LOGINAlpha Kings POV
“There are rumours about it,” One of the Advisers said.
The Alpha Kings sat on their thrones listening to the report.
“We need accurate information, not speculation,” Matthew said sternly.
“The possibility of war happening is greater than it not happening,” another adviser said, and there were hushed conversations.
“Silence”, Matthew commanded.
The Night Moon Alpha is a ruthless King. He is known for his fury, and any city he goes to war with is always left destitute. A few months ago, he sent a spy to reconnoitre the city of The Last Growl, but when he was found, Fred, out of rage, executed the spy and is now leaving them thinking about the possibility of war.
“Is there any solution?” Ezekiel asked.
“Yes, one needs a Luna queen,” one of the advisers said.
“This will strengthen our alliance and also widen our chances”. Another chipped in
Ezekiel and Matthew have both made up their minds not to mate. They both agreed for a reason.
“Any other solution?” Ezekiel asked calmly, and the whole room was quiet. There was nothing they could do, and the fate of their kingdom was in their hands.
“We don't believe in fate, mate, so inform me about a strong alliance we can make,” Matthew said.
“The heiress of the hunted mellow pack is a great fit,” another adviser said.
“We will host a ball and invite them, there you will meet your mate,” another adviser said.
Ezekiel knew holding a lavish ball would bring unwanted attention, so he thought of a good diversion. He told his brother that they should invite everyone instead, from the poor to the middle class to higher society. The more the merrier,
“I think it would be a good idea,” Matthew agreed.
Ezekiel smirked and was content knowing he had brought up a good distraction.
“Send invites to everyone, too,” Ezekiel said.
“Everyone?” One of the advisers asked in disbelief.
“Yes, every single person”, Ezekiel answered.
They bowed, and one by one they left the two brothers alone to talk.
“As this is a mating of convenience, I think we should get to one mate,” Matthew said.
“I agree, I don't want to ruin two women's lives”, Ezekiel verbalized.
“We should be prepared for anything, Brother”, Matthew advised while getting up to leave.
As soon as Matthew was clear of Ezekiel’s sight, he bellowed for a guard.
“Guard, bring me an omega girl, this instant ”, Ezekiel yelled.
And before the blink of an eye, an innocent, petite girl came marching toward Ezekiel, “I enjoy watching you cower in fear, Kneel in front of me”, Ezekiel commanded, and she did just that. Omegas are the weakest and lowest rank of wolves. They are often used as servants.
“You are so weak, I doubt if you will be able to handle it.
Take it in”, Ezekiel commanded. She took his hard cock in his mouth, and he growled in pleasure. He pushed her head back and forth, enjoying the warmth of her mouth.
“More, you weakling, More”, Ezekiel yelled as she kept deep-throating him, and tears fell from her eyes. Ezekiel groaned as he released his cum in her mouth, and she licked and swallowed every bit of it.
“Now leave”, Ezekiel commanded. Omegas had no right to speak in front of the highest rank of the pack.
The invitations were sent out, and it was the talk of the town. Everyone wanted to know what the occasion was. The news spread quicker than wildfire.
Preparations were being made. The Alpha of the hunted mellow pack accepted the invitation, and everything was set for the day.
The day came, and the decorations were crafted beautifully, surrounding the room in opulence. Everything was sparkling, from the chandeliers that emitted a captivating essence to the flowers that had been perfectly placed from one corner to another.
The Alpha and the Luna Queen of the Hunted mellow pack, accompanied by their daughter, the heiress, and a few of their companions, arrived shortly after the celebration started. The heiress was an average-looking lady with long blonde hair, just as they went to welcome their very important guests.
Ezekiel noticed a captivating figure standing amid the crowd. Her lavender dress seemed to complement her body, her beautiful, long, unique hair, and her presence exuded perfection. She looked happy to be there; it was obvious that it was her first time.
“Matt, look at that beauty”, Ezekiel whispered to Matthew while pointing towards the beautiful girl’s direction.
Matthew was lost for words as she had been the most beautiful girl he had ever seen; something about her pulled him.
