LOGIN*Hazel*
Feelings I couldn’t stop, arousal that had no power over me. My body succumbed to every touch, and I could only whimper and moan in response, savoring every bit of pleasure. I knew it wasn’t right, but I couldn’t resist; instead, I responded fully to him.
He lifted me off my feet, carrying me to the bed while kissing me relentlessly. In a swift motion, he unzipped my gown, pulling it down, eagerness evident in every move. His face radiated lust and affection. I felt his hand on my inner thigh, moving and pressing toward my throbbing clit. He shifted my thong and inserted a finger deep into me, and I groaned loudly, lost between pain and pleasure, arching my back and shuddering beneath him. I rocked my hips around his finger, my walls clenching around it. “Mm... hmmmm... ohh...” I couldn’t stop wanting more.
*Orion*
I couldn’t control myself. My body ached with need and arousal. My cock stood erect, pressing visibly against my briefs. I fingered her roughly yet gently as her moans fueled the fire within me. “Knock!... Knock!” I heard, but I was clouded by the lovemaking, blocking the mindlink to focus solely on her. The knocking grew more frequent, startling Hazel. She closed her eyes, savoring every pleasure. I removed my finger from her pussy, aware someone was at the door. Whoever it was should probably say their last prayer.
I walked to answer the door. “Alpha…” Shane. I suppressed the urge to growl or attack—I didn’t want to scare her. “Get lost!” I said silently, clenching my teeth.
She had already redressed, zipping up her gown by herself. Smack! An unexpected slap landed across my face.
“Who the fuck are you?!” she shouted angrily, tears streaming down her face.
“Hazel… I…” I couldn’t form the words; her tears cut straight through me.
“I didn’t want to see you again!” she said, wiping her eyes and walking toward the door.
I mindlinked Bella and Mira to wait for her downstairs. I was dumbfounded and hurt. She is my mate, for God’s sake! Why couldn’t I just be with her like a regular mate? She was acting like I had taken advantage of her. Her tears made my heart ache. She didn’t want me.
*Hazel*
I was more than embarrassed, disappointed in myself. How could I have allowed that to happen—opening my legs to a man who wasn’t my mate? I didn’t even know him properly. My parents would be mortified; this was not the Hazel they raised. I had always rejected Adrian’s touch and had never kissed him more than once.
The slap shouldn’t have happened, though I also enjoyed every bit of what he did to my body. I groaned at his touch, and I knew if he were to repeat it, I would still welcome the pleasure. It was beyond my control. I merely transferred my anger onto him; I was angrier with myself than with him. The deed was done, and all I could do now was avoid him at all costs, as I couldn’t resist him.
I saw Bella and Mira waiting outside, and I was more than astonished. I walked toward them.
“How did you both know I would be here?” I asked, shocked by their presence.
“You shouldn’t worry about that, my lady,” Bella said, while Mira held my arm, walking me toward my quarters. I felt lucky to have them by my side; I wouldn’t lie. They are always beside me and even support me.
