Se connecterThe sheer heat of his mouth was making my head spin. Every ounce of oxygen left my lungs as his tongue tangled with mine, his heavy body pressing me down into the sofa cushions. I was completely lost in him, but Damir clearly wanted more than just a couch. Without breaking the kiss, his large hands slid down to the back of my thighs. With a single, effortless surge of Alpha strength, he scooped me up into his arms. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, my hands clinging to his shoulders as he carried me across the sitting room. He marched straight into our bedroom, hooked his foot behind him, and slammed the door shut with his leg, the heavy click of the lock echoing in the quiet room. He walked over to the massive bed and laid me down, his movements surprisingly gentle compared to the raw hunger in his eyes. He hovered over me again, his gaze locking onto mine. Right at that moment, a massive, deafening crack of thunder shook the entire pack house. A second later, the
Back at the Blood Moon pack, the shadows of the evening were starting to stretch across the territory. Later that night, Mireya found herself walking down the isolated path toward the ancient witch temple. She stopped just outside the entrance for a moment, staring up at the weathered stone structure, her heart heavy with anxiety, before finally gathering the courage to step inside. The witch was there, exactly where she always was, enveloped in the faint scent of burning herbs and magic. She slowly turned around to face the former Luna. "I knew you'd be crawling back here," the witch said, her voice dripping with knowing calm. Mireya exhaled a shaky breath. "Based on everything that went down today... I’m totally stunned. I honestly wasn't expecting any of it." The witch smirked slightly. "Shouldn’t you be relieved that Seraphine didn't end up becoming the Luna?" "I mean, yeah. Honestly, I am relieved," Mireya admitted, looking down. "Then you need to go swallow your pride and
We stayed like that under the rushing water for a while, the silence of the bathroom filled only with the sound of her heavy, ragged breathing. Deep down, I knew the truth. The only way to end this, the only way to actually cure her discomfort, was to fully mate with her. But I... I didn't know how to navigate this without scaring her. Even though my own wolf instincts were raging, I wasn't feeling the chaotic, burning physical heat the way she was. I was completely lucid, which made the temptation a million times harder to resist. Deciding she needed to get out of those heavy wet clothes, I reached down and slowly started unzipping the gown she still had on, She didn't protest; she just let me do it, totally helpless to the bond. Once I successfully slipped the soaked fabric off her shoulders and tossed it out of the shower, she immediately leaned back in, placing her forehead right against my bare chest again. I reached up, my fingers shaking slightly as I tucked a few wet stran
Zelda's POV The after-party was in full swing. A bunch of neighboring Alphas kept crowding around us to throw out their fake, polished congratulations. While they were talking, I was secretly scanning every single one of their faces, trying to see if I could spot any tells, wondering if the monster responsible for my parents' deaths was standing right in front of me. But honestly? It was impossible to tell. They all wore the same perfect political masks. Eventually, the guests finally migrated over to the buffet and bar for refreshments, giving us a second to breathe. Damir didn't waste any time; he’d already ordered his men to move all my bags up to his private suite. Yuppie. We were finally, officially marked. In the back of my mind, Nyx literally let out a victory screech, and I couldn't help but smile. A few minutes later, I was casually sitting on the edge of his massive king-sized bed while Damir stood in front of the mirror, unbuttoning his shirt. His broad shoulders flexe
The second the ceremony ended, the entire courtyard turned into absolute chaos. "Congratulations!" was literally being thrown at us from left, right, and center. Everyone wanted a piece of the new Luna. Dr. Sloane managed to push through the crowd first, a massive, genuine smile on her face as she wrapped me in a huge hug. "Congratulations, Zelda," she beamed, squeezing my shoulders. "You look absolutely stunning." Right behind her was Riven, wearing the biggest, most chaotic grin I'd ever seen. "Congrats, man," Riven told Damir, stepping up and pulling that classic guy move where he stretched his hand out for a handshake but leaned in for the half-hug style. Damir just stared at his hand, looking totally unbothered, like he didn't want to take it at all. He was still playing the brooding Alpha role, but Riven wasn't having it. Riven basically forced the handshake, grabbing Damir's hand anyway and aggressively bumping shoulders with him. I couldn't help but laugh out loud at t
Bringing it right back to the present. The second I finished laying out the entire backstory, the silence in the courtyard was deafening. Everyone was completely shocked to their bone marrow. The neighboring Alphas, the guests, the elders, their jaws were practically on the floor. Seraphine just stood there with her mouth wide open, completely unable to close it. The absolute delusion she had been living in for the past twenty-four hours shattered right in front of her eyes. She staggered back a few steps, looking like she’d just been hit by a semi-truck. She pressed a hand against her forehead, her chest heaving as she tried to process that her entire master plan had been a simulation run by us. Then, her frantic eyes snapped over to me. "You... you played me?!" she shrieked, her voice cracking in pure, unadulterated rage. When I didn't give her the satisfaction of a response, she spun around to face Damir, tears of absolute humiliation spilling over her expensive makeup. "A
I smoothed my dress down once. Composed myself. Shoulders back. Face arranged into something calm. I walked to the door and knocked. Three knocks. "Come in." That voice. I am not being dramatic when I say that voice can turn a woman on. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. He
The silence was loud.I became aware that my eyes had drifted to the desk without me directing them there. Something had caught at the edge of my attention, a photograph lying flat on the table surface. I couldn't see it properly from where I was standing but something about it snagged at me. Somet
Zelda's POV The dungeon smelled exactly the same as the one I was locked in earlier. Which made sense. I was now responsible for the smell. I dragged the mop across the stone floor and tried to breathe through my mouth and think about literally anything else. The water in the bucket had gone g
Third person POV Damir set Seraphine down on the examination bed and stepped back immediately. Solane was already there, reaching for her things. "Honey." Seraphine's voice shifted into something softer. She looked up at Damir with wide eyes. "You're not going to stay?" "You're a wolf," he







