LOGINRayna~Terrible decisions come back to bite you in the ass, just like now.Three different insects had already taken a bite out of my backside and Sven didn’t even bother slowing down. Not a glance. Not a “hey, you good?” Nothing.I honestly thought he was joking about taking me on patrol and “getting me acquainted with the lands.” Turns out he was very serious, and my legs were now filing complaints.We had been walking for hours. Or maybe I was exaggerating. No, actually, my feet said it was definitely hours. Then he stopped without warning and I slammed right into his back.What the fuck was his problem?I missed Vuk already. At least that one talked. All Sven did was brood. Brood. Walk. Brood. Rewrite the definition of brooding. That was his entire personality tonight.He almost kissed me in the gym. I was not imagining that. And now he was acting like my presence physically pained him.“Ouch,” I snapped, rubbing my nose where his brick wall of a body had smacked me.“Get out of y
Sven~ My fists tightened at my sides. Of all the fucking times to walk in, it had to be now. My eyes flicked back to her lips, parted and tempting, and the burning urge to kiss her surged through me again. But the apprehension in her eyes stopped me cold. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The guard’s voice still echoed in my ears and I swore under my breath. This emergency better be worth it or that idiot would be spending his weekend in the dungeons. Her breathing was uneven. Mine wasn’t any better. “I’ll see you here tomorrow,” I said quietly, my voice rough with everything I didn’t say. Then I turned away before I did something I couldn’t undo. The air outside the gym hit me cold. The rain had long stopped but the ground was still damp. Two guards stood waiting near the entrance, eyes flicking between each other before one of them stepped forward. “Alpha,” he said, handing me a damp photograph. The paper was creased and smeared at the edges but the image was clear enough. Bodie
Rayna~ Sven acted strangely every time we met. It was either he was caring or he couldn’t care less if I even existed. After he regained control of his body, he’d gone out of his way to avoid me entirely. And now, standing across from me, this same man had suddenly decided to take over my training. “What’s this about, Sven?” I asked, wiping sweat from my face, my pulse still racing. He crossed his arms, muscles flexing beneath his shirt like he was doing it on purpose. “Reeves isn’t qualified to train you the way I can.” I blinked. “Qualified? He’s literally the one who’s been doing it for months, and last I checked you ordered him to train me.” His jaw clenched. “And doing a shitty job of it.” I scoffed, tossing my towel on the bench. “You weren’t complaining when you were too busy avoiding me.” There I said it. It was always annoying how he decided when it was time to talk to me and when it wasn't time to. His eyes narrowed, and something dark flickered across his face. “
Sven~ Fucker. Fucker. Fucker. Bloody. Bastard. That's all I could grit out, my teeth clenching so hard my jaw ached, while Vuk hugged Rayna. He opened up to her, and she rested against him like it was natural, like I wasn’t even there. I was jealous. I was fucking jealous of my own wolf. The heat in my chest was unbearable, every nerve on fire. ‘That could have been you, but you're just so uptight,’ Vuk danced in my head, voice sharp and mocking. I was back here, in my new designated area of the house since these messed up feelings for Rayna started to take over. The gym. In front of a new punching bag. I hadn’t hit it yet. I couldn’t summon any real anger except the gnawing irritation at Vuk’s words. But I couldn’t do this, not with Rayna, not now. ‘And that is exactly why she doesn’t let herself be vulnerable with you,’ he taunted, smug. I swung the bag weakly. It moved back and forth lazily. I grabbed it and held it still, frustrated. My hands itched for release, for contro
Rayna~ Vuk was different. You could feel his presence, thick and suffocating, filling the small bathroom until it felt like the walls might crack under the pressure. He was daring. Way more daring than Sven. And that was saying something, because Sven was already a fucking beast. His dark eyes pinned me in place as he finally let go of Jacqueline. The air around him was hot, heavy, almost vibrating with restrained violence. “I think I’m ready to leave now,” I managed to get out, my voice barely holding steady, throat dry. He gave me a curt nod, then turned his head toward pheromones chick. “Tell your father to get new partners,” he said, voice low enough to sound like a threat. “No…” she whimpered, eyes wet, voice trembling. “Sven… we… we need you.” He didn’t even blink. “Then you should’ve thought of that before touching my woman.” The way my woman rolled off his tongue made my skin prickle, heat crawling up my spine. His hand slid to the small of my back, firm and groun
Sven~ Stubborn. That was the only word that fit the Blacaris daughter. All she had to do was sit at the bar. Easy. Simple. Non-tasking. Yet somehow, she managed to turn that into an act of rebellion. Tony was still droning on about some sector report, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. His voice was just background noise against the irritation humming in my chest. “Five minutes. If she’s not back by then, we’re going to look for her,” I muttered, checking my watch. The urge to check my phone won, and I typed a quick message. Sven: Where did you go? I stared at the screen, jaw tightening when the message showed delivered but not read. She was testing my patience. Again. "You seem distracted, Mr. Dragovic," Tony said, his voice dragging me back to the present. I blinked once, expression flat. “Do I?” He chuckled nervously, tugging at his tie. “Well, yes. You haven’t said a word since the presentation started.” “That’s because you haven’t said anything worth responding to,”







