ログインI had barely taken three steps away from Damien Blackthorn’s desk when his deep voice cut through the charged silence like a command I couldn’t ignore.“Miss Voss. Close the door and come back.”My heart slammed against my ribs. The seductive aura I had been desperately trying to contain flared again, thick and sweet, filling his massive office with the unmistakable scent of fertile, needy omega. I turned slowly, maintaining my cold professional mask even as my stronger wolf howled inside me with raw, instinctive need.“Yes, Mr. Blackthorn?”He hadn’t moved from where he leaned against the edge of his mahogany desk, but everything about him had intensified. His golden eyes glowed brighter, pupils blown wide with barely leashed hunger. His broad chest rose and fell with deeper breaths as he scented the air , scenting me. A low, guttural growl rumbled from deep in his chest, vibrating through the room and straight into my core.His wolf was reacting strongly and violently.I felt it lik
My heels clicked against the polished marble as I stepped into Damien Blackthorn’s private office for the first time. The doors closed behind me with a soft, final click that sounded like the sealing of fate. The space was everything I expected from the ruthless Alpha billionaire::vast, luxurious, and domineering. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering Lagos skyline, black leather furniture, dark wood, and the faint scent of cedarwood and power hanging thick in the air and there he was.Damien Blackthorn rose from behind his massive mahogany desk like a predator uncoiling. Seven feet of pure, overwhelming Alpha dominance wrapped in a tailored black suit that did nothing to hide the hard muscle beneath. Broad shoulders, powerful chest, sharp jawline shadowed with stubble, and those piercing golden eyes that locked onto me the instant I entered. His presence slammed into me like a physical force: raw, ancient power mixed with dark masculinity that made my knees want to buckl
The helicopter banked sharply, rotors screaming as it cut through the blood-red night sky . Bullets pinged off the reinforced hull. I clung to the leather seat, completely naked except for Damien’s blood-slicked arms wrapped around me like iron bands. My body was a live wire , the heat consuming me from the inside out. My pussy throbbed violently, slick coating my thighs and dripping onto the seat beneath me. Every jolt of the chopper made my swollen clit rub against my own leg, sending sparks of desperate pleasure through my core.Damien held me straddled across his lap, his massive naked body pressed flush against mine. His thick cock , still rock-hard despite the wounds and the chaos ,,nestled between my ass cheeks, the heavy length throbbing with every heartbeat. The swollen knot at the base pulsed against my skin, teasing what it would feel like locked deep inside me. His golden eyes glowed in the dim cabin light, wild with lust, possession, and barely contained rage.“Hold on ti
The penthouse had become a battlefield once more. Shattered glass crunched under shifting paws and combat boots as masked assassins poured through the broken balcony and hallway like a swarm of death. My mother , the woman who had turned her back while Kael murdered me in my first life , stood at the center of the chaos, her elegant features twisted into a mask of cold ambition. She wore a tailored black suit, silver accents gleaming under the emergency red lights, looking every bit the treacherous Voss matriarch.“Elara,” she called out, her voice cutting through the snarls and growls. “Or Seraphina. Whatever name you hide behind now. The Moon Goddess gave you a second chance, and you waste it spreading your legs for a Blackthorn? Pathetic.”My body burned. The heat was fully upon me now, a raging inferno between my thighs. Slick poured down my legs in obscene trails, soaking the robe Damien had thrown me. My nipples strained painfully against the thin fabric, hypersensitive to every
The council chamber exploded into pandemonium the second Kael’s accusation ripped through the air. She’s in heat and my brother’s already started the next Blackthorn bastard inside her.Gasps and snarls echoed off the ancient stone walls. Dozens of powerful Alphas and elders leaned forward, nostrils flaring as my awakened heat scent finally broke free : sweet, fertile, and thick with desperate need. My cheeks burned with humiliation and raw arousal. Damien’s oversized black shirt barely covered my ass, and every shift of my thighs made me painfully aware of how soaked I was. My pussy clenched around nothing, dripping slick down my inner thighs as the full moon and Damien’s earlier teasing pushed my body into overdrive.I pressed a hand to my stomach again, the anonymous message burning in my mind. Too soon. Impossible. Yet my wolf purred with dark, possessive satisfaction at the thought of his seed taking root inside me. Damien’s grip on my ass tightened under the shirt, his fingers d
Damien’s mouth claimed mine like he owned every breath I took. The kiss was brutal, possessive, and filthy, his tongue thrusting deep, tasting the blood from the fight still lingering on my lips. I moaned into it despite myself, my naked body arching against his rock-hard frame. His massive cock pressed hot and heavy against my stomach, thick veins pulsing, the head already slick with pre-cum that smeared across my skin with every roll of his hips. The full moon made everything sharper, hotter, more dangerous. My pussy throbbed painfully, slick dripping down my inner thighs as my wolf begged to be bred by this Alpha.I hated how much I needed him. I shoved at his chest, breaking the kiss with a gasp. “This changes nothing,” I panted, lips swollen, silver eyes glowing. “I’m not yours to claim.”Damien’s golden gaze burned down at me, dark with lust and barely leashed violence. He was still gloriously naked, every cut muscle glistening with sweat and traces of blood under the crimson m







