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.
My control is slipping. The beast inside me no longer wants to be contained. With a sharp tug, I tear her panties clean off, the fabric ripping beneath my grip. A low growl rumbles from my chest. She gasps, her eyes flying open as I push her flat onto the desk, gripping her thighs and spreading her
Alpha Jack I breathe heavily as I gradually descend from the high she just pulled me into. My eyes flutter open, the haze slowly lifting, and the first thing I see is her. She’s still on her knees before me, my release glistening on her lips—lips she’s now biting with deliberate, sultry intent. H
I flash back to Fury earlier — how naturally the word had rolled off his tongue when he called me "Luna." And how it had sent a stupid, secret thrill through me that I couldn’t shake, no matter how hard I tried... It had felt good. Too good. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I turn away from the c
His eyes drop to my lips, and heat surges to my cheeks. Damn him. Damn that voice. That look. That scent. “This is serious, Jack,” I say, struggling to keep my thoughts straight. “You can’t fight the Alpha King over me. Do you even realize how many lives it would cost? How much blood would be spill







