LOGINMaddison Spencer–Bennett
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, mate?” said the stranger, with a frown and a clenched jaw. I opened my eyes wide, swallowed hard and said, “Mate? What the hell are you talking about? I’m not your mate! Now, let me go!” I tried to get out of his grip, but he was stronger… much stronger than me. “I won’t let you go. I’ve been waiting sixteen years for you to be ready. And I will not stop claiming what is mine... And you, little mate? You were mine from the moment you were born.” Did he say that he had been waiting sixteen years for me to be ready? What does he know that I don’t? I watched him in silence. I cleared my throat and said to him, “Do you know who I am?” He sighed and said, “I’ve known you’re mine for years, Maddison. But I had to wait until you were ready. I wanted you to be the one to recognize me and choose me as your mate... but my wolf can no longer be far from you... I can’t be far from you, little one.” I frowned. Then I said, “Who are you?” He let go of my wrist, leaned against the wall, and said, “I am Alonso Corleone.” My eyes widened at the realization of who the mystery man was… “Wait… Alonso? Just like Alonso Corleone, the CEO of the Promises of the Future Academies Group? We knew about your existence when I was studying at the academy, but we never saw you.” “I never went to visit your academy. I was afraid that if I saw you or if I was in the same place as you, I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from marking you. And believe me. It has been years of torture, waiting for you to stop being a girl.” I remained completely silent. “So you’re basically saying you know I’m your mate since I was a little girl? Doesn’t that make you a little perverted?” “Why do you think I walked away? The mere thought sickened me! No little one. You must be a woman when I saw you again. For me, that was never in discussion.” “Discussion? Discussion with whom?” “I see you haven’t spoken to your mother.” He said, crossing his arms, making his biceps look quite appetizing. Focus, Maddie! “Every time I exchange words with my mother, it never ends well.” I told him, looking down. He sighed, ran his hand through his hair, which brought back a flashback of the night before, where I was on top of him straddling him and while I pulled his hair, I demanded that he impale me harder... Shit, stop it, Maddie! In a second, I felt my cheeks turn red. “Maddison! Are you OK? You are very red! Do you want me to call the doctor?” “Oh? What? No...…” I told him, extremely uncomfortable, while I backed away with all the intention of making a great escape. I watched as he walked towards me, slowly, like a predator stalking his prey. “Maddison, are you freaking out? It’s a lot to take in. I know it, little one.” “Me? Freaking out? No way! Phew! It’s hot in here… Don’t you think?” I felt like the clothes were suffocating me. “Maddison, look at me… Little one?” I vaguely heard him spark his fingers near my ear, hoping to draw my attention to him, but it was too late. I wanted to escape my fate by going to a bar and giving myself to a complete stranger... Well, that’s what I thought until now. I learned we were never strangers... he had always been meant for me. I don’t know if that made me feel better or worse, but for my addled brain, which was still suffering from the effects of alcohol and lust, it was the exact reason for shutting down. So, the last thing I remember... is that everything went black. ___________ I don’t know how much time had passed, but when consciousness reached me, I opened my eyes lazily. My mouth felt dry. I looked to my right and there he was sitting… Alonso. Was he really my mate? I mean, if I think about it carefully, it could be possible. The sparks I felt on my skin when he touched me and the attraction he provoked in me were undeniable. Not to mention that his peppermint scent and his muscles made my panties soaked... To tell the truth, it was quite embarrassing to be provoked like that. But without a wolf to confirm it, it was difficult to trust. “Are you okay, little one? You had me so worried.” Alonso said, caressing my hand, tracing small circles on it. “Where am I?” I asked him with great difficulty, since my tongue felt numb. “You’re in a hotel room, Maddison.” My blood turned cold. That disapproving tone belonged to my father, Peter. I turned my head slowly and there he was, leaning against the door with his arms crossed and his brow furrowed. Damn! I’m in big trouble! Does he know I slept with Alonso? Oh, my goddess! Swallow me to earth. I want to die! One of my worst fears came true... That one of my parents would surprise me having