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Alpha Maddox and Alpha Mason were contemplating as they sat within the throne room, feeling simultaneously happy, perplexed, angry, and anxious.
Their pack warriors had gathered and awaited a directive from both of their alpha kings.
They felt happy that their mate had finally shown up, but they were also confused as to why she had shown up in that manner and was silent. They were also eager to see her because they had not had much time to get to know her before she became afraid of them.
In a million years they would’ve never thought their mate would show up as a human while being in a rugged state.
“Round up a few of the pack warriors and head over to Silvermoon’s pack area. My mate’s appearance and analysis suggest that something went wrong, that she was attacked, or that the Silvermoon pack had her as a slave." Alpha Maddox spoke completely enveloped in his thoughts before continuing.
“In any case, I need to know everything, so find out everything you can about our mate and get back to me as soon as possible, Joseph. And don’t forget, returning without any leads is pointless.” Alpha Maddox ordered his warriors of his pack that stood before him.
“As you command Alpha kings.” His pack warriors immediately left the room.
“I also want my mate’s physical and emotional wellbeing to be examined by the pack nurses.” Alpha Mason persisted in giving more orders to the few others in the room because he only wanted what was best for his mate.
It was obvious that the twins wanted blood. They wanted blood for the manner in which their beloved mate had appeared, and they wanted information on whether she had been avoiding the Silvermoon pack’s attentions or had met another issue.
It was also quite clear that if the Silvermoon pack might’ve had something to do with their mate being traumatized and or afraid then they’d have to take actions immediately to rectify the situation even if that meant sanctioning Alpha Moss to death.
Since their loving mate wouldn’t corporate, they had to turn to the pack that she had a somewhat faint smell of—the Silvermoon pack—in order to obtain the answers, they needed.
They had a lot of questions for their beloved mate, but since she wasn’t communicating or being transparent with them, they couldn’t just ask her.
After searching years for their mate, the alpha kings finally found her in the form of a human at their doorstep quite dirty, reeked of fear, messy and unable to speak, that was if she wasn’t a mute.
They wondered whether or not she was born of werewolf parents and somehow hadn’t shifted just yet or was she born of human parents. They also needed to have her fully accepted into the pack as she has the smell of a rogue which didn't make any sense since she came off as a human.
Now that their precious mate was before them, they were quite dumbfounded and a bit disappointed at first knowing she was a human and thought that they might’ve been tricked at first but nevertheless was glad she was now in their arms.
She could get anything she needed from them and would be safe with them. Anybody who ventured to speak negatively about her would be silenced because they would appreciate her as the valuable person that Luna is. Despite not having a reputation for being compassionate, the alpha kings would do anything in their power for their princess and they would make sure she knew of this.
They wanted to hold her in their arms because she was so delicate, and they wouldn’t let her out of their sight at any time. She was both a diamond and a jewel.
It was quite hard for them to have her leave from their sight but unfortunately, she was afraid of them which made them quite aggravated and somewhat annoyed especially after trying to communicate with her and she would not say a thing.
They then stepped outside the royal room in search of their soul mate. The two chose to refer to her as princess because they didn’t know her real name and thought it would be more appropriate given how she looked to one.
The two alpha kings entered the bedroom after discovering the door had been left open. The two then noticed the bathroom door had been left open, soon revealing Alice and a nakedly stimulating mate for their eyes’ exquisite cravings.
Before Alice swiftly covered her, Alpha Maddox and Alpha Mason’s gaze swept over her stunning and small figure, happy with her amazing beauty, succulent nipples, and her delectable core. They noticed a slight flush on their mate's cheeks.
They only intended to turn her around and fuck her while making her use her tiny, vulnerable mouth to gnaw on their cock. They were utterly thrilled with their princess and enjoyed every second of it, but they hated that they couldn’t touch her just yet.
They wanted to immerse their cock in her enchanting walls, to be completely submerged in it, and to never take it out of her again.
They were desperate to taste her so they could experience the flavor of her moist walls in their mouths. They wanted to massage her clit with their tongues, the kings wanted her to smell like them so that no other wolf would not stare at her, and they wanted her to feel their feelings so she would never ever think or look at a male in her life besides them. Even simply gazing at her delicious, dripping wet body made them feel quite possessive of her.
Even though they were aware that no one would ever cross them and even touch her, they badly wanted to sink their teeth into her neck, claim her, and subdue their helpless wolves as quickly as possible. In conjunction to this, they also needed to issue a decree.
Only she was able to elicit such feelings in them, and it only took a few seconds for them to notice that their cock was starting to throb uncomfortable just from looking at her.
