LOGINMyra startled under Matteo’s intense gaze, her heart hammering wildly. “Your Majesty… welcome home,” she whispered hoarsely, bowing slightly. Her voice was dry, her body burning up from within. Something was terribly wrong. Heat flooded her veins like liquid fire. She stumbled, knees buckling as her vision blurred. Her eyes flickered rapidly between vibrant green and glowing amber.Matteo inhaled sharply, the thick, sweet scent of her arousal slamming into him like a drug. He rushed forward, catching her just before she collapsed. “Myra… hey, stay with me.”The moment his arms wrapped around her, Myra’s senses ignited. He smelled so good — masculine, powerful, intoxicating. She threw her arms around his neck, pressing her burning body desperately against his solid frame, seeking relief.Matteo’s jaw clenched. He knew exactly what this was: the full moon heat. And she was strong, clinging to him with surprising force. His cock twitched hard in his pants as he fought for control. “I’ve g
"Hehe,” Bria said awkwardly, forcing a dry laugh as she stepped out from her hiding spot. “Mr. Carl… how are you doing?”Carl’s face flickered with genuine surprise. He clearly hadn’t expected her to be the one watching. Jenna sauntered out from behind the trees and leaned possessively against his shoulder. “Who was that, baby?”Carl coldly shrugged her off as if she were nothing more than an annoyance. Bria noticed the harsh rejection but stayed silent, her chest tightening.“I’ll get going, Beta,” she mumbled quickly, turning and hurrying away.Carl narrowed his eyes, watching her retreating figure with an unreadable expression. Jenna tried circling her arms around his waist again, whispering seductively, “Let’s continue where we left off…”“Another day,” Carl replied flatly, removing her hands and walking off without a backward glance. Jenna stomped her foot in frustration.Bria’s heart pounded erratically. So this is what heartbreak feels like. She downed another glass of tequila
Myra’s heart hammered wildly in her chest as she sprinted deeper into the female army base. Fear clawed at her throat. What was he doing here? Seeing Aiden again felt like a sharp knife ripping open an old wound she had fought so desperately to close. Her wolf, Amelia, whimpered and retreated to the back of her mind, leaving Myra feeling even more alone.She stumbled into a quiet corner of the training hall, slid down the wall, and buried her face in her arms, knees drawn tightly to her chest. Her breathing came in short, ragged gasps as she tried to calm the storm inside her.Aiden lost sight of the ginger-haired figure near the edge of the field. He cursed loudly, slamming his fist against the steering wheel. He had been so sure it was Myra, that familiar curvy silhouette, that unmistakable fiery hair. But what was the point of chasing her now? After everything he had done to hurt her, and everything she had done in return…A bitter, mocking laugh escaped him. He shook his head, star
Myra held her bloodied nose and stumbled outside, wiping the blood streaks from her chin with the towel. She stretched her neck, standing on her tiptoes to catch a glimpse of Matteo through the crowd of warriors. He was dressed casually in a fitted black round-neck shirt and plain joggers that somehow looked obscenely expensive on his powerful frame. Even in such simple attire, he was impossibly eye-catching.“Your Majesty, you’re here,” Riley called out boldly. “What brings you to our humble training grounds?” Matteo squinted, his gaze sharp. “Are you trying to say I’m not welcome here?”The entire crowd held their breath. Many of the women admired Riley’s bravery for questioning the king so directly. What they didn’t know was that Riley, Dante, and the inner circle had been childhood friends. Teasing Matteo was practically normal for them.A soft, melodic voice cut through the tension. A petite, elegant lady stepped forward — Nina Parke, daughter of one of the council members. “Your
Alpha Ryan inserted a third finger, stretching her further. Lyka’s face tensed with overwhelming pleasure, her walls clenching tightly around his thick fingers. Her loud, unrestrained moans filled the office as she rode her stepfather’s hand desperately, hips rolling and grinding against him.“Fuck—yes, Daddy!” she exclaimed, voice breaking with ecstasy.Her climax hit hard. Her body shuddered violently as she squirted around his fingers, soaking his hand and the edge of the desk. She collapsed forward, leaning heavily against Ryan’s broad chest while panting.Alpha Ryan withdrew his fingers with a slick sound and casually cleaned them with a tissue, his expression smug and satisfied.Bang!The door flew open. Elvis burst in excitedly, waving a paper in his hands. “Dad, look at what I got!”Luna Daria followed closely behind. The moment she stepped inside, her eyes narrowed at the charged atmosphere. Her gaze darted between Lyka’s flushed face, the crumpled tissues on the desk, and he
“Behave,” Matteo warned, his voice rough with barely contained desire. The restless woman in his arms was pushing the limits of his self-control. He had been deliberately keeping his distance, afraid he would hurt her again. He wanted her to accept him slowly, willingly. But hearing she had stayed out so late had made him act on impulse. Her warm, alcohol-scented body and intoxicating presence were driving him wild.As each second passed, Myra squirmed against him, her soft curves pressing into his hard frame. Matteo’s jaw clenched. He quickly carried her to her bedroom, lowering her onto the bed before stepping back with a heavy sigh.He ordered Butler William to prepare a strong cup of sobering tea. By the time the butler returned, Myra had already slipped deeper into drowsiness. Matteo sat beside her and gently shook her shoulder.“Be a good girl and drink this,” he coaxed.Myra protested fiercely, turning her head away and clamping her lips shut. No matter how patiently he tried,
Stephanie, the tough, battle-hardened woman, cracked her knuckles together with a deliberate snap, her eyes gleaming with the intent to intimidate. A spark of excitement ignited in Myra’s chest. She sprang to her feet, rolling her shoulders and warming her dormant muscles. This was the thrill she h
“Ha!” Dante let out a dry laugh, the sound carrying the weariness of someone who had heard this request one too many times before. “Go inside and rest like the king says you should. Training among Lycans might not be suitable for your taste.”He brushed her off dismissively and turned back to the so
Myra had been officially discharged and granted full clearance to move around the estate. She didn’t dare attempt to escape this time.She was still reeling from the news circulating about Lyka. Videos and pictures flooded every pack channel and social feed. Myra felt zero sympathy for Aiden. If a
Myra sighed again and glanced at the door. Melissa rolled her eyes and dropped the pen she was using, before facing her. "Okay, tell me. What is it?""What's what?" Myra asked innocently.Melissa chuckled. "This is the seventh time you've sighed since I arrived. I checked your vitals and everything







