ANDREA. I felt soft and warm lips trailing the skin of my neck down to the valley of my breast, and from the sparks and tingles that were exploding everywhere in my body and centering on my core, I knew they were Caspian’s lips. A soft moan escaped my throat as my hands flew to his hair, grasping them tightly and pressing his mouth deeper into my skin. Heat rose from my stomach as his lips peppered my lower body down to my navel with kisses, while his hands parted my legs, opening them wider as he positioned his body in between them. "Caspian…" My voice was throaty and dry. I arched my hips, I couldn’t wait for his lips to find my wet pussy. It has been too long since the last time he took me, and the anticipation of what he could give me was enough to make me wet, too wet. "Patience, baby…" He mumbled against my skin. "No…" I whimpered my response, pushing his head to my core. "I waited so long… Eat me, Alpha…" "Aaahh…

TWELVE YEARS AFTER. CASPIAN. "Mommy! Mommy! Zach is annoying me again! Tell him to stop following me!" Amber’s voice erupted into the air as she ran forward to where I was. Sitting contentedly on my lap was my mate, my Luna. My arms around Andrea’s waist tightened as I pulled her backward. Her back collided with mine as I stopped her from rising. "Don’t mind her, she’s been complaining all day about him, and yet she kept appearing in front of him to get his attention." Andrea chuckled, and I think she was doing that eye roll too as she rested her back on my chest. We’ve been sitting under the tree in front of the pack house while watching the ground swarm with pups. Today was Cyrus and Amber’s tenth birthday. Our twins. Cyrus was our firstborn, and although I was happy to have an Alpha heir for our firstborn, I couldn’t stop the pang of sadness that crossed my heart when the doctor declared that we had a boy. I loved my son, but I also wanted a girl. I remembered Andrea sq

THREE YEARS AGO. Paul - 18 years oldAlba - 19 years old PAUL. I was fucking hungry. I almost forgot I hadn’t eaten the whole day if my stomach didn’t growl and catch my attention.  A day was not enough for all the things I needed to do. Three days ago, my pack, the Blue Meadows Pack was attacked by rogues who were aiming to take over the pack so they could get their hands on the mining quarry that was situated in the middle of our territory. We were able to stop them. We won, but we lost too many. Including our pack Alpha, Alpha Gustav, and his Beta. His Gamma is currently in the hospital fighting for his life. And, with all of the highest-ranking wolves gone, I was thrown into the post, along with the young Alpha Caspian and Carlos, out of necessity. I am the new Beta of the Blue Meadows Pack, and the title comes with a responsibility that I was still trying t

So I guess this is it. Game on. I stepped out of Riley’s car, ready to spring into action when my body went rigid when his scent hit me. My mate's scent. It was stronger than the first time I smelt him. He smelled of cedarwood and mint. It was intoxicating, and despite the smell of blood mixed with the disgusting smell of rogues, I found myself getting aroused. My eyes scanned the area while keeping my guards up, and then I found him. In his wolf form. No wonder his scent was too strong. He didn't notice me, but I didn't mind as I watched him in awe. Time stood still and I forgot I was in the middle of the battlefield.  The dark-grey wolf I was watching was skillfully maneuvering his body to counter the rogue attack. He was moving flawlessly, and I couldn't stop my heart from palpitating. He was... he was too perfect. Or at least his wolf was. I snapped back from my trance the moment

"Paul… He’s an Alpha." "And you’re my mate. I will die trying." She raised her gaze at me and her eyes started to water. "You left me. And I tried looking for you, but I didn't find you. So I moved on." "Will you let me explain why? It might be a shitty reason, but hear me out first." "I love him, Paul. And what I feel for you right now, might just be the pull of the mate bond. So I don’t know…" "Four months. I have four months. Give me a chance. And if by then you still want him, I will let you go." She was biting her bottom lip so hard.  "Alba…" She nodded her head and offered me a forced smile. "Okay. But I don’t want you to expect anything…" I smiled at her, my hand raised to cup her cheek, letting my thumb brush her soft skin as sparks traveled everywhere in my body. "No. Finding you tonight was something beyond my expectations. I’m not going to expect anything, but I will not let you go without a figh