Vienna's POV: “Enna? Where are you going, love?” Kai’s voice broke through the haze in my mind, softly but urgently nudging me towards consciousness. I wobbled slightly, trying to stabilize myself despite the fuzzy feeling in my legs, making them feel like they might give out at any moment. My vision blurred as I looked at him, feeling the hot sting of tears welling up in my eyes. I blinked, but they spilled over anyway, trailing down my cheeks. Within an instant, I saw Kai’s panic for me reach his eyes. He stepped closer, his hands reaching up to hold my face. His touch was cool and soothing, but my skin felt like it was on fire. “Enna, you are burning with fever,” His voice was tight with worry. “What’s wrong, love? Where were you going? Are you okay? Is Zeke okay—” I shook my head quickly, cutting him off before he could spiral further with worry for Zeke. But how could I explain that the name ‘Enna’ that Kai and Fynn had given me… it was hitting me like a punch to the che
Kai's POV:“Enna! Enna…” My voice was hoarse from calling her name over and over, but Vienna remained passed out in my arms. Her face had gone completely pale, and although she was breathing, it was really shallow. I had caught her just before she hit the ground, and now I was sitting in the driveway, cradling her against my chest. I gently tapped her cheek, trying to wake her up.“Come on, love, wake up…”But she didn’t respond, not even a flicker of her eyelids. My heart was pounding, panic clawing at my throat, while my brain had shut down. “Professor Maddox! Professor Madd– Kai!! Kai, Just bring her inside, I have called the doctor!” I looked up to find Lola standing in the doorway, holding Zeke in her arms and calling out to me. Her words jolted me into action. I carefully gathered Vienna in my arms and carried her inside. Lola hurried ahead of me, clearing the couch as it was the nearest surface. I laid Enna down, placing some pillows under her neck. Her skin was still b
Kai's POV:I killed the engine, the sudden silence pressing against my ears as I stared at the Oasis Pack checkpost a few feet ahead.The Autumn Pack was just a few miles from here… or rather, it used to be. Because after what they had done to my brother, after what they had made my mate suffer through, I had made sure there was nothing left of them. I had slaughtered every single soldier who had ambushed them in the forest that day. There was a lot of blood on my hands that day, but not enough to satisfy the blood thirst in my soul: Alpha Curzon choking on his last breath, his beta's skull crushed beneath my boot… every last bastard who was involved in the planning of that attack was sent directly to hell by my own hands. The rest of the pack members, terrified and leaderless, had scattered like roaches after that. They had fled to seek shelter in the neighboring territories, even though my men had not touched a single innocent soul.Not that it mattered, because a pack that had b
Kai's POV:The attendant bowed deeply before leading me through the winding paths of the Oasis Pack, which was tucked on the side of a jagged mountain slope. With every step, we kept getting far from the bustling center, until we reached a cottage on the outskirts. At first glance, it seemed quite lavish: built on a sprawling estate, surrounded by high walls, the kind of residence meant for high-ranking wolves. But the moment I stepped closer, I realised that calling it lavish would be misleading.There was nothing here that made it luxurious.The estate was… barren. There was barely any furniture inside from what I could see through the windows, just empty rooms with cold stone floors. The garden was nothing but dry earth, not a single flower or even a patch of grass, just dust and twisted roots where life had once been. Even the tall trees surrounding the estate looked gloomy, their branches twisted and lifeless– as if they were in mourning.THIS was where Fynn had been living?!
Kai's POV: I came here for answers. I desperately wanted to understand why Fynn was acting like this… had he lost his memory? Had someone fed him lies? My mind was getting overwhelmed with these thoughts, and that's when I saw it: there was a shadow near the doorway. A figure standing with his back turned towards us; standing tall and rigid, his silhouette achingly familiar. For a second, everything else faded. Vienna’s tear-streaked face flashed in my mind… the way she had been sobbing his name like a prayer before collapsing in my arms.I couldn’t wait any longer. With a determined stride, I stepped forward. The attendant at the door panicked, moving to stop me. “S- Supreme Alpha, you can’t—” I shoved him aside without a thought and stormed into the room before anyone could stop me. “Fynn!! You can’t keep hiding from me!” My words echoed in the dimly lit space. “Why the hell are you doing this? Have you even forgotten the fact that I’m your brother?” The figure
Author's POV: "How can you expect me to understand when you won't even tell me where he is?”Vienna stood in the kitchen, her hands clenched into fists at her sides, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. Across from her, Kai stood with his head hanging low, his hands gripping the counter as if it was the only thing keeping him upright.Kai exhaled slowly, rubbing his forehead before meeting her gaze. "Just trust me, Enna. I can't let you—""Really, Kai?" she cut him off, her voice rising. "I at least deserve to know what happened while you were gone! I'm not even asking why you didn’t bring him home, even after you swore you would. I know something must have gone wrong, but for god’s sake, I deserve to know what happened!"Her voice cracked, but she pushed through, stepping closer. "I’m not a fragile statue that will crack and break! I’m Vienna Maddox, the Supreme Luna, the Luna of Azuremist Pack, and I don’t need one of my mates protecting me from my other mate!" Her c
Vienna's POV: It had been fifteen minutes.Fifteen minutes of me just sitting in my car, gripping the steering wheel, trying—and failing—to get my breathing under control.Kai had explained everything to me. He had told me exactly where to go, how to recognize the cottage, what to say at the checkpoint, who to contact if I needed help. I had memorized it all. And by the way my heart ached to see Fynn, by the desperate, overwhelming urge to have him in front of me right now, I should have already been outside.I should have jumped out of the car and run to him.That was what I had been waiting for since that day. Since the moment he was taken from me.But I couldn’t move.I wasn’t a coward. I wasn’t. And yet my fingers trembled against the leather of the steering wheel, my stomach twisting with something so unfamiliar, so unlike me, that I almost didn’t recognize it.What the hell was I scared of?This was what I had been fighting for, what I had been dying for.So why were my hands s
Vienna's POV: My grip on the knife didn’t loosen as I turned toward the voice. A man stood a few feet away, dark-skinned and broad-shouldered, his arms crossed over his chest as he studied me with an unsettling, calculating gaze.His eyes swept over me like he was calculating just how much it was going to be worth to help me, and something about the way his lips quirked told me he wasn’t here to play the hero. His intentions weren't entirely pure, but right now, he was my fastest way past these guards. I clenched my jaw and snapped at them, "Can’t you hear what he said?" The guards scrambled back instantly, putting a wide berth between us as they bowed their heads. "Yes, Beta Aaron," they muttered in unison. I didn’t lower my blade. Instead, I stepped forward, meeting Aaron’s gaze head-on. "Thank you," I said, voice icy. "But I didn’t need your help. I know how to protect myself." Aaron chuckled, the sound smooth but laced with something darker. "I have no doubts about that
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
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
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,”