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The storm was finally over and Ivorie, Regan and Estan had returned to the castle. The ground was still wet from the storm and the wind was ever so strong and cold. In short, everyone sane enough were locked up within the walls of their abode.Regan stood in front of the full length window in his chambers. His gaze roaming the foggy outdoors, his hand gripping a tankard of wine and his other hand dipped in his pocket. His mind was wandering.‘What in the name of the Moon Goddess did I do?’ he wondered to himself. That had been his mantra for a few hours now.Regan didn't know himself to be a man to be surprised or amazed about anything. Nothing impressed him, not even the death of someone. He could only feel pain if he really loved someone, but never shock.Except that one – he kissed Ivorie. Thinking about it alone was like a strange taste in his mouth.His plan was to avoid letting the mate-bond take over his original plan for her pack. But now he was compromising his own plan, he w

“I…I tried to control it, to harmonise…like you taught, bu…but it wouldn't work. I don't know…” Ivorie tried to narrate her experience to Estan, who was seated on a chair in her chambers. She was pacing around with her heart racing frantically against her ribcage.“You need to relax, Luna. We will find out what happened and solve it.” Estan said for the umpteenth time now, still trying to stop her from panicking.Ivorie raked her hand through her hair and sighed heavily. “What if it wants to emerge fully today? What if it happens during the Ball?” She asked, her voice heavy with fear.“Luna,” Estan stood up and faced her, “you need to relax.” He said slowly to make it sink in.Ivorie looked at him and nodded slowly. Estan nodded too and pointed to a chair. Ivorie sat down but her mind was still racing with so many thoughts.Estan poured her a cup of water and handed it to her.“What am I going to do?” She asked, not drinking her water.“We will find a way, just relax.” Estan said and

Regan held her waist dominantly as he mauled her lips. He used his tongue to part her lips so he could lead himself into her mouth. Their tongues fought each other within their mouths as they swapped saliva passionately. Regan, overwhelmed with love and lust slid his hands down her back until he cupped Ivorie's perky ass. She moaned into his mouth as her pussy clenched. She grinded her crotch against him and her moaning increased. Regan swept her off the ground and held onto her with her ass. Ivorie moaned into his mouth as her hands raked his hair with vigour. She felt herself falling backwards and she prayed she wasn't falling out of a dream. She fell instead on a soft platform. When she opened her eyes, she realised that it was a bed. She gazed at Regan in surprise. “How…” “Shhh…I might have sped all the way to the third floor because of this…” he said huskily and crushed his lips against hers. Ivorie giggled into his mouth as her hand went back to his head and back. The

Ivorie was finding it difficult to believe what she had just heard. “Wha…what are you talking about…” she asked in a heavy tone.Regan ran his hand through his hair and sighed in devastation.‘Do not hurt her.’ Boris warned but Regan angrily shut him behind.“Let's return to the castle…”“No, tell what you meant!” Ivorie demanded vehemently.“Okay.” Regan faced her with a grave expression. “I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want the mate-bond.” He declared.Ivorie felt pain tug at her heart. She didn't know why she was reacting to his words this way. She had grown to get used to his harsh words at her. Why was she feeling such immense pain now?“But why…?” She asked, tears brimming her eyelids.“I didn't because…” he sighed, “... because I was selfish. I had a plan to conquer your father's pack and it couldn't work if you were my mate.” He finally divulged.Ivorie's mouth was left agape in dismay. She couldn't believe the words she was hearing at that moment.“And I also did

Night was at its peak and the moon shone at its fullest. The streets of Cresthowl pack were deserted and void of life as everyone had retreated into their homes for the night. The Winter Ball was over, and they would soon return to their regular lives.A carriage rode in the silent night, the sound of its rolling wheels being the only sound at that hour.In the rider’s seat was Nick, yanking the reins of the horse as he rode the carriage.He was seemingly in a lightened mood as he whistled away his favourite tune.He rode through a narrow road for a while, before he finally made a turn to a bushy path.After riding for a while on that path, he was riding the carriage through tall trees and thick shrubs.The moon had been obstructed by the branches and leaves of trees but Nick didn't seem to care as he knew where he was heading to.Soon enough, there was a cottage a distance away that came to his view.He halted the horse about a few meters away from the cottage and jumped off the ride