an affair? I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and said, “Dad? What are you doing here?” “I called him, little one. I figure out that they would be worried at your house, not hearing from you since last night.” Alonso said, apologizing with his look. “You are in big trouble, young lady. Do you have any idea how worried we were? What the fuck were you thinking? Go to a bar telling no one where you were and make out with a stranger? What if he had been one of our enemies? Since when did you become so reckless?” “Hey! Stop it! I get the point. I screwed up! Am sorry… But stop yelling!” My head felt like it was being hammered. “No, Maddison. You don’t get the point. You turned twenty-one. Your mate has been found. That means it is time for you to begin your training as queen regent.” He approached the bed and continued saying, “When you find your other three mates, your training will be complete and you will be ready to assume the throne with them. This is how the law says: One sovereign queen and four alpha kings in the four cardinal points.” Alright... If I didn’t feel like I was going crazy before, now I do. Queen regent? I? I can’t even decide what shoes to buy! Shit! “You’re not a little girl anymore! The people of the north and the south fought and died so that you could live and rule one kingdom. And this is how you pay it forward? Letting yourself be guided by an impulse? We raised you better than that, Maddison!” Damn! Dad is calling us Maddison... Bitch, you really screwed up this time. Brilliant! Now I receive a rebuke from my conscience. Thank you, conscience! For pointing out the obvious! “Don’t you think you’re being too harsh on her? It’s a big change she’ll have to make in her life. Give her a break, Peter.” I suddenly sat up, looking at Alonso and l said, “And since when have you been talking to my father so informally?” Then I looked the other way, saying, “And since when do you allow it? Even the members of the council of elders may not call you by your name, Dad.” He sighed and said, “I’ve allowed him since we found out he was your mate sixteen years ago. Honestly, Maddie, there is a lot you don’t know… and I think it’s time for you to learn the whole truth.”Maddison Spencer-BennettThe conversation with the masked man still echoed in my mind, a persistent sound that refused to leave me in peace.His words continued to ring in my ears, filled with warnings and secrets that made me question everything I thought I knew about myself and the role I played in this tangled story.But now, I was focused on the reality of the tournament and what it meant for me, for the contestants, and for the kingdom.As I walked through the palace gardens—a place where I had always felt safe and at peace—a mixture of emotions overwhelmed me.The flowers around me swayed gently in the breeze, but even their beauty was not enough to ease the heavy burden weighing upon my chest.It was a constant reminder that, although the immediate danger had passed, the decisions made during the tournament would determine everything.Suddenly, my mother appeared at the entrance to the garden, her face marked by an expression I could not decipher."Maddison," she called, her au
Maddison Spencer–BennettWaking up felt like emerging from a dark ocean, where the currents of instinct had carried me far away from the surface of reason.For hours...Or perhaps days—time had lost all meaning in that state— I hadn't been Maddison.I'd been something elemental.A force made of need, ferocity, and possessiveness so absolute that it frightened me now that sanity was slowly finding its way back into my mind.Every muscle in my body ached.A deep, lingering ache. A reminder of everything Kallie had forced my body to endure.I tried to sit up… My body refused.My hands still bore traces of shredded silk and splintered wood beneath my nails, trembling faintly as I pushed myself upright.I was sitting in the middle of chaos.Alonso's dressing room... Or what remained of it.The nest I'd built with my own hands now felt like a sanctuary profaned by the logic of daylight."Kallie... are you there?" I called into the silence of my own mind.Her answer came as a lazy, satisfied
