เข้าสู่ระบบ"Get off the bed, Nia," Kairo growled.
He pulled up his dark pants and zipped them fast, but then he froze. I looked down to see what made him stop. There was bright red blood on his skin.
I bit my lip hard, my face burning super hot with embarrassment. I looked up at his face. His eyes were wide, and he looked totally shocked.
"You were a virgin?" his deep voice rasped. He looked like he could not believe it.
"It is not a big deal," I whispered, pulling the blanket up to my chin. My heart went fast, hitting my chest like a trapped bird.
He threw his pants back off and scooped me up in his big arms. "Yes, it is a big deal. Let me take care of you the right way, little wolf."
My breath caught. We were going to do it again? I wanted to tell him he already did great, but I kept my mouth shut. I just wanted to feel his big, tattooed hands on me more. He carried me into the tiny bathroom, his huge frame making the space feel super small. He turned on the warm water and sat me on the counter.
"I am going to clean you up, and then I will worship your body all night long," Kairo murmured. He nuzzled his nose against my neck, and his warm breath gave me crazy shivers. I felt so safe with him. It made sense why I loved him.
"Can I do the same to you?" I asked, feeling brave. I was never this bold with boys, but with him, I wanted everything.
He took my hand and pressed it against his hard length. He was ready again. Liquid glistened at the tip, and I used my thumb to smear it down his smooth skin, mixing it with the red drops. His length twitched under my touch, getting even bigger. I stared at it, licking my lips because it looked so amazing.
"Later," he groaned in his thick accent. That deep voice made my inside parts clench.
A tiny smile showed on his beautiful face. It was the very first time I ever saw him smile, and it made my chest feel super warm. I loved it.
He grabbed my waist with both hands and lifted me up. I locked my legs around his big hips, and he walked us right into the shower. The hot water sprayed down on my skin, feeling so good.
But feeling his hard chest pressed against mine felt even better. I slid my feet down to the wet tiles, staring into his eyes that burned like blue fire.
"You are beautiful, Nia," he whispered.
My cheeks got super hot. He was the beautiful one—pure hard muscle, no fat at all. My fingers tracked over his wet skin, feeling the strong shapes of his body. Water trickled down his shoulders, and even though we were in the wet shower, my mouth felt totally dry.
"Look at me," his deep voice vibrated through my bones. I raised my head, and he started planting soft, warm kisses along my jaw. I let out a soft sigh and tilted my head back, begging for his lips. I needed more of him.
He slammed his mouth against mine, and I opened up for his tongue. I moaned loud. Our tongues tangled together, and the kissing got wild and hungry. It felt like fireworks exploding in my blood.
"I am going to make you scream," he growled against my lips, igniting a crazy heat that the water could not wash away.
He pushed my back hard against the wet wall and dropped down to his knees on the floor. My mouth fell open. He grabbed my hips tight and buried his face right between my thighs.
"Fuck!" I screamed out, a loud moan echoing in the small shower as his tongue took its first taste of me. My fingers tangled in his wet hair, gripping it tight so I wouldn't fall.
"Kairo!" I panted, shaking against the wall. But his strong hands kept me pinned. My heart pounded like crazy in my ears. My skin was burning, and my body jumped with every single lick and bite against my sweet spot.
His rough fingers dug into my skin, and my hips bucked right into his face. I needed more.
"Oh my God," I whimpered. He slid one big finger deep inside me, filling me up. I threw my head back, my mind completely blank except for his name repeating over and over.
My whole body shook with a huge need that only the Supreme Alpha could fix. I was so close to bursting, struggling to breathe.
He let out a deep rumble of approval against my skin, making me vibrate.
"Kairo, please," I chanted as his finger pumped faster and deeper. I squirmed under his heavy grip. "I am going to—"
I could not even finish the word. I was chasing that crazy, blazing pleasure. I looked down, and our eyes locked. The desire in his pale glaciers made him look like a wolf god. He ate me out like a starved animal. He added a second finger, thrusting in and out, taking me higher and higher until I completely broke apart. The orgasm crashed through me like a giant tidal wave, sudden and shattering.
I let out small, panting whimpers, my legs shaking in the aftermath.
He stood back up, the water raining down on both of us.
"Holy shit," I muttered, my eyes heavy as I slumped against his wet chest. I hid my face in his neck, breathing him in while my heart slowed down. I want to be with him forever, I thought.
He grabbed my butt with one hand and tangled his other hand in my hair, pulling my head back gently so he could see my face.
"Too tired to keep going?" he asked darkly.
"Never," I smiled, pressing my front against him. He was making me greedy. This feeling was a total rush.
"Good," he groaned, pressing his hard shaft right against my stomach. "Because we are just getting started."
I gasped and looked down. He was rock hard again, needing me just as much as I needed him. It felt amazing to feel this alive, and I knew it was only because of him.
I reached down and stroked his hardness. It jerked in my hand, and I watched it, fascinated. My thumb circled the top, smearing the fluid down his skin.
"I want to taste you," I whispered, looking right at his length.
"Nothing would make me happier," he rasped, his next words setting my skin on fire. "Get on your knees, Nia."
