LOGINEdricLeon did not speak much after he locked the door.The moment the bolt slid home, something in him shifted. The controlled Alpha who had been planning patrols and calculating threats gave way to something older and far less restrained. He turned to me with eyes that had gone dark, pupils blown wide, and the air between us thickened with pure intent.“Come here,” he commanded with his demeanor taking a three hundred and sixty degrees turn from how he was just a moment back.I barely took a step before he closed the distance. His mouth crashed onto mine, hard and demanding as if he had been starving, one hand fisting in my hair to tilt my head exactly where he wanted it. There was no gentleness in the kiss, only hunger and a sharp, possessive edge that made my knees weak. I could taste the residual anger in him, the jealousy, the need to erase every trace of Luka’s presence from the night before even if Luka hadn't even touched me.When he broke the kiss, his voice was rough. “He s
EdricThe days after the Vale family’s presentation settled over the pack house like a held breath.Seraphina did not leave. She and her parents were given guest quarters in the west wing “for the duration of discussions,” according to Elder Elara. I saw her in the corridors more than once, always poised, always polite, always watching. When our paths crossed she offered the same empty smile she had given me in the formal hall. It never reached her eyes.Aria noticed the tension even if she did not yet know its full shape.“People keep staring,” she said one afternoon as we sat in the small garden courtyard outside her rooms. She had a blanket over her legs despite the mild weather. “Not just at me. At you. And that woman, the tall one with the perfect hair, looks at you like she’s measuring a rival.”I forced a smile. “Don’t worry about her.”“I’m not worried. I’m annoyed.” Aria leaned her head against my shoulder. “You’ve looked tired since that meeting. Is Leon okay?”“He’s dealing
EdricThree days after Aria moved into the east wing, the elders made their next move.I was sitting with my sister in her sitting room when the summons came. Aria had been resting after a short walk through the gardens, her color still fragile but her spirits higher than they had been in the hospital. Leon stood near the window, speaking quietly with one of the pack doctors about her latest charts, when a beta arrived with a sealed message.Leon read it once. His expression did not change, but the air around him cooled.“They want us in the formal hall,” he said. “Both of us.”Aria looked between us. “Is this about me being here?”“Among other things,” Leon answered. He glanced at me. “Stay close.”The formal hall was already full when we entered. Elders sat along the raised dais. Several high-ranking pack members lined the walls. And at the center of the open floor stood a woman I had never seen before.She was beautiful in the sharp, polished way of someone who had always known her
EdricThe morning we brought Aria home felt both too soon and long overdue.Leon had arranged everything with the quiet efficiency I was still getting used to. A private car, a full medical update from her doctors, and a suite of rooms in the east wing of the pack house prepared specifically for her. He had even made sure the space felt warm, soft blankets, her favorite books already on the shelves, a small desk by the window. When he showed me the room the night before, something in my chest had pulled tight. No one had ever taken care of my sister like this.Still, the fear sat under my ribs as we drove to the hospital.“They’re going to hate this,” I said quietly, watching the trees blur past the window. “Bringing another human into the pack. After everything that happened in the council…”Leon’s hand settled on my thigh, warm and steady. “They can hate it all they want. Aria is your sister. That makes her family. My family. The pack will adjust.”I wanted to believe him. The memor
Edric When I was bare, he guided me to lie down and then undressed himself, never taking his eyes off me. The sight of him still made my breath catch, broad shoulders, powerful chest, the clear evidence of how much he wanted me. But there was something different in the way he looked at me now. Less hunger. More devotion.He stretched out over me, bracing his weight on his forearms so he wouldn’t crush me. For a long moment he just looked at me, one hand stroking my hair back from my face with aching gentleness.“I need you to feel this,” he murmured. “Not the politics. Not the elders. Just us. I need you to know that nothing they say changes what you are to me.”I reached up and touched his face, tracing the line of his jaw, the corner of his mouth. “Then show me. Please.”And he did.Leon made love to me with a thoroughness that left no room for doubt. He kissed every part of me he could reach, my mouth, my throat, the sensitive spots beneath my ears, the peaks of my chest, the soft
EdricThe council chamber felt colder and suffocating even after the elders left.Leon still had his arms around me, but the tension in his body had not eased. I could feel the controlled fury running through him like a second pulse. My own hands were slightly unsteady where they rested against his chest. The words of the elders kept replaying in my head “secondary mate”, “formal challenge”, “step aside”. They had looked at me like I was the problem that needed to be removed for the pack to survive.“They’re serious,” I said quietly. My voice sounded thin in the large, empty room. “They’ll try to take the pack from you because of me. They will…”"Don't worry about it. Those are just empty threats," he said, trying to comfort me.“But… I…”Leon’s hand came up to the back of my neck, warm and steady. His thumb stroked slowly along the side of my throat, a small, grounding motion. “Let them try.” His voice was low, rough around the edges. “I meant every word I said. There will be no sec
LeonI lose control and I know the exact moment it happens. It is not when my eyes turn red, not when my bones strain or my skin burns with the need to shift.It happens the moment I feel his fear. It's sharp, bright and alive.My Edric.The scent of it wraps around my throat and tightens like a l
EdricI don’t go back to Luna Noir.I tell myself that like it’s a promise, like if I repeat it often enough it will turn into something solid… something I can stand on when my knees threaten to give out.The sun is barely up when I leave the apartment, the city still yawning awake. Queens feels di
EdricI thought Leon had been exaggerating when he asked me why I let the ‘vampire’ touch me. I thought maybe it was a kink in the club.That was the first mistake.After the night he dragged me into that private room, after the bruising kiss, the way his hands shook like he was holding himself bac
LeonThe night was already running hot.Luna Noir throbbed with its usual pulse, music vibrating through the obsidian walls, supernatural auras winding through the air like smoke, scents sharp and heavy with desire. My wolves worked the floor, the vampires stalked the balcony, and everyone knew the







