Author's POV: “You will get everything that Fynn has promised you to–” “And what is the guarantee that he won't deny it later?” Alpha Axel growled, looking Zella directly in her eyes. There was no way that he was going to risk everything just because some healer of his pack was infatuated by the Supreme Alpha, and she had somehow managed to create some misunderstanding between him and his brother to make him distant from his mate and brother. But once he became sure that Zella wasn't going to say anything further, he heard Zella’s voice. Her voice was strangely confident, despite the pallor spreading on her face. “He won't and I will make sure about this–” “How? How will you make sure about it, and why in this whole world should I trust you?” He inquired, raising his eyes and looking directly in her eyes. “I will manage everything even after you support Fynn, just like I am managing everything now… I will make sure that he won't deny what he has already promised,
Vienna’s POV:I have been feeling a little uneasy these days, while Zeke is also reacting a little strangely… especially towards Kai.But he has never reacted like this before. We all know the reality that Kai isn't his biological father, and he might have had a closer bond with Fynn… but that bond should have been disconnected after Fynn’s death. And apart from that, there is no way that he could know who his biological father was… he was too young to know about the reality just yet.I noticed that he was not responding to Kai’s call, but looking towards the window and calling;“Papa! Papa!”At first, I had tried to ignore it… but then, my own mate bond had also started reacting, and I was no longer able to ignore it.“But what am I supposed to do?”I thought to myself, lifting the hairbrush from the table. But the brush dropped from my hand the very next second, as the door slammed open. Kai suddenly barged in, and for a moment, I felt like saying everything to him. ‘But it's on
Kai’s POV:The guilt is killing me brutally from inside. Even though I am already half dead since the day we lost Fynn… it is just Zeke and Enna, who have been keeping me alive. The pain of not being able to save my own brother has been killing me slowly every single day… but I can't leave this world, knowing that he had abandoned me to shoulder the responsibilities that were supposed to be borne by both of us.And now, there is no way that I could run away from any of it. In fact, I don't want to increase the list of my sins by failing to fulfill my share of responsibilities– the sin of not saving Fynn is already enough to haunt me. And yet! I have to lie to Enna. I don't want to give her any false hopes, especially when I myself am losing hope day by day… but the flicker of hope that has still managed to linger in my heart, is one of three reasons that are keeping me straight on this path.That's why, I have decide to lie to her and go for a final search, before it all comes to
Vienna's POV:Zeke’s cries broke the silence, jolting me awake. My heart pounded as I turned to him, his small body twisting under the covers, his tiny fists clenched.I reached for him immediately, cradling him against my chest, feeling his erratic breaths against my skin. “Shh, baby… Mama’s here,” I whispered, rocking him gently.But he didn’t stop. His cries were raw, filled with something deeper than just discomfort.I switched on the bedside lamp, its warm glow illuminating the room. My fingers brushed over his forehead… no fever. I checked his diaper… clean. His little face was scrunched in distress, eyes squeezed shut.Another nightmare.My heart ached. He had been having them too often lately.Sighing, I tied my hair back and stood up, adjusting him in my arms as I slowly walked to the window. “Look, Zeke,” I murmured, pointing outside. “See the stars? The Moon Goddess is watching over you.”His sniffles softened, his breath hitching.“There,” I whispered, tracing a shape in
Author's POV:The atmosphere within the War Council room in Alpha Axel’s mansion was tense. The large wooden table at the center of the room was covered with a detailed map of Camden Falls and its surrounding forest areas. Axel stood at the head of the table, flanked by Fynn, scanning the map with a calculating gaze. Around them, the generals were pitching their own ideas and strategies for the attack. General Cavin continued with his plan, pointing at a specific location on the map. “Thanks to Master Fynn’s intel, we now know that the Supreme Alpha is currently on an official trip to the border territories. If we split our forces into two as I previously mentioned, we might suffer some losses, that much is true. But I believe we will also be able to take down the Alpha more easily if we ambush him during a diplomatic trip.”He waited for a few nods of approval before adding,“Once he’s gone, it’ll be extremely easy to kill the Luna and finish off the remaining army by surrounding
Author's POV: Fynn’s whole body burned with a feverish heat, his muscles tensed as if his own rage was trying to tear him apart from the inside. His mind was a murky haze of anger and confusion, each thought twisting upon itself until he couldn’t tell who he should direct his fury at.Why?Why had Kai come here?Fynn gritted his teeth, pressing his fingers against his temples as if he could force the answer out of his own mind. He knew without a shadow of a doubt that no one—not even the most foolish of enemies—would dare to attack the Oasis Pack. It was the sacred land of healers, a neutral ground that had been respected for generations.And yet, the Supreme Alpha was here.What was he after?Fynn exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening as an ugly thought crept into his mind. Had Kai come to take something else from him? Was there anything left in his hands, anything at all, that Kai had yet to snatch away?He dug his nails into his palm, trying to focus, but the more he thought about t
Kai's POV: “Aaargh!” I roared as I pushed back against an attacker, my blade slicing through the air. The clash of steel against steel rang in my ears, and I spun around just in time to plunge my sword into the abdomen of another enemy soldier. I pushed back, parrying a strike from an enemy soldier before slashing my sword across his chest. Blood sprayed onto the ground as I spun and drove my blade into the abdomen of another attacker.He had been about to strike Valor, my Beta—the young son of Beta Nobu, who had served our pack faithfully for years. Valor’s eyes met mine for a brief moment, and he nodded in thanks before turning to engage another soldier. I took a step back, my chest heaving as I surveyed the battlefield. The Oasis Pack had attacked us unexpectedly, and their motive made no sense at all! They were known to be extremely reclusive- a pack that had once trained healers long ago. So why had they cornered us like this? Didn’t they know who I was? I was the Supre
Vienna's POV: I could hear the soft sounds of Zeke’s laughter knocking on the windows of my consciousness. His familiar giggles from the living room downstairs managed to reach me upstairs, calling me to him, but the weight of exhaustion pulled me deeper into sleep.Or at least, it tried to…My body was as heavy as lead, as if I was locked in a coffin and not in my own bed, inside my own room. I tossed and turned, the fever burning under my skin. My heart was hammering against my ribs, faster than it should… and I couldn't help but feel like it was trying to warn me of something I couldn’t see yet.And it had all started around four o’clock in the morning.I had woken up all of a sudden, but not because of Zeke’s cries this time, but to a touch. It was as if he was in my room, leaning over me and brushing his soft fingers against my cheeks like he used to do, to wake me up. A feather light touch against my skin…“Fynn!”I sat up abruptly, my breath catching in my throat, my hand
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,”