My PrerogativeFuture Alpha Romero's POV ‘Did you see her tits, Romero? They felt so good against us. I wonder what they taste like. They must be heavenly.'Xan clicks his tongue several times, his eyes glowing like burning coal. I can't believe what that horny wolf has been up to all this time. From the looks of it, he was fixated on Lori's slowly blossoming curves. 'Don't act like I'm the only one. You were eyeing her yourself. You pressed her much too close to you. Everyone was astonished by your attitude. But of course, you pretended nothing was wrong,' he taunts on. 'But you're not fooling me, I noticed the tent in your pants,' he smirks. My God, he's not making it easy for me.All night long I have been keeping the men away from Loriann by keeping my arm over her shoulders. No one is allowed to dance with my little sister, that's my prerogative alone. 'Sister, my foot,' Xan bursts out in my head. 'I like her raw, I

Loriann's POV I know it's our wolves that bring us together.Era has been giving me a hard time for the past few hours. Wherever Romero touched me, it seemed to scorch, to make my body burn with desire. But I couldn't get away from him, Era wouldn't let me. And so my desire grew by the minute until he took me to the balcony. It was exactly the opportunity my wolf had been looking forward to.She immediately embraced Xan and I could see in Romero's eyes that he too was losing the fight against his wolf. The kiss that followed bound us together; there was no turning back. His lips on my body were more than I could bear, between my legs there was now a pool of desire.So, here we are in his apartment, me lying half-dressed on his bed. My eyes devour his body as he undresses. And when he takes off his boxers and his hard member pops out, I am startled.It's bigger than I'd seen in the online porn video. For a moment I panicked, afraid I won't be able to handl

Alpha Alvarez's POV "My son!" whispers my father, the great Alpha Tristan of the Blue Blood pack.For the first time I have seen him so emotional, my father has always been strict, ruling the pack with an iron hand. Although towards his sons, he always made time to educate them and do fun things with them. All in all, I have fond memories of the man I always looked up to.Until he announced he would hand over the pack to my big brother, Hedrick. Everyone knows that my brother has no leadership qualities and prefers to immerse himself in art. He is a great painter, some of his work even decorates the King's palace in Canada.My brother lives with his head in the clouds, always absent-mindedly thinking up new abstractions. He is a good man, which is why I decided to challenge my father for the position rather than him after he was installed. Hedrick would be no match for me, I would surely kill him in a fight. But my father is different. His mate, my mother, is a

Still Alpha Alvarez's POV I stare at Elissa! No, this can't happen to me, not now that I've found my fated mate.Meg will never agree to this, she will surely reject me. My breathing quickened at the thought of losing her. My eyes go down to where I see a little guy hiding behind Elissa's long legs. He squeaks at me from his hiding place. I crouch down and study his features. Yes, he has many of mine, his eyes, his nose and even his brown-blonde hair are like mine. "Hello, I am Alvarez, your father. Your mother told me your name was Jonston. Can I pick you up?" The little man bobs his head several times. I took him in my arms and he wrapped his arms around my neck. The bond between us is instant, I think every father experiences this wonderful feeling of holding his firstborn son. I stroke his hair as I smile at him."I'll come and get you later. Let me take care of some business and then I'll come for you, okay?" He nods again and I

Again Alpha Alvarez's POV When I entered my father's study, my mother and Elissa were already there. They are both sitting on a guest chair, far apart. My mother beckons me to pull up chairs next to her for me and Zalev. "Alvarez, Elissa just told me that you wanted her out of your apartment last night. You understand that any tension between you is not good for Jonston," my father says, almost punitively. "I suggest you maintain a normal relationship with the mother of your child." Anger begins to bubble up inside me, if every time Elissa runs to my father complaining about issues, I can already imagine what kind of hell my life will become. "Father, with all due respect. I don't want Elissa in my bed. Jonston is my son, he can sleep in my room as often as he likes, but not Elissa. I will ask a maid to prepare another apartment for her," I state. "Besides, I want my life to be my own. I have a mate coming here soon. I don't want Elissa to interf