Author's POV:The future Alpha of the Obsidian pack crashed into the opposite wall with a resounding thud, his body crumpled like a piece of trash. By now, a crowd had gathered outside the ward, drawn by the sound of shouts and shrieks. Patients, doctors, and nurses peeked in through the glass windows and the gap in the door, trying to see who had not only dared to touch the Alpha’s son, but also left him in this state. Gemini felt Asher's humiliation being reflected towards her own self, and as if it was her own family’s reputation at stake, she rushed to Asher’s side. She grabbed his arm and placed it over her shoulder, trying to offer support and lift him up. "Come on, Asher, let's go from here! We already know she is cursed, who knows what kind of devil worship her mate is into? This… what we saw just now, it's not his strength, it’s definitely related to black magic… or maybe something beyond it!" She shuddered at the thought, trying to coax Asher. "Leave him be, it's best
Fynn's POV: Finally, the idiot took the first right decision of his life, and I noticed him walking out of the corridor. And with Asher gone, the crowd began to disperse slowly, and I finally started to feel some relief. That was, of course, until Gemini came charging back in. Her usually ugly face was twisted into an even worse expression, if that was even possible. Thankfully, she steered clear of me and avoided going anywhere near Vienna either, and marched right up to her mother instead. "Mum! Let’s go home! I am so upset… so, so, so upset that I can't even explain, I can't understand how this bitch can ruin my day and my happiness even when she isn't in her senses…! Anyways, just take me home. I don’t want to stay here… I don't want to be anywhere where she is!” She demanded, stomping her foot like a toddler who had been denied a candy bar, and of course it was the entire world's fault. I let out a smirk, getting annoyed with her actions. Sulkingly, she looked at V
Fynn's POV:My wolf was growing more restless by the second, his agitation bleeding into my own thoughts. He was already upset that my human, rational and logical brain had been suppressing his calls since this morning, and now, I could feel his rage, his sorrow, his desperation for her safety…I clenched my fists, trying to keep myself grounded. “Why isn’t she waking up yet?” I asked, my voice was harsher than I intended. My worry was rising steadily, and I needed answers now.The doctor adjusted his glasses, before inspecting the half-full IV bottle hanging by the bedside."She won't wake up until the dose of medication has had its effect, which might take some more time. This bottle should be empty in about fifteen minutes. Hopefully she will regain her consciousness by then, and we won't have to worry anymore–”“Finally!! Thank the Moon goddess!!”“But–”“But what Doctor?”“But there is a chance that she won't wake up by then, and if she doesn’t, please inform us immediately… it
Fynn's POV:“I kept lying to myself, ignoring everything and convincing myself that it was nothing. If I hadn’t been so stubborn, and instead tried to listen to what my wolf was trying to tell me, then… maybe I could’ve helped you sooner. Kai was sick, but I could have come to you, and you would have gotten help, either way.”I shook my head, feeling the familiar frustration rising again. “Kai was right. We can’t leave you with those horrible, heartless creatures. I don’t know how this will end either, but whatever the future is! Whatever the outcome of this whole thing is going to be… if you want to have only Kai, even then, I won't hold any grudges against you or him. But I can protect you, right? Let me protect you. No matter what happens, no matter what you decide… I swear to myself, I will always protect you, no matter what.” “After all, the Moon Goddess has ordained you to my brother,” I continued softly, my thumb brushing over her cold knuckles. “And you will always remain
Author's POV: The Werewolf Council was called at the old palace, from where the supreme alphas used to live and rule, many centuries ago… before the packs had been broken up into smaller divisions, which had adopted different names, insignia and loyalties over time. The post of the Supreme Alpha still existed today, the one who governed all the packs of that region. However, the Alphas didn't live in that palace anymore; and the Council had been set up to represent and resolve the issues of the various packs.However, the topic of discussion for this meeting was not the problems faced by the packs, or the conflicts they were facing. Rather, the usual talks of diplomacy had been replaced by gossip, and all pretense of business had been abandoned long ago. Instead, the whole hall was trading whispers and gossip about the Obsidian Pack, specifically about Vienna Belmont, the Beta’s daughter, who had been rushed to the hospital in critical condition. And shockingly, Asher Blackwood, s
Author's POV:“I didn’t expect you to be so emasculated by your wife! Have you become completely blind, or say, completely turned your eyes away from your first born!!! Tell me, Orion, have you handed over your brain to keep it in her pocket, along with your balls!?”Orion felt the color of shame painting his cheeks again, but the person continued to rail against him, severely offended on behalf of Vienna. “But while you might not like your daughter, she is going to be my future daughter in- law, and I will defend her no matter what." All heads turned to the source of the voice, and to Orion’s utter shock and embarrassment, it was none other than Alpha Darius Blackwood. The Alpha of the Obsidian back was standing, tall and commanding, his gaze challenging the members of the council to speak up and find out the gruesome and potentially deadly consequences of that! It was enough to silence even the boldest and most talkative wolves with the implication of his words. Future daughte
Fynn's POV:The room was filled with the faint beeps of machines and the rustle of uniforms. I stayed at the back of the room, my back pressed to the wall and my teeth gnashing against my nails, a bad habit from my childhood that had just returned somehow. The nurses hovered around Vienna, poking and prodding her pale skin with needles and tested her responses… all while I stood there, barely holding myself together. Each jab felt like it was aimed straight at my heart, and I hated every second of it. When they finally left and the doctor gave his orders before Vienna slipped back into deep sleep, I let out an exhale. Only then, did I approach her bedside once again. But before I could say a word, the door burst open, and an all-too-familiar scent filled the room, followed by a growl of outrage. “What the hell are you doing here, you bastard!” Vienna's father thundered, his voice echoing in the confined space. I turned slowly, meeting his furious gaze. His hackles were raised,
Author's POV:“Be careful dear! You, come here! Help Miss Vienna to her room, can't you see she's become so frail! Handle my daughter gently…”Vienna was dimly aware of being grabbed by two hesitant servants, who gently pulled her from her father’s embrace. They started guiding her up the staircase, one step at a time, their movements careful after the stern warning they had just received from the master. Her head swam and she tried to keep herself upright, although her senses were still dull and foggy from the medications that had been administered, before she was discharged from the hospital. The doctors had sent her home with a stack of supplements and instructions to maintain a proper diet, and so on… after which her father had lovingly guided her into the house once again, without ever speaking a harsh word, or even raising his voice above a soothing murmur.“Go on, dear…” Orion called softly from behind. His tone was uncharacteristically tender, even though Vienna had alread
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,”