ANMELDENJason's POVI pocketed my phone and got in the car.I had told Celeste to stay safe and I meant it. The fire Roland described wasn't far from her usual route, and knowing she had already driven through before it escalated was the one thing that made the rest of this manageable.Roland texted me the location before I could even ask. The Halvern Road stretch, just past the old storage units near the pack's eastern boundary. I knew the area well. It sat on the quieter side of our territory, residential mostly, the kind of road where pack members walked dogs and children rode bikes on weekend mornings and nobody expected anything to escalate into shifted wolves and a burning building.The drive took seven minutes. Long enough to go over what Celeste described and stack it against what Roland told me, piecing together how badly a morning argument managed to spiral. By the time I pulled up along the Halvern Road stretch, the scene was already contained. No wolves still shifted, no one thr
Celeste's POVThe estate was at its quietest in the early morning.No movement from the other side of the bed. No low voices carrying from downstairs. Just the soft sounds of a house that hadn't fully woken yet, and the light coming through the curtains at an angle that told me I was up before I needed to be.I moved carefully, getting dressed in the dim light without switching on the overhead, letting Mason and Jason sleep. They were up late dealing with pack matters again, and I learned early on not to disturb them when they finally got a full night. I grabbed my bag and my jacket and slipped out of the room.I was halfway through a cup of coffee in the kitchen when my phone rang.The name on the screen stopped me for a second. Dad.I set the cup down and answered."Celeste." His voice came through warm and steady, the kind of familiar that settled something in me I hadn't realised was tense. "How are you doing?""I'm good, Dad. Really good." I leaned against the counter. "Is every
Rogan's POVI was not a man who left things to chance.Every piece was placed with intention. Every conversation steered exactly where it needed to go. Months of careful work, patience, and the kind of quiet pressure that never showed itself too early or too plainly. And now, sitting in my study with the evening settling around me, I could feel the shape of everything built these past months beginning to hold its own weight.The waiting was almost over.My phone buzzed once on the desk. On my way.I set it face down and leaned back in my chair and waited.Vivian arrived ten minutes later, letting herself in the way she always did, like the space already belonged to her. In some ways she believed it did. That was precisely what made her so easy to work with."Everything is set." She settled back into her chair across from me, composed, her hands folded neatly in her lap. "I accepted the arrangement. Lucien, the Ravenors, all of it. My brothers have no reason to suspect a single thin
Aiden's POVThe snooker table in the back room of the Ashen Hollow rec hall was one of the few places where nobody called me Alpha.Jace never did when it was just the four of us in here. Liam and Luke didn't bother either. We were just four men and a game and whoever was losing held the worst opinions about everyone else's technique."You're holding the cue wrong," Liam said helpfully, which was rich coming from a man who missed his last four shots."I'm winning," I said."You're lucky," Luke corrected.Jace leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and watched the two of them with the expression of a man who listened to this exact argument for years. "We need to go out," he said, unprompted. "I just realized it's been months since any of us actually went out.""It's been longer than months," Luke said.I thought about it. He wasn't wrong. Between the Alpha obligations and everything that consumed the last few months, the idea of just going somewhere for the sake of going quietly
Celeste's POVI stayed under the hot water until my skin turned pink.When I finally stepped out I dried off slowly, pulled on a soft oversized shirt and clean underwear, then went back into the bedroom. The soaked sheets still sat in a crumpled heap. I stripped the bed completely, stuffed everything into the laundry basket, and put fresh ones on. The clean cotton smelled like nothing. No dream. No extra wetness. Just clean.I sat on the edge of the mattress for a few minutes anyway, trying to calm the restless heat still sitting low in my belly. My pussy was still slick. Every small shift made the new underwear slide against sensitive skin. I was still horny. Still aching. Still wanting my mates in a way that felt almost desperate.I needed them to fuck the dream out of me.I stood up, ran a hand through my damp hair, and left the room.Mason and Jason were in the living room, exactly where they said they would be. Both of them sat on the big couch, a movie playing low on the scr
Celeste's POVI stared at Mason and Jason.My heart was still racing from the dream, from the feel of four pairs of hands and four cocks and the way my body had come apart for all of them. The real morning light felt too bright. The bed felt too empty without the other two bodies that had just been pressed against me.Mason’s brows lifted. Jason’s mouth curved into a small, confused smile. They both looked at me like I had grown a second head.“You okay?” Mason asked, a soft laugh in his voice. “You’re staring like we grew horns overnight.”Jason reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my face. “Celeste. Talk to us.”I ran a hand through my hair, fingers catching on the tangles, and let out a shaky breath.“What the fuck was that?”Mason tilted his head. “What was what?”Jason’s smile faded a little. “Baby, you’re scaring us a bit. What do you mean?”I couldn’t tell them. How was I supposed to explain that I had just dreamed of Jayden and Aiden fucking me right alongside them?







