INICIAR SESIÓNBeatrice POVLiora's wedding day arrived wrapped in perfect spring sunshine. I woke early despite being six months pregnant and eternally exhausted. Today my best friend became my sister in truth.Darius was already up, helping with last-minute preparations. I found him arguing with Kaelen about flower arrangements."They're fine," Darius was saying."Fine isn't good enough. This is Theron's wedding. It needs to be perfect.""The flowers are perfect," I said. "Everything is perfect. Now both of you stop fussing and help me find Liora."I found her in one of the guest chambers, surrounded by half the female pack members. Everyone was talking at once, offering advice and help and probably making her more nervous."Out," I said firmly. "Everyone except Helena, out now."They scattered. Liora sat in front of the mirror in her ceremonial gown, looking terrified. "I can't do this," she said."Yes you can.""What if I'm not good enough to be Luna?" She turned to face me. "You were born to th
Beatrice POVI woke to the sound of arguing in the courtyard. Rolling over, I found Darius already awake and grinning."Your brothers are at it again," he said.I groaned and buried my face in the pillow. "It's too early for this.""It's nearly noon, love.""Still too early."But curiosity got the better of me. I dragged myself out of bed and to the window. Down in the courtyard, Kaelen was supervising several servants unloading a wagon absolutely packed with packages."What is all that?" I asked."Baby things, I'd imagine." Darius came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "He arrived an hour ago with three wagons.""Three?""The other two are being unloaded at the west entrance."I got dressed quickly and headed downstairs. The entrance hall was chaos. Packages everywhere, servants looking confused, and Kaelen directing traffic like a general commanding troops."Kaelen," I said. "What is all this?""Baby supplies." He beamed at me. "The little one needs options.""I'm o
Silas povHer fingers slid down between us. The second she touched herself she whimpered, body jerking. I kept pounding into her, steady and relentless, watching her face twist with pleasure.“That’s it,” I growled. “Come for me. I’ve got you.”Her fingers moved faster. Her thighs started shaking. Then she broke—back arching, pussy clamping down so tight I could barely move. She cried my name, loud and raw, as she came hard around my cock, pulsing and soaking me.The squeeze, the heat, the sound of her—it ripped my own orgasm out of me. I slammed in one last time and came with a choked groan, spilling deep inside her, pulse after thick pulse until I was empty.We stayed locked together, panting. Her forehead rested against mine. Her fingers drew slow, lazy circles on my back while my cock softened inside her, still twitching with aftershocks.Neither of us moved to pull away."That was..." she started."Yeah," I agreed.She laughed breathlessly. "We destroyed your desk."I looked down
Silas POVHelena found me in my study three days before Beatrice's Luna ceremony. I was buried in legal documents, trying to focus on anything except the conversation I knew was coming."We need to talk," she said from the doorway.I looked up and my chest tightened at the sight of her. We hadn't spoken properly in four days—not since our argument about me canceling our dinner plans for the third time in two weeks."About what?" I asked, though I knew exactly what."Don't play stupid, Silas. It doesn't suit you." She closed the door behind her and crossed her arms. "You promised you'd try. That you wouldn't run when things got real. But that's exactly what you've been doing."I set down my pen. She was right, and we both knew it. After our breakthrough in the office weeks ago, things had been good. Better than good. We'd been spending real time together, talking, learning each other beyond the physical. But then the Council workload had increased, and I'd fallen back into old patterns
Beatrice pov When he finally rose he lifted me like I weighed nothing, carrying me to the bed and laying me down on the thick furs. He stripped off his own clothes without hurry, every movement measured, letting me watch the play of firelight over his broad shoulders, the scars on his chest, the hard lines of his stomach.He settled between my thighs, not entering me yet. Instead he kissed his way down my body—slow, open-mouthed kisses over my breasts, lingering to draw each nipple into his mouth and suck gently until I arched and whimpered. Lower still, across my ribs, over the curve of my hip, until his mouth hovered between my legs.He looked up at me, eyes dark with love and hunger. “Let me taste you first.”I nodded, breathless. He parted me with gentle thumbs, then lowered his head. The first slow lick made me gasp—long and flat, from entrance to clit, gathering every drop of wetness. He groaned against me like I was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. Then he did it again, an
Beatrice POVLiora arrived after Darius returned, her bags packed for what she called an extended visit. I met her in the courtyard and pulled her into a tight hug."I missed you," I said."I missed you too." She pulled back and studied my face. "You look different. Glowing.""I'm just happy Darius is home," I said.We spent the afternoon in my chambers catching up. Liora sprawled across my bed while I sat in the window seat, watching the grounds below."So Theron's been writing me," Liora said casually.I turned to face her. "Oh?""Actual letters. Long ones." She was trying not to smile. "He's surprisingly romantic when he puts effort into it.""He really cares about you," I said."I know." Liora sat up. "It's terrifying and wonderful at the same time."I opened my mouth to respond but a wave of nausea hit me. I pressed my hand to my stomach and breathed slowly through my nose."Bea?" Liora was off the bed instantly. "What's wrong?""Nothing. Just felt weird for a second." I forced a







