LOGINSONYA'S POVI lean down, my tongue darting out to lick the bead of moisture from his tip. He tastes salty and masculine and uniquely him."Sonya..." His hand tangles in my hair. "You don't have to...""I want to." I take him into my mouth, as much as I can fit, which isn't even half of him. "I've wanted this for so long.""Fuck." His hips jerk involuntarily, pushing deeper into my mouth. "Sorry, I..."I hum to let him know it's okay, and the vibration makes him groan. I work him with my mouth and hand, learning what makes him gasp, what makes his fingers tighten in my hair."Your mouth feels incredible," he pants. "So hot and wet and perfect."I take him deeper, relaxing my throat, and his curse is loud in the quiet room."Sonya, if you keep doing that, I'm going to come down your throat."I pull off just long enough to say, "That's the idea," before taking him deep again."Fuck, fuck, fuck..." He's losing control now, his hips thrusting up to meet my mouth. "Sonya, I'm close. You nee
SONYA'S POV"Learning you." He kisses across my lower belly, then down to my other hip. "Every freckle, every mark, every place that makes you shiver."His tongue traces the crease where my thigh meets my pelvis, so close to where I'm aching for him, and I buck my hips involuntarily."Patience, little omega," he chides, his hands holding my hips down. "I told you, I'm taking my time."He kisses down my inner thigh, his breath hot against my sensitive skin. Then back up the other side, still avoiding where I need him most."You're torturing me," I gasp."I know." He nips at my inner thigh, hard enough to sting but not to hurt. "But you love it. I can smell how much you love it. You're absolutely dripping, Sonya.""Please," I beg shamelessly. "Please, Reign, I need your mouth on me.""Where?" He's teasing me now, on purpose. "Here?" He kisses my thigh again. "Or here?" Another kiss, closer but still not close enough."You know where!""Say it. Tell me exactly where you want my mouth.""
SONYA'S POVReign reaches for my shirt, and I lift my arms, letting him pull it over my head. His breath catches as he takes in my simple black bra."Fuck," he breathes, his eyes darkening. "You're so beautiful it hurts to look at you sometimes.""You've never said that before.""I've thought about it a thousand times." His fingers trace the line of my bra, the touch feather-light and teasing. "Every time you walk into a room, every time you smile, every time you challenge me and refuse to back down from me. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, Sonya Alba."The sincerity in his voice makes my throat tight with emotion."Take it off," he orders, his voice dropping to that commanding tone that makes my pussy clench. "I want to see all of you. Every perfect inch."I reach back and unhook the bra, letting it fall away. His eyes feast on me, drinking in the sight of my bare breasts like a man starving."Perfect," he murmurs, his hands coming up to cup them. They're coarser than
SONYA'S POVThe drive back to the estate is tense. Reign keeps one hand pressed against his chest, his jaw clenched against pain he's trying to hide. Landon is in the back seat with Phoebe, his breathing slightly labored even with the portable oxygen tank."You're both idiots," I say again, breaking the silence."You've mentioned that," Reign replies quietly. "Several times.""Because it bears repeating.""We're fine, Sonya. Our wolves are healing us faster than humans would heal. We're not at a hundred percent, but we're functional." His hand finds mine, squeezing gently. "And we're not letting you face this alone."When we arrive at the estate, Mrs. Wren is waiting with a disapproving expression that rivals the doctor's."Welcome back, Alpha Reign," she greets us warmly, though worry crosses her face as she glances over all of us. “I heard you left the hospital early. I've prepared the medical suite in case either of you would like to rest before doing anything else.”"We appreciate
SONYA'S POVThe hospital room feels too small for the four of us plus the tension hanging thick in the air.Reign is sitting up in bed, his chest still heavily bandaged, but his eyes are focused and intent as he studies the photo of my mother. Landon is in the chair beside him, oxygen tube still in his nose, but his fingers are flying across his laptop keyboard.Phoebe stands by the window, arms crossed, her bruised throat visible every time she swallows.And I'm pacing. Because sitting still feels impossible when my biological mother is being held hostage by a supernatural crime lord."Okay," Landon says, pulling up a map of the cemetery on his screen. "Here's what we know. Riverside Cemetery is about fifteen acres, mostly open ground with some wooded areas on the eastern perimeter. There are three entrances, main gate here, service entrance here, and a gap in the fence on the north side that homeless people use.""What about security?" Reign asks."None. It's a cemetery, not Fort Kn
SONYA'S POV"So Vanessa could be alive right now?" I feel sick. "Being controlled by Melvanie?""Or working with her willingly." Reign's jaw clenches. "Either way, we need to find them both. Before they make their next move.""Fuck." Landon runs a hand through his hair. "This is so much worse than I thought.""But how is that even possible?" I ask. "I thought resurrection was just... myths. Stories.""It's possible with enough power and the right kind of magic," Reign says grimly. "But it always comes with a price. Whoever gets brought back, they're not the same. They're bound to whoever resurrected them, completely under their control.""So Vanessa is basically Melvanie's puppet now?" Phoebe looks stricken."Worse than a puppet. She'll have Vanessa's memories, her knowledge, everything Vanessa knew about us." Reign's expression hardens. "Melvanie now has a weapon who knows all our weaknesses, all our secrets, every way to hurt us. And that weapon looks like someone we trusted."I thi
DEREK'S POVThe holding cell smells like piss and failure.Fitting, I suppose, given how spectacularly everything just went to shit.I'm sitting on a metal bench that's bolted to the wall, my wrists still aching from where Reign's warriors bound me before throwing me in here like common trash. The
REIGN'S POVThe bullet hits Landon.My beta, my best friend, my brother in everything but blood, he takes the bullet meant for me and goes down hard."Landon!" I roar, catching him before he hits the ground.Blood. So much fucking blood."I'm okay," he gasps, but he's not. The bullet hit him in the
ZANE'S POVI drop the unconscious omega onto the basement floor like a sack of grain, watching her head loll to the side. Her red hair spills across the concrete, and there's a thin line of blood on her throat where Angus held the knife.Perfect."Careful with her," Ravenna says from the doorway, d
SONYA'S POVPhoebe is passed out on my bed, surrounded by empty taco wrappers and her phone, when someone knocks on my door at two in the morning, dragging me out of sleep.I consider ignoring it. But the knock comes again, more insistent."Sonya." It's Reign's voice. "I need to talk to you. It's i







