LOGINCaroline:~~~The sound of my princess crying is what greets me at the door the moment I arrive at the corridor of my chambers.“Caroline, what took you so long?” Mother inquires, and my response is a long, weary sigh as I hurry to her side, taking my princess from her hands.“Thank you, Mother,” I say with gratitude, as I approach the armchair and begin to breastfeed my princess.“How is he sleeping?” I ask Aida, noticing that Trevor is sound asleep."Unlike some bratty, adorable princess, this tough guy drank all the milk we prepared for him," she explains, and I grin.I find myself smiling, realizing my son was the calm type, unlike his sister, who was daring, just like me, which makes me think back to their father.Trevor has inherited traits from his dad.The calmness he maintains in all situations and the way he analyzes the problem first before addressing it, unlike me, who has always been impulsive, often resulting in complications.I have learned many lessons through the pain
Author:~~~An unsettling atmosphere fills the vast, dimly lit office filled with shelves of various books, some with aged, rustic bindings that hinted at history while others appeared brand new.Behind a mahogany desk in the center of the office, sits a tall and muscular man, dominating the large chair. He exudes a superior, terrifying, and icy aura that adds to the already cold climate, making the air even colder.His mere sight makes people weak in the legs, as they turn to trembling messes, reducing them to nervous wrecks, primarily due to what they had witnessed him do.He was the devil, the awakening of the feared two-footed lycanthropy.The royal bloodline.He's dressed in all black, a black regal robe adorned with silver intricacies and dark trim fur over his shoulders, and he's engulfed in the task on his laptop.Just then, like a wisp in the air, the faintest words he makes out as.“Trevor, where are you?” brushes past his ears like a soothing lullaby.He looks up, his pierc
“What are you doing here…?” I ask him, taking a step back when he pushes himself off the door.He begins to approach me.“S-stop. How dare you enter my room without my permission?” I say firmly when he doesn't stop stalking towards me.“You never used to care about the times I came in here,” he mumbles hoarsely, stopping in front of me, his eyes fixed on my breasts, which ache from my hand pressing over them.“That was because you made me believe you were my mate. I know you knew I was Alpha Trevor's mate from the start, yet you misled me.” I assert defensively.And he makes no attempt to deny it.“I did. Caroline. Because I want you. Can't you see it? I can't even lie when it comes to you. I love you.” He says it like I was the one making things difficult.I feel his anguish, but I just can't help it. Because in this life, I can only be with one man, and that's Alpha Trevor.I know it may sound silly since I endure the pain of his death, which is why I never mentioned it to anyone, t
The next morning…~~~I arrive with Kristopher at the library, where Mr. Moore is waiting for us after picking me up.I left my little gems in the care of my mother and Aida.Britney came to see them early. I got news about her visit when I woke up. I feel she's cutting her stay with the babies short because of me.And I've been thinking of how to get her to come around.“Alpha Carolina, you are here,” Mr. Moore mutters in surprise, standing up abruptly the moment he sees me.“You… you have given birth,” he adds, a smile on his lips.I manage a smile in return, feeling uneasy as he scrutinizes me for far too long, with a glint I'm too familiar with in his eyes, and I reply with a firm,“Yes.”“Congratulations.”“Thank you.” I say, walking around the table to take my seat, so we can start. Kristopher sits beside me, and I notice how it displeases Mr. Moore, but did I care?Because there is no way I'm staying alone with him.He's too touchy and inconvenient, though I tried to make him u
I have been brought into my private room.The blinds are drawn, and I can’t see outside. My eyes dart to the door any movements I hear outside the door.The anticipation to see my babies is overwhelming me. But still nothing.“My pumpkin.”The door burst open, startling me, as my mother rushed to my side, hugging me tightly.“Too tight, I can't breathe…” I joke, hugging her back. I've missed her so much. It's been over a month since she left.We break the hug, and she takes my hand in hers, squeezing softly.“I was hoping to get here before you went into labor,” she says, her lips forming a pout.I smile and reply,“Your grandchildren are impatient and couldn’t wait.”“They truly are. Oh, goddess. I’m so thrilled. I rushed here as fast as I could when Aida told me the news. We had just arrived at the pack's border, and I couldn't wait.”“Thank you, Mother,” I say, patting the back of her hand.“No. Thank you, Caroline,” she says back, tears shining in her eyes. “Now I feel redeemed an
“Is he out of his mind?” I snap, not directing the question at anyone in particular.That jerk sent an appraisal only three days ago without any prior notice. I haven't even had the chance to discuss it with the court, and now he's already sending an ultimatum?“To hell with him.” I slam my spoon onto the table, losing my appetite.I rise and walk over to my desk, taking my seat just as another wave of contraction grips my abdomen, making me wince.It’s been like this for the past three days, and each wave is worse than the last.I stretch out my hand, and Kristopher immediately passes me the brown envelope. I skim through the clauses one by one. Once I understand the contents, I hand the papers back to him.“Make as many copies as possible.”He nods and gets to work. Soon, the sound of the printer running fills the office.Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I reach for the telephone and dial our pack's lawyer and legal advisor.He answers on the third ring.“Alpha Caroline. Fancy h
Angela [Blair]:~~~I'm not the curious type, but the entire evening my mood feels heavy. It hit me so hard that a tray of muffins dropped right out of my hands in the kitchen.My fingers had trembled uncontrollably, spasms of a fear I couldn't name.Did something happen to him?The thought intrude
Cassian:~~~I sit inside the SUV, watching as the snow falls in thick, silent sheets, blanketing the city.My eyes move to the DNA results resting on my lap.And my lips curl into a bitter, humorless smile once again.For years, I lived believing the woman I loved was a forbidden fruit, a sister I
Cassian: ~~~ I fucking thought she was pretending! I could see the gears turning in her eyes when she gripped my hand, asking me to dine with her. She wants to return to that pathetic loser, and she is playing a part to make me drop my guard. That realization hurts like hell. What did I do wro
I try to resist him. But Cassian squeezes my ass hard. A moan escapes my throat before I can stop it, a betrayal from my own body. He takes advantage immediately, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, exploring and tasting me with a hunger that feels like it has been building for centuries. He's s







