Masuk“What did you find?” Killian demanded as Ethan stepped into his office.Ethan closed the heavy door behind him and approached the Alpha’s desk, a sealed moon-scribe scroll clutched in his hand.“Alpha, the moon-seers’ death reading report for Maya has arrived,” Ethan said grimly. “And what they discovered… it defies everything we expected.. It’s something the pack has never encountered before.”“Stop circling the truth and get to the point,” Killian snapped, his patience wearing dangerously thin.After everything that had happened, this matter was tearing him apart. The woman who had once saved his life was now dead—killed, everyone believed, by the woman he loved.
The beast sounded lethal, its predatory anger rising like a tide as it realized their Luna was leaving the sanctuary of their arms. The bond was screaming at them to give chase, to reclaim what they had just branded as theirs.‘She doesn't want to stay,’ Killian murmured to his wolf. His voice was thick with a despair that no Alpha King should ever possess. Alphas were built to be conquerors, bred to take what they desired regardless of anyone’s will, yet here he stood—rendered powerless by a single woman’s retreat.‘No. She cannot leave us. You are a fucking coward, Killian,’ his wolf’s rage ignited, the mental snarl echoing in his skull as Isabella took another agonizing step away from the river’s edge.‘She doesn't want us. Accept it damnit,’ Killian snapped back, his frustration boiling over. He felt pathetic, a fool for letting his heart be held hostage by a woman who seemed so ready to walk away.‘She loves us, Killian. Or she wouldn't have stayed after the way you treated her—t
He hooked his powerful arms under her thighs, hoisting her upward as she clutched his shoulders for balance. Isabella wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, her damp skin clinging to his as he slowly, deliberately guided her down onto his painfully throbbing, rock-hard shaft. They both let out a ragged, guttural groan in unison as he sank to the hilt, the slick heat of her core swallowing him whole.The intimate connection was insanely maddening. Every conflict, every question of right and wrong, and every doubt about their fractured relationship flew straight out of their minds. A singular, starving hunger to feel one another deep in their souls took over—a need to be so entwined that nothing and no one could ever separate them again.Killian’s hands tightened around her, his fingers bruising her skin as if he could fuse her body to his, absorbing her into his very soul. He held her as if to shield her from the harsh reality outside the waterfall—that no misunderstanding would ev
Standing before him without a single stitch of clothing on her porcelain skin, Isabella was a temptation so potent it made Killian’s vision blur. He had been fighting his own biology with every agonizing second, but the moment she began to touch herself, the battle was lost.Then came her threat—the mere suggestion of another man’s hands on her. The words struck the possessive Alpha within him like a physical blow, sending his wolf into a state of restless, protective fury. Before his human mind could even process the insult, his instincts surged forward. Another man? The thought was a poison he couldn't swallow.In a blur of motion, his wolf seized control of his body. Isabella was slammed against the rough bark of a tree before she could even blink."How dare you think of another man?" a voice tore from his throat—not the cold, calculated voice of the Alpha King, but the deep, guttural vibration of the beast. "No man touches you but me."Isabella’s eyes widened, her breath hitching
Isabella felt a searing spark the moment their skin met, a jolt that vibrated through her entire being. She searched his face, wondering if he felt the same soul-deep connection, but his expression remained a jagged mask of fury. Aside from his rage, he was unreadable."Don’t you dare touch me!" Killian roared, whirling around to face her. He yelled directly into her face, the sheer force of his voice making her flinch. A sharp, drilling pain shot through Isabella’s heart at his rejection, but she refused to let him see it. She quickly masked her hurt with a mocking smirk."Why? Is it because you can't resist my touch?" Isabella asked, her voice dripping with provocation. "Does your Alpha ego refuse to let you admit that?""NO," he barked, his voice turning ice-cold. "It is because your touch disgusts me."The words stung. Even knowing he was a jerk, hearing that from her mate’s own mouth was a bitter pill to swallow. Isabella moved to compose herself, ready to leave and find a quiet
Isabella spun around the moment she heard a sound behind her. She found herself staring at Killian, completely naked as the day he was born. He was panting hard, his chest heaving and his nostrils flaring as he glared at her with bloodshot eyes. It was obvious he had just shifted back from a long, aggressive run.Startled as she was to find him there, Isabella managed to regain her composure quickly. She didn't look away; instead, she stared back. His green eyes darkened to a deep, stormy forest shade as he took in her unclothed form. To Isabella’s alerted senses, the sudden spike in his breathing and the loud, frantic thudding of his heart were impossible to miss.‘Oh goddess, he is so sexy,’ her wolf howled in her mind, her voice dripping with arousal at the mere sight of their mate. The wolf, usually reserved, lost all shyness when it came to him. She was expressive, demanding, and clear about her desire for intimacy. ‘Look at how he’s looking at us. He definitely wants us. Oh, ple
“Killian, leave him!” James growled, rushing forward to intervene, trying to control the situation—but Killian wasn’t ready to listen.His grip on Corbin’s neck only tightened. Corbin’s face began to pale as he struggled for air, and panic surged through Isabella. Instinctively, with fear clawing a
Isabella glanced at Rose, who shot her a mischievous grin, her innocent eyes sparkling with a secret thrill. Rose gave a playful wink and a cheeky nod toward the front seat, making Isabella shake her head subtly. She knew she had no choice—she had to go and sit beside that infuriating, yet magneti
But before she could protest, he slid the third finger inside her, stretching her further, pain and pleasure colliding in delicious chaos.He didn’t pause. His fingers moved in and out with relentless, feral rhythm, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge, replacing the sting of intrusion with a
The tiny space was swallowed by his presence; his broad shoulders nearly filled the whole room. With a swift motion, he turned her, pressing her back to the door and pinning her wrists above her head. The press of his chest against hers left her no space to move. Heat radiated from him, his breath b







