Raya’s POV A sweet voice responded, "Come in." Cruz opened the door to reveal an elegant woman. Her long, thick, black hair was braided at her side, with a few gray strands peppered throughout. Her face lit up as she looked at Cruz, clear love shining in her eyes. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, longing for the same close family connection. "Mi vida, what brings you to see me at such a busy time?" her gentle, soothing voice inquired. "Hola Ma, I hope I'm not disturbing you.""Never, mijo," she shook her head. "What can I help you with?""This is Raya," he said, placing his hands on my shoulders and nudging me forward. Her dark eyes met mine, and her lips curved into a smile. "Your mate?" she asked, sounding hopeful. "No, Ma, she's the human I was telling you about. Amaya's friend.""Ay, si. Why did you want me to meet her?" Her smile faltered slightly at his response, but remained present. "Can you sense anything different when she's around? I have a feeli

Raya's POV Garret had offered me something I knew he shouldn't, yet it only added to my arousal. Thankfully, my rational mind was still functioning despite this insatiable side of me. I had denied him, but the thought lingered in my mind, wondering what it would feel like to have someone's tongue against my sensitive area. Still feeling overwhelmed by desire, Garret drew me a bath and left a box full of toys he had used on previous partners. He assured me they were all clean before leaving me to my own devices. His collection wasn't bad at all, containing some toys that I even owned myself. I selected a couple of my favorites that could be used in the tub. I played with myself for a while, but for some reason, the toys just didn't feel like enough today. Each time, my orgasm wouldn't come. I would get close, but then it would slip away. It made no sense to me, as I had taken care of myself countless times before. My mind kept wandering to Dane, remembering the feel

Raya's POV Cruz's lips met mine in a fury, and the more I tried to fight it, the stronger the feeling of power got, until it extinguished the anger in me. I couldn't breathe, feeling overwhelmed by the power that was coursing through me. When Cruz pulled away from me, his dark eyes locked with mine, and I saw the same surprise mirrored in his expression. We had both felt that power, but as intoxicating as it was, I didn’t want this with Cruz. “No! This is not how you prove your point, Cruz!” I exclaimed, my voice filled with frustration and defiance. “You can’t just kiss me and expect me to forget everything, to forget everything, to accept this fate you’ve decided for me.”Cruz’s grip on the desk tightened, his jaw clenched. “I am doing what is best for you, Raya, but I see now that you need some time to come to terms with it.” I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging within me. “It’s not just time that I need! I won’t be forced into a life I didn

Raya's POV The pack house buzzed with activity, teeming with new faces that had flooded the entire pack lands. Tents were set up outside, lanterns hung, and fire pits were prepared for tonight's festivities. It was all hands on deck, all hands but mine. I was to stay by Cruz's side while the others worked.Amaya was off making her own preparations for the night. She had mentioned that during the festival she could harness the moon's power to perform divinations. So, currently she's gathering her stones and setting up her area. She asked me to pry myself away from Cruz and get a reading at some point. "Tonight's the best night for it, Raya," she'd told me before she left my side. Garret, on the other hand, was ordered to check on security. I was surprised to learn that he was in charge of keeping the other wolves of the pack disciplined. It was hard to imagine him in such a serious role, especially when he himself is so playful. However, according to Amaya, Garret excelled at keeping

Raya's POV "I've missed being able to hug you without it causing pain," Garret expressed as he held me tightly, his head resting atop mine. "Seems like I wasn't the only one." "You're lucky I'm in such a good mood right now, or I would have given you a smack," I retorted. He chuckled at my response before continuing, "Trust me, I can tell you're more than just happy. You're turned the fuck on." A blush spread across my face at his comment, and I couldn't help but slap his chest, frustrated that he could sense my emotions so easily. "Am not," I lied, only to have him chuckle and lean down to whisper in my ear. "Then why are your nipples so hard?" I felt a mix of embarrassment and arousal flood through me. "Shut up, no they're not," I protested, attempting to shield them with my arms. However, Garret held me firmly against him, refusing to let me hide. "They totally are, but I'll make sure they're concealed until they're back to normal. Can't have these wolves ogling you like th