Kai's POV:Darius’s roar shook the Arena, his fury so unbearably feral that even the audience members flinched in their stands. His eyes, bloodshot and wild, locked onto me with nothing but pure hatred.I didn't make a move to stop or provoke him, I could see the sorrow reflected in them. Despite everything, he was a father who had just lost his child. My eyes followed the older Alpha as he circled me, as if he was sizing me up before the attack. “I will tear you from limb to bloody limb! And then you'll see why you shouldn't have challenged a Blackwood!!”His voice was hoarse with rage, but I remained still. My muscles tensed up in anticipation of an attack, but I kept myself locked in my stance. He was acting on emotion more than reason, and that made him unpredictable… this could go either way, and I needed to conserve all the energy I had left. My shoulder burned where Asher’s fangs had torn into me, but I didn’t let it show.Darius finally took a step forward, his entire fram
Author's POV:Kai turned his head and met Vienna’s eyes, only to find worry swirling in their green irises, mixed with questions she hadn’t voiced yet… and still, there were no signs of her opening her mouth anytime soon.But he could feel it; the way tension was radiating from her as if she was holding herself together by her stubbornness and determination, if nothing else. He shifted, disrupting the medics fussing over his shoulder, and started;“Enna, I—” Vienna gently placed her hands on his upper arm, turning him back towards the medics so they could finish their work. Her touch was soft, but the warning in her gesture was clear enough to hold him in place. “I’m just glad you’re alive, without any major injury.”She whispered, her voice reaching his ears over the roars of the crowd. “And I want nothing more from the Moon Goddess than both my mates alive by my side.” Kai let out a slow breath. He understood Vienna's heart wasn’t just beating for him right now… it was stil
Vienna's POV:It was clear that all Darius could think about was the hole that Asher had left behind… the space that had been created in his life because of the loss of his only son. The son for whom he was ready to do anything he could to protect him, to bring him to the top; for whom he had committed the sin that no one could even think about. And what had these rogues done to him? They had killed him… killed him brutally in the name of the Challenge, snatching his legacy away with his son's life.Darius was powerful, that much was evident by his Alpha title alone, and nobody was denying it either.His strikes were heavy, each movement showing his years of maturity and experience; powered by force that was motivated with the thought of revenge that was making him more and more aggressive. But he was fighting with emotion, not precision… while Fynn was fighting smart. He was quick, controlled, and calculating, exactly how a young Alpha should be. And he was allowing Darius to tir
Vienna's POV:Orion’s face crumpled the moment he met my gaze, fixing me with an accusing glare that was coated in the form of a plea… as if I was solely responsible for all the choices he had made until now, not him. "Vienna… really?" His voice was hoarse, as if he might start crying at any moment. His eyes searched mine for the sympathy which I refused to give him. "You are my only… my only daughter." He whispered the statement like it burned his tongue to admit the shameful truth of Tessa and Gemini. Funny how he had never been so evidently heartbroken while accusing my mother of being unfaithful. A wry smirk appeared on my face, but I let him talk anyway. "And when you chose to walk away from me, I accepted your decision, I respected your freedom to make that choice! But don't forget, Vienna! I am the one who gave you my love, even before I was sure you were my daughter…”There it is. The accusation whose shadow I had lived my whole life under, which somehow refused to leav
Vienna's POV:The shouts from the stadium, some those of celebration while some of protest, had barely died down when the Council elder raised a hand, moving forward with the next announcement as if this was his daily routine. And judging by the wrinkles around his eyes, this was probably not the first time he had seen something like this happen. "Now, let’s move on to the final round, since the competition must go on. As these two Alpha wolves are the only ones left standing in the Arena while all others have either submitted or succumbed to death, the Supreme Alpha can only be chosen through a match—" I felt both Kai and Fynn tense as they stood beside me. I knew they were reluctant to fight against each other, and if the decision was left up to them… they were probably going to leave the throne to each other. But before the elder could continue, a new voice rang out through the Arena, clear and unwavering. "Not yet!" The Council elder’s face twisted in displeasure as he tu
Vienna's POV:I could tell from the expression on the Head Priestess’ face, that I was supposed to feel like a burden had been taken off my shoulders. After giving her clarifications, she probably expected me to be relieved; because now, the decision had been taken away from my conscious self and handed over to the primal wolf, whose soul supposedly lived inside me. But instead of relief, a different kind of dread settled into my bones. Because once again, I was bound to fail! I was going to fail my mates… my pack! Hell, I was going to face the expectations of the entire werewolf species and fail badly, because the truth was that I couldn’t transform. The realization that nothing had changed after all, was suffocating. Turns out, my life was just as shitty as before, because I was just as useless as ever. I gulped hard, trying to push past the lump forming in my throat. I winced, already preparing myself for the burden of yet another person’s disappointment as I forced the wor
Vienna's POV:The outburst followed almost immediately. "This is complete nonsense!" Someone shouted from the crowd, instigating the others too. "Impossible! Our wolf is part of our souls! If she has two, then doesn't that mean her soul is corrupted!”"Or is she possessed by some evil spirit?" The voice was laced with fearA scoff came from the supporters of Alpha Blackwood, who were no doubt familiar with me. "First, they say she has two mates. And now, two wolves? Let's just say that she is an abomination, and end this cycle of unnecessary surprises!”"If we leave her alive, the Moon Goddess may get angry with us and end the werewolf bloodlines forever!" I had been called wolfless my whole life. Now, I had too many wolves? And which of the possibilities was worse? The whispers turned into accusations, hissing voices spreading like wildfire. Just when I thought my head might explode, Aredne raised her hands. "Enough!" The Stadium fell into a tentative silence as the Head
Author's POV:Fynn and Kai exchanged a glance, their expressions mirroring the same level of unease as they watched Vienna tilt her head back, gulping down the thick potion without hesitation. Her brilliant green eyes found theirs immediately after, maybe searching for the familiar bond between them, or some form of reassurance. Neither of them knew what was in that potion, they had never heard of such a thing before. And so, they were understandably bothered by the thought that it might contain something that might hurt Vienna. But the Head Priestess seemed sure of herself, and most importantly, Vienna had said she trusted her. And so, they held their ground, pushing aside the creeping sense of suspicion and danger. More than anything, they were eager to see Vienna’s wolf for the first time. Although, deep down, they both already had an idea what the outcome was going to be, and so did Vienna. It was pretty simple, since Vienna had spent considerably more time around Kai since
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,”