LOGINKayleigh: Who should I give my heart to? The one meant to cherish it? Or the one destined to break it into pieces? It’s inevitable. I am bound to choose … Or forever be doomed. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Cillian: You’re all I need, baby. Without you, I have nothing. Without you, I am nothing. I love you, yesterday, today, and for the rest of our lives. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Andrei: I’ll be your protector, savior, and your wolf in shining armor. I’m going to make you mine even if it’s going to ruin me in the end. ______________________________________________________________________________ What does a wolf-less she-wolf, a charismatic alpha heir, and a mysterious werewolf have in common? Love-triangle, pack duties, and family secrets. In short, chaos, chaos, and chaos. I am Kayleigh Donnelly, the Alpha King’s daughter and legacy bearer. I have issues. First, I’m still wolf-less at 18. Second, my bloodline might be tainted. And my last issue comes in the form of two alpha heirs: Cillian O’Ryan. Future Alpha of the Blue Blood Pack. Tall, athletic, and ruggedly handsome. The golden child and most sought after alpha heir among all wolf bloods. Then there’s Andrei Romanov. Future Alpha of the Korol Volkov Pack. Tall, lithe, and sinfully stunning. Descendant of Russian royalty. And just like his family, he is full of power, enigma, and secrets. One is my fated mate and the other my chosen one. One is my savior and the other needs me to save him. One stole my first kiss. The other asked me to be his wife. One wolf is my calm, and the other is my mayhem. My entanglement with these two alpha heirs has been both a blessing and a curse. Moon Goddess, are you having fun yet?
View MoreCillian Fucking Roland escaped. Or—I should say, thanks Goddess, he finally escaped. Gunner and I knew that there are still a few pack members who are loyal to Roland. The only way to identify them is to give them the notion that our security team is weak in hopes that they’d make their move to break him out of his cell. Our plan worked. They might have thought that we didn’t see this coming. But we not only saw it, we anticipated and hoped it would happen. A dozen of my best patrol wolves are tracking the former beta now. Following his every movement. They are instructed to remain undercover until Roland leads them to the one person who also needs to take responsibility of the wolf-war: my Dad. It’s only going to be a matter of time. It’s hard to believe that the man whose life is hanging on a thin line was once a parental figure to all the Wolf Bloods in our pack. Gunner, Kinsley, Reagan, and I
Cillian Kayleigh stares at Diesel and runs her hand over his arm to inspect the bruises marring his skin. She cradles his hand facing up, her thumbnail pressing in the middle of his wrist pulse point. In a swift move, she brings her clenched hand to her mouth before letting her fangs pierce into her skin without showing the little ones that she can partially transform. At the same time, her thumbnail extends into a claw, cutting a shallow wound on Diesel’s wrist. Again, without showing the kids. In the eyes of the Red Wolf pups, Kayleigh just bit herself with her human canines. Except for Uncle James who hasn’t been updated about our recent capabilities, the adults in the room know that Kayleigh and I can now partially transform and control which body part to shift. Just like the Hybrids and Demon Wolves. Kayleigh immediately puts her wrist over Diesel’s, letting her blood drip over his punctured skin. Everyone watches in awe, mouth gaping, eyes gawking, and
Cillian Ten weeks. The doctor said that we have ten weeks to prepare for the baby’s arrival. Kayleigh, Gisella, and Reagan finally agree to be cordial to each other for our wolf-pup’s sake. Kayleigh has been low-key acting as the buffer between the two she-wolves who are obviously faking their truce. All three ladies seem to think that we have enough time to get everything ready. They are hyper-focused on baby clothes and baby stuff. The three princesses think that those are the only things we need to prepare for the pup’s arrival. Ten freaking weeks. I will not admit that I’m panicking, but the truth is, I am freaking out internally. There’s so much to do and so little time to do it. Visit my mom so Kayleigh can meet her. Have an official get-together with Kayleigh’s parents. Settle things with my pack. Talk to Kayleigh about both of our packs’ situations. I’m all about going back to Ireland with her to help her pack. But not now. Not while my pack is stil
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter includes content that might upset some readers, including reference to miscarriage scare. Please seek assistance if needed. Kayleigh “Gentlemen, may I suggest that you take your ladies outside the room until they calm down. Let’s give Alpha Cillian and Luna Kayleigh some quiet time so that they can enjoy meeting their baby Alpha heir for the first time,” the doctor suggests. “I think that’s a good idea. Let us know when we can come back inside. I know that my wife and my sister can’t bear being around each other but they truly care about the wolf-pup. We all do.” Gio tells the doctor as he and Gunner carry their women outside the room. “All right. I’ll call for you when they are ready to behave.” The doctor dips her head to nod as she gives Gio a warm smile. “Thanks, doc. I apologize for my sister. You know how she is.” Cillian explains, embarrassed by his sister’s actions. “No worries. They were fine.
Cillian To claim my mate. To make her mine. To mate, to mark, and mate again. To rut and knot. These are the primal needs of a werewolf. Setting aside the new reality and responsibility that the Moon Goddess just dropped on us, Kayleigh and I shift into our human form. We con
Kayleigh “Are you going to shift into your wolf or just stay in human form when we go for the wolf run to scatter the ashes?” Cillian mumbles between our kisses. My body burns with his touches. I mentally remind myself that we’re out in public so I have to swallow my moans and tell myself that I can
Kayleigh “Kayleigh, I’m sorry. I know what I did wasn’t ideal, but we’re here now. Will you please stop being mad?” Andrei breaks me out of my trance and literally stops me from a self-induced panic attack. “Okay,” I say, softening my tone. “But you’re still mad.”
Cillian Holding her body tightly against mine, I get up off the bed and carry her towards the window and sit her down on the wooden window sill. I unlatch the window lock and push the glass pane outwards to allow the cold fresh air in. The night breeze coming from the outside hits her back and makes






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