Flash Back
5 Months Ago
“Come for me baby,” Braden grunts behind me as I arch my back up my hips in the air as I lean on my forearms, careful of my little bump so I don’t squish baby into the mattress. “I’m close,” I call out as I feel Braden flex his hips behind me, sinking deeper. Sweat drips down my body as his hand toys with my clit that has me screaming into the pillow beneath me. I feel him howl before he pulls out and flops down on the bed beside me. A gleam in his eyes as he watches me its always the same look he gets after we make love. Something deep and possessive that has my heart skipping a beat.
“Best we make the most of that before the little one comes,” he jests, stroking my belly as I roll over to look at him, snuggling up beside him as I lean my head on his chest. “Lots of couples still manage to have sex Braden. Otherwise how would anyone have more than one pup?” I smirk back as he grins wickedly at me. “I know, but it won’t be the same,” he frowns slightly as if realising something.
“We wanted a family. I’m afraid things will change but for the better. Besides, we will still have our time,” I reassure him as he kisses my forehead. “I know I’m excited too, but it just feels like the end of something,” he tells me as he strokes my belly, lost in thought. “Or the start of something new,” I remind him. He is just getting cold feet. I think it has finally caught up to him that he is going to be a dad. I know the responsibility of that and helping run the pack is pressing on him.
“You’ll be great at this. You always look out for me,” I reassure him, placing a kiss on his bare chest. I see a few dark swirls on his skin from where his tattoos have spilled from his arm onto his chest. “How do you always know what I’m thinking?” he chuckles as I smirk up at him. “Because you’re my husband,” I purr seductively as a dark light flashes inside his eyes. “Yes you are,” his hand skims up to my breast, giving it a possessive squeeze that has me biting my lip. I still catch myself at times when he looks at me like that the rest of the world fades away and all I see is him.
“You are so very bad,” he grins as I see him begin to stiffen once more. He manoeuvres down the bed, hoisting my legs up so my ankles hang over his shoulders. He gives me a wicked smile, stroking his cock as I blush, taking in his muscular arms, abs and intricate tattoos. heat warms my belly as I bite my lip need settling into my bones when he is like this. So masculine and needy for me. My toes curl by his head in anticipation for what is too come. I doubt I will ever get enough of him.
His face goes blank for a second before he groans, his brows pinching together. “Sorry baby Alpha Ansel wants me. We can pick this up when I get back,” he gives me a wink, placing a kiss on the arches of my feet as he lowers them back down to the bed. I can’t help but feel a little disappointed now my morning sickness has stopped. I finally feel well enough to be with him. All too soon he is chucking on his clothes leaving me sprawled where he left me. Something like jealousy begins to uncurl in my stomach. I know he is the beta of the pack but I hate how our alpha is always taking him away from me.
I pull the covers up over my body as sink down into the pillows to get some sleep.
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“Claudia,” my eyes open as I see a nurse appear with a tray of food. I hadn’t even realised I dozed off. “Where is Braden?” I ask as I scan the room, feeling a little disappointed he isn’t still with me. “The alpha needed him. He will be back shortly,” the nurse tells me, but I can’t help but feel a little annoyed. Surely the alpha can spare his beta for 5 minutes, seeing as his wife has just miscarried their child.
That's selfish of me, he is protecting our pack.
As I shake my head, my dark black locks fall in front of me. It must be important if he has been called away. I let out a little sigh as the nurse helps me sit up and fluffy my pillow.
“I’ll be back with your meds later on, eat,” she encourages before she leaves me to what looks like some steamed broccoli rice and half a chicken. It smells tasty enough, but I do wish hospital food could be better. I eat without really tasting it, honestly I do it because as much as I know I need to be here, I just want to go home. Being here reminds me of what I have lost and whilst I will never forget, I just want to be in my own bed.
