LOGINKai’s phone buzzed once more on the nightstand Thorne again,
They’re circling the block. Two scouts. Ronan’s personal enforcers. They know she’s here.He silenced it, heart pounding with a mix of fury and possession. Elara lay asleep in his arms, body soft and warm, the faint curve of her lower belly pressed against his side three months along now, though she still hadn’t spoken the words to him. He could smell the pup every time he breathed her in, a sweet underlying note beneath her usual scent of herbs and warm skin.She stirred slightly when he carefully untangled himself, murmuring something incoherent. He kissed her temple, pulled the sheet over her marked shoulders, and dressed in silence dark jeans, black henley, boots. He needed to deal with the scouts before they got any closer. The balcony door opened without a sound. He slipped out into the cold pre dawn air, dropped soundlessly to the alley below, and disappeared into the shadows.He found them twenty minutes later two lean males in human form, lounging against a wall two streets over, pretending to smoke while their noses worked the air.Kai stepped out of the darkness directly in front of them.“Wrong territory,” he said quietly.Both stiffened, hands dropping toward concealed blades.“Blackthorn,” the taller one acknowledged, voice low. “Ronan sends a message. He wants a meeting. Neutral ground. About the female.”Kai’s eyes flashed silver. “There is no meeting. Tell Ronan if he comes within ten miles of Pine Ridge again, I’ll send him back in pieces.”The second scout smirked. “Bold words for an alpha hiding behind a human pet. We smelled her all over town. Sweet little thing. Carrying something important, isn’t she?”Kai moved faster than human eyes could track. One moment he was three feet away, the next his hand was around the speaker’s throat, lifting him clear off the ground, claws pricking skin.“Say it again,” Kai growled, voice barely human.The scout choked, eyes wide. The taller one took a cautious step back, palms raised.“We’re just messengers.”Kai dropped the male hard, watched him scramble. “Then deliver this, she’s mine. The pup is mine. Anyone who looks at her wrong dies screaming.”He turned and walked away, leaving them coughing in the alley. Back at the loft, he climbed the balcony silently only to find the bedroom light on and Elara standing at the open door, arms wrapped around herself in one of his oversized shirts, eyes wide and searching the darkness behind him.“Kai?” Her voice was small, hoarse from yesterday’s screams. “Where were you?”He stepped inside, closed the door softly, and pulled her into his arms before she could see the faint blood on his knuckles.“Couldn’t sleep,” he murmured against her hair. “Went for a walk. Needed air.”She pulled back, studying his face. The lie sat heavy between them he could see it in her green eyes, the way her brow furrowed. She had always been too perceptive.“You’ve been disappearing at night a lot lately,” she said quietly. “And those men in town yesterday… the ones who kept staring at the shop. You know them, don’t you?”Kai’s jaw tightened. The secrets were piling too high. Ronan’s scouts had forced his hand.He took her hands, led her to the bed, sat her down on the edge. Then he knelt in front of her something he’d never done for anyone and looked up into her face.“Elara,” he said, voice rough. “There’s things I need to tell you. Things you’re not going to believe at first. But you have to listen.”She went very still, fingers tightening around his.“What kind of things?”He took a slow breath.“I’m not… completely human.”Silence.She stared at him for a long moment, then gave a small, nervous laugh. “Kai, if this is some role play thing”“I’m serious.” He held her gaze. “I’m a werewolf. Born, not made. My pack controls these mountains. The men watching us they’re from a rival pack. Their alpha wants territory, and he thinks… he thinks using you would give him leverage over me.”Elara’s face drained of color. She pulled her hands from his, scooting back on the bed.“That’s not funny.”