Ruby’s POVI settled onto the bed, my body already anticipating the relief of Roman’s hands working out the tension I refused to acknowledge. As I adjusted my towel, I stole a glance at him. He was taking his time, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, inspecting the bottles of massage oil with an unnecessary amount of focus.“You’re really taking this seriously,” I noted.Roman smirked, glancing at me through thick lashes. “You did ask for a professional, didn’t you?”I rolled my eyes, shifting slightly on the bed. The sheets felt cool against my skin, and a thought struck me. “Wait… this is my bed. What if the oil stains the sheets?”Roman’s lips twitched. “Sheets can be changed, Ruby.”I pursed my lips, considering his words. He wasn’t wrong. But something about the way he said it—low and knowing—made my stomach twist in a way that had nothing to do with anxiety.I sighed. “Fine. Let’s get this over with.”Roman grabbed a bottle from the box and walked over to the bed. “Lie on your
RUBY’S POV"You're not supposed to be doing this," I muttered."Oh?" He quirked an eyebrow. "And who's stopping me?"Nobody.That's who.Because it felt too damn good."If you want me to stop, say the word, Ruby," he said, his hand resting on the swell of my hips.The question hung in the air, a dare.And the thing was, I didn't want him to stop.Not one bit.So, without a word, I reached up and pulled him in for a searing kiss.He kissed me back, his lips hot and demanding, his tongue slipping into my mouth.We devoured each other, our hands roaming and exploring, our bodies pressed flush together."Fuck, you're sexy," he murmured, his lips trailing down my neck.My pulse quickened, and I tugged at his hair, urging him on.His hands slid over my hips, his fingers hooking into the waistband of my panties."These need to come off," he growled."Then take them off," I challenged, lifting my hips.He smirked, and in one swift movement, he tore the flimsy material off.I gasped, arousal p
ROMAN'S POV"Don't tease me, Ruby," I warned, my voice low and husky, the tension coiling tighter with every brush of her fingers."Or what?" she taunted, her hand sliding lower, her touch grazing the hard length of me.A groan rumbled from my chest, hips bucking slightly, my control thinning with every heartbeat. "Or I'll have to punish you," I rasped, my breath hot against the space between us.She grinned, that wicked glint in her eyes sending a thrill straight through me. "Promise?"Her challenge lit a fire in me I couldn’t contain.In the next heartbeat, I was on her, my mouth claiming hers, my hands hungry, roaming the curves I’d imagined touching far too many times. The air around us crackled, thick with anticipation, every second daring us to cross a line we both knew we couldn’t uncross.But none of that mattered.Not right now.All I could think about was the heat of her skin against mine, the way she trembled beneath my touch, the sharp pull of desire that clouded every rat
"Stop teasing.""Or what?"I growled, reaching for her, my fingers gripping her thighs."Do you want me to beg, is that it?" I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper."I want you to surrender," she replied, her grip tightening."Not until you do," I shot back.She quirked an eyebrow, her eyes meeting mine. "Then don't move," she challenged.My lips curled into a smile. "No promises," I rasped as her hand rubbed the tip of my cock."Ohhhh!" I groaned loudly and she used that moment to slip her tongue between my parted lips.I grabbed her hips tightly and her kisses became deeper and harder. Her hips began to move back and forth in a slow motion, rubbing against the length of my shaft."Damn it, Ruby," I grunted, struggling to maintain my composure.She continued her movements, the friction between us building with every passing second.My fingers dug into her hips, urging her on.She quickened her pace, her rhythm steady and unyielding, the tension coiling inside me."Ruby," I moan
RUBY'S POVSlowly, passionately, Roman kissed me as his hand trailed down my body.His fingers traced my breasts, my nipples, making me shiver, before moving lower, across my stomach, to the place where I needed him most.He stroked me, his fingers teasing, tantalizing, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me.He continued his sweet torment, his mouth claiming mine, swallowing my moans.A shiver ran through my body causing goosebumps across my skin, sending tingles downwards along with wave after wave of pleasure crashing upon my wet shores.The heat rising from deep within my core intensified with each passing minute until finally, I felt an intense burning desire take control of my senses, for
~Ruby's POV~Roman and I woke up early, the warmth of the evening breeze slipping through the curtains. After a quick shower, we dressed and made our way downstairs, the scent of food drifting from the kitchen.As we entered the living room, I immediately spotted Rhett, little Ruby, and Kai sitting on the couch, completely engrossed in the cartoons playing on the TV.I adjusted my shirt, smoothing out the wrinkles, and schooled my face into a neutral expression.Little Ruby was the first to notice us. She turned her head, a sly smile creeping onto her lips. “Oh, they’re finally out.”“Finally,” Rhett added dramatically, stretching his arms. “About time.”Kai smirked but said nothing, his eyes flickering between Roman and me with barely concealed amusement.Little Ruby sat up straighter, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Sooo… I guess the massage was a success?”I inhaled sharply. These kids.“You two, come here. Now,” I said, crossing my arms, my voice firm.Little Ruby and Rhett imm
