LOGINMyra’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest when Bria suddenly slammed on the brakes. The car jerked forward sharply. Before Myra could ask what was wrong, she noticed tears streaming down Bria’s face.“Hey, hey, hey… what’s the matter?” Myra asked gently, cupping Bria’s tear-streaked cheeks with both hands and wiping the tears away with her thumbs.Bria broke down completely, her shoulders shaking. “I saw him… I saw that bastard with another lady. My heart… it hurts so much.”“It’s okay. It’s okay,” Myra soothed, pulling her into a tight hug across the console. “Don’t cry over some scumbag. Your birthday is coming up soon. You’ll find your mate, and everything is going to be alright. I promise.”Bria sniffled loudly, trying to pull herself together. “I’m sorry… my makeup is all smudged now.” She rummaged in her bag, pulled out a handkerchief, and quickly cleaned her face, removing most of the ruined makeup and revealing her fresh, natural beauty.Myra gently brushed away a few strands
Myra woke up after sleeping for what felt like hours, she gently stretched her hands, her body aching in the most intimate places. It took several moments before her eyes finally fluttered open. She was no longer in Matteo’s room. A sharp pang of disappointment twisted in her chest. She sat up slowly, wincing at the soreness between her thighs, and glanced around her own bedroom.Her gaze landed on an elegant box placed near the dresser, accompanied by a handwritten card. Curious, she picked it up. The bold, aggressive handwriting was unmistakably Matteo’s:“It fits you perfectly.”Her heart fluttered despite herself. What was his aim? She had promised to attend the Lunar Ball, and she would keep that promise, no matter how painful it might become. Amelia tried to speak in her mind, but Myra shut her out completely, refusing to listen to her wolf after the betrayal.She clutched the dress tightly, her knuckles turning white. Why am I so unlucky? The man who turned out to be her mate wa
Myra’s eyes fluttered open, her body heavy and sated. A large, warm hand rested possessively over her waist, holding her close against a hard, muscled chest. Memories of the previous night flooded back, the heat, the endless pleasure, the way she had begged and called him “mate” over and over. Her face burned with embarrassment.This man… was her mate?The realization hit her like a thunderbolt. She had been living in this villa for over a month, completely unaware. Everyone had hidden it from her, even her own wolf, Amelia. A wave of betrayal, heartbreak, and confusion crashed over her. Anger simmered beneath the surface. She tried to pull away, but Matteo’s arm tightened around her, his face burying deeper into the crook of her neck as he inhaled her scent.Having full knowledge that this powerful man was rightfully hers made her feel strangely happy, yet deep fear lingered. Aiden had rejected her once. What if Matteo eventually abandoned her too?She carefully tried to lift his arm,
Myra 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
“Which invitations,” Matteo spoke without looking up.His Beta, Carl, stood nearby holding the letters carefully in his hands. “The Crimson Moon Pack has an upcoming wedding,” he said.At that, a few of the other Lycan commanders exchanged glances.Among werewolves, Lycans were feared, stronger, r
Two figures intertwined beneath the layers of tree, “Ughh… baby, you feel so good,” Aiden growled, voice thick with lust. “Oh goddess, Aiden… ahh!” Lyka cried out, her nails digging into his back. He slammed into her harder, yanking her hair until her back arched. His hands groped her full breas
Lyka stepped into the room slowly, her gaze sweeping across the space “her room was bigger than hers,” her fists clenched slightly as her eyes settled on the figure lounging on the bed.Her curly ginger hair was tied up in a messy bun, her posture relaxed as she leaned against the headboard, she ha
Okay… is she awake?”“I think so.”“Good. That makes things easier.”Myra squinted as the voices reached her, her vision still blurred and heavy with sleep. Everything felt distant, like she was being dragged back into her body against her will. Slowly, shapes began to form in front of her, though







