Author's POV:Zella’s eyes glowed with madness as she shrieked, “If I can’t have him, then she won’t either! I’ll eradicate the problem from its root!”But the mistake she made—the final one—was that she lunged not at Vienna, but at Zeke.“Zeke!” Vienna cried, spinning around just in time.She shielded his small body with her own, gasping as Zella’s claws sliced into her back. The pain was sharp and immediate, blood seeping through her shirt as her knees buckled slightly from the impact.“Enna!” Fynn shouted, eyes wide as he lunged forward. He shoved Zella away with brute force, sending her sprawling to the ground. “Enna, are you okay?”Vienna’s hands trembled slightly as she turned, her breath short, but her eyes—her eyes glowed silver with fury and love. She pressed Zeke into Fynn’s arms, brushing his curls with a bloodied hand.“Keep him safe,” she said softly, with a kind of strength that made Fynn’s chest ache. “And make sure he watches everything.”Fynn’s voice cracked. “Enna, w
Fynn’s POV:I rushed towards Vienna, as Kai shifted Zeke in his arms.My heart was racing with the speed of a sports car and I knew if I didn't reach Vienna within this second, it wouldn't even hesitate from exploding because of the over speeding of its palpitations.Somewhere deep down in my heart, the guilt of me being the reason for everything that was happening and that has happened in the past few days was calling me out, scolding and making me feel guilty for Vienna’s condition.But half of the same heart was praising her for the bravery she has shown while fighting with Zella, because if she wouldn't have killed her, then I would have.Because she deserves to die after what she has done, as she has not just tried to erase all my precious memories, tried to kill Vienna, hurt Kai and on the top of that she has the audacity to think about hurting my child, my Zeke, whom I have met after so many years, whose childhood I have completely missed because of that selfish witch who has b
Vienna’s POV:Fynn’s lips moved against mine impatiently; carrying a bittersweet sense of desperation. One arm was wrapped around my neck, the other hand splayed against my back, crushing me to his chest like he was afraid I was going to turn away from him in anger, if he loosened his grip even slightly. But the truth was the opposite… I was losing my mind just as badly as he was, my body was reacting to his touch with eagerness. Leaving all my worries aside, I felt myself melting into him, my fingers tangling in his hair. But he broke the kiss too soon, pulling back just enough. His hand slid up to cup my cheek– but still, a sudden sense of anxiety overwhelmed my mind, making me restless. Even though my lips were still tingling from the kiss we had shared, my eyes were busy searching his eyes and trying to peek into his heart… searching for any signs that he was going to return to his cold, detached self and turn my nightmares into reality. There was a flicker in his eyes– hesit
Fynn's POV:Zeke bounced happily in my arms, giggling every time I took a bigger step or pretended to stumble. His joy was so pure, so infectious, and yet every smile he gave me sliced deeper into the guilt twisting in my chest.He trusted me.Even after I’d turned him away once. Even after I’d doubted Vienna… and Kai.They may have forgiven me, or at least chosen to understand that I had been manipulated. But I hadn’t forgiven myself.I didn’t know how to.Zeke laid his head against my shoulder like he’d sensed my spiral. His tiny hand patted my chest as he pointed toward the room down the hall.“And that one is my room, Daddy!” he said proudly. “Where will you sleep? Will you sleep with me? I have Coco, Jimmy, and Lee there!”I blinked at the names, confused for a moment, until I looked in the direction he was pointing. Sure enough, on his little bed were three stuffed toys: a giraffe, a green caterpillar, and a very old bear missing one button eye.Coco. Jimmy. Lee.I smiled, my th
Vienna’s POVThe sound of the shower was a steady hush around us… Fynn stood in front of me, his shirt soaked and clinging to every ridge of muscle as his eyes roamed over me like this was the first time he had seen me.“I thought I lost you…”He whispered, voice thick with emotion, so soft that the words were drowned by the water.“You didn’t… you can't.”I responded almost instantly and the hand he had placed at my waist tightened into a fist. Like he was still hesitating and trying hard to not lose control. But I gave him permission with a kiss, our lips meeting like magnets that had been pulled apart too long.The moment he kissed me, something inside both of us snapped and melted in the same breath. My bare chest pressed against his soaked shirt, friction sparking heat between us. I ran my hands over the wet fabric, then slid them beneath it, tracing the hard lines of his stomach with my fingertips.“Take it off…” I murmured against his lips and he did, tugging it over his hea
Vienna’s POVThe water was streaming down my back as Fynn pressed me gently against the tiled wall, making me feel the hard planes of his body, every trace of muscle. His forehead rested against mine, our breaths mingling in the mist, our bodies slick with heat and steam. His strong hands were steady on my hips, parting my legs without force.“I need you..." He whispered, and I left myself to his mercy. He lifted my left leg, wrapping his around his waist as he pressed into me, pinning me against the wall in the most delicious way possible. My right heel was barely a few inches above the around, and Fynn's lips crashed against mine. And then... he was inside me.My gasp echoed softly between the walls as he filled me slowly, completely, stretching me open around him. He held still for a moment, breathing hard, his eyes locked on mine like he needed to memorize my expression—like this was something sacred.The water beat a rhythm around us as he moved, each thrust deep and unhurr
Vienna's POV:Kai's breath hitched as he looked down at me, his thumb brushing a tear from my cheek. His gaze, dark and tender, searched mine like he was still afraid I might vanish.But I didn’t move away this time.Instead, I rose on my toes, my fingers tangling in his robe, and pressed my lips to his.It started soft—tentative, like a question. But when Kai responded, his mouth parting for me with a desperate kind of reverence, it became something else entirely. Years of unspoken words, of aching loneliness and buried desire, surged to the surface in that kiss.I gasped against his lips as his arms tightened around me, lifting me slightly off the ground like he couldn’t bear the distance anymore. My fingers clutched the nape of his neck, and I poured everything into him—every apology, every longing, every shattered moment we hadn’t shared.“I need to feel you,” I whispered breathlessly against his mouth. “Both of you. Claim me again. Let me come home.”His lips hovered over mine fo
Author's POV:The morning dawned on the Oasis Pack like a pack of vultures. The air was heavy with tension, and inside the grand mansion, Alpha Axel stirred with a groan, clutching his temples. The wine from the previous night still lingered in his veins– it was lined with heavy sedatives that hwd put him to sleep. He blinked against the pale morning light, fury simmering just beneath the pounding in his skull.“That bastard,” he muttered.The gifted wine from his selection had knocked him unconscious the entire night, and this was no accident at all. "Bring Fynn to me!" he roared, kicking off the tangled furs. "NOW!" Two soldiers hurried to obey, disappearing before he could spit more venom. He paced the room, grabbing a nearby pitcher and dousing his face with cold water, trying to shake the ache from his mind. He was sure Fynn was behind this. That traitor. That worm.But when the soldiers returned, one of them hesitated before speaking.“Alpha… Master Fynn is no longer in the
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,”