Mag-log inJace Steadman. My best friend’s father. Older. Controlled. Quiet in a way that makes my pulse stutter. A man who never looks twice at anyone… Except this time, he looked at me. One glance at my ruined makeup and shaking breath, and suddenly he felt too close. Too warm. Too dangerous. His voice was gentle when everyone else had been cruel. And when he sat beside me beneath the glow of the fire, I felt something I hadn’t felt in years: Wanted. Not sweetly. Not politely. But with a quiet, restrained hunger that made my heart slam against my ribs. To distract me from the pain—and to stop himself from touching me—we made a game of it: Twelve days. Twelve dares. No rules… except the ones we couldn’t stop breaking. A whispered challenge in the dark became a dare. A dare became a touch that lingered too long. A touch became a pull neither of us knew how to resist. He shouldn’t crave me. I shouldn’t crave him back. But the more we tried to stay respectable, the more our restraint fell apart. The lodge turned into a minefield of temptation—Christmas lights, stolen glances, near-kisses that burned hotter than the fire. Jace wasn’t just a man I wanted. He became the man I couldn’t stop fighting—and falling—for. If anyone finds out, my life falls apart. His reputation shatters. Everything explodes. But desire doesn’t care about consequences. And this Christmas, I’m done being careful. Done being quiet. Done pretending I don’t want the man who looks at me like I’m the first real taste of life he’s had in years. Twelve days. Twelve dares. One forbidden man I can’t walk away from… even if he ruins me.
view moreTHE WEREWOLF KINGDOM: THE ROYAL PACK
Queen Areli sat in the office with her arms rested on the desk, staring at the king, her mate. Silence filled the room, just eyes locked with each other, promises being made with one smirking as the other fought a giggle.
The opening of a door pulled them from their staring game. Queen Areli, queen to the werewolf kingdom and goddess of darkness, beamed so brightly from the win against her mate in their stare game.
The scent of Royal Beta Brum hit them hard, having been waiting for him for an hour. His hair was unkept, smelling of the woods where he always disappeared to. His face was blank as always, death haunting him, like a ghost wondering around with no direction at all. You did not have to look far to see that he had drowned long ago. The moody and proud beta was gone, leaving behind a shell with no one knowing what had happened or how to get him back. The room filled with tension just as fast, it seeping in every corner and suffocating like every space the beta occupied.
The chair by Queen Areli, also known as Raven, was pulled back. Beta Brum sat back, waiting to hear why he had been called there. Not wanting to stay there longer than they needed, the king and queen jumped onto the pressing matter.
“The vampire king and queen made an alliance with the dragons twenty-three months ago.” King Conri said, him moving the report to beta Brum who was less interested, not taking it up but just staring down at it.
“We still don’t have an alliance with the vampires, if they retaliate on us, we are in for another long fight.” Queen Areli said out, her eyes on her mate, just waiting for this to be over so she could lock him in their room and turn his world upside down one more time.
“We should make an alliance with the vampires, reach out to them. We should also reach out to the dragons but we still won’t have a strong alliance with the dragons. Apparently, the vampire king has dragon blood and is related to the dragon royals. We can never compete with blood, the dragon princess was just there when the Vampire crown prince was born and the vampires also have their own dragons now which their queen gave birth to.” Conri said out. He was frustrated because he still had no heir, not that he needed one since he was immortal, but he wanted children.
“It’s scary how you know all that my love.” Queen Areli pointed out, the room getting hotter for her with her mate getting irresistible with each passing second.
“While the vampires were rebuilding, I was making connections and securing spies in there. They are building a whole industrial city in their land and I won’t lie, I am kind of impressed.” Conri nodded his head, hating it but he was impressed. His relationship with the vampires would never be mended. There were just some things that could not be forgotten nor forgiven. The way the vampires made him feel, he hated them for that. He hated them for how they slaughtered his people. He would never forgive, not in this lifetime.
“Well, we don’t really need the alliance but it won’t kill us to try, plus, the dragons will always be on the vampire’s side because blood is thicker than any alliance,” Queen Areli said, her hands waving in the air. The chair beside hers suddenly scraped the floor, snapping the couple’s attention to the tall royal beta who had been so quiet through the discussion.
“I will go to the dragon kingdom.” Beta Brum suddenly said, the first words he spoke to them for weeks. Their jaws were on the floor, so many shocking factors there.
