LOGINAeliana's POV
We stayed locked together, breathing hard. Eventually he lowered my legs, gentle now, massaging the trembling muscles of my thighs. When he finally slipped free from me, a rush of our combined release followed, painting my thighs and the sheets in a lewd reminder. But he wasn’t done. He moved down my body and licked me clean (slow, savoring swipes of his tongue through the mess we’d made). I was so sensitive I could barely stand it, hips jerking with every pass, but he pinned me open with firm hands and kept going until I was sobbing from overstimulation, until I came again just from his mouth on my swollen folds. Only then did he crawl back up, gathering me against his chest. I was limp, wrecked, floating in a haze of endorphins and exhaustion. He tucked my head beneath his chin, one hand stroking my back in long, soothing passes. I lost count somewherCaelan's POVI fuck her like she demanded—hard, possessive strokes, with one hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back so I can kiss her. The other hand reaches around to rub her clit in tight circles.She comes again fast, her walls spasming, squirting around my cock. The sight nearly undoes me. I slipped out of her with a pop sound, ignoring her desperate whine. The heat in her wants me to fill her up with my seed till she is filled to the brim with seeds that will eventually mature to pups.I press the slick head of my cock against her ass instead, lubricating her asshole with her release.She freezes, then pushes back—with greed and need.I go slow at first, easing in inch by inch, letting her feel every thick ridge. She’s impossibly tight and scorching hot, clenching around me like she was made for this. When I’m fully seated and balls pres
Caelan’s POVWe snap back into the bedroom as someone yanks us through a door.One moment, we are floating in that endless non-space, facing the Arbiters. The next, we are on our knees on the rug, gasping, hands still clasped tight. The familiar scent of pine and our sheets floods my nose. Moonlight spills through the window. It is a deep night.The Entity’s presence settles and is satisfied."They ruled in our favor," Aeliana says softly. With conditions. But we live. Aeliana’s fingers tremble in mine as relief crashes over us both, so strong it hurts. We hold each other up and press our foreheads together, breathing the same air until the shaking stops.“We did it,” she whispers.“We did,” I answer, voice rough.We stay like that for a long time. No words. Just the bond humming between us, warm and alive.I feel so restless, and I need to let off some steam. So I turned to her and shared my thoughts.My wolf stirs, restless. The judgment left us both wired, energy crackling under ou
Caelan's POVDivine power would return fully to the divine realm. The compromise forged after the God Wars would end. And mortals would lose access to forces that had, for so many years, helped maintain balance against threats we couldn't face alone."You're saying if you judge against us," I said slowly, "you're not just killing us. You're ending the entire system of the Entity-mortal partnership. Forever.""The God Wars compromises require unanimous cosmic consensus to maintain," Keeper-of-Balance confirmed. "If we determine the system has failed, if dual vessels prove mortals cannot responsibly wield enhanced divine power, then the compromises are voided. Entities return to pure divine storage. The pathways close. Permanently.""But you're also saying," Aeliana added, voice shaking, "that if you judge in our favor, you're not just letting us live. You're validating the entire system. Confirming that mortals can handle divine power, even in enhanced configurations like dual vessels.
Caelan's POVMy reality snapped back together in a way that hurts to look at. One moment we were in our bedroom, and the next we were nowhere...there are no walls, no ground, and no sense of space. We existed in nothing and everything at the same time.The Arbiters stood before us—or perhaps we stood before them, or perhaps "standing" wasn't the right word for what we were doing. Distance and direction had no meaning here. We simply existed in proximity to cosmic judges who would determine whether we lived or died.Through our bond, I can feel Aeliana's disorientation match my own. The Entity's presence wrapped around the both of us, stabilizing and helping us maintain coherence in a space not designed for mortal consciousness."Remain calm," it advised. This is the Judgment Chamber. It exists outside normal reality, outside time's linear flow. What feels like moments here could be hours in your world, or seconds. Just trust your bond and trust each other."Dual vessels," one of the A
Caelan's POVThe Entity's perspective lingered in my mind like an afterimage from staring at the sun. Seeing ourselves through its ancient awareness shifted something fundamental in how I understood our situation.We weren't failing. We were growing. And maybe that growth was exactly what the Arbiters needed to see."Tell me something else," I said to Aeliana, echoing her earlier request. "Something true that you haven't shared before."She considered for a moment, her fingers tracing idle patterns on my chest. "When I lost my memories, when I spent those two years living as a human with no knowledge of you or the pack or any of this... part of me was happy."I felt her shame through the bond, her guilt at the admission. "Why does that make you feel guilty?""Because I should have been miserable. Should have felt incomplete without you. But instead, I just... existed. I went to work, had human friends, and lived a simple life where my biggest worry was making rent on time. And some da
Aeliana's POV"You're not alone in feeling that way," I said quietly. I opened myself completely, letting him feel the full weight of my own doubts and fears. "I'm the Silverwood heir who doesn't remember her kingdom. The Luna who lost two years because a witch cursed her. The vessel that nearly destroyed herself the first time she tried to use Entity power at full capacity. I'm supposed to represent humanity's potential, and I can barely keep myself together.""You're keeping yourself together better than you think.""So are you." I kissed him gently. "We're both doing our best under impossible circumstances. And maybe that's all the Arbiters can ask for. Not perfection, certainty, or even flawless execution. Just... honest effort. Genuine attempt to do right even when right isn't clear."Through our shared mind link, the Entity stirred. Its presence had been muted since our conversation with Annalise, giving us privacy for grief and fear and the very human process of confronting pot