Haelyn’s POV Epilogue... One Year Later..... The dungeon hadn’t changed. Still cold, still dark, still reeking of despair and dampness. My heels clicked against the stone floor as I descended the narrow staircase, two of our most trusted guards flanking me on either side. A year had passed since that day at the Council, since justice had been served. A year since I’d held my newborn babies in my arms for the first time. A year of growth, change, and unexpected mercy. “Luna,” one of the pack guards said, stopping before a heavy iron door. “Are you certain you want to do this alone?” “I’m certain,” I replied, my voice steady. “Open it.” The door creaked open, revealing the cell beyond. It was cleaner than I’d expected, almost comfortable compared to what I’d imagined. A small bed, a table, books stacked neatly in the corner. This wasn’t a torture chamber—it was confinement with a chance at redemption. Two figures looked up as I entered. Beta Dixon sat in the corner, his once-pr
Haelyn’s POV “Absolutely not,” Maddox said, staring down at Asher’s soiled diaper with an expression of pure horror. “There’s no way something that small can produce something that... horrific.” I couldn’t help but laugh, bouncing Lyra gently in my arms as I watched my powerful Alpha mate recoil from a dirty diaper like it was a dangerous weapon. “It’s just poop, Maddox. You’ve faced down rogue wolves, dark witches, and the entire Werewolf Council without flinching. Surely you can handle one tiny diaper.” “That is not just poop,” Mason chimed in from across the nursery, where he was attempting to change Kieran’s diaper with the kind of intense concentration usually reserved for battle strategy. “That’s... I don’t even know what that is. It smells like something died. Multiple times.” “They’re your sons,” I reminded them, trying to suppress my grin. “And this is part of being a father. Now, Maddox, grab the baby wipes and actually clean him properly this time. You can’t just d
Haelyn’s POV The first thing I became aware of was warmth. Not the burning, tearing pain I remembered, but a gentle, encompassing warmth that seemed to wrap around me like a blanket. The second thing was the sound of breathing. Multiple rhythms, some deep and steady, others quick and light. My eyes fluttered open slowly, the bright afternoon light filtering through the windows making me squint. Everything felt heavy, my body weighted down as if I’d been asleep for days. Maybe I had been. As my vision cleared, I turned my head slightly and my heart stopped. There they were. Maddox sat in the large chair beside my bed, cradling two tiny bundles against his bare chest. His eyes were closed, his head tilted back against the chair, exhaustion evident in every line of his face. But there was something else there too, something I’d never seen before. Peace. Pure, unfiltered peace. Mason stood by the window, gazing down at a third bundle in his arms, his fingers gently tracing the baby’
Haelyn’s Pov Everything happened in a blur. One moment I was staring at the blood on my fingers, the next I was being lifted into Maddox’s arms, his face a mask of terror. Mason was already at the door, bellowing orders that echoed through the castle corridors. “Get the pack doctor now!” The world tilted and spun as Maddox ran, his powerful legs eating up the distance between our chambers and the medical wing. I could feel his heart hammering against my cheek where it pressed against his chest, the frantic rhythm matching my own. “Stay with me, Haelyn,” he commanded. “Don’t you dare leave me. Don’t you dare.” I tried to answer, but the words wouldn’t come. Pain was radiating through my abdomen now, sharp and insistent, like something was trying to claw its way out of me. I clutched at Maddox’s shirt, my fingers twisting in the fabric as another wave hit me. The medical wing doors burst open before we reached them, pack members scattering out of our way. The pack doctor, Dr. Sie
Haelyn's POVI collapsed onto the silk sheets, my body trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction. My chest rose and fell rapidly as I tried to catch my breath, every muscle in my body deliciously spent. Mason lay beside me, his arm draped possessively across my waist, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my hip."I think... I think I need a minute," I breathed out, a satisfied smile tugging at my lips.Maddox prowled toward the bed from where he'd been standing by the window, his eyes still dark with desire. That predatory look on his face made my core clench despite my exhaustion."A minute?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. "I don't think so, little mate."Before I could protest, his hands were on me, flipping me onto my hands and feet with an ease that made me gasp. His palms smoothed down my back, over the curve of my ass, making me shiver under his touch. He positioned himself behind me, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body."Madd
Mirella’s POV The heavy doors slammed shut behind the Alpha Kings and their mate, the sound echoing through the chamber. The sight of my daughter bent over in Maddox’s grip, begging for her life. My Kallista. My beautiful, perfect daughter. Theon’s groans caught my attention as he cradled his broken hand, snapping it back into place with a loud cry as it heals. My eyes swept across the council members still in shock, frozen like statues, their faces pale with shock. “Well?” I spat, my voice filled with rage and desperation. “Are you all just going to sit there? They’re going to execute my daughter! Our daughter!” I gestured wildly at Theon. “Do something!” The council members exchanged glances, but no one moved. No one spoke. “Do something!” I screamed, my voice breaking. I made my way toward the throne. “Rhogar! Fenric! Liora! You’ve known Kallista since she was a child! You’ve watched her grow up! And you’re just going to let them take her?” Elder Rhogar shifted uncomfortably







