LOGINMaddox’s POV Jordan rushed into the room so quickly that the door slammed against the wall behind him. I sighed in annoyance. Maria didnt stop what she was doing. She took me to the back of her throat and swallowed. A moan escaped me before I could stop it. She then took her hand and squeezed my balls as her tongue ran down my shaft and across the head of my cock. Oh goddess I definitely didn’t want to stop her. I looked up at Jordan as he quickly turned his head towards the door. I put my hand on Maria’s head and pushed her to take more of me. I groaned loudly as my cock slid to the back of her throat once again. I then decided I tortured poor Jordan enough. I reached down and tapped her lightly on the arm. “Give us a few minutes.” She nodded obediently and then got up off her knees. She stood up and left the room. Once she was out of earshot, I looked back at Jordan. The look on his face was priceless. His eyes were wide. His breathing was uneven. For a second, it almost look
Traci’s POV I had been awake for almost twenty minutes. Twenty glorious minutes. Twenty peaceful, uninterrupted minutes where nobody was hovering over me, asking questions, panicking, or trying to shove disgusting healer tea down my throat. What a wonderful time it had been. The moment I woke up, I realized exactly where I was. The steady beeping of the monitors filled the room, and the familiar scents of my mates surrounded me. I could hear quiet conversations, chairs shifting across the floor, footsteps moving around the room, and the occasional sigh from someone who thought I couldn’t hear them. I knew everyone was worried. I knew they were watching me. That was exactly why I kept my eyes closed. The second they realized I was awake, the questions would start. How are you feeling? What happened? Are you alright? Do you need anything? No thank you. I was perfectly content pretending to be unconscious. Besides, after whatever had happened to me in the garden, I deserved a nap.
Corbin’s POV I knew it. The second Peter announced that Traci had a pulse, I knew she was going to be alright. The relief that swept through the room was impossible to miss. Zayden looked like someone had handed him his entire world back, while Raiden continued staring at the monitors as if he expected them to betray him again. Neither one of them trusted what they were seeing yet, and honestly, I couldn’t blame them. Watching someone flatline tended to leave a lasting impression. I folded my arms across my chest and watched the monitors myself. The beeping had settled into a steadier pace now, and the lines moving across the screen no longer looked uneven. Everything was evening out. Everything was stabilizing. A smile finally appeared on my face. I stepped forward and placed my hand on Zayden’s shoulder. “I told you, didn’t I?” I said proudly. “I told you she would be alright.” They both looked up at me. Raiden’s expression was filled with confusion. “How did you know?” I gla
Zayden’s POV I stood beside Traci’s bed with her hand clenched tightly in mine as I stared at her pale face. This couldn’t be happening. Only minutes ago she had been standing in the garden, smiling at us and trying to ignore Sarah’s endless commentary about decorations. Now she lay motionless in our bed while machines surrounded her, and the silence coming from those machines felt louder than any alarm ever could. She flatlined. The words echoed through my head over and over again. “Peter, do something!” I shouted. The sound ripped from my throat so harshly it barely sounded like my voice. A tear slid down my cheek, but I ignored it. My entire world had narrowed to the girl lying in front of me. Nothing else mattered. Not the palace. Not the guests downstairs. Not the dozens of people waiting for answers. Only Traci. Peter and Alfred moved around the bed quickly, checking monitors, adjusting equipment, and exchanging looks that made my stomach turn. Those looks belonged besid
Raiden’s POV At this point, I wasn’t sure what the hell was going on. Yes, we knew Traci was a White Wolf. Yes, we knew she was different. Yes, we knew there were things about her kind that nobody fully understood. So why was everyone acting shocked? Including me. Because if I was being honest with myself, we should have expected something like this eventually. Maybe not this exact situation, but something. White Wolves weren’t normal. They never had been. Every story we’d ever heard about them involved powers, abilities, and things that made absolutely no sense. Yet seeing it happen right in front of us felt completely different. Traci trembled between Zayden and me. My arms tightened around her as bright silver light pulsed from the mark on her neck. Each pulse spread beneath her skin like streams of liquid moonlight. Her face had gone pale, and when she looked up at me, her golden eyes glowed so brightly they barely looked human. “My head,” she whispered. The sound twisted so
Traci’s POV I looked over at Daddy and immediately started laughing again. The giant clown head was gone, but the ridiculous makeup was still painted across his face. The oversized frown somehow looked even funnier now that I could actually see it was Roman underneath. Between the bright white face paint, the giant red nose, and the expression he was trying so hard to keep serious, the whole thing was absolutely ridiculous. I walked straight over and threw myself into his arms. Instant growls came from both Zayden and Raiden. I ignored them completely. “Thank you, Daddy. This was priceless.” Roman wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. “You’re welcome, Princess.” When I pulled back, he pointed a finger directly at me. “Remember our deal.” A smile immediately spread across my face. “Yeah. The deal.” He nodded his head once. Roman was many things. Annoying. Chaotic. Mischievous. A complete menace to society on most days. But nobody could ever question where his loyalty stood.
Traci’s POV “I Traci Silver of the Silver Clan Pack re…” The rest of the sentence never made it out. The door slammed open so hard it bounced off the wall behind it and every head in the room turned. Including mine. For a second I completely forgot what I was doing. Corbin stood in the doorway
Corbin’s POV Marge and I were sitting in our room when I got back from checking the schedule for tomorrow’s fights. I dropped into the chair across from her and let out a breath. Tomorrow. Traci was fighting tomorrow. Again. Why that girl felt the need to prove herself every damn day was bey
Roman’s POV I rushed toward her the second she stepped out of the bathroom. My chest tightened instantly. Blood covered part of her shirt. Bruises were already forming along her cheek and jaw while a small cut split her lower lip. Her breathing looked uneven too. Slightly shaky. Like adrenaline
Traci’s POV The second the handle started turning, I moved. Slowly. Quietly. Carefully. Aurora was tense as I gripped the bottle tighter in my hand. My pulse hammered so hard against my ribs it physically hurt. I forced myself to breathe through it. One inhale. One exhale. I leaned in and







