LOGINCaden’s POV continued“I like my messy bun. I like my oversized clothes. I like looking like this.”“Why?”“Because it keeps certain people away.”I frown.She points at me.“You said women wouldn't leave you alone once you grew into your looks, right?”“Yeah.”“Well, one time I wore a nice, fitted long dress. Had my hair professionally done. Makeup. Everything.”She rolls her eyes.“Men would not leave me the hell alone.”My wolf growls.I don't particularly like hearing that.“I had to cast spells on some of them just to make them think I was ugly.”“Seriously?”“Seriously.”I stare at her.“Well, you're gorgeous now.”Her face softens slightly.“And that's not just the mate bond talking.”I lean forward.“I can already tell you're beautiful. I don't need the fancy clothes or makeup.”Her lips twitch.Then she leans toward me.“You're pretty gorgeous yourself, Beta.”I grin.She holds up one finger.“But you're going to have to earn access to all this.”I choke.Her smile gets bigg
Caden’s POVI sigh as I stare at my mate.My gorgeous fucking mate.She looks so tiny sitting across from me, practically swallowed whole by all those clothes she has on. I don't understand why she’s wearing all that shit. That sweater is huge. Her jeans are baggy.But when I hugged her?Yeah.I felt enough.Whatever she's hiding under that sweater, I am definitely not disappointed.My wolf growls approvingly in the back of my head."Don't be a pervert, human.""You were thinking the same damn thing.""That's different. She's my mate.""She's my mate too, asshole."He huffs and disappears.I sit across from Carmella and really look at her.Those huge glasses cover half her damn face.I bite my lip before slowly reaching toward them with both hands.Her hands immediately come up.“What are you doing?”I freeze.“Can I take off your glasses?”Her eyes narrow behind them.“Why?”“I just want to see your eyes.”She studies me for a second before sighing.“Okay. That's fine.”Carefully, I
Carmella’s POVI cannot wait to get the hell out of here.“Carmella! Where are you?”I roll my eyes toward the ceiling.Of course.Before I can answer, my bedroom door opens and my aunt Seraphine walks in.I force a smile.“Hi, Auntie. How can I help you?”She stops in the doorway and looks around my room.Then at the bag sitting on my bed.Then at me.“It looks like you’re going somewhere.”“Yeah. I’m going to visit some friends.”Her eyebrow rises.“They need help with some ancient relics they have. Necklaces, actually.”“Oh?”She gives me the look.I stare right back at her.See, one thing I can say about my Aunt Seraphine, even though she is annoying, she is actually trying to help me.She knows exactly why I'm leaving.She closes my bedroom door behind her.“You need to hurry up and go. Louis will be here tomorrow.”I groan.Just hearing his name irritates me.“So what exactly am I supposed to tell your mother and grandmother when they realize you’re gone?”I smile sweetly.“Tel
Sloane’s POV A second later, a huge smile spreads across her face.“Oh.”I know that look.“Our secret package is here.”My eyes widen.“No way.”“I’ll be back!”Elena spins around and rushes straight back out of the dining hall.I smirk.Then I look across the room.Caden is sitting there flirting with some girl.Of course he is.“Oh, shit.”Nova looks at me.“What?”“Carmella is about to get one hell of a welcome.”Valeria's eyes widen.“The witch is here?”“Yep.”“Oh, I need food.”“What?”“I need food because I need a front-row seat for this shit.”She starts walking away, then abruptly turns around.“Actually, wait. I need my phone. I'm recording this.”“Valeria!”She takes off running.I look at Nova.“Our future sister-in-law is crazy.”Nova snorts. “I like her.”We grab our breakfast and deliberately sit on the opposite end from the guys.Because we're still mad.Well…We're pretending we're still mad.They don't need to know Nova has already decided she wants to climb Elias
Sloane’s POVI see it.I see the exact moment my sister’s rage takes over.Nova and I are different when we’re angry.Me? I’m showy as hell.When I’m pissed, you know I’m pissed. You can see it on my face, read it in my body language, hear it in my voice. There is no mystery. If I want to beat your ass, you will probably know about it five minutes before I actually do it.My sister?She is a quiet assassin.Nova can be furious and look completely calm while she’s mentally planning your funeral.Maybe that’s why she and Elias fit together so well.Elias is nothing like Draven.He’s quieter. More private. He doesn’t want everybody knowing his business.Draven?My mate doesn't give a shit.He’ll boast. He’ll be loud. He’ll be proud. And if you don’t like it, that sounds like a personal problem to him.Usually people say opposites attract, but Draven and I have a lot of similarities.Apparently Nova and Elias do too.I follow behind my sister as she storms toward the pack house.We pass L
Elias’s POVI give my mate a look of pure confidence.She is ready for war.Who is she ready to kill?More like who’s about to become chopped liver?Or should I say who’s about to become raw meat for her wolf after a damn deer hunt?Sabine.Definitely Sabine.Sabine is standing across the training yard smirking because she has never watched my mate spar.Then again, neither have I.According to Elena, and Elena is an excellent fighter, easily capable of ranking among our top warriors, male or female, and Nova is better than her.There are apparently two reasons for that.One, Nova is an Alpha-blooded female.And two, she's what they call a Celestial Wolf.I still haven't seen her wolf.Hopefully, we can go for a run later tonight. Maybe I'll link Draven and see if he and Sloane want to come with us. Sloane can't risk shifting right now because of the pup, but maybe she can ride on Draven's back.That could actually be fun.I roll my shoulders as I watch Lucien and Beta Marcus finish d
Elias’s POV I sigh as I step out of the kitchen area, finally done meeting with the head Omega, her staff, and the Gammas.Yeah, I did all of that, and that should be my Luna’s job, but I don’t have one.So it falls on me. Like everything else. My mom is still Luna… technically, but she’s semi-r
Draven’s POV Two Years Later....“Son, you are one of the most powerful Alphas in this country. You need to get your shit together.”I roll my eyes, leaning back in the chair like I don’t have a care in the world.Because honestly?I don’t.My dad keeps talking, going on and on, and his words are
Third Person POVThe sirens rang through the Blackwood Pack lands like a five alarm fire in the California Hills. It was just after midnight when the alarms brought the pack to life as the red emergency lights were strobing violently across the grounds lighting up the darkness with pulsating flashe
The War of a Hundred YearsThree hundred years ago…before the realm fractured…before the Moon fell silent…There was a war of wars.Not the kind whispered about in pack halls.Not the kind fought over land, power, or pride.This war was of internal rot.It started quietly, like something festerin







