LOGINRaven / Scarlett’s POVCirce held my gaze, her voice calm as she began to explain.“Don't you remember the story I told you about the pregnant witch? During the war with Ironclaw, the Alpha of Bloodfang betrayed the witches and ordered the pregnant woman killed. That woman was me.”She paused, allowing her words to sink in.“As you can see, I'm very much alive. But you understand what I'm saying. This has always come full circle, and now it has brought us to you. It will keep happening until justice is finally served.”I swallowed a thick lump down my throat, trying to understand exactly where this was going.Circe continued. “You're a witch carrying the child of a werewolf, and that alone makes your situation unique. But the father of your child is Lucan, the Alpha of Ironclaw, the very pack that stands against Bloodfang. And yet, you're fated to Dimitri, the Alpha of Bloodfang, his enemy. Do you see how extraordinary this is? You're carrying the child of one Alpha while being destin
Raven / Scarlett’s POVHermes' offer was tempting. A chance to have some privacy in my own mind, to stop Dimitri's thoughts from slipping through the bond whenever his emotions ran high. It would also mean having my own thoughts to myself again, without constantly worrying about him hearing something I hadn't intended to share.I still wanted to feel Zedd whenever he reached out to me, and I wanted to be able to reach out to him whenever I pleased. I had no desire to change that. I simply wanted the freedom to keep certain thoughts to myself.For a moment, I almost accepted.Then I remembered who I was dealing with.I'd spent enough time around witches to know they rarely did anything for free. Circe had taught me that much. There was always something expected in return, some hidden catch I might only discover after agreeing.I forced my voice to remain steady. “What do you want in return?”Hermes shrugged. “Why would I ask for anything in return? Any ordinary witch or warlock could
Raven / Scarlett’s POVZedd’s low growl rumbled through the air as the man came to a stop on the path ahead of us.He was tall and powerfully built, with dark skin, a neatly trimmed low cut, and a thin moustache above his upper lip. He had no beard, and his crisp white shirt and fitted trousers did little to hide the impressive muscles beneath them. He watched us with a faint smile, seemingly unbothered by the enormous wolf standing before him.“Please calm down,” I whispered, resting a hand on Zedd’s shoulder. I turned back to the stranger. “How do you know my family name?”He clicked his tongue and began walking towards us.As he came closer, I got a better look at his face. He was actually quite handsome. The thought slipped into my mind before I could stop it.Zedd’s growl immediately deepened.Oh. He had heard that.The stranger let out a low laugh, clearly amused by our exchange.“We can talk,” he said, his gaze fixed on me. “But if we're going to have a proper conversation, yo
Alpha Dimitri’s POVShe searched my face, then asked, “Did you hear my thoughts too?”I nodded.We stared at each other, unsure what to say. The implications of what had just happened were beginning to sink in. Our private thoughts were no longer entirely private, and judging by the look on Scarlett's face, she was finding that just as unsettling as I was.My gaze drifted to her neck, and I found myself admiring the mark the Moon Goddess had given her.A delicate flower rested beneath a silver crescent moon, its slender stem adorned with fine thorns. The design covered part of the scar she had inflicted on herself when she left her old life behind, and the mark glowed softly against her skin, beautiful enough to hold my gaze. My eyes wouldn't leave her mark, no matter how hard I tried to look away. It was as though I were watching poetry come to life right before me. The longer I studied it, the more I found myself wondering about the meaning behind its design.Every werewolf mate ma
Alpha Dimitri’s POVScarlett lay curled against me, her bare skin pressed to mine, her fingers wandering lazily across my chest.I had spent the night making her mine, and now she wore my mark. My mate. The thought alone sent a fresh wave of satisfaction through me.I had imagined waking up with Scarlett in my arms, knowing she was mine in every way that mattered. Now that it had happened, I found myself reluctant to move. I wanted to hold her close, savour the warmth of her against me and enjoy the knowledge that I would get to wake up beside her every morning. I could never grow tired of that. Even Zedd had gone quiet, content to have her in our arms at last. I buried my face in her hair and breathed in her scent, still mingled with mine. There was nowhere else I wanted to be.Then a feminine voice echoed inside my head.I went still.Circe?The voice sounded familiar, but it wasn't hers. I listened again, trying to place it, until another thought came through.Is discovering my
Raven / Scarlett’s POVMy cheeks burned.Dimitri watched me expectantly, his green eyes fixed on mine. My throat went dry, and the words I wanted to say seemed to get stuck on their way out. I was suddenly, ridiculously shy, even though I was already lying naked beneath him, my bare breasts and thighs exposed to his gaze. After everything we'd shared over the last several minutes, I couldn't understand why I was suddenly so bashful.Scarlett, seriously? Is this really the time to be shy?The heat surged at the thought. My cunt throbbed, aching for him. I drew in a shaky breath and forced myself to say what I wanted.“I want your mouth on my breasts… not teasing, directly on them,” I began, my voice rougher than I expected. “And then on my pussy. I want you to touch me everywhere.”I swallowed, meeting his gaze as I gathered the courage to say the rest.“I want you to fuck me hard.”My courage held until I reached the last part. I closed my eyes, unable to meet his gaze as I finished.