~Ruby's POV~“These files contain everything—videos, recordings, photos, and documents—about an illegal operation.”I stiffened.Kai looked at me carefully before continuing, “An illegal operation your dad stumbled upon.”My heart stopped.“Wait… what?” I stared at Kai, my stomach twisting in knots. “My dad would never be involved in something illegal.” My voice wavered between disbelief and confusion.Kai leaned forward, his face calm but serious. “That’s the point, Ruby. He wasn’t involved. I think he was gathering information on the people who were.”I swallowed hard, glancing at Roman, who was just as focused. “You think so?” Roman asked cautiously.“With the way things are looking, yes.” Kai clicked through a series of images on his laptop. “Look at how these pictures are taken. The distance, the angles—”I squinted at the screen. The grainy images showed shadowy figures in what looked like an empty warehouse, the glow of headlights illuminating a large truck. The camera’s vantag
~Ruby's POV~The past few days had been eerily quiet—no threats, no signs of danger lurking in the shadows. It was almost too quiet, but I refused to let paranoia rule my life. After much back and forth with Roman, arguing and declining his protests, I had finally convinced him to let me and the kids return home.As we pulled into the driveway, I could feel Roman’s tension from the driver’s seat. He scanned the area with sharp, trained eyes, his senses heightened, searching for anything out of place. I knew what he was doing—even though everything seemed normal, he wasn’t convinced.We stepped out of the car, and the kids rushed ahead excitedly.“Are you sure this is a good idea, Ruby?” Roman asked, his voice low but firm.I turned to him with a reassuring smile. “If it weren’t, I wouldn’t have attempted it.”His jaw clenched slightly. “But we can’t say for sure.”Before I could respond, Little Ruby tugged at my sleeve. “Mum, is everything okay?”I looked down at her bright, innocen
~Teen Ruby's POV~The wind on Silver Frost Peak has a fresh smell in spring—crisp pine, lilacs, and a hint of warmth. It feels calm and settled. It's been almost twelve years since the last war ended. Twelve years since blood was spilled, and we lived in fear. After all this time, our world can finally breathe easy again.And now? The Silver Frost Pack isn't just a stronghold. It's home. It’s laughter echoing from stone balconies. It’s children playing without looking over their shoulders. It’s wolves racing through wildflower fields, not for battle, but for joy.Mom and Dad—they’re not just my parents. They’re legends.Everyone knows Ruby Blackwood D’Angelo and Roman D’Angelo. The Luna who once stood on cracked bones to protect her blood, and the Alpha who bent his power to hold her heart.But at home? They're just Mom and Dad.Dad still smirks when he catches Mom rolling her eyes. Mom still mutters “I swear I’ll murder him” when he forgets to close the back door. He still doesn
Ruby's POVRoman was quiet after the fight. Too quiet.He didn’t complain about the bruises, the slow way he moved, or how he occasionally winced when standing too fast. He just… watched me. Every time I brought him water or pressed a cool cloth to his shoulder, every time I adjusted his bandage or touched his arm longer than necessary—he watched me.Not like a patient. Like a man memorising his reason to stay alive.He didn’t ask for help, but I gave it. Just like he once nursed me when I was broken, lost, confused, and afraid of what I’d become. Back then, his hands had steadied me without demanding anything in return. So now, I gave him the same.It felt… right.The pack had settled for now. No threats. No chaos. No one knocking on the door screaming for blood. Just silence and this fragile space we were building together, like walking on a glass bridge in bare feet.And then, one evening—when the bruising on his cheek had finally faded to a yellow-brown smear and the dark exhaus
~Roman's POV~The scent hit me first.The smell was heavy and strong—like a mix of blood and smoke in the wet earth. Even though it had rained yesterday, the dampness couldn’t cover up that other smell. It was sharp and metallic, and it felt deeply unsettling.The moonlight filtered through the trees, creating bright spots on the ground while shadows from the low branches danced around us. As Kai and I made our way through the woods, I could hear the crunch of twigs and leaves under my boots, but I wasn't focused on the here and now. My thoughts were racing ahead, wondering what awaited us.And then we saw him.“Rhett?” I stopped short.He was just standing there. Still as stone, eyes wide like he’d seen a ghost. His lips were slightly parted, his skin a few shades too pale.Kai stepped up beside me. “How the hell—?”“I don’t know,” Rhett said quickly. “I swear I don’t. One minute I was in the room... and the next... I was here.”“Sleepwalking?” I asked, my chest tightening as I ste
~Ruby’s POV~The wind was sharp that night—cold and wild, like it knew what I was walking into.It didn’t howl. It whispered. Like the trees were holding their breath, the stars refusing to blink. A silence thick enough to hear your own heartbeat in your throat.I left the letter folded neatly on the kitchen counter. One for Roman. One for the twins. I didn’t write much—no drawn-out goodbyes, no sentimental fluff. Just enough for them to understand I had to do this alone.I couldn't risk Roman holding me back. Not with his heart, not with his fear. Not this time.And now I stood beneath the broken arches of the ruined sanctuary, deep in the forest where no streetlights dared to shine. The stones were old, their carvings worn down by the wind and time. Moss covered everything, feeling thick and damp beneath my boots. The shattered stained-glass window above let in bits of moonlight, casting patches of red and blue on the floor like blood and bruises.She was already there, of course.
