تسجيل الدخولMatteo's POVThey dragged me through the underground corridors like a criminal, my arms twisted painfully behind my back. No matter how hard I fought, their numbers overwhelmed me. By the time we reached the dungeons, I was snarling, muscles burning from the struggle.The heavy iron door of a cell creaked open. The guards shoved me inside with brutal force. I stumbled forward, barely catching myself before I hit the stone floor.The door slammed shut behind me with a deafening clang.I spun around, chest heaving, only to freeze when I noticed another figure slumped in the corner of the dim cell.A beat-up man, covered in bruises and dried blood.My stomach dropped.I stepped closer, heart pounding. “Gideon?”He stirred at the sound of my voice, lifting his head with obvious effort. One of his eyes was swollen shut, his lip split. It was definitely him.“Alpha…” he rasped.Shock ripped through me. “What the hell are you doing here? You didn’t even leave Frost Fang with me. You were sup
MATTEOBefore I could say anything more, a sharp mind-link tugged at the edge of my consciousness. It was Gideon. ‘Alpha? I’m sorry to interrupt, but the elders are requesting your immediate presence at the pack house.’I frowned, my arms still wrapped around Lara’s warm body. ‘Tell them I’m busy.’There was a brief pause. Then Gideon’s voice returned, noticeably tenser this time. ‘They said it’s concerning your pups.’Everything inside me went cold. My body stiffened instantly. A wave of pure, protective fury surged through my veins, mixing with a sharp spike of fear. Lara felt it immediately. She pulled back slightly, her brows knitting together in concern. Her hand came up to rest on my chest. “Matteo? What’s wrong?”I forced myself to take a slow breath, trying to keep my expression calm even though rage and worry were clawing at me. I didn’t want to scare her. Not after the beautiful, peaceful day we’d just shared. “Something’s come up with the pack,” I said tightly, my jaw clen
LARAThe only thing I could remember as the three days blurred together was the feel of Matteo’s thick shaft thrusting deep inside me.Everything else faded into a fevered haze — the desperate ache between my legs, the constant slick heat dripping down my thighs, and the overwhelming sensation of being full. He took me in every room of the cabin, over and over again, until my voice grew hoarse from screaming his name.I lost count of how many times I came. How many times he spilled inside me, thick and hot, only to stay buried deep and start moving again once my heat demanded more.But even in the madness of it all, he never just fucked me.He worshipped me.His hands were everywhere — caressing my breasts with reverent hunger, pinching and rolling my sensitive nipples until I cried out, then soothing them with slow, wet kisses. His mouth claimed mine in deep, devouring kisses that left me dizzy even as his hips rolled powerfully between my thighs. Every thrust was deliberate, possess
Lara melted beneath me, her body soft and pliant in the aftermath, but I could already feel the heat building again. Her inner walls fluttered around my thick length, still greedily pulling me deeper even as she caught her breath. I stayed buried inside her, rocking in slow, lazy circles, letting her feel every inch of me.She blinked up at me, eyes still hazy but clearer for the moment. A shy, almost vulnerable smile tugged at her lips. “I can feel you… pulsing. You’re still so hard.”A low chuckle rumbled in my chest. I flexed my hips deliberately, making my cock twitch heavily inside her. “Because I’m not even close to done with you.” I brushed damp strands of hair from her forehead and kissed her slowly, deeply, pouring every ounce of possessiveness I felt into it. “Your heat is just getting started, and my cock is going to stay right here, filling you up.”I shifted us carefully, rolling onto my back so she was straddling me without ever slipping free of her tight heat. The new p
“You’re not taking any fucking pills, Lara.” My voice dropped into a deep, possessive growl as one arm banded around her waist, holding her in place while my other hand cupped the back of her neck. “You’re not going to drug yourself and suffer through this alone. Not when I’m right here.”She made a small, reluctant sound in the back of her throat, a tiny flicker of hesitation crossing her flushed face even as her body betrayed her—arching instinctively into my touch, seeking more contact. “Matteo… you don’t have to—”“I want to.” I cut her off, pressing my forehead to hers, letting her feel the heat of my breath against her lips. My cock twitched again, harder now, as another wave of her arousal thickened the air between us. “I’ve been fighting this pull since the moment you stepped into my kitchen. Storm’s been clawing at me for days, telling me you’re ours. And now your body is screaming for what it needs… and what it needs is me.”I rocked my hips forward slowly, letting her feel
Lara stepped into the kitchen. She walked over to the counter, her bare feet making no sound on the hardwood floor. Instead of keeping her distance like she had the day before, she slid right up next to me, leaning her hip against the counter.She looked down at the golden-brown pancake in the skillet, a small, genuine smile tugging at the corners of her lips."Rosie would be proud," she murmured, her voice still carrying that low, husky edge from sleep. She reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against my bare forearm as she leaned closer to inspect the stove setting.The brief contact felt like a direct current of electricity shooting straight up my arm. My muscles flexed instinctively, my chest expanding as I fought the urge to drop the spatula, wrap my arms around her waist, and pull her flat against my bare chest. Storm was practically pacing a hole in my mind, his claws digging in. Touch her. Hold her. She’s right here."I had a tough instructor," I said, my voice dropping a
The months that followed were a whirlwind of overprotection.My belly grew faster than anyone expected. By the sixth month, the pack doctors confirmed what my family had somehow sensed all along: I was carrying quadruplets. Two girls and two boys.My father nearly fainted from happiness, while my b
Then the orchestra struck up a new melody. A slow, elegant waltz. Dad immediately offered his hand."May I have the first dance, Princess?"A smile tugged at my lips. "I thought you said I didn't need dance lessons.""You don't." His eyes twinkled. "I'll lead."I placed my hand in his large, warm o
LARAI fell silent, turning my father's words over in my mind. If I were still in Red Moon Pack—if I had only been rejected instead of banished—perhaps I would have chosen to end the pregnancy. Not because I didn't want the child, but because I couldn't bear the thought of bringing them into a worl
When consciousness returned, it came slowly. Voices drifted in and out around me, blurred and muffled, like they were underwater.“She collapsed from emotional shock—”“No, there’s something else.”“Are you certain?” I slowly recognized Kael's voice.“Yes.”The last voice belonged to an elderly hea







