NADIA. After one round of mind-blowing sex, we decided it was time to head back to the pack house and continued our tryst in our bedroom. Because as soon as Riley spent himself on me and poured his seeds into my womb, we caught the scent of the wolves approaching and rolled over behind the bushes and hid. I was pretty sure they might have smelled sex in the air and sensed our presence when they passed by. And I couldn’t help but giggle as I got more aroused. The thought of almost being caught was exhilarating. As soon as the pack passed by, we shifted into our wolves and took a different route back home. We went in by the back door, and as soon as we were in the corridor leading to the stairs, Riley lifted me up off the floor. His hands cupped my ass and coiled my legs around his naked waist before crashing our lips and bodies together. We were kissing and biting, our hands busy tugging hair and skimming over each other's naked bodies as he made our way up to the fourth floor.

NADIA.My heart was clenching as I watched Riley in combat with one of his Elite warriors in a makeshift arena at the training grounds.I have always seen him during training and when he did boxing on his own at the gym. If he was looking sexy during those times, they were nothing compared to how my mate looked right now. He looked like a god with his sweat glistening over his naked torso. His face was showing his animalistic side, and I wouldn't deny that the sight of his fierce side was making my core throb. He was really hot and I couldn't believe he was mine.I flinched and almost let out a gasp when he was hit on the jaw by his opponent, but it didn't make him falter or even lose his stance. Instead, he countered the attack and in just a second, the warrior who was also showing mastery of the skill was already on the ground. 'I can feel your emotions here, my love. Don't be terrified, I'm okay.' He reached me through our mindlink, and I could see him winking at me from a distan

NADIA. It was already past midnight and Riley hadn't returned to our room. I badly wanted to see and talk with him. I had no idea what happened, and I was hoping he had calmed down by now. I kept thinking about where I messed up or what I did wrong. Maybe he was tired of me already. Did he meet someone new? I thought the mate bond was strong enough for someone to overcome temptation? Or maybe I was just not good enough. He has never abandoned me at night except for that one time I told him he couldn't sleep beside me. All the time, he would be here by eight or nine in the evening. And I also kept looking out at the forest ground, checking if Hunter went out for a run, but I didn't see him. He must just be somewhere around the pack house or in his office. I waited for a few more minutes, and when I couldn't take his absence anymore, I put on my robe and headed downstairs. The pack house was already quiet, and the front door was locked. Only the dimmed lights were on, and the lig

RILEY. It’s been five days since she left, and I still have no fucking clue where she was. If there’s anything, Benedict Solange seemed to have nothing to do with her disappearance. He just went about his daily business and was never seen doing anything suspicious. But I wondered if he was the one who sent me the envelope. Or if it was Nadia’s uncle. Darvin told me that he was released from prison and was banished from the pack. And he has no idea where he was. I have sent trackers for him as well. But up to now, there has been no news. Like Nadia, it was like they had just disappeared from the thin air. I was trying to get by and hold on to the only thing that was keeping me sane - Nadia’s scent. I was trying to keep her scent in our bedroom, and haven’t let anyone in, even to clean up. But it was still meticulously tidy. I didn’t want to trample the last place she was in and kept everything in place except for her clothes, which were my steady companion wherever I would lie d

NADIA. It has been more than a month since I left the Silver Moon Pack. And although there was never a day that I didn’t long for my mate, I think I was doing okay. Riley’s scent on his clothes that I took with me has already faded. Nothing was left of him, and it was painful. I could vividly remember my heat two weeks ago when I tried to scent his clothes to get me through the pain and so that I could have my release, but it was no longer there. I spent the whole night crying and trashing my rented space. I was so close to packing up my things and running back to him until my body just gave up and I passed out. I was having a harder time moving on now than the first time we got separated. Maybe because by now, I already knew how it felt to be his. And no matter how many times I kept telling myself that it was him that drove me to this misery, I still couldn’t find it in my heart to hate him. If there was only one consolation from all of this, it was that Riley had never been inti