The Alpha’s forbidden Flame

Warning: Explicit scenes, adult contentMoonveil – Arithon Pack Lands | Alpha’s Office (11:30 PM)Arlo’s POVRivena moaned beneath me, arching her back against my desk as my hand slid under her silk blouse. Her body was already slick with heat, pulsing with need and gods, she knew exactly how to offer herself to an Alpha.My wolf growled low in my chest as I pressed her hips tighter against mine.She wasn’t my mate. She’d never be. But she was convenient, beautiful, responsive, and completely aware this was nothing more than release.My mouth found her neck, the place where her pulse throbbed just beneath skin. I didn’t bite, no marks. No claims. Just heat and friction. Her scent was laced with arousal, but it did nothing to tame the restlessness churning inside me.Her fingers tangled in my hair as I grazed her breast, my thumb circling a hardened peak. She whimpered, grinding up against me. I could feel the need radiating from her, her wolf practically panting.“You always play this

Lena's (Bell's, Kessie's) POV University Dorm, MoonveilSunlight stabbed through the blinds like a rude alarm. I groaned and rolled over, burying my face in my pillow. Nyra, my wolf, grumbled somewhere deep inside, her voice a low, lazy growl of annoyance.“Ugh. Five more minutes.”I stretched, yawned, and slowly sat up. The bedsprings creaked beneath me as I blinked at the hazy light pouring through the window. Everything ached, from my calves to my soul.Last night had a grip on me I couldn’t shake.His voice. His scent.The heat of his gaze when he stared like I was the only thing that existed.Arlo Arithon.I swung my legs out of bed and mumbled, “Nope. Not thinking about him.”I looked around the room. Ivy’s bed was empty again. Figures. She always bounced out like a sunbeam before I even had time to hit snooze.“Some best friend,” I teased under my breath, padding toward the bathroom.The hot water steamed the mirror as I stepped into the shower, letting it roll over my skin. B

Lena's (Bell's Kessie’s) POV The Club Den, MoonveilThe club was louder than usual.The lights spun too fast, the music pounded too hard, and the air felt thicker like the space between worlds had thinned just enough for something to break through.I stood at the edge of the upper gallery, heart pounding beneath layers of glitter and lace. Beside me, Ivy, stripper name Honey twirled her hair and scanned the floor.“Tell me you see him,” she whispered.I didn’t respond. I didn’t have to.I felt him. Arlo.My wolf, Nyra, growled behind my ribs. "He’s close. And he’s angry."The pull in my stomach was unbearable. Like a cord tugging me toward fire. I didn’t want to look but I did.There he was.Arlo Arithon. In a black suit that fit him like armor, tall and brutal with eyes that could slice open a soul. His jaw was tight, and his expression unreadable but his wolf was screaming underneath his skin.He saw me.And something in the world shifted.Ivy squealed beside me. “Oh my goddess...

Lena’s POVThe door slammed as Ivy stormed out. Her angry footsteps echoed down the hallway. I sat on my bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to make sense of everything.What just happened?Arlo. That arrogant, annoying man, that long legged prick and Tobren, where the hell did he come from anyway? Just when I thought I had finally escaped the madness of all rmate bond shit, Arlo just had to show face, and just when I thought I was handling him, Tobren appeared from nowhere like a thief in the night. You can't really run away from fate can you? Well, that's bullshit, I just didn't run far enough. And what the hell was all that about? Aren't we allowed to break a bond we didn't want or was my case just an exception. I had tried to break the bond with both of them, I called on the moon goddess, said everything I was supposed to say. But nothing happened. The bond was still there. Did I do something wrong? Or... did I just not want it to work?“Nyra,” I growled, clenching my fists.

Lena’s POV I sat down at my usual spot, in the back row, near the window. The chair creaked under me as I dropped into it. The lecture hall buzzed with energy, students chatting in small clusters, laughter bouncing around. I was alone, almost all the time, except the times Nathan was in the same class as I was except him I knew almost nobody here. Most of them didn’t want to get close to a girl like me. Even if they didn’t know what I was in the night, they just kept their distance as if they knew I didn't belong. I glanced around the noisy hall, my eyes moving from group to group, most of them catching up or gossiping about something new. I listened carefully to all their conversations. That’s the thing about being a wolf. I could hear every whisper, every joke, every dirty little secret people thought no one else could hear. “Two of them,” the popular girl said to her giggling friends. She was all gloss and legs, her scent sugar-sweet and fake. “Both of them were so hot