“I know.” He stayed on his knees, giving her space. “I wish I could make this easier. But I can prove it.”She shook her head, eyes filling. “No. I don’t want”He let the shift come just enough eyes bleeding to pure silver, fangs lengthening, claws extending from his fingertips. Not full wolf, just enough for her to see the truth.Elara’s breath stopped.She stared at his face, at the impossible changes, mouth open in a silent gasp.Then her eyes rolled back, and she crumpled sideways onto the bed in a dead faint.Kai caught her before she hit the mattress, heart slamming against his ribs. He laid her down gently, brushed damp hair from her forehead, and waited. It took ten agonizing minutes for her eyelids to flutter.When she woke, she jerked upright, scrambling back against the headboard, pulling the shirt down over her thighs like armor.“Stay away from me,” she whispered, voice shaking.“Elara”“You’re… you’re a monster.”The word hit like a blade, but he didn’t flinch. “I’m the same man who’s been inside you every night for weeks. The same man who would kill for you.”She pressed a trembling hand to her mouth, tears spilling. “That first night… in the storm. Did you know? Did you plan”“No,” he said fiercely. “I recognized you as mine the second I smelled you. My mate. But I never planned anything. The heat pulled us together your body answering the blood moon. I didn’t force anything you didn’t beg for.”Her hand drifted unconsciously to her belly, a protective gesture she probably didn’t realize she’d made. Kai’s chest ached.“Elara,” he said softly. “I know you’re pregnant.”She froze.“I’ve known for weeks. I can smell it our pup. That’s why I moved in. Not just the sex. To protect you both.”The tears came faster now. “You knew? And you didn’t say anything?”“I was waiting for you to trust me enough to tell me.”She laughed, a broken sound. “Trust you? I thought I’d gotten pregnant from a one night stand with a stranger. I moved towns. I cried myself to sleep thinking I’d never see you again. And the whole time you knew?”“I was terrified you’d run again,” he admitted, voice raw. “Or that you’d think I was only here for the baby.”She wiped her face angrily. “One night. One reckless, insane night, and now there are rival werewolf packs after me? After my baby?”“Our baby,” he corrected gently. “And yes. Ronan Silverfang wants leverage. He thinks taking you would force my pack to yield territory.”Elara stared at the wall, breathing ragged.“I didn’t choose any of this,” she whispered. “I didn’t ask for monsters or wars or… or any of it.”“I know.” He stayed on his knees. “But you’re not alone anymore. I’m here. I’ll keep you safe. Both of you.”She looked at him then really looked eyes red, face streaked with tears.“I’m scared,” she admitted, voice small.He moved slowly, giving her every chance to pull away, and took her hand again. This time she let him.“Me too,” he said quietly. “But we’ll figure it out. Together.”She didn’t answer, but she didn’t pull away either.Outside, the first light of dawn crept over Pine Ridge, and the scent of Silverfang wolves lingered on the wind closer now.Ronan was coming .The full moon was two days away, and Elara felt it creeping under her skin like a second heartbeat. She woke before dawn, body flushed and restless, sheets twisted around her legs, juices soaking the fabric between her thighs in a warm, humiliating flood. The pup rolled hard inside her, as if sensing the same pull. Her nipples ached, dark and swollen, leaking tiny drops that trailed down the curve of her breasts and soaked the thin tank top she'd fallen asleep in.Kai was already awake beside her silver eyes glowing in the dim light, dick hard and leaking against her hip, his restraint hanging by a thread. "Baby," he rasped, voice rough with sleep and hunger. "Tell me what you need."She rolled toward him, legs parting on instinct, one hand sliding down to cup her aching pussy. "You. All of you. Can't think straight... just need you inside me."He didn't make her wait.He slid down the bed, hands gentle but firm on her thighs as he spread her wide. The cool air hit her soaked folds and s
The morning light filtered through the cabin windows, casting golden patterns across the rumpled sheets. Elara woke slowly, her body heavy with the deep satisfaction of the night before. Kai's side of the bed was empty but still warm he'd slipped out early, as he often did when pack business called. She stretched, wincing slightly at the pleasant ache between her thighs, the lingering stretch from his knot. Her hand drifted to her belly, fingers tracing the firm curve where their pup grew stronger every day. A soft kick answered her touch, and she smiled, whispering, "Good morning to you too."By the time Kai returned, she was in the kitchen, wrapped in his flannel shirt, attempting to brew one of Liora's herbal teas. The scent of chamomile and ginger filled the air. He paused in the doorway, silver eyes darkening as they raked over her the shirt barely buttoned over her full breasts, hem brushing mid thigh, bare legs glowing in the sunlight. "You're trouble," he murmured, crossing the