The final chapter The pack celebration lasted for three days. From the moment the news of the Alpha heir spread, wolves from distant territories arrived — some on horseback, some in royal convoys, some by foot, each bringing gifts, blessings, and promises of loyalty to the newborn prince of the pack. The palace courtyard was transformed into a sea of lanterns and silver banners, the moon symbol glowing everywhere. Hazel stood beside Orion at the entrance of the hall, Rowan resting in her arms, wrapped in the white blanket her mother had woven for him. The cheers of the pack rose like thunder. Then Hazel saw them. Adrian and Mira stepped forward from the crowd, a little girl standing between them, her tiny hand clutched in Mira’s gown. The child’s dark curls bounced as she looked around with wide curious eyes. “Mira…” Hazel whispered. They met halfway, Hazel handing Rowan carefully to her mother before pulling Mira into a warm embrace. “I missed you,” Hazel said. Mira smiled
*Hazel* I lay on the hospital bed feeling both weak and strangely strengthened, as if something inside me had shifted forever. “Congratulations to us,” Ayla’s voice echoed inside my mind. I rolled my eyes, not in the mood for her games. “You shouldn’t mess with my mental health, Ayla. You weren’t there when that servant was trying to hurt me.” She laughed softly. “Exactly. I wanted you to face her yourself. And be careful, Hazel — our baby boy is still fragile.” I froze. “Baby… boy?” I whispered. “Ayla, don’t joke about this.” But she was already fading away. “You’ll see,” she said, leaving me with a racing heart and too many thoughts. Moments later, Orion walked in with a smile so wide it looked like he had just conquered the world. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “Congratulations to us,” he said again. My eyes widened. “You too?” He laughed. “The doctor told me. We’re having a baby.” The room felt like it was glowing. I wrapped my arms around him, laughing and cry
*Hazel* Life had been good for a while. I had grown closer to Ayla, learning to control myself and protect my emotions. I had become stronger and more powerful. I often wondered if being Luna was truly worth it, especially when my personal life felt overwhelming. But I soon realized that without stability in my own life, I could never properly lead the pack as its Luna. So I became more consistent — checking on the servants, attending to their needs, visiting the pack’s children at their schools, and taking part in pack activities. It was exhausting at first, but I eventually found it enjoyable and always looked forward to it. Sometimes I even accompanied my mother when she delivered her handmade gifts and artwork. Today had been especially busy, and my body felt unusually weak. I decided to return early. I mindlinked Bella and Frost — the new servant who had replaced Mira. She had passed the final test and earned her position. While Bella arranged my room, I asked Frost to escor
*Orion* We hid within the bushes until night fell, waiting for the right moment to strike. This was the final mission — to eliminate their packhouse. They had become a plague to the surrounding packs: attacking borders, killing hunters, and committing unforgivable crimes against innocent wolves, especially young females. Many had tried to track them, but they were clever, hiding near the desert where no pack dared to remain for long. Tonight, it ended. When the moon stood high, I ignited the paper in my hand and sent it drifting toward the roof of the packhouse, channeling my power into the flame. The fire spread swiftly. The night glowed with heat and light as the structure was swallowed whole. *Hazel* We stood together and watched. Watched the home of monsters collapse into ash. Watched years of fear burn away. Watched justice take its final breath. No rogue pack remained. My heart was heavy — but for the first time since my father’s death, it was steady. Jus
*Hazel* The decision was made before the sun reached its peak. We would return to the desert. The desert that had swallowed my parents’ hope. The desert that hid the rogues from every pack. The desert that would now expose their sins. My mother stood beside me as we prepared. She was quiet, but there was a fire in her eyes I had never seen before. Not grief. Not fear. Resolve. “They always passed through the southern ridge,” she finally said. Orion lifted his head. “You’re certain?” “Yes. If I saw the one who killed my husband. I would recognize him anywhere.” My chest tightened. The wound in my heart reopened — but this time, it bled purpose. We rode before nightfall. The desert air was heavy and cruel, but we pushed on. Wolves shifted when needed. The sand cut at our legs, the wind clawed at our faces, yet none of us slowed. We followed the route my mother remembered. Every turn… every ridge… until at last— “There,” she whispered. Her hand trembled as she poin
*Hazel* I woke up the next morning feeling the warmth of Orion beside me. The sunlight streamed faintly through the curtains, and I could hear the soft breathing of his wolf echoing in my mind. I stretched languidly, smiling at the scent of him filling the room. My legs were still sore from yesterday, but my body craved him again. “Morning, my lady,” he murmured, nudging me with his nose playfully. I giggled and pounced on him, tangling my fingers in his hair, tugging him closer. He growled low in his throat, rolling us both onto the bed. My hands roamed his body while his hands kneaded mine, the heat building quickly. After several stolen kisses and soft moans, we finally disentangled, laughing breathlessly. I slipped into the bathroom, my body aching but yearning for normalcy. The water cascaded over me, washing away yesterday’s tension. Orion was nowhere near silent either, teasing me through the steam, catching my attention with glances and fleeting touches. I dressed in a sim







