Vienna's POV:I couldn’t believe what was happening. One moment, I was walking calmly through the night, and the next, I found myself pressed against something cold and damp, a wetness seeping through my clothes. The burning, acrid smell of smoke invaded my senses, making my stomach churn. My head spun as nausea threatened to overwhelm me. I tried to take a breath, but it felt impossible, like the air had been sucked out of the space around me. My body tensed as I fought to keep my composure, but it wasn’t enough. I was on the verge of throwing up when I saw him—Asher. He stepped into view, his grin wide and unsettling, I felt the feeling of uneasiness growing stronger in my chest. As my heart pounded in my chest, and even though I wanted to , I couldn’t look away from him. With his left hand still buried in his pocket, he made a sweeping gesture with two fingers, and just like that, the thing that had been holding me released its grip. I gasped for air, sucking it in greedily, my
Author's POV:Asher's body stiffened in shock as he heard Fynn's voice ring through the alley. His heart skipped a beat, surprised that they had found them. After the fight he was sure that they would need months to recover from the physical injuries and for the mental one, they might take few more lifetimes to face Vienna again, and even after he was sure about them never appearing in front of him or Vienna ever again, he was still so cautious about keeping her away from them at any cost.And this is why he had made sure to bring Vienna just outside the pack borders, far enough from any tracking signals, believing he had covered all his bases. He thought he'd be able to isolate her, convince her that he was the only one who truly cared for her. But now, this—Fynn’s voice echoing through the damp night air.Ruining his plans! Making him extremely angry once again.Asher spun around, his eyes flashing with panic as he searched for the source of the voice. Because as Fynn's voice has
Author's POV:Tessa sat on the edge of the couch, her fingers fumbling with the hem of her dress. She had finally been convinced to drop her go bag from her; although she still wasn't sure how she had been roped into Gemini’s plan.This girl had a way to convince her to take part even in her unrealistic plans, and today was proof of it. Because even though she hadn't returned her jewels to their real compartments and boxes, she had at least placed the packed bag inside her wardrobe. And now, both mother and daughter were sitting together, working out a story which they needed to tell Orion as proof of Gemini's innocence– the story of the last conversation between Gemini and Vienna. "You'll say it like this," Gemini instructed. "Vienna was going to run away, and I tried to stop her. I was just looking out for her because I didn't want her to make a mistake that would ruin her life. So, I did whatever I needed to do, to keep her from running off."Tessa glanced at her daughter, fro
Vienna's POV:The doctor unfastened the blood pressure monitor strap from my arm. As I looked up at him, he assured me calmly. “Everything looks normal. Your heart rate was elevated, but that’s just from the shock. Just relax, there is nothing to be worried about, you should be fine now.” I exhaled slowly, trying to steady myself as I replied with a small smile of my own. I didn't want to leave the doctor’s effort unnoticed while my words had decided that they still needed some time to jump out of my throat, using my mouth. However, even though Kai and Fynn were right by my bedside, neither of them was really paying attention to the doctor. Instead, they were busy arguing amongst themselves, in a hushed tone to maintain the decorum of the hospital. “This is the result of our complacency,” Kai snapped. “That bastard had the guts to walk into a goddamn hospital and kidnap Vienna. If we let this slide, what’s next? They’ll march into our territory and claim it as theirs? We should
Author's POV:Vienna's idea about her family was indeed right. This idea was not built on the mere foundation of her assumption, instead it was based on her experience. And the ideas built on experiences rarely tended to be wrong, just like this one… the reality was exactly matching every single detail according to her thoughts.Because right now, Orion was sitting in the comfort of his grand mansion, his fingers tapping impatiently against the armrest of his chair. And if he wasn't forced to pretend that he cared for Vienna, his older daughter who was supposed to return with Asher, the future Alpha of the Pack, he wouldn't even have been here. He would have utilised this free time to sleep in peace, after celebrating his unfilial daughter having vanished into thin air, to never show her face ever again.Beside him, Alpha Blackwood sipped his drink with ease, though his eyes flickered toward the door every few moments. He wasn't ready to miss even a single percent of possibility of