He cleared his thoughts and nudged Ezekiel, reminding him about what the night's arrangement was.
Ezekiel was forced to focus, but in the blink of an eye, he saw her dancing with another man and, on an impulse, he walked over to the ravishing young lady and asked: “Can I have this dance?”
The young lady agreed to my delight. Everyone stopped dancing as soon as they saw them,
They moved gracefully on the dance floor. He brought his lips close to her ears.
“What is your name?”Ezekiel asked.
“Rebecca, what is yours?” Rebecca asked him.
“Hm, Rebecca, what a perfect name for a perfect young lady, I'm Ezekiel .”
Her eyes widened at the revelation. She finally knew this was one of the Twin Alphas, and in their dancing position, she bowed her head in respect.
“That's okay,” Ezekiel said with a smile on his face.
“It is an honour dancing with Your Majesty” Rebecca bent her head and said
“And it is a pleasure dancing with you, Miss Rebecca”, Ezekiel replied. Rebecca smiled awkwardly and nodded.
“Do you know that man you were dancing with?” Ezekiel asked curiously.
“No, your Majesty,” Rebecca replied sharply.
He looked and checked her hair and saw he was mateless. He went on to compliment her, “You’re beautiful, Rebecca”, Ezekiel teased.
“All thanks to the moon goddess,” Rebecca said nervously.
As the music stopped, they both bowed, and Ezekiel left the dance floor and walked towards his brother, who had been standing with the Alpha of the Hunted Mellows and discussing their future alliance.
“This is why we're offering a mating contract to your daughter,” Matthew said.
“Oh, I understand, but it is really up to her, The Alpha of the Hunted Mellows disclosed.
They went over to her, and they both bowed in respect.
“We want to offer you a mating contract to be our mate and become the Luna Queen of this pack,” Matthew said.
“I always wanted a mate I will truly love,” the heiress said.
“I believe with time, Love can blossom”, Ezekiel chipped in.
“I will need time to decide now if you will excuse me,” The heiress said, and she left their side to go stand with her father.
With his side eyes, Matthew noticed the girl who had been dancing with his brother entering one of the mansion halls, and he sneakily followed her quickly.
Jeremy's POVThe report from the mansion reached me before dawn, delivered by a messenger too winded to soften any of it.The assault had failed to secure its target. Kael had escaped capture. And Fred—one of my more reliable Watchers for longer than I cared to count—had turned his blade on one of his own in full view of soldiers and Watchers both.I didn't feel the surprise the messenger clearly expected me to feel. I'd watched loyalty erode all around me for months now. Selene first. Now Fred. A garden untended long enough eventually stopped being a garden at all."Anything else," I asked."No, my lord.""Then leave me."I visited Elias before I did anything else, some old, worn habit of using his suffering to steady my own resolve. Tonight I let the corruption go further than I usually allowed myself—not out of strategy, but out of something rawer, something closer to fury than I liked to examine too closely. I watched it take his voice from him entirely, the words he'd always
Matthew's POVThe quiet reached me before anything else did.I noticed it the way I noticed most things now—not with my ears first, but with whatever had been sharpening in me since the bond with Rebecca finished settling. A wrongness under my skin before my mind caught up to naming it. The eastern watchtower, which should have called its hour a few minutes back, hadn't.I was moving before I finished deciding to.The second tower was already dark by the time I reached the wall—not extinguished violently, just gone quiet, the two men who should have been posted there nowhere in sight. No blood. No struggle marks. Just absence, precise and deliberate, the same wrongness we'd walked into on the ridge weeks ago, except this time I understood exactly what silence like this usually meant before something worse followed it."Sound the alarm," I told the nearest guard, low. "Quietly, if you can manage it. I don't want them knowing we've noticed yet."He didn't manage it quietly enough.