BOOM. BOOM."Who the fuck hits a pack gate at this hour?" Hollis growls, checking the heavy iron bolt on the door before looking at the wall clock.He grabs a long broadsword from the wall mount, flicking on the wall lanterns while I step back toward the shadow of the archway, my pulse hammering against my throat. No good news ever arrives before dawn in the lowlands.Hollis wrenches the heavy timber door open, his blade raised—and we both freeze as the massive, towering silhouette of an Alpha fills the entire doorway.The cold night fog swirls around his broad shoulders, casting dark shadows over his carved jaw line. His chest is heaving, his dark travel cloak caked in fresh mud and road dust. It takes my brain three full seconds to register the golden glow burning in his eyes."Everett!" I gasp, my voice choking in my throat."Brielle," High Alpha Everett Hawthorne rumbles, pushing past Hollis into our hall without waiting for an invitation, his golden eyes locking onto mine with ab
Brielle Whitmore POVMy wolf is practically purring beneath my ribs, so completely lulled by the familiar scent of damp pine, woodsmoke, and wet earth.Everyone at Whitmore Hill House was ridiculously overjoyed when Hollis and I pulled up in the war-carriage yesterday. That’s the thing about growing up in a pack house full of rowdy, thick-headed males: they flash their fangs fast, they throw punches faster, but they forgive and forget almost instantly. They questioned my sudden, unannounced return from the Crownstone District for all of five minutes, fussing over me like I was a high-born guest for the first night, before dragging me right back into our chaotic daily pack rhythm.Hollis and I handle the cooking, while the Whitmore brothers scrape the pots and violently wrestle over who gets the last hunk of venison.I cast a glance around our small, rustic timber kitchen and let out a soft, aching sigh. It is cozy, ringing with memories of Elise Whitmore and Warren Whitmore, but it is
I step forward, closing the distance in two broad strides and sweeping my arms around her small frame, pulling her tightly against my chest. "I know, my sweet wolf, I know. But I need time to clear the corruption from this territory, and you need a safe sanctuary to grow into the powerful female you were born to be.""You're discarding me!" she screams suddenly, her small hands forming tight fists and slamming directly into my chest with all the frantic, raw strength of a distraught young wolf. "Daddy, no! You promised you would never send me away! You're abandoning me just like Mom did!"Her tears break into full-blown, violent sobs. She writhes in my grip, her small fists pounding against the heavy leather of my tunic over and over again, her short nails clawing at my chest."I am so sorry, Mags," I whisper into her silver hair, my own eyes burning with hot, unshed tears. "I am so, so sorry—""No, you're not! You monster! You cold, ruthless bastard!"The venom in her young voice is
Everett Hawthorne POVThe communication stone on my mahogany desk flared three separate times before dying out into a dark, cold grey."She cut the link," I growl, my claws extending enough to gouge deep, bloody grooves into the polished wood of my desk.I slam my calloused fist onto the surface, sending a crack radiating through the timber. She made it brutally clear that she wants nothing to do with me, my bloodline, or my territory ever again. The sweet, addictive scent of pine and wild honeysuckle that usually lingers around my quarters is already fading, replaced by the bitter tang of betrayal.Yet, when I step into the Grand Foyer of the Hawthorne Grand Hotel the following morning, my wolf refuses to accept the cold reality. He paces behind my ribs, snapping his fangs, searching every corner for her presence.I stand near the entrance for hours, ignoring the whispers of low-ranking pack members and high-born elders as they pass. No Brielle Whitmore."Looking for the ghost of you
Everett Hawthorne POVThe sight of Brielle Whitmore standing in the doorway of my residence with pure, crushing betrayal bleeding from her dark eyes tore a hole straight through my chest."I swear on my bloodline, Brielle, I never touched her!" I roar, taking three furious steps toward the open threshold, my golden wolf-eyes flashing with desperate, terrifying heat.Brielle does not say a single word.She turns on her heel and bolts down the torchlit stone corridor, her boots pounding against the floorboards as she flees the Hawthorne Crown Residence. The scent of her raw, agonizing heartbreak lingers in the air, sweet pine and wild honeysuckle twisted into something sour and suffocating.I reach the private Alpha lift just as the heavy bronze doors seal shut, locking her face away from me behind solid metal."High Alpha!" Alton Mercer shouts, rushing up the stairwell with his broadsword drawn, three elite Hawthorne guards trailing right at his heels. "We heard shouting from the upper
"Argh!" I jerked my head back in absolute disgust, spitting onto the stone floor.She tasted of bitter herbs and cheap cherry liquor. It was repulsive. My wolf recoiled inside me, demanding Brielle’s sweet scent of wild honeysuckle and pine. I wanted nothing to do with this treacherous snake.Then, a subtle shift in the air made my heart freeze.The heavy iron door of the residence was standing half-open. Standing on the threshold, frozen in absolute shock, was Brielle Whitmore."Everett?" Brielle whimpered, her voice trembling so hard it barely carried across the room. "Veda?"She stood there holding a leather folder of pack logs, her dark eyes wide and fixed on the two of us—on Veda pinned against the wall beneath me, her dress open to her waist, and my face inches from hers.I instantly released my grip on Veda’s throat. The border female slid down the stone wall to her knees, clutching her neck while a wicked, triumphant grin spread across her mouth."Brielle," I gasped, stepping
"This is Omari's sister," Kairo introduced his date. Short and to the point. He never wasted energy on excess words, did he."Oh my gosh," the woman's squeal startled me. "Callum Hayes! I am such a fan." Her voice was high-pitched, and she beamed like a hundred-watt light bulb. She turned her gaze
"You look beautiful, Nia," Callum said.His eyes burned as his hands wrapped around my waist. I wore a sleeveless, V-neck red dress that fell down my body, softly hugging my curves. It revealed more skin than I was used to, but it fit this type of elite gathering hall. My hair was up in a fashionab
I opened my eyes and saw Kairo watching me. He was sitting at my small desk, his huge body looking way too big for the wooden chair. He had his pants on, but his bare chest was on full display. I could not believe last night. I had liked him since my first year at Moonridge Academy, and I never tho
"Put down the cup, Nia," Kairo said.His deep voice vibrated straight through my bones. My whole body jumped, and my heart went fast, hitting hard against my ribs. I turned around quick, my bare legs shaking in my short pink dress.Kairo Adeyemi stood right there in the middle of the crowded party.







