Mag-log in“Oh, fuck.”Alaric says something, but I don’t hear the words. I can’t concentrate on anything beyond the pressure building inside me. Higher and tighter. My breathing turns ragged. The room seems to shrink around me until there’s nothing beyond sensation and the frantic beat of my heart.“Alaric…”
** Poppy’s POV **I’m heavy and weightless at the same time. My entire body relaxes in the best way as the heat finally eases. Alaric’s weight shifts on the bed, but I’m too blissed out to even open my eyes. The entire pack could march in right now, and I don’t think I’d be able to care. “You’re so
“Bas…”“I'm going.”Poppy moves slightly against me, and Bastian’s eyes flash again.His hand wraps around the door handle. But before he opens it, his gaze meets mine again. There's more in that look than I can unravel right now. Desire, struggle, and something dangerously close to fear.He’s not s
** Alaric’s POV **Goddess, help me.How can I say no to her? How can I ask her to wait when she feels this good? When she burns for me like this?Bastian and I had discussed how we would handle this, and at this point, the plan is FUBAR. The moment Leo said she was asking for us, we crumbled. And h
Leo rolls away from me. The loss of his body against mine is immediate and horrible.“Where are you going?”“To get them.”“No. Don't leave.”He stops.Damn it. I screw my eyes shut and clench my fists. This is ridiculous.“Sorry,” I breathe. “This is so confusing. ”“Don't apologise,” Leo says soft
** Poppy’s POV **I’m burning. That's my first coherent thought. My second is that I can't move. There's an arm around my waist, another across my stomach, a leg tangled with mine, and someone's breath against the back of my neck.For one disorienting second, I have no idea where I am. Moonlight fil
** Ryder’s POV **I feel it the moment I cross the threshold. The bond tightens, sharp and alert, and my wolf lifts his head inside me like he’s just scented a deer on the breeze. The cabin feels different, steadier somehow, but also charged, like the air itself is holding its breath.Parker feels i
** Ryder’s POV **We don’t celebrate. We don’t howl with victory cries or shake ourselves clean of blood and fear. We simply settle, our shoulders relaxing after carrying too much weight. Maybe all that will come later.The pack moves quietly. Not in shock or grief, but in assessment. Enforcers regr
Callen sits beside her on the couch, arm draped loosely around her shoulders. She leans into him without hesitation, and I see the way his presence steadies her.Parker catches my eye from across the room and gives a small nod.“She’s stable,” he says through the mind-link.I nod back.Later, when t
Paige inhales sharply.I feel it through the bond, the spike of heat, the pull, the very human want she hasn’t let herself acknowledge yet.Good.“Touch him,” I say quietly.She hesitates just long enough for me to know she’s asking permission, not defying me.“Yes,” I answer before she can speak it