Rohan's POVI found her in the healer's room after most of the mansion had gone quiet for the night, restocking shelves that didn't need restocking, the way she did when her hands needed something to do and her mind wasn't cooperating."You're still up," I said."So are you." She didn't turn around right away. "Camille's settled, if that's what you're here about. Sleeping, finally. I gave her something mild.""That's not what I'm here about."That got her attention. She set down the jar in her hands, careful, deliberate, and turned to face me properly, something in her expression bracing for whatever came next."We've been doing this a long time," I said, "without ever actually saying what it is.""Rohan—""I'm not asking you to define it tonight if you're not ready. I just—" I ran a hand through my hair, feeling less composed than I usually let myself feel in front of anyone. "I watched you today. With Camille. The way you sat with her without needing to fix anything, just let h
Rebecca's POVThe gate guard found me in the training yard, breathless in the particular way that meant the news wouldn't keep. "There's a woman at the gate," he said. "Says she knows you. Says her name's Camille."My whole chest went tight around the name before I'd even processed hearing it.I arrived at the gate quicker than I intended to, quicker than dignity would have let me, and there she was, thinner than I had thought, with her short dark hair grown out into an untrimmed mass of tangles. She turned her head at the sound of my feet, and froze."Cam.""You're alive." Her voice cracked on it. "They said you might be here. I didn't let myself believe it until I saw you."I bridged the gap and drew her to me, and for a minute it was pure relief—the comfort of having a body that I had known all my life, tangible and real, finally in my reach. She held onto me so tightly that it hurt, but I didn’t pull away, knowing that whatever it meant for her, I instinctively knew
Jeremy's POV Information, properly used, was worth more than an army. I'd built my entire reign on that principle, and tonight it was paying dividends I hadn't expected quite this soon. The report came through three separate channels before I trusted it enough to act on—Kael, the man Garrick had once broken, was the reason Garrick now knew where to hunt the second marked girl. A man who'd already cracked once under pressure wasn't a wildcard. He was a door that had already been shown to open. I found that almost amusing. Almost. "You look pleased with yourself," Elias said, before I'd even stepped fully into the cell. He'd stopped bothering to hide his contempt weeks ago, which I permitted, mostly because breaking a man's spirit too completely made him useless for the small, specific pleasure of watching him fail to hide his hope. "I have reason to be." I let the silence stretch, watching him brace for it. "Your daughter's little band has a weak point. A man named Kael. Broken o
Jeremy's POV Men mistook control for something you seized once and kept forever. It wasn't. Control was a garden, not a fortress—something that needed tending daily, pruned the instant weeds threatened to take root, or the whole thing overgrew you while you weren't looking. Lately, I'd been looking away too often. The report on Selene had finally arrived, weeks late and worthless for it. Not missing, as I'd assumed. Not captured, not dead. Defected. Traveling south with the man who'd once occupied a mansion I'd wanted for myself, who I even thought was working for me last time I saw him, offering him her magic freely, the way she'd once offered it to me. I sat with that for longer than I wanted to admit. It wasn't the loss of her power that unsettled me—witches were replaceable, in the end, however unpleasant the process of replacing them. It was the precedent. Loyalty that walked away once could convince itself it was allowed to walk away twice, and I had built everything I cu
Rebecca’s POV“Rebecca, wake up, you can sleep through a storm.” My mother opened up the curtains and exposed my room to sunlight. She wouldn't understand that I spent the whole night thinking about the mating proposal I got from Tyler.Tyler wanted to mate with me? Why? He bullied me when we were
Rebecca’s POVIt was morning already. I could hear the chirping of the birds as they sang their melody. I just wanted to sleep today, and I can still remember the look on Tyler’s face.It is still as clear as day. I was relieved I finally got the words out, but that feeling was short-lived as a gen
Rebecca’s POV‘No, no, I see you stop!’ Another bad dream, I woke up drenched in sweat and with the urgent need to gulp a glass of water. This was the third time I had such a terrifying dream. It was the middle of the night, and everywhere was quiet. The only sound being made was the sound of a dis
Rebecca’s POVI couldn't stop staring at him. He was undoubtedly more handsome than the last time I saw him. His brown hair was wet, which gave off the fact that he had just taken a bath. His strong masculine scent was quite literally breathtaking. “Rebecca?” My thoughts halted, and I came right b







