LOGINSharon is her pack’s Alpha fated mate, which is the heart's desire of every female. But what happens when he cheats with her sister and then rejects her? Roland is the king of the werewolf kingdom. After finding his mate, she betrayed him by having affairs with his beta. Not long after, she was attacked by rogues and died because he loved her so much. It made him hard and cold. One night, as he was coming back from his normal duty, he and his wolf caught an unfamiliar scent and found a she-wolf. What will be the fate of Sharon when she wakes up and finds out she had run straight into the land that belongs to their king, and what will happen when they finally fall in love with each other?
View MoreSHARON’S POV NINE YEARS LATERNine years slipped by faster than winter snow melting off the pines. I stood on the raised stone platform overlooking the Jordan pack gathering circle, wind tugging at the hem of my silver-trimmed cloak. Below me, hundreds of faces turned upward, some proud, some curious, a few openly skeptical. My son Daemon stood beside Morris at the center of the circle, his shoulders squared, his chin lifted. At sixteen he already matched his father in height, though his frame still carried the lean lines of youth. His wolf had come early, fierce and sudden two moons ago during a storm that rattled the windows of our home. The shift had torn through him like lightning; he’d howled so loud the pack heard it for miles.Morris raised one hand and the crowd hushed instantly.“Jordan pack,” he called, his voice carrying clear and deep. “Today we honor the blood right. This land, this strength, has always belonged to the line of its true alpha. We all know the story of ho
SHARON’S POV I woke to the soft gray light slipping between the curtains and the low rumble of Morris’s voice somewhere close. My body still carried yesterday’s delicious ache, muscles loose and heavy in the best way. I stretched, sheets sliding over bare skin, and cracked one eye open.Morris sat in the wide armchair by the window, shirtless, one twin cradled against each shoulder. Luna’s tiny fist gripped his collarbone while her brother, Elias, slept with his cheek mashed against Morris’s chest. Both babies still had that newborn flush, cheeks round and pink, little mouths working in their sleep. Morris’s head tilted down, lips brushing Luna’s dark curls as he murmured something too quiet for me to catch.I propped myself on one elbow. “Did you get any sleep at all?”He glanced up, his eyes looked tired but bright. A slow smile curved his mouth. “Not much. Luna decided three in the morning was party time. She woke up screaming like the world was ending until I walked her around th
MORRIS’ POV I sat behind the wide oak desk in my study, elbows planted on the polished surface, fingers steepled while Kelly paced in front of the fireplace. The fire snapped and hissed, throwing orange light across the maps spread between us. We’d been at it for hours, plotting supply lines, debating which border forts needed reinforcing first if the southern packs decided to test our new strength. My head throbbed from the endless what-ifs, but I kept my voice steady. Kelly deserved that much.“Another two companies on the eastern ridge,” I said, tapping the parchment. “We can’t leave the river crossing exposed.”Kelly stopped mid-stride, rubbed the back of his neck. “You really think the southern packs will stay neutral forever? One whisper from their alphas and—”The door creaked open.Sharon poked her head inside, cheeks flushed, eyes glittering like she’d just won a war single-handed. My heart gave a stupid, eager thud. She looked alive, dangerously alive.“Hello, husband.”The
SHARON’S POV A couple of months had passed since the twins arrived, and the days had started to feel like they belonged to us again. Luna and Elias were no longer the fragile little bundles we brought home from the hospital; they had filled out, their cheeks round and pink, their eyes bright and curious. Luna already had a laugh that could stop the whole house, and Elias had taken to grabbing anything within reach—my hair, Morris’s beard, Daenerys’s braid—with a grip that made us all wince and laugh at the same time.Today the sun was high and kind, the kind of warm September afternoon that makes you forget winter ever existed. I decided it was time.I loaded the four children into the SUV myself while Morris finished a call with the southern border patrol. Daenerys helped me buckle Elias into his car seat, chattering the whole time about how she was going to show her baby sister the prettiest flower in the garden. Daemon insisted on carrying Luna’s blanket—“because she might get co
SHARON’S POVI woke up to sunlight spilling across the bed and the smell of coffee drifting under the door. My body felt heavy in the best way: sore muscles, warm skin, the faint ache between my thighs that reminded me how many times Maurice had taken me last night. I stretched slowly, arms reachin
MORRIS’S POV I stood at the kitchen window, rinsing the last of the breakfast mugs, when movement flickered across the yard. Darius stepped out through the barn’s side door, hood drawn low and shoulders hunched against the light rain. He moved quickly but without panic, his gaze sweeping the fence
MORRIS’ POV I waited until Sharon’s breathing evened out before I slipped out of bed. She had cried herself to sleep against my chest, face still damp, fingers curled loosely in my shirt like she feared I might disappear if she let go. I kissed her temple, pulled the quilt higher over her shoulder
MORRIS’ POV The truck rolled through the gates of Crescent Moon territory just as the sun dipped low enough to paint the sky in streaks of orange and rose. I kept one hand on the wheel and the other resting on Sharon’s knee, thumb brushing slow circles over the blanket tucked around her. She sat i






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