Epliogue Part 2Thirty Years LaterToday is the day Grey finally moves out of the castle. My youngest is ready to explore the world on his own. None of the other kids have moved far, not really. But this feels different. This is him leaving. He won’t be under our roof anymore. And even though we have centuries together, it doesn’t make this any easier. My heart still aches at the thought of his absence echoing through the halls.What doesn’t help is the fact that Gaia and I both believe his mate is her daughter, Summer. Which means he’ll be hours away from us, living at the New Moon Pack. Gaia and Reid are thrilled at the idea. Honestly, I sometimes suspect Gaia’s been nudging fate with her magic… except her spells have no effect on Summer, and Grey never seems to react to any of Gaia’s not-so-subtle hints that they should mark each other.Summer and Grey have been inseparable since they were little. Every year, we’d spend the summers with the New Moon Pack, or Gaia, Reid, and Summer w
Epilogue Ten Years LaterThose years with Braden feel like nothing more than a distant memory. There was a time I couldn’t imagine being happy or free like I am now. That’s not to say the nightmares don’t still come—those nights I jolt awake in a cold sweat, heart racing, lungs gasping for air as if I’m still trapped in that hell. But all it takes is a glance into the storm-grey eyes of my mate, and the past fades like smoke. I’m here. I’m safe. It’s over.The last ten years pass in a blur. It’s only when our son arrives that I truly feel the weight of all the children I lost. Pregnancy, as joyful as it is, terrifies me. I dread something going wrong, haunted by the possibility that Braden’s poisons still lurk in my blood, waiting to strike. That's really when the nightmares came once again. The birth is… intense. I’d like to say it went smoothly. But Leo, on the other hand? I see clumps of his thick dark hair littering the hospital floor by the time the nurse is telling me to push.
Things are finally settling down and becoming normal again. Leo and I work hard, but we play hard too. It’s exactly how I always pictured my life would be when I was younger—only now, it’s my reality.“There you are, baby. I’ve been looking for you.”I’d know that voice anywhere. Every hair on my arms and along my neck prickles to attention. My stomach drops.“No… no, you’re dead.” I whisper because it's the only thing that makes sense. I spin around, heart thundering in my chest. He stands there—Braden—his dark blue eyes gleaming with a sinister glint, his wolfish grin carved across his face like a predator who’s already won. I know that look too well now. Nothing good comes from that look. He strolls toward me, each step slow, measured, powerful. I stumble backward until the wall presses into my spine. My breath stutters. It doesn’t make sense. He’s dead.He stops just in front of me, reaching out to toy with a strand of my hair. His fingers are deceptively gentle until they tight
I feel a squeeze on my hand as silence creeps in, thick and heavy like a storm about to break. Even Erin glances our way, her eyes narrowing as if she can see straight through me—like there’s a neon sign on my forehead flashing the word Lycan.The crowd shifts subtly, a ripple through the mass of bodies. I follow it with my eyes until I see him—a man at the back moving with unnatural smoothness, like a shadow cutting through the haze of murmurs and hushed breathing. One of the guards. I recognize him; he usually works the front gate, stopping intruders from ever getting this far.He’s coming closer. Step by step.My pulse thunders in my ears.Should I pull Claudia behind me? Should I shift? Should I fight?I count the seconds, heart pounding, my beast snarling just under the surface. Claudia’s grip tightens on my hand—iron strong. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.The man climbs the stairs to stand before us. My beast pushes forward, hackles rising, claws itching to tear through
We’ve called a pack meeting, and nerves twist in my gut like a coiled serpent. Claudia told me to come clean—about who I really am. It’s not that I don’t want to. This has been my pack for years; it’s my home. I know these people. I trust them. They’ve had my back through everything. But knowing I’m a lycan means other packs might come for us. They always do. No one likes someone stronger, faster, who heals quicker than the rest. Envy breeds discontent, and I don’t want to paint a target on my back—not when we’ve finally found peace. Not when we are about to have a family. At the same time, we need to explain what’s happened—why Gaia and Reid have left the Blood Moon pack, and why we’ve both been missing for the last few weeks. I’m getting ready now, trying to tame my hair from where Claudia’s fingers pulled at it through the night. I smooth down my shirt, ensuring it’s pressed just right before tightening my belt.Claudia appears in the doorway, her long, dark hair cascading like in
She sucks me deep, taking me into her throat with a moan that vibrates through my entire body. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive head, lapping up the precum already leaking from me. Her hand works in perfect rhythm with her mouth, pumping and twisting as she sucks me off like it’s the only thing she’s ever wanted to do.“Fuck, love,” I growl, my hands tangling in her hair as I thrust into her mouth, fucking her face with a desperation that matches her own. She gags slightly but doesn’t pull away, taking every inch of me like a fucking champion. The heat of her throat squeezes me, and the pressure coils tight in my gut, my balls heavy and aching.But she’s not done yet.She pulls off my cock with a wet pop, her lips swollen and shining with spit as she crawls up my body. Her tits brush against my chest, soft and maddening, leaving streaks of heat on my skin. She kisses me deep, and I taste myself on her tongue—salty, musky, and so fucking her. She reaches between us, guiding my co