Three weeks on pack land had settled into a rhythm that felt almost like peace. Elara's days were full and strangely fulfilling. Mornings often began with Kai waking her in the most delicious way his head between her thighs, tongue lapping slow and lazy until she came gasping into the pillow. After, they'd share breakfast on the cabin porch, his hand resting possessively on the growing curve of her belly while birds called in the pines. She spent hours with Liora in the healing lodge, learning to dry herbs, brew salves, and mix teas that eased the constant low ache in her lower back. The older woman's quiet wisdom soothed her stories of past births, of pack mothers, of the strength that came with carrying new life. Afternoons were for walking the territory with Kai or Thorne, feeling the pup kick harder every day, watching wolves in human and fur form go about their lives. The pack had accepted her completely now nods of respect, small gifts left on the porch,a hand carved rattle, a s
Dusk bled across the mountains as Kai's black truck rumbled out of Pine Ridge. Elara sat in the passenger seat, fingers laced tightly with his over the gear shift. Two duffels and a box of her most precious herbs were crammed in the back all she'd had time to pack after Ronan's visit. The shop was locked, lights off, a handwritten note on the door, Closed for family emergency. She kept glancing in the side mirror, half expecting that black SUV to appear.Kai's jaw was set, eyes scanning every curve of the narrow forest road. "We'll be on pack land in twenty minutes," he said quietly. "Once we cross the river, Ronan can't touch us without declaring open war."Elara nodded, hand drifting to her belly. "I trust you."He squeezed her fingers, then let go to downshift around a sharp bend. That's when the headlights appeared behind them two sets, high and bright, closing fast.Kai's curse was low and lethal. "Hold on."He floored it. The truck roared, tires gripping the wet asphalt. The pursuing
The morning after the revelations passed in a fragile bubble of quiet.Elara opened Moonbloom Botanicals as usual, but everything felt different. The air smelled sharper to her or perhaps she was simply hyper aware of Kai moving through the shop like a shadow, silver eyes scanning every customer, every passerby on the street. He'd insisted on staying close. "Just for today," he'd said, but they both knew it wasn't just for today. Mid morning, the bell above the door chimed with a soft, deliberate ring. The man who stepped inside was tall not quite Kai's height, but close with pale blond hair tied back, sharp cheekbones, and eyes the color of winter ice. He wore an expensive charcoal coat that did nothing to hide the lethal grace in his movements. The shop's warm herbal scent shifted instantly under something colder, metallic,predatory.Elara's stomach dropped. She knew, without being told, who this was.Ronan Silverfang smiled charming, polished, and utterly false."Good morning," he sa
Elara sat curled against the headboard, knees drawn to her chest, the oversized shirt swallowed around her like a shield. Her face was pale, eyes red rimmed, but the tears had slowed to silent tracks down her cheeks. She stared at Kai as if seeing him for the first time the man who had lived inside her body for weeks, who had knotted her until she saw stars, who had just grown fangs and claws in front of her. Kai stayed on the floor, giving her space, elbows resting on his bent knees.The early morning light filtered through the curtains, painting soft gold across the wrecked bed and the faint bruises on her thighs that peeked from under the shirt hem."I know this is too much," he said quietly. "I know you need time. But I'm not going anywhere, Elara. Ask me anything. Yell at me. Hit me if it helps. Just... don't shut me out."She swallowed hard, voice barely above a whisper. "Is the baby... like you?"He shook his head slowly. "Not necessarily. Sometimes it skips generations. Sometimes