Vienna's POV:Once the words left my mouth, Orion’s entire demeanor shifted. I didn't even want to refer to him as my father from now on, and my words had already made it clear to him.His expression hardened, but his tone became suddenly gentle, almost fatherly and affectionate. If didn’t know better, I would’ve thought he was genuinely concerned, but I had been burned by this syrup too many times. “What are you saying, Vienna? How can you drag your sister to the Law Tribunal? The Council has been assembled to deal with matters of actual seriousness and significance between packs, not trivial family matters and… sisterly jealousy.”He scoffed, as if recalling some fond memories between us, which were never there to begin with. "I know you have always been jealous of your little sister, but think properly, look closely…all she has ever done was to think about your well being and has always supported you in your good or bad decisions, she was even ready let go of her first love, jus
Author's POV:Tessa had been lurking in the shadows, listening intently to every word.She knew better than to step forward too soon, knowing that if she revealed herself in the middle of the conversation, it would only increase the bitterness in Vienna’s, making any chance of negotiation impossible. So she has been hiding herself behind the pillars, making sure that she was hidden from every eye present in the room; while at the same time she was able to hear everything that was going on between the people standing in front of her eyes.Normally, she relished watching Vienna suffer, but this time, the stakes were too high. She couldn’t afford to let Gemini bear the consequences. But then Orion—foolish, impulsive Orion—had gone and destroyed everything. The moment he spat out that Vienna wasn’t his real daughter, he had severed the last thread of control they had. He had stripped himself of any authority over her, giving her the perfect excuse to bring their family’s dirty secrets
Vienna's POV:I could feel the tension in the air; and the awkwardness was thick enough to choke on, as Orion stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "What... what are you saying... about Vienna?" Before I could respond, Tessa’s voice cut through the silence, dripping with frustration. “Gemini isn’t your daughter, you thick-headed fool!” “So stop thinking of ways to get her killed and beg Vienna to save her life. Or I won’t let you take a single breath in peace! I’ve done all this, planned all of this… just for my daughter’s sake! And I’m definitely not going to leave her fate in your hands, so that you can risk her life in a Blood Auction.” Tessa was definitely scared out of her wits, since she had gone from pleading with Orion to threatening him within minutes. And Orion didn’t seem to know what to make of it. He stared blankly at Tessa for a moment, still scrambling for some form of clarity, his voice shaky. “Vi… Vienna is my daughter… and not Gemini…” That was thw
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Vienna's POV:I hummed softly to myself as I brushed Zeke’s hair into place. He made a silly face in the mirror and stuck out his tongue, wiggling his head so my careful work unraveled instantly.“Zeke,” I warned, biting back a smile.“But Mama, it tickles,” he giggled, scrambling off the stool before I could launch a second attack with the brush.He wore his new blue shirt—buttoned all the way up—and his little black sneakers that lit up when he walked. His backpack looked enormous on his small back, but he wore it with pride, like he was off to conquer the world.Today was his first full day of preschool. I should’ve been nervous, but the past week had been so peaceful it felt like the world had given us permission to just breathe. My heat had passed. The storm was behind us. Life was finally, blessedly… normal.Zeke grabbed a banana from the bowl on the counter and munched happily as we waited by the door. “Will Daddy Kai and Daddy Fynn come with us?”I didn’t have to answer.Kai a
Fynn's POV:Kai’s voice sent a fresh shiver through her. Her head turned toward him, lips parted, eyes still heavy-lidded from release.I didn’t move away. I wasn’t done watching her like this—undone and radiant and still so desperately needy.Kai rose behind her, his body a shadow of heat and muscle as he knelt on the bed. “That was a beautiful sight,” he murmured, leaning down to brush his lips over her temple. “But I think she’s still hungry.”“She is,” I confirmed, my fingers still stroking gently between her thighs. “Aren’t you, baby?”Vienna’s soft gasp was answer enough. Her hips rolled into my hand, already greedy for more.Kai reached around her, cupping one breast in his palm while the other slid beneath the sheets to join mine between her legs. His fingers found hers wet and open, and he exhaled a sound between a groan and a laugh.“So wet. So ready.” He licked at her ear, his voice a low growl. “You don’t know what you do to us, do you?”She moaned, caught between our hand
Vienna's POV:The morning light slid through the curtains in soft golden beams, brushing over tangled limbs and tousled hair. My body ached in the best possible way—used, loved, worshiped. Between Kai’s strong arms and Fynn’s warmth pressed against my back, I could’ve stayed like that forever.But the knocking at the door said otherwise.Kai stirred first, blinking at the sound. “Shit,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “That’s the Healer. I asked her to check on you, just in case.”I blinked, sitting up slowly. “You… what?”Fynn groaned, hiding his face in my shoulder. “Let her in. You need to be looked at after… all that.”I shot them both a look, cheeks flushed with leftover arousal and sleep. “I’m not that fragile.”Kai chuckled. “No, baby, but you are ours. And last night wasn’t exactly tame.”The knocking came again, followed by a soft voice. “Alpha Kai? Fynn? I brought the tonics.”Kai pulled on a pair of sweats and opened the door a crack. “She’s up. You can come in.”Healer Lys step
