LOGINScreams. Running feet. The sound of furniture crashing. Omegas shouting over each other. “Jack…?” He’s already tensed beside me, eyes flashing silver. “Something’s wrong.” Before I can speak, one of the younger omegas rushes toward us, her face pale and panicked. “Your Majesty! The prince—he—he’s
By the time we make it back to our private tent that night, exhaustion finally crashes over me. I sink onto the edge of the bed, untying the leather straps from my wrists. Every muscle aches, and without thinking, my hand drifts to my lower belly again. Jack turns from the basin where he’s washing
It’s been seven years since the night I brought Lior into the world—seven years since everything changed. And now, here I stand again, before the ruins of a broken pack hall, blood drying on my hands, my pulse still racing from the rush of justice served… and from the secret I’ve been hiding. The
Jack steps forward, rubbing the back of his neck. “Speaking of that,” he says, his voice calm but firm, “I’ve been talking with the High Priest. I think he’s found a solution.” I tense immediately. “What kind of solution?” “A harmless one,” Jack assures me, though he doesn’t quite meet my eyes. “S
Two years later The palace feels lighter these days—alive with the kind of sweet chaos only children can bring. Lior’s laughter echoes through the marble halls like sunlight turned to sound—bright, wild, and impossible to contain. At two years old, he’s a curious little wolf, always running, climbi
“Kali?” Her name leaves my mouth in a broken whisper. My heart feels like it’s about to stop, terrified of the worst—terrified that she’s gone. Her body lies still—too still—and my pulse hammers violently against my ribs. I press my palm to her cheek. She’s warm, her skin pale and slick with sweat.
“Not that it’s any of your business,” he begins, each word sharper than the last, “or that I owe you an explanation. But I’ll say this once, for all of you—what happens between me and my mate is private. You want to know why this isn’t a ceremony?” He pauses, his tone now biting. “Because all of y
Fury? Fury is Lady Celestia’s mate? Fuck. Suddenly, everything falls into place—No wonder they both acted so strangely around me... stiff, awkward, irritated. The Moon Goddess really has one hell of a sense of humor. Whispers ripple through the pack like wildfire. “They’re mates?” “Lady Celesti
The pain vanishes from his face almost instantly. He slumps forward, hands braced against the ground, chest heaving. Across from him, Lady Celestia stumbles back like she’s been gutted. Her eyes go wide, one hand clawing at her chest as if she’s trying to hold herself together—or stop something fr
“I wish I could keep watching you sleep, beautiful, but unfortunately I have pack business to deal with. Jasmine will be there soon to help you prepare for tonight's celebration.” My lips twitch. “Aww, he called us beautiful,” my wolf coos dreamily. “Calm down,” I mutter, rolling my eyes. “That’s







