MasukEDALThe heavy silence that followed my command was broken only by the crackle of the hearth fire and the deep, harsh rhythm of our breathing.Ezra didn't pull away. Every muscle in his lean frame snapped tight, his long hybrid ears pinning back as his chest rose and fell rapidly against the thick wall of Rylan’s forearm. He was a grown warrior of this pack—a man who had killed lowlanders in the snow and held the western ridges under my direct command—but under the collective weight of the three of us, his golden eyes burned with a dark, volatile mix of defiance and absolute submission."I can take whatever you give me, Korr," Ezra rasped out, his voice dropping into a rough, low growl that vibrated straight through the floorboards. His fingers dug hard into the thick muscle of Rylan’s arm, his knuckles turning white as he tilted his head back against Rylan’s shoulder, exposing the long, corded line of his neck. "Don't hold back because you think I’ll break.""Good," I growled softly,
EDALThe heavy silence that followed my command was broken only by the crackle of the hearth fire and the deep, harsh rhythm of our breathing.Ezra didn't pull away. Every muscle in his lean frame snapped tight, his long hybrid ears pinning back as his chest rose and fell rapidly against the thick wall of Rylan’s forearm. He was a grown warrior of this pack—a man who had killed lowlanders in the snow and held the western ridges under my direct command—but under the collective weight of the three of us, his golden eyes burned with a dark, volatile mix of defiance and absolute submission."I can take whatever you give me, Korr," Ezra rasped out, his voice dropping into a rough, low growl that vibrated straight through the floorboards. His fingers dug hard into the thick muscle of Rylan’s arm, his knuckles turning white as he tilted his head back against Rylan’s shoulder, exposing the long, corded line of his neck. "Don't hold back because you think I’ll break.""Good," I growled softly,
KORRThe sharp mountain wind bit through the narrow iron grates of the lower chamber, but inside, the air remained stifling, thick with heat and the heavy, musky scent of our combined mark.I rested back against the stacked furs near the hearth, my chest rising and falling in deep, heavy breaths. Edal lay curled sideways over my lap, completely exhausted, her body soft and flushed pink in the dying embers of the fire. One of my thick, scar-laced arms was locked securely around her waist, keeping her flush against my bare chest, while my hand rested on the broad flare of her hip.Across the rug, Rylan was sitting back on his heels, his massive frame gleaming with sweat in the dark gold light. He was watching us, his dark eyes heavy with an intense, lingering hunger that hadn't settled even after his release. He reached for a linen cloth, slowly wiping down his thick, corded forearms, his jaw set in a tight line of raw, territorial satisfaction."She’s out," Rylan rumbled low, his deep
EDALThe air inside the low chamber didn't just feel warm; it felt heavy, thick with the intoxicating scent of damp skin, pine smoke, and the deep, territorial musk of four men who had completely closed off the rest of the world.I was on my knees on the thick black fur rug, my chest resting low against the floorboards, my body trembling from the lingering electricity of Rylan's release. But Korr gave me zero time to catch my breath.His massive, calloused hands clamped down onto the flare of my hips, his long fingers digging into my soft skin with a bruising, possessive intensity. He pulled my waist up, tilting my hips high into the amber glow of the hearth fire."Look at how thoroughly marked you are, Edal," Korr growled, his voice dragging out from the darkest part of his throat—a low, gravelly rasp that vibrated all the way through the wooden floorboards beneath us.He lined his thick, re-hardened shaft right against my dripping, swollen cleft. Without a second of hesitation, Korr
EdalThe war room emptied slowly, leaving only the five of us in the amber-lit dusk of the lower chamber. Outside, the mountain wind howled against the heavy granite walls, driving the temperature down into a deep, biting freeze. Inside, the heat was suffocating—thick with pine smoke, melted candle wax, and the raw, territorial tension vibrating between the four men who claimed me.I stood by the central map table, my fingers resting on the smooth parchment near the high ridge mark where we were meant to meet the Southern Council’s envoy at sundown tomorrow."You're thinking too far ahead, Edal," Tarek’s voice purred softly from the darkness behind me.Before I could turn, Tarek stepped close, his long, warm hands sliding up from my waist to rest over my shoulders. He was bare-chested now, having stripped away his soiled work tunic, his skin glistening faintly from the hot bath oil he’d been preparing near the hearth. His fingers worked into the tight, knotted muscles at the base of m
EDALBy mid-afternoon, the heavy oak doors of the council hall had been barred against the rising mountain wind. A thick map of the southern valley lay unrolled across the central table, weighed down at the corners by brass compasses, iron daggers, and Tarek’s heavy stone inkwells.The atmosphere in the room was electric, charged with the quiet, deadly focus that always settled over the pack before a storm.Brody stood near the foot of the table, his thick arms crossed over his chest as his dark eyes trailed the red charcoal line Korr had drawn across the high pass. "If the Iron Garrison sends a scouting party of twenty, we can choke them at the narrow gorge near the old stone archway," Brody said, his voice echoing off the vaulted stone ceiling. "They won't be able to deploy their heavy shields in a passage that narrow.""They won't send twenty, Brody," Korr said flatly.Korr was leaning over the table, his broad palms planted flat against the parchment. The firelight from the wall s
RYLANThe mountain trail was total hell. The convoy crawled through the jagged teeth of the Red Ridge, the heavy transport trucks spinning their tires in the loose shale and gray mud. Up here, the air was thin and bit like a knife.At the back of the convoy, Edal was asleep against my chest, wrappe
EDAL“Look at her, locking herself in like the pathetic little breeder she is.”The words came through the door like needles, sharp and precise, and I pressed my back against the wood so hard I felt the grain bite into my skin.“Did you see her face when Alpha announced Vex as his Luna?” Another vo
EDAL“You haven't fucked me in two weeks Rylan… Of course I'm wet, Bow shut up and fuck me .” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped. My nails dug into his shoulders.“Is this what you need?” he asked, curling his fingers, hitting that spot that made my vision blur.“I need you
EDALThe smell of burned flesh always came first, Smoke and charred skin. It filled my nose, my throat, my lungs. I couldn't breathe or scream. I was nine years old again, hiding under the kitchen table, watching my mother's body break itself apart.Her spine curved backward first with a loud, we