Vienna's POV:The cabin was quiet… thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and pine. The air was cool against my bare skin, but I was warm between them. Wrapped in the heat of Kai behind me, and Fynn’s arm draped across my waist, I’d fallen asleep with their seed still pulsing inside me, every nerve in my body wrecked and humming.I didn’t remember drifting off. I only remembered the way they had taken me—together, possessive and tender, fucking me through the peak of my heat until I couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but cry their names.But now… I was awake.My body throbbed with lazy, low want. Not urgent, not desperate like before—but soft and sweet and deep. The kind of need that curled between my thighs and whispered for more. A different kind of hunger.I blinked in the dim glow of the moonlight slipping through the cabin windows. Everything looked hazy and silver, glowing around the edges. I felt their bodies pressed to mine—Kai’s chest firm against my back, hi
Kai's POV:Fynn rose from between her thighs, lips glistening, eyes black with need. His chest heaved, his shirt already clinging to his skin, and he looked at her like he might lose control if I didn’t act fast.“She’s ready,” he said roughly, voice frayed with restraint. “Fuck, she’s perfect.”Vienna reached for both of us, her hands trembling. “Please,” she whispered. “Don’t make me wait. I want to feel you both.”We didn’t need more encouragement.I lifted her easily, wrapping an arm under her thighs as Fynn stripped her dress completely off her body. Ribbons fluttered to the floor, the last delicate bindings coming undone. She was naked now, bared completely to the firelight, to us, her skin glowing, her scent rich and wild in the air.I lay her down on the bed gently, brushing her hair from her flushed face as Fynn climbed onto the mattress beside her. He kissed her first, slow and deep, and I took my time undressing behind them—pulling off my shirt, undoing my pants, my cock al
Kai's POV:The moon was a white ghost above the trees, barely visible through the gauzy veil of clouds. Inside the cabin, however, everything was saturated in heat.Her scent was everywhere.It clung to the floorboards, soaked the sheets, fogged the windows. Sweet and thick, it hit the back of my throat with every breath and made my skin feel too tight for my body. Vienna was curled in the center of the bed—naked, glowing with sweat and heat, the curve of her hip peeking from beneath a soft throw Fynn had draped over her an hour ago, when she’d finally collapsed between us in a haze of satisfied whimpers.But now she stirred. The sound was barely more than a breath, but my body answered instantly, blood roaring.Her legs shifted, a slow rub of thighs that parted just enough to catch my attention.A low sound rumbled in my chest. Not quite a growl. Not quite speech.Fynn stirred beside me, catching the same scent. She was slick again, her body coaxing us back, her need like a siren son
Fynn's POV:The day had been spent in attempts to keep ourselves occupied with hunting, but the moment I reached the cabin, all of it started to seem like it wasn't going to help her anymore. I could smell her before I even stepped out of the Jeep. Sweet, spiced, and fucking dangerous. Vienna in heat was a whole different creature. She was already inside, Kai had brought her ahead of me, carried her into the cabin like a prince carrying his bride to the bedchamber. We had brought her to this cabin for a reason. No distractions. No interruptions. Just her, her needs… and us. I closed the car door and inhaled again, my cock already hardening against my jeans. She must be soaked. Her scent was thick and heavy in the air—feral, needy, addictive. I stepped inside and locked the door behind me. The fire was already lit, casting amber shadows over the walls and warming the cabin to a gentle, comforting heat. But it wasn’t the fire that pulled me. It was her. She was curled up o
Vienna’s POV: I didn't know where one touch ended and another began. Fynn's grip on my hips was steel, grounding me with every thrust as his thick length stretched me wide and deep. My face was pressed into Kai's thigh, his fingers still around my throat—not choking, just owning, his voice like velvet heat in my ear. "You're so good for us," he murmured, dragging his thumb over my lower lip. "Taking him so well… dripping around his cock like your body knows it's supposed to happen." And God, it did. My body was alive in a way I’d never felt—need pulsing hot through my core, no shame, no thought, just raw, aching instinct. Fynn groaned behind me, his rhythm shifting, becoming rougher. One of his hands left my waist, slid up my spine, then tangled tightly into my hair. He tugged, and I gasped as my head tilted back, arching for him like a thread pulled taut. “You feel this, Kai?” he gritted out. “She’s so fucking wet… clutching me like she doesn’t want to let go.” “She doesn’t,”