INICIAR SESIÓN⋅ ⋅ ♛ MASON POINT OF VIEW ♛ ⋅ ⋅ I couldn't believe those stubborn fools were actually tearing at each other's throats over something as petty as a piece of bread. I had already made the terms crystal clear to the Silvermoon: if they were willing to bow their heads to me and Alexia, they were welcome to integrate into my pack. If not, they could pack their shit and survive as rogues or loners. The choice was entirely theirs. Zarek could handle the rest of their squabbling. I had far more important things to focus on — namely, finding every spare second I could to spend with my mate. Last night had been absolute bliss. I hadn't slept that deeply or peacefully since the first night we'd slept in the same bed, and waking up with her soft body warm against mine this morning had nearly driven me mad with desire. I walked into my office and sat down at my desk, determined to clear through the lingering mountain of pack reports as quickly as possible so I could hurry back to her room.
⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ I sat at the vanity, slowly drawing the brush through my dark hair, trying to keep my restless mind occupied. A few hours ago, Zarek had knocked urgently on the door, calling Mason away because a fierce brawl had broken out among some of the Silvermoon pack members in the hall. Since then, I had remained alone in the room. I hadn't even bothered to step outside; my breakfast had been brought up on a tray, and I had eaten by myself. Yet, no matter how hard I tried to focus on my surroundings, I couldn't stop thinking about last night — the overwhelming heat of his touch, the taste of him, and the raw devotion in his eyes. I rested my palm over my lower stomach, a smile touching my lips. “My sweet child...” I whispered to the warmth beneath my hand. “I promise you, I am going to give you the best, most loving family you could ever wish for. Just like the wonderful bond I had with my own parents.” A sudden ache squeezed my heart. I missed them so muc
⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ Something warm and heavy was pinning me down. Still half-asleep, I shifted beneath the unfamiliar weight, only to feel strong arms tighten around my waist. I slowly opened my eyes, and the sight in front of me immediately made me smile.Mason’s head was resting on my chest, his broad body sprawled over mine. Bright morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm, blinding glow across the room.My muscles protested at the awkward position, but instead of pushing him away, I found myself relaxing into his warmth. His familiar scent surrounded me, and the steady rhythm of his breathing made the morning feel strangely peaceful. I blinked in confusion, wondering how we'd ended up like this. Wasn't I supposed to be the one curled against him? "Mason..." I murmured, reaching up to lightly pat his cheek. He just let out a deep, sleepy groan, buried his face further into me, and didn't move an inch. "Mason," I tried again, patting his cheek
⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ Mason tilted his head, crashing his lips against mine with a fierce, demanding heat. His kisses were becoming my favorite addiction — a sweet, intoxicating drug I never wanted to recover from. He released my wrists, his hands sliding down to frame my hips before lifting me off my feet like I weighed nothing. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, clinging to his shoulders as he carried me toward the bed. We fell together onto the soft mattress in a tangle of limbs. Mason broke the kiss, his thumb gently tracing my swollen, reddened lips while his gaze held mine, dark and unwavering. "Tell me you want me, Alexia," he rasped. "Tell me you're mine." “I want you more than I need to breathe,” I whispered, holding his gaze. "That is all I needed to hear," he murmured. The certainty in his voice sent a strange little flutter through my chest. His lips dragged across my jaw and moved down the sensitive column of my neck, his hot tongue traci
⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ Mason slowly pulled away from the kiss, both of us breathless and flushed, our hearts hammering against each other like trapped birds. “Who is it?!” he barked toward the entrance. The thunder in his voice almost startled me, but his hand tightened protectively around my waist, keeping me securely anchored to his lap. The door opened, and Zarek stepped inside with his head bowed low, carefully keeping his eyes on the floor. “I apologize for the intrusion, Alpha King. But it is regarding the remaining Silvermoon Pack members... What shall we do with them?” “Haven’t you already housed them in one of the halls?” Mason growled, his voice tight with irritation. “Yes, Alpha King,” Zarek replied smoothly. “However, they are demanding an immediate audience with you.” “They are demanding?” Mason repeated. His thumb stopped moving against my hip. He glanced down at me, and for a heartbeat, the tension left his face. His thumb brushed once over my hip bef
⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ “What do you want?” I asked, forcing my voice to stay cold while my pulse raced. “Can’t I come to see my own Luna?” he murmured, closing the distance between us in a single stride. The possessive edge in his voice made my stomach tighten. He knew exactly what that word did to me.I stood up to walk away, but before I could take a step, his hand shot out and clamped around my wrist. He dragged me back as he dropped into the spot I had just vacated, sending me tumbling onto the sofa and straight into his lap. The coffee cup slipped from my fingers and shattered against the floor as I collided with his thighs. “What are you doing, Mason?” I gasped, my hands flying up to press against his chest as I looked up into his face. Fuck. Up close, the amber firelight caught along the sharp line of his jaw, but I barely noticed. My attention stayed on his eyes. They weren't cold anymore. His gaze dropped briefly to my mouth before returning to my eyes, and







