MasukDesiree’s POV The steam from my hot coffee rises in lazy, blurring the view of the man sitting across from me in the study. I had moved from the kitchen to the formal library, wanting a space that felt less like a home and more like a battlefield. If Lucius wants to play king of the castle, I'll meet him in a room full of old books. Kael stands by the door, his arms crossed, looking like a statue. He had finally ‘released’ Lucius from the corner he'd been pinned in by Gillian's command. Lucius is lounging in one of the leather wingback chairs, looking entirely too comfortable for a man who was just being throttled by his brother. He's smoothing out the lapels of his black suit, his fingers moving elegantly. "You always did have a penchant for the dramatic, Desiree," Lucius says, with a smooth voice, and a purr that lacks even a hint of the gasping breath from earlier. "Though I must say, the 'Luna of the North' look is... surprisingly becoming on you. Even if you are wearing my
Gillian's POV I turn my back on Lucius, refusing to give him another second of my attention because of the sudden anger rising in my soul for his appearance. Guess the peace never last because choas love to mix with the peace so much. My chest is tight, a mix of the protective fury I feel for Desiree and the cold dread Kael just planted in my gut about my father. “Gillian, wait,” Lucius rasps, rubbing his throat where my grip had been. He's already trying to regain that stupid smug composure of his, but his eyes are burning with a different kind of heat now. “You are going to see him? Alone? While you have me escorted to a study like a child? Like this isn't my father's house as well? As though I am a puppet needed to be kept in the dark.”I don't even turn around, because with Lucius, we all know it's pointless arguing with him. “Kael, I said move him, now! He needs to be checked before he gets access to his chambers again, with the girl lurking at his back.”“You're hiding him!”
Gillian’s POV I stand at the stove, the rich aroma of sizzle bacon and dark roast coffee filling the air in the kitchen. It was morning in the Northern pack territory and everything seem so peaceful. Upstairs, Desiree is still asleep. After the emotional whirlwind of seeing Lyra's twins and the shock of her new appointment as COO, she had collapsed into bed like the lady who had gotten everything in love. And seeing her finally rest, her dark hair splayed across my pillows, had done something to my chest that I still can't quite put into words. I'm flipping a pancake when I notice someone footsteps towards the kitchen. I turn back to see Kael, coming in with a serious expression laced on his face like he had just encountered a serious issue for the day. “Alpha,” he breathes out, with a tight voice filled with pure urgency that makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I turn off the burner, my hand instinctively tightening around the spatula. “Kael. What is it? Is it the
Desiree’s POV Coo?Chief Operating officer?The words keep playing in my on our drive back to the Northern pack's territory. Gillian’s hand is resting firmly on my thigh like he is trying to calm my nerves down. Every time I glance at him, I see that twitch of a smile on his lips. Me? The termed traitor's daughter is now the godmother of the Rhydian heirs and the head of an elite gallery branch. “You're unusually quiet, Snuggle bug,” Gillian murmurs, his thumb grazon on the skin of my knee with teasing obvious in his voice. I groan, burying my face in my hands. “If you call me that one more time, I am jumping out of this moving carriage, Gillian. I mean it.”He chuckles, the sound so deep and rich that vibrates through the seats. “I think it suits you. It captures that hidden soft side you try so hard to mask with your sharp tongue."Lyra is a menace," I huff, though my heart isn't in the protest. "I can’t believe she told you that. And I can’t believe she’s handing me the keys t
Desiree’s POV “You're their godmother, Des,” Lyra says, her eyes licking onto mine. “You helped me get through the darkest parts of the pregnancy. I want you to be part of their light.”My eyes glisten with pure happiness, my hand finding it way to cover my lips in awe. “Godmother? You don't mean it, do you?”I stare at Lyra, trying to confirm if she is playing jokes on me or saying the truth. “Do you mean the Luna of Southern pack is playing tricks on the Luna of the Northern pack?” She says, a smile playing on her lips.I squeal, almost jumping on Gillian who is now beside me. “I am a godmother! I am a godmother to Lyra’s twins! Everyone hear me out!” I scream and Gillian quickly use his soft hand to cover my mouth, preventing me from screaming any further. “Don't be silly, Luna! No noise.” Gillian scolds playfully. I don't know how I am supposed to feel tight now. My heart is so full of joy. Unmountable joy. “You are making me your babies' godmother? After all I put you throug
Desiree’s POV It's been a week since Macy's birthday and of course-The sweetest night of my life. The night Gillian confessed his love to me even though Seraphina's problem is still playing on the ground. How can I forget that kind of sweet night? Loving him feels like I am finally catching my breath after a marathon I didn't know I was running. I have finally agree to let Seraphina be taken care of hh Gillian, pending the time she gives birth, to confirm if the pregnancy is for him. And to be very honest, this shit scares the hell outta me. What if Gillian is the father of the child? What is Elder Dickson shows up and decides that Seraphina is going to be the main Luna and I am going to be sharing my man with her?Moon goddess better not let this be real. I am not sharing my man with nobody! Never!“Are you not done yet? The carriage is waiting.” I hear Gillian’s voice from outside my chamber. Oh yes! Guess who we are about to meet after one week of so much worry?Lyra! I am f
Gillian's POV Desiree lies in the center of my bed, unmoving except for the slow rise and fall of her chest. The healer's bandages wrap around her throat in clean white layers that look too bright against her skin. She has always been fierce, but now, seeing her like this feels wrong for me. I fe
Desiree's POV I roll across the bed that feels too soft. I haven't slept this way for a long time now and I do not know why all I can feel is ease in my bones. My mate is whimpering inside of me with joy I can't fathom. What's going on?My eyes snap open, a strong cedar scent ripping into my nos
Chapter Thirteen Gillian's POV I scrutinize the hall, looking for Desiree, but she is already out of sight. Lucius is already out of sight as well and the realization raises alertness inside of me.My last glance at Desiree before she disappeared, she was very drunk. Dancing and wanting to be ou
Gillian's POV I rush toward Lucius , making a tough strike at his face. The force makes him sink into his king-size bed. My face is filled with unresolved fury, watching him groan out in pain. Desiree is there, staring with wide mouth and eyes. Her clothes are slightly torn and she looks like sh







