LOGINRaiden POVI rose back over her slowly, deliberately, like I was reclaiming the space between us. My mouth traced a path along her skin—her neck first, where her pulse betrayed her, then her collarbone, lingering there as if I could memorize the shape of her by touch alone. I kissed her everywhere I could reach, slow and possessive, not rushed, not careless. Each kiss was a promise I wasn’t ready to say out loud.Her breath hitched beneath me. I felt it. Felt her.When my mouth finally found her lips, it wasn’t gentle. It was hungry, claiming, the kind of kiss that said you’re mine without ever needing words. She answered instantly, melting into me, hands clutching at my shoulders like she was afraid I’d disappear if she loosened her grip.I pulled back.Just enough.Her eyes flew open, wide and glassy, her lips swollen, parted. She shook her head immediately, almost desperately.“Don’t,” she whispered. “Please… don’t stop.”That look nearly broke me.I smiled—small, restrained, the k
Raiden POVI led her out of the steam-filled bathroom slowly, one hand at her waist, the other still damp from washing her skin. Water clung to her lashes, traced the curve of her collarbone, slid down places my eyes refused to leave.Veyr stirred again—low, insistent.She wants it.I felt it too.She didn’t look away. Not when I stopped. Not when I turned to face her fully. Her lips were parted, breath shallow, eyes darker than before—uncertain, yes, but wanting.That look was my undoing.I lifted her without warning.She gasped, a sharp, surprised sound—and then her legs wrapped around my waist like it was instinct, like her body had already decided what her mouth hadn’t dared to say yet.I growled softly.Her fingers clutched my shoulders, nails biting just enough to remind me she was real, warm, here. I pressed my mouth to her neck, slow at first—testing—then deeper, lingering where her skin was sensitive, where her breath shattered into soft, helpless sounds.Every gasp fed the f
Aria POVTime really did slip through my fingers.One moment I was fighting shadow-creatures and learning how not to get flattened before striking back—and the next, the sun was already leaning low, my body humming with that deep, aching exhaustion that meant I’d actually worked.“Okay,” Liam announced dramatically as we walked through the corridor, hands behind his head, “I just want it on record that if you keep training like this, I’m retiring early.”Ava scoffed. “Please. You’d cry for one day and come crawling back.”“I would not cry,” he protested. “I’d dramatically reflect.”Emma leaned closer to me, voice bright. “You did amazing today, Luna Aria. Like—really amazing. I’d actually love to spar with you someday.”I blinked. “You would?”“And please call me just Aria, that’s fine.” I replied.“Absolutely, ok I will ” she said, grinning. “No offense, but I’d like to see if you’re as scary up close.”I laughed. “Sounds good. Someday.”“See?” Liam pointed at Emma. “She’s already co
Aria POVI didn’t get far before Elowen called me back.“Enough flirting with the Alpha,” she said mildly, hands clasped behind her back, eyes glinting with amusement. “Back to work, Moonborn.”I groaned under my breath but obeyed, rolling my shoulders as I stepped back into the training circle. My muscles protested immediately—everything ached in that deep, heavy way that reminded you you’d earned it.Elowen circled me slowly, the hem of her robe brushing the dirt. “Now,” she said, voice turning serious, “we go deeper. You’ve been using your power instinctively. It’s time you understand what it actually is.”I straightened.She lifted her hand. “Your primary ability is Moonfire Light.”The name alone sent a strange thrill down my spine.Elowen gestured. “Call it.”I inhaled, focused—and silver bloomed in my palm. Not harsh. Not wild. A soft, living glow, like moonlight given shape.Kaida hummed in my head.Pretty. Very pretty. Burn something.“Behave,” I muttered.Elowen smiled knowi
Aria POVI didn’t realize how much my body hurt until I was no longer moving.The moment I left the training ground and sank onto the low stone bench near the outer wall, everything caught up to me at once, my legs trembling, my shoulders aching, my breath still coming a little too fast. The world felt quieter here, like it was giving me permission to finally stop pretending I was fine.I rolled my neck slowly, wincing.Okay. Maybe “fine” was a stretch.Drex had been… a lot. Fast, relentless, unforgiving. Every dodge, every counter had drained something from me—not just strength, but confidence too. I hugged my arms around myself, staring at the dirt beneath my boots, replaying the fight whether I wanted to or not.I didn’t even hear him approach.“Sit still.”His voice was low, calm—but close.I startled, jerking my head up, and there he was. Raiden. Standing far closer than I expected, already lowering himself in front of me like this was the most natural thing in the world. No crow
Aria POVI looked at Raiden again.Not because I needed permission—but because some small, stubborn part of me wanted reassurance. That this wasn’t a mistake. That he would stop it if it went too far.He didn’t move.Didn’t speak.He only crossed his arms over his chest, posture calm, eyes sharp and unreadable. Waiting.So that was my answer.I let my shoulders drop slowly, rolling the tension out of my neck the way Elowen had taught me. Breathe in. Breathe out. The training ground felt larger now, quieter in a strange way, even though I could sense people all around—Liam, Ava, Emma, the other pack members standing at a distance, watching with open curiosity.And then there was him.Drex.He stood a few feet away from me, tall, broad-shouldered, muscles carved like stone beneath his dark training leathers. His expression wasn’t cruel. It wasn’t mocking either. Just focused. Like a predator assessing how best to bring down prey—not with rage, but with efficiency.Fast reflexes, Liam ha