“And?” Conri asked after snapping out of it. His heart was drumming hard because as hard as he tried to hide it, seeing his cousin like that killed him. There was nothing he did not try to help his cousin but he had begun accepting that the Brum he raised and ruled with for so many years was gone.
“Mate with their princess.” The Royal Beta finished off with the couple’s jaws dropping even lower than they had thought possible.
Their brains were fried, mouth opening and closing all at once. All they could do was watch Beta Brum stride to the door which he opened and closed after him with such force it snapped those left in the room from shock.
Dolly’s POV**There’s regular tension — the kind you shake off.And then there’s the kind that sticks to your skin.The kind wrapped in warm cologne, quiet authority, and a man who can turn an entire hallway electric just by looking at you.Guess which one I’m dealing with.By morning, the lodge feels… off. Or maybe I’m the one who’s off. I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Jace in the hallway — the wall behind me, his breath on my cheek, the way he’d said don’t sit on another man’s lap like it was a threat or a confession or both.Which means, of course, Bianca clings to me all through brunch like a territorial flamingo. After seeing us in that compromising position, I expected nothing but he'll.She watches me. Like she’s waiting for me to slip up. Like she already knows something and just needs proof, funny enough we handed it to her on a platter of gold.Great. Perfect. Amazing. Exactly the vibe I prayed for today.Meanwhile?Cassian lounges at the oth
Dolly’s POVAvoiding a grown man should not require Olympic-level sprinting. Especially after a hot, confusing movie night.The day already felt heavy because I woke up sweating, but not from nightmares just from my memories of Jace.His voice at my ear.His hand on my waist.The weight of his chest behind my back.Stop thinking about him, Dolly.Except I couldn’t.Which was exactly why I was hiding behind shrubbery like a criminal.Too bad Lena never missed anything.“There you are,” she said, bursting into my room without knocking — because privacy meant nothing to her. “Why are you acting like you saw a ghost? A rich, annoyingly attractive ghost who reads books and has perfect hair?”I was brushing my teeth and nearly choked on the foam.“Lena,” I said after spitting, “why would you describe your own father like that?”She shrugged. “I’m not blind. The man is hot. Very emotionally unavailable, but hot.”“Can we not…”“But you,” she continued, pointing at me like a lawyer about to p
Dolly’s POVIf heartbreak had a cure, Lena was convinced it came in three forms:Hot chocolate so sweet it could induce a coma.Christmas movies so stupid they rewrote your brain chemistry.Avoiding all adult responsibilities until January.Which was how I ended up being dragged downstairs the next evening, half-asleep, half-resisting, fully doomed.“Come on, wounded penguin,” Lena said, tugging me by the wrist. “Movie night waits for no emotional wreck.”“I’m not a penguin.”“You waddled out of your room earlier. Case closed.”I groaned but followed. I needed the stupidity. I needed anything that didn’t involve crying in front of fireplaces or…reacting to Lena’s father like a hormonal camp counselor.The lounge was dim and warm, fairy lights dripping along the walls, the giant TV already queued up with a movie Lena insisted was “iconic.” (It had a 2.1 rating. I checked.)And then I saw him.Jace Steadman.Sitting on the large sofa with a book in hand.Glasses on.Sweater sleeves pus
Dolly’s POVBy the time sunlight crept through the curtains, I’d finally stopped replaying the breakup in my head. Or I thought I had—until my bedroom door flew open like someone was trying to perform an exorcism.Lena burst inside wearing Christmas pajamas and chaotic energy.“Rise and shine, emotionally betrayed rodent!” she announced, hands on hips.I groaned and dragged a pillow over my face. “Why are you like this?”She yanked the pillow away. “Because I love you. And also because you ran to my house in the middle of a snowstorm after catching your boyfriend doing gymnastics with his best friend. That gives me full feral-friend rights.”I covered my face with my hands. “Please don’t…”“Too late.” She plopped onto the mattress beside me. “I’ve already prepared a revenge catalog.”I blinked. “A what?”“A menu of options,” she said proudly. “Option one: we order a life-sized bouquet of onions and send it anonymously to the happy couple.”I choked on a laugh. “Lena…”“Option two,” sh
Dolly’s POVWhat’s the worst Christmas gift a girl can get?A cheating boyfriend?Or the realization that he never even liked girls at all?Honestly, it’s a tie.It happened some days before Christmas—ironically, the one week I’d actually allowed myself to feel hopeful. I’d worked a double shift, b






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