LOGINSONYA'S POV"Alpha Garrick Savage. You stand guilty of treason, conspiracy, and endangering the lives of pack members." Elder Moira pauses, and the whole room follows her gaze to Reign. "However, Alpha Reign, you swore an oath to reinstate your father should his information lead to your mate's rescue. Do you intend to honor that oath?"Reign stands. "I do. I'll honor it."The room erupts with protests and muttering, a few people half-rising from their seats before Reign's glare settles them back down."I swore I'd reinstate him with full Alpha privileges," Reign says. "But I never swore to make him Pack Alpha again. He's an Alpha. Not the Alpha. And he doesn't get his council seat back.” His eyes cut to Garrick. "That was always the deal, Dad. You just didn't think I'd actually take it that literally."“That's not…” Garrick's mouth tightens, and he doesn't argue. There's nothing for him to argue with."Is there an objection to this reading of the oath?" Elder Moira asks the room.Sile
SONYA'S POVThe pack's main hall is packed by the time we arrive, every bench full, people standing along the back wall just to get a look at what's happening.Derek's already seated at the front, his hands resting on the table in front of him, bound in suppression chains. He looks calmly defiant. Too calm, actually, like he still believes there's a version of this where he walks out fine.Garrick sits a few feet away from him, dressed expensively, not a hair out of place, looking like he's here for a business meeting instead of a trial. There's no chains on him though. He came on his own, the way the oath he and Reign swore probably required, and he's wearing that fact like a shield.I sit with Phoebe near the front, my mom on my other side. Reign's already up near the council table, his arms crossed and jaw set.Elder Moira sits at the center of the council with the other elders, the Moonstone Blade resting in a leather case on the table in front of her, gold light barely leaking t
SONYA'S POVI'm halfway through a piece of toast in the dining room, still blushing at the memory of this morning's unfinished business with Reign, when Phoebe drops into the chair across from me, grinning like she's got a secret she's dying to spill."Sooo," she teases, stretching the word out way too long. "How was yesterday?""Fine.""Just fine?" She raises an eyebrow at me. "Because for a house built of stone, this place has absolutely no sense of privacy, and Landon told me he had to walk past Reign's room like four separate times yesterday and every single time…""Phoebe!""I'm just saying. Four times, Sonya."My face is already on fire. "We were busy.""Oh, I bet you were busy." She steals a piece of my toast, completely unbothered. "Busy being loud, from what I heard.""Oh goddess."My mom, sitting at the end of the table with her coffee, doesn't even try to hide her smile. "I think it's sweet.""Mom.""Reign almost lost you, dear. Twice. He's allowed to be a little enthusiast
SONYA'S POVI wake up sore in the best way possible.Reign's wrapped around me like an octopus, one arm across my chest, one leg thrown over mine, his face buried in my hair. It's possessive and adorable and makes me feel safe in a way I've never felt before.Through our new bond, I can feel his contentment. He's still asleep, but even unconscious, he's aware of me.I squirm slightly, and his arm tightens."Don't move," he mumbles into my hair."I need to pee, Reign.""No, you don't.""Yes, I do. Very badly."He groans but releases me. "Fine. But come back immediately.""So demanding.""You love it."A small smile lifts my lips. He's not wrong.I push off the bed and stumble to the bathroom, my legs shaky. When I catch sight of myself in the mirror, I freeze.There's a very visible mark on my neck. A claim mark that announces to everyone that I'm mated."Oh goddess," I whisper, touching it."Problem?" Reign appears in the doorway, completely unconcerned with his own nakedness."You m
SONYA'S POVI start moving properly then, rising and dropping in a rhythm that matches his upward thrusts, the sound of it obscene and perfect in the silence of the room. His hand stays on my ass, gripping and occasionally spanking, each impact sending a rush of heat straight to my core."Fuck," he growls, his voice rough, his eyes raking over me. "Look at you. Riding my cock like you own it. Like this is exactly where you've always belonged.""Maybe it is," I gasp."No maybe about it." He reaches between us and presses his thumb to my clit, hard and direct with no buildup. "You're going to come on top of me, Sonya. And you're going to look at me when you do it. Don't close your eyes."I keep them open. It's almost unbearable, holding his gaze while the pleasure crests, but I do it, and when I tip over the edge his name comes out of me like a plea and a hint of triumph crosses his face.He sits up without warning, wrapping his arms around me so I'm seated in his lap, facing him, still
SONYA'S POV"You can." His fingers press harder, his cock driving deeper. "Give it to me."He's right. I can. It builds faster this time, coiling hot and tight, and when it breaks it's harder than the first, my whole body shaking, a sound coming out of me that doesn't even sound like my own voice.He follows me into it with a rough, guttural groan, his hips slamming into mine as he comes, his fingers digging into my skin, his chest pressed so hard against my back I can feel his heartbeat.We collapse sideways onto the mattress, both of us breathing hard.For a long moment, neither of us speaks. His arm is around my waist, his lips pressed to the back of my neck, his cock still inside me, softening."Still alive?" he says eventually."Barely." I manage to roll over to face him. "You said you had a list."His eyes darken again. "I did.""How long is it?""Very." He pulls me closer, his hand tracing down my spine. "We've barely started."He rolls onto his back, pulling me with him so I'm
SONYA'S POVReign's hand moves from my ass to my thigh, then slowly, torturously, between my legs. Even through my panties, the pressure of his fingers makes me moan."So responsive," he praises, circling my clit through the fabric. "So fucking perfect.""Please," I whimper, rocking against his han
SONYA'S POVReign kisses me again, deeper this time, his hand sliding from my face to the back of my neck. His grip is possessive, dominant, and it makes heat pool between my thighs."Reign," I breathe against his lips."Do you want me to stop?" he murmurs, his other hand settling on my waist. "Tel
SONYA'S POVReign drives us to the edge of his property, down a dirt road I didn't know existed, until we reach a clearing with the most beautiful lake I've ever seen.The water is crystal clear, reflecting the morning sun like liquid glass. Trees surround it on all sides, creating a private sanctu
REIGN'S POVThe next morning, I find Sonya in the kitchen, making coffee and looking like she slept about as well as I did.Her red hair is piled on top of her head in a messy bun, and she's wearing those ridiculous pajama shorts that should be illegal. The tank top she has on is thin enough that







