LOGINThe previous day, back in the Lycan KingdomâŠ~~~The corridor falls dead silent as Carolineâs hand drops limp onto the floor.Darius freezes, his chest heaving as the blood drains from his face. The violent rage that possesses him vanishes into thin air, replaced by an overwhelming, suffocating panic.âCaroline?â Dariusâs voice cracks as he throws himself to his knees beside her. He gathers her into his arms, his hands trembling as he cradles her face.Her skin is scalding to the touch, slick with a sudden layer of sweat, and she is completely unresponsive, her breathing coming in shallow, frantic gasps as her body twitches against him.Beta Hunter scrambles forward, his face tight with concern as he takes in the strange, intoxicating scent radiating off Caroline, so intoxicating that his wolf is on edge.âMy king... could she be in heat?â Hunter stammers, his eyes dropping briefly to Caroline before darting away out of respect.âNo, that's not it,â Darius says, his voice laced with a
Lucindaâs wolf roars in pure rage. She raises her large front paw, sharp claws flashing in the sunlight as she swings right toward Britney's face.Britney flinches, eyes wide, shielding her head with her hands, unable to run on her weak, trembling legs.Before the claws can touch her, Cole moves in a blur. He steps right in front of Britney, taking the full threat onto himself. His dark eyes flash into a deep, terrifying crimson glow, looking furious.With lightning speed, he reaches out his bare hand and catches the massive wolf right by her thick neck.The wolf gasps for air in his grip, thrashing. Cole growls low in his chest, his muscular arm flexing as he lifts the wolf and throws her away with immense power.The wolf flies through the air and crashes hard onto the pavement, sliding several feet across the gravel before coming to a stop.âAttacking my defenseless mate, right in front of me! You have a death wish!â Cole shouts, his deep voice booming across the hospital driveway l
Before Luna Adelaide can even process the shock of being struck, her face turns dark with rage. Her hand flies back through the air with terrifying speed.SLAP! SLAP!The two sharp blows hit Britney's face one right after the other, the force making her head snap to the side, her skin burning bright red as her ears ring from the loud noise.âAs expected of a daughter of a whore,â Luna Adelaide spits out, her voice dripping with pure venom.She reaches into her coat and pulls out a check. She looks down at Britney with disgust, as if she were looking at dirt on her shoes.âTake this and disappear,â Adelaide commands. âMy son is already engaged. He marries Princess Lucinda in two weeks. I will never let some lowly daughter of a rogue found in the woods marry my son. You are not fit to even be his whore. Two million dollars is more than enough to help you leave and live a better life far away from here.âBritney stands frozen.Her mind reels as the words hit her like heavy rocks crashing
The car pulls up to the Crescent Moon pack house, the engine humming low before coming to a stop.Cole steps out, walks around to the passenger side, and gently helps Britney out.He keeps one strong arm wrapped around her waist, holding her close to his as they step inside.He leads her past the grand main hall and takes her up the wide stairs, going all the way to the top floor.The hallway up here is quiet and bright. Cole opens a large wooden door, revealing a luxurious sunlit room furnished with everything in Britney's favorite color.Soft blankets cover the large bed, and a warm fire crackles gently in the stone fireplace, velvet sofas, curtains, desk, vanity.âI had this room prepared for you, Bri,â Cole says softly, looking into her eyes. âTake your time. Get bathed, get dressed, and come downstairs when you are ready.âBritney smiles at him and nods softly. Her heart feels warm and light in her chest.âWhen I go downstairs, I will tell him everything,â she thinks to herself.
âCole, it's⊠too big.âCole's lips curl wickedly as he growls.âMine.âThen he thrust himself to the hilt.âAhhh!â Tears of both pain and pleasure escape Britney's eyes.She wants more.Cole grunts, muttering under his breath. Fuck, she's so tight, so hot, clenching around him, and he has to stop, has to breathe, has to remember his own name.âFuck, Bri. You feel like heaven.ââMove,â she begs. âPlease, Cole. Move.âHe moves.Slow at first.Deep, worshipful strokes that drag a moan from Britney's throat with every thrust.His mouth alternates between her breasts, his tongue circling one nipple, then the other, until she's arching off the furs, crying his name.âWhose tits are these?â he growls against her skin.âYours.ââWhose pussy is this?ââYours, Cole. All yours.ââGood girl.â He drives deeper, harder, the cot groaning beneath them. âI'm the only one who'll ever touch you again. The only one who'll ever be inside you. Say it.ââOnly you. Only you, Cole.âThe words break him.He ta
The stream runs cold under the moonlight.Cole sets Britney on the bank, she sways, and he holds her close as she trembles, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.The fever is still eating her from the inside.Cole reaches for her dress, and he begins to strip her.Soon, she stands bare before him, the moonlight shining on her pale skin, bruises blooming on her hips where Draco gripped her. A cut splits her collarbone. Her nipples are tight against the cool night air.âLook what he did to you.â His voice is a blade. Low. Dark. Possessive.His thumb catches the blood slipping from her nose and wipes it away. âI'll kill him for this. Slowly.âBritney doesn't hear him. She presses her hot body against his chest, her arms locking around his torso.âPlease,â she begs, her mouth brushing his jaw. âPlease, Cole. It's so hot. I can'tâââI know.â He lifts her into his arms and carries her into the water.The water swirls around his thighs, his hips.The moment he lowers her, the cold shocks
âSo werewolves are real? What about vampires? Foxes? Goblins?â Virus asks, his tone part amused, part skeptical.I roll my eyes.âThis isnât story time. Tell me your findings about the crash and anything on Brandon.âHis posture straightens immediately, the teasing vanishing from his face.âWhoever
âHowâs our birthday girl doing?â the doctor asks, flipping through my chart with that polite, practiced smile. âIâm⊠fine,â I murmur, though my heart is doing backflips. âYouâre lucky, young lady,â he continues, glancing at me. âFirst, you healed incredibly fast. Your wolfâs energy is remarkable.
Cassian: ~~~ âAlpha, maybe⊠change your clothes first?â Luke whispers, like heâs afraid Iâll snap. I glance at him and see the worry in his eyes. My throat is too tight for words, so I just nod. âŠ~... I stop at the door of the OR, looking through the glass frame. I see my Angel on the bed,
I run for the elevator, but before I can reach it, Luke steps out from the side, grabs my hand, and pulls me toward the washroom. âYou, let me go.â I struggle against him. âLet's make a deal,â he says instead, but I yank my hand out of his grasp and counter, âI would rather die than accept your d