Alonso CorleoneThe third phase, Ankor whispered into my mind, though this time his voice was nothing but a roar of pure hunger, recognition, and surrender.The Consummation, Alonso. Protection no longer matters. The nest no longer matters. The time for barriers is over. Only complete union remains... or absolute madness. Take her, or we'll both burn until nothing, but ashes remain.Maddison...Or Kallie...Or the flawless fusion of both that her heat had forged in the fire of instinct...Reached my feet.She pressed her feverish face against my thighs, breathing in my scent from between my legs with a desperation that shattered my heart while setting my blood ablaze.Her trembling hands found the hem of my shirt, tugging at it with enough strength to tear the fabric apart, desperately searching for the skin-to-skin contact her heat demanded with the force of a curse.I bent down and gently cupped her face in my hands.The tenderness of the gesture stood in stark contrast to the storm
Alonso CorleoneThe hours slipped by far faster than I would have liked.Time, in the middle of a she-wolf's heat, isn't measured in minutes.It's measured in heartbeats, in the weight of the air, and in the intoxicating scent of musk and desire that had begun seeping through every crack in the manor.I'd fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion.A mistake my instincts were quick to condemn.The fatigue from the previous days, the strain of protecting her, and the emotional toll of watching her battle her own nature had finally caught up with me, dragging me into a heavy, dreamless sleep.I awoke in the worst possible way.A deep growl ripped me from unconsciousness.It wasn't a sound any human throat could make.A split second later came the deafening crash of something being torn apart—wood splintering, glass exploding against marble.The noise echoed through the stone walls of the room until it became a declaration of war.My eyes flew open.A freezing jolt raced down my spine, snapping
Alonso CorleoneThe crimson glow of the runes rippled across the chamber door with a deep, resonant hum. One after another, the magical barriers sealed themselves over the solid wood until it became an impenetrable wall.The last symbol flared brightly before slowly fading, leaving behind an eerie silence inside the room.Only then did I realize the problem. I instinctively grabbed the doorknob and twisted.It didn't budge.I shoved the door harder.Nothing.A curse slipped from my lips as I tried again."Alonso!" Peter's voice echoed from the other side.I slammed my fist against the door. "I'm here!""Can you get out?"I clenched my jaw and stared at the shimmering barrier covering the frame. Emma's magic was flawless.Not even Ankor could break it."No."Silence followed for a couple of seconds.Then the Queen spoke, her voice firm."Then stay there."I frowned. "What?""If we remove the barriers, her scent will spread through the entire palace again."Another roar shook the castle
Alonso CorleoneI always believed I was ready for any threat. My entire life, for as long as I can remember, has been one continuous training. I've faced assassins in dark alleyways, coups orchestrated by brilliant and twisted minds, traitors who sat at my own table, and wars that stained our borders red. I had looked death in the eye and smiled at it, confident in my strength and Ankor's. But nothing prepared me for what was about to happen. No tactics manual, no lesson from my father, not even the oldest instincts of my bloodline warned me about how fragile control becomes when fate decides to claim its place.Nothing prepared me for this.It all started with a simple shift in the air, something so subtle only someone with extremely sharpened senses could have caught it. We were gathered in the palace's great hall, a space of marble and gold humming with the murmur of powerful voices. We were going over the final details of the tournament, a competition meant to be a display of stren
Maddison Spencer-Bennett.I frowned, confused. What the hell was she doing here? Who invited her? Why are Mom and Alonso in defensive mode? What is she planning now?As I am so clear that, if my Aunt Wilma is here, nothing good will come. I still have memories of when I was five years old, and she hel
Maddison Spencer-Bennett.For a second, I felt like I was dead. A sharp pain invaded my entire body, while a piercing sound overwhelmed my ears.I tried to get back up, with great difficulty, while I saw Alonso was trying to tell me something. I could see his lips moving, but I heard nothing. That com
Third point of view.The question that was on everyone’s mind and there was no answer. Alonso had sworn to Maddison that nothing had happened, and she believed him, so seeing the news left her shocked.“I already remembered what happened. Start explaining, Alonso. Did you get Crystal pregnant?”Alonso
Maddison Spencer-Bennett.I held my breath... I opened my eyes wide and looked for the owner of that voice, which had multiple unexpected effects on me, but to no avail... He was not here.As I sighed in disappointment, believing it was an invention of my creative brain, I heard him say, “Do not look







