Mag-log inI always thought reading would be the ultimate hobby I could have, but I was discovering that cooking was something I was passionate about, too.
Especially when everyone in the house seemed to enjoy my cooking, and that made me feel... like I belonged. Like I was just another one of the wolves in the pack. With a real role and responsibilities! Doing something that made the others want to keep me around!
The carriages made the journey to the Silverheart pack much shorter than I expected. Which was a blessing, because I didn't know how much longer I could stand being in that carriage with Noah while my parents stared at us. I even had the brief hope, before we left, that they would let me share that space just with my husband, but I should have known better.They'd spent the whole journey without saying much, but scrutinizing my every interaction with Noah, as if he were a piece of clothing they felt didn't fit me well. Goddess, I loved them, but it was starting to get on my nerves. Neither I nor my she-wolf liked our mate being treated as unworthy. Although he didn't seem to care himself.He pulled me onto his lap the moment we started moving and hadn't let go since, seemingly unconcerned about what my parents might think. In fact, from the way his hands were moving across my back, I had the distinct impression that we would be doing much more in that carriage if we were alone.Anothe
With steps slower than I should have, I climbed the small flight of stairs leading to the pulpit, my eyes falling towards the carpet. And there it was, that same trapdoor. Goddess, it didn't seem to have gotten any lighter even now that I had the strength of my she-wolf, but I opened it anyway.The long staircase leading to the darkness below still looked like something out of a horror movie, but it was less intimidating now that I knew what was down there.Besides, how could I disappoint my mother when she seemed so happy?I heard the footsteps of more people joining us, probably Noah, my father, and my uncle. Maybe even more members of the pack, but I didn't turn to look at them. Instead, I just carefully descended, finding a strong scent of incense and flowers that wasn't there last time. I think Flora or another of the elders had returned to pray and make offerings there now their Luna was back.Finally, when my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, I re
“Hello to you too, dear.” my father grumbled as I buried my face in Noah’s chest.“Come on, Garrett. Don’t be so jealous of your poor daughter.” My uncle laughed “Their mating bond is a blessing from the Goddess. After all, who could have imagined that one day we would have a chance to unite the Silverheart and Nightmoor packs once more? Let the girl and her mate be happy. Or have you already forgotten how you and Elowyn were when you had just discovered your bond?”“It’s completely different!” my father grunted, and I finally looked up to see how displeased he was “Elowyn and I grew up together. We spent 18 years waiting to find out if our intuition was right about us being mates. And, more importantly than that, no one in my family has ever been an enemy of hers…”“Dad.” I interrupted him, my voice calm but also firm; I think I was getting better at this alpha blood authority thing “Be nice. I’d hate to think you’re breaking the promise you made to me.” His lips narrowed into a thin
Sitting at the vanity in my room, I looked in the mirror and the reflection stared back at me with equal hesitation. I was starting to get used to the fact that that woman was me, but sometimes it was still strange to catch glimpses of that face and not think it was someone else. Out of pure habit, I ran my fingers across my cheek, obviously finding none of the roughness of the scars I was so used to. I thought I was past that phase, but suddenly I was hypersensitive about my new face again.I think the fact I would be back in the Silverheart Pack in a few hours had a slight influence on that.I couldn't help but have mixed feelings about it. It was the place where I had built my home with Noah, but it was also the land where I had suffered practically my entire life at the hands of the Moonjoys. Furthermore, my fondest memories there were all in Noah's cabin, locked in there with him, protected from the pack's disgusted, contemptuous, and judgmental stares. Now, that would be impos
“Fuck!” I could hear Noah grit his teeth, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead as he gripped my hips tightly, preventing me from pushing him any deeper “You want this as much as I do, don’t you?” He shifted, just a little, pressing gently against me, but it was enough to make my eyes roll back “Well… I guess you can always rest later.”Noah gripped my thighs, spreading my legs wide for him. I bit my lip, though, knowing that what would make me feel like I was being split in two was still to come. I watched him position his hips, my breath catching as I prepared to receive him all in one thrust again.But this time, it was different. He slid smoothly inside me, letting me perfectly feel every inch of his cock as he invaded me. I dug my nails into the sheets as I felt him thrust gently and then pull back, go
I was so focused on enjoying Noah’s presence and inhaling his scent that, when he finally pulled away from me, I let out a sound of revolt, almost a growl. There was a small, satisfying pain between my legs, but that was irrelevant. I knew I was ready to have him again. Countless times. Until night fell and beyond, until the sun rose.He let out a grunt and moved his arm toward me, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer. I grew a little less wild as his bare skin brushed against mine, making me hum with pleasure, but it still wasn't enough. Greedy, I slid my hands across his chest, wanting to pull him into a hug…Oh, who was I trying to fool? I wanted him inside me again as soon as possible, even though I could still feel his semen overflowing, dripping down to my other entrance."Oh, my!" I gasped w
“Very good, child. Now we just need to put some hairpins in your hair. Tessa, give them to me.” the older woman who was getting me ready for the wedding said, causing the teenager who had come with her to run around the room, rummaging through the vario
“What the…” I heard Noah murmur between my sobs, and for the first time, he didn’t seem impatient, cold, or angry.He seemed almost… Disoriented.
I was in trouble.Big, big trouble.First, because the option of Prince Noah simply calling off the wedding no longer existed, apparently. Second, a few moments earlier, I had seen one of his men, the one called Atticus, leave in the direction of Alpha's house, probably to let her k
My future husband didn't seem willing to let me be alone in his house for more than a few minutes. I guess he still wasn't completely convinced that I wasn't a spy for… Whoever. Sometimes, I would just sit in the room, feeling the gazes of the wolf named Att







