanov." I nod as our wheels clear the town center, traveling down the winding trail toward the massive boundary lines where the ancestral ranches rest."Are our boots traveling straight to your mother's den now?" he asks, his body language t
IVANOV DRAKOS POV"Are your paws feeling sick after our quick run across the territory line?" I growl low, my large fingers wrapping tight around Luka's male hand to squeeze his knuckles as our massive feet hit the dust."My inner wolf is incredibly nervous," Luka murmurs, his dark curls shifting as he shakes his head. "My beast does not experience this heavy fear very often.""This valley is your home ground, tracker," I rumble back, my scent thick with absolute reassurance. "Your old pack territory.""It is," he whispers, his golden eyes scanning the thick pine line. "But my wolf left this hollow for a massive reason. My spirit had a lot to prove to the elders. Now, my boots are back just to show off my alpha mate? It feels entirely ridiculous to my beast.""Your wolf is not flaunting a single thing, darling." I pull his hand closer to my leather tunic. "My beast is meeting your bloodline before our spirits officially lock the mate bond. My hands will ask your mother and your brothe
"Are you going to keep haunting that basin, Ebu? The sun hasn't even crested the spires of Valemont.""I'm fine, Helena. Just... the mountain air isn't agreeing with me this morning.""We're werewolves, little brother. We don't get 'mountain sickness.' You smell like distress and sour bile. Did you
"The transport has docked at Ravenfall International, Ebu. Wake up. Your wolf is sluggish.""I’m awake, Ifu. I was just... lost for a moment. Where did you go? The seat next to me was cold when the engines cut.""I had to check in with the Northern Dominion guards. Protocol. You look flushed. Is th
"Don't look at the door, Ebu. Look at the beast inside me. You said you wanted to feel the ground? I am the only solid thing in this sky.""Ifu... stop talking. Just—by the Goddess, your hands... I’ve never felt anyone this strong.""Because you've spent your life around runts and street dogs in th
"Ebu, you're gripping that seat like you're trying to crush the moon itself. Relax before you accidentally shift and tear the upholstery.""It’s not the height, Ifu. It’s the confinement. Being trapped in this transport while the Northern winds howl outside... it makes my wolf claw at my ribs.""Th