~Ruby's POV~I knew something was wrong the second I saw Rhett sitting on the edge of the couch, shoulders tight, hands tucked beneath his thighs like he was trying to stop himself from shaking. His eyes darted to me when I walked in, then back to the floor.“Mom,” he whispered.I sat beside him. “What is it, baby?”He looked up, his little face pale and frightened. “There was… there was light. From my hands. Like real light, not in my head. It burned.”I bit my lips. Roman had actually told me what he sawI didn’t know what to say at first. I felt Roman’s shadow behind me, his presence instantly tense.“What do you mean, it burned?” I asked carefully.“I dreamed again,” Rhett continued. “Shadows and fire. But this time… when I woke up, my hands were glowing. Like fire, but not hot. And then it stopped. And it happened earlier today during training.” I reached out, gently cupping his cheek. “Did anyone else see it?”He shook his head. “Just me, Aunt Esperanza and Uncle Evan.“Okay,”
~Roman’s POV~The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the open training field. The air was filled with the sounds of light grunts, the thud of feet on the ground, and the rustle of grass being disturbed by determined movements. I stood just outside the entrance to the field, my hands in my pockets, quietly watching everything happen.In the centre of the clearing, Rhett was hard at work. Sweat trickled down his forehead, and his cheeks were bright red from the effort. His moves were sharp. They weren’t perfect—he was only six, after all—but the fact that he was out here, going up against Evan and Esperanza, said a lot."Keep working on those forms, Rhett!" Evan called out."You're doing really well," Esperanza added from the sideline, her arms crossed, a satisfied smirk on her face.I watched as Rhett adjusted his footing, shifting his weight like Evan taught him. He maintained a wide stance, with his knees bent just enough, his spine straight, and his f
~Ruby's POV~“Miss me, Ruby?”My breath caught. My throat went dry. That voice—smooth, mocking, sharp like a blade drawn slowly from its sheath.“Sarah,” I whispered.She laughed. “Still sounds good coming out of your mouth. But don’t worry—I’m not here to play games. Not yet.”And then, just before the line went dead: “Roman is mine and I’ll make sure of it. So be ready, Ruby. I always get what I want.”It echoed in my ears long after the silence took over. The words weren’t new. She’d said them once before, months ago at that party.That night still haunted me.Her red dress. Her wineglass clutched with elegance. Her gaze, like a sniper’s, locked on Roman and burning holes through me.“I don’t know what little fairytale you’re living in,” she’d whispered that night, smiling like we were old friends. “But Roman belongs to me. And I don’t lose.”I hadn't taken it seriously. I’d told myself she was just jealous. Obsessed. Bitter.But now?Now I knew better.I stormed down the hallway.
~Kai’s POV~The dim blue glow of my laptop screen was the only light in the office, throwing strange shadows across the scattered papers and empty coffee cups. My fingers flew across the keyboard, heart hammering in my chest as I pulled the last of the encrypted files from Damien’s hidden folder.Almost there. Just a few more seconds.Lines of code scrolled faster than my eyes could follow, the Tribunal’s secure database unravelling in front of me like an old, fragile map. I had hacked into high-clearance systems before—military, government, and even private wolf packs—but this felt different. More dangerous. More... necessary."Come on," I muttered, tapping my foot anxiously.Finally, the upload bar blinked green: SUBMISSION COMPLETE.I sat back with a sharp breath, wiping my forehead with the back of my hand. The files—everything: illegal experiments, secret auctions, conspiracies — were now public. Leaked under a fake, high-level Alpha Court signature. The Tribunal had no choic
~Ruby's POV~We were under attack.The cold night air hit my face as I stood on the balcony, the wind tugging at my clothes. My heart raced in my chest, pounding hard. Below, I watched as soldiers and warriors sprang into action, their weapons shining in the dim light. I could hear their shouts and the commands being yelled over the growing tension.No time to waste.I quickly turned and raced down the marble stairs, the sound of my boots pounding against the floor ringing in my ears. I wasn’t thinking about the warriors gathering or the enemies getting closer; my main concern was the kids.Always the kids.I reached their room and flung the door open, my breath coming fast.“Mom?” Rhett sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes, confusion twisting his young face.“What’s going on?” Little Ruby asked.I forced a smile — a poor disguise, but the best I could manage. I crouched quickly beside their beds, gathering them close.“Nothing too serious," I said lightly. "Just a small fight. Nothing t