LOGINElowen Whitlock POVCaelan pulled my heavy hips back against his chest, his arms locking me in place like iron bands. "You are falling asleep just like that?"I twisted in his grip, my skin hot where his bare chest pressed into my back. "My arms are completely sore, Caelan. Why don't you go settle your Alpha heat yourself in the washroom? I am human, and I am carrying your pup. You cannot expect me to handle you every single night."His golden eyes flashed in the dark, a low smirk spreading across his face. "It is an honor to let you feel how hard I get for you, female.""You call this an honor?" I snapped, pulling the furs over my chest and shutting my eyes.His dark voice dropped to a soft, possessive whisper near my ear. "Do not go to sleep yet, Elowen. You hate feeling wet skin on the sheets. Help me dry my hair, and then we will sleep.""Do it yourself," I muttered into the pillow.Caelan rested his heavy jaw right in the curve of my neck, his broad hands sliding over my waist. "
Elowen Whitlock POV"Dr. Evelina, we have been working alongside the council for seasons," I said, a soft smile touching my lips despite the low ache in my human body. "Tell us what you require from the Dominion, and we will grant it."Dr. Evelina Frostmere let out a relieved laugh, bowing her head.Her mate, Elder Leofric Ashfang, leaned forward, his rough wolf voice clearing the heavy silence. "The truth is, our young niece, Seren Hollowmere, has just finished her training at the Moonfang Academy Grounds. Joining the Thorncroft Alpha Dominion is her dream. She is young, but her instincts are sharp. Since your trade requirements are so ruthless, we hoped you might grant her a place in your ranks."I froze for a beat, glancing sideways at Caelan.The Thorncroft Alpha Dominion did not accept low-ranking bloodlines on a whim; every member was vetted by our supreme council officers.Joining Caelan’s ranks meant high territorial standing and massive prestige, far beyond the smaller outlyi
Elowen Whitlock POVFor a moment, I just stared at him, my mind spinning.Seeing me frozen, Caelan leaned down, his full lips brushing against my cheek as his scent of cedar and pure Alpha dominance flooded my senses. "Kiss me, female, and I might just tell you.""Nonsense," I gritted out, pushing his chest away. I had checked the contract pages myself—there was nothing wrong with the timber allocation, which meant this was just his usual possessive paranoia acting up.He slid the parchment out of my hands, setting it on his heavy oak desk. "I will review the rest of these trade contracts and sign them if they pass inspection. Go inside the resting chamber and sleep."Caelan’s sanctuary office was massive, equipped with a private resting chamber complete with a reinforced fur-lined bed.I frowned, stepping back from his hold. "I am not tired, Caelan."He didn't give me a choice, wrapping his hand around my waist and steering me straight into the darkened back room. He reached over, tu
Elowen Whitlock POVShortly after, I heard the loud roar of Caelan’s war-car engine revving outside as he tore out of the courtyard.Still feeling deeply drowsy from the long night, I fell asleep again almost immediately after he left.It was already nine in the morning when my eyes fluttered open to the vibration of my communicator on the nightstand. Caelan’s name flashed on the screen.Still tangled in the heavy furs, I pressed the glass to my ear. "Hello?""Are you awake?" His deep voice sounded unusually relaxed, almost in a good mood."Yeah.""Get dressed and come have breakfast with me. I'm waiting for you in the Alpha office."Stunned, I answered instinctively, "I am eating here at the villa.""Osric is waiting outside the gates for you right now," Caelan replied. I vaguely heard someone knocking on the heavy timber door on his end of the line, signaling pack council business. He quickly repeated, "I'll be waiting for you!"He cut the connection before I could protest.I lay in
Elowen Whitlock POV"Why is every single baby wrap and cot blanket pink?" I asked with a bitter chuckle, staring at the growing pile of soft fabrics in our wooden cart. "What if my pup is born an Alpha male?"Seren carefully folded another silk-blend swaddle into the trolley, shooting me a sharp look. "It doesn't matter a damn bit, Elowen. Male or female, your baby needs warm wraps. If your son ends up hating pink, we'll just buy out the entire guild shop in silver next spring."She wasn't wrong.The cart was quickly overflowing with cotton blankets, moon-herbs, and soothing belly oils for my expanding human frame.I looked at Seren as she picked up another jar of skin-softening salve, letting out a genuine laugh. "Seren, you're acting more like a protective godmother than I am!"Her hands froze over the cart. Suddenly, her eyes welled up with red tears, and she threw her arms around my neck, pulling me tight against her chest. "Elowen... please just leave Alpha Caelan! Come with me.
Elowen Whitlock POV"The Alpha planted new silver-blossom vines near the courtyard swing," Mrs. Eriksen offered softly, watching me closely. "He built it so you could rest outside and feel the fresh forest air. Would you like to sit by the garden, Luna?"I knew the sweet old omega was just trying to ease the heavy, bitter dark shadow hanging over my soul, so I patted her arm gently. "I am fine, Mrs. Eriksen. I just need to lie down in my chamber. Please take some time for yourself."Once inside the master bedroom, I dragged my leather travel trunks out from the closet and threw them over the carved wooden bed. I opened the wardrobe, grabbing my tunic dresses, warm wool cloaks, and personal belongings, stuffing them directly into the bags.The heavy oak door swung open, and Caelan stepped into the threshold. His dark golden eyes flared with instant, dangerous heat when he saw the open trunks. "What are you doing, Elowen?"I kept my head down, folding a thick wool sweater without lookin







