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Alexandra’s POV "Are you my wolf?" I asked, my heart racing with excitement. "I am Eilyul. But we are not exactly a wolf," replied a melodic voice. My head was spinning. I had just shifted and was standing on my paws—which looked very much like a white wolf’s. How could I not be a wolf? "You forgot—I can hear your thoughts since we are one. Let’s run to the pond nearby, and I’ll explain everything." I bolted forward, exhilarated by the wind caressing my fur, the warmth of the soil, and the cool tickle of wet grass under my feet. When I reached the pond, I looked down at my reflection. A stunning white she-wolf with large blue eyes gazed back at me. "You are beautiful, Eilyul," I whispered in awe. "And we are a wolf." "We are a shifter," she corrected softly. "What’s the difference?" I asked, puzzled, cocking my head. "Imagine you are an eagle—your wings, your view from the sky," she urged. It sounded silly, but I obeyed. A sharp pain shot through me as my bones cr

Laura's POV I tied the robe around my naked body. Nick lay naked on the bed. Even my so-called dad was against me moving into Nick’s pack before the marriage; with my so-called mother’s support, I moved in with him anyway. I poured a glass of whiskey and handed it to Nick. “For you, my love,” I mumbled, trying to play a loving fiance, then poured a glass for myself. “Two days, and we’ll be married,” I smiled, sinking into the cosy armchair. “And in a few weeks, my brothers will be dead.” “Why do you hate them so much?” Nick asked slowly, sipping his drink. “I don’t hate Xavier,” I replied casually. “He’s just in the way of the throne. Sebastian is another matter — he offended me. Terribly. Unforgettably. Unforgivably. I want him and his bitch to pay for it.” Nick nodded. He didn’t really care for details as long as he got what he wanted: power. My obsession with Sebastian wasn’t simple hate — i

Sebastian’s POV I stretched when I woke up and turned to Alexandra. My kitten was already awake, emerald eyes burning into me with that look that always made my chest ache and my cock harden. She was smiling faintly, but the love in her gaze was laced with hunger. “Good morning,” I muttered, cupping her cheek and kissing her softly. “Sorry, yesterday I fell asleep before you came.” “It’s quite alright,” she said, returning my kiss more hungrily, sliding her tongue in and fighting for dominance. Without breaking the kiss she climbed on top of me, straddling me, rolling her hips over mine. My body reacted instantly—I was already pressing against her heat, separated only by the thin fabric of our pajamas. Her arousal filled the air, and she moaned softly. Goddess, more than anything, I just wanted to flip her onto her back and thrust inside her until she would be screaming my name undone. My cock throbbed with

Sebastian’s POVI was getting nervous because Alexandra was taking way too long this morning to get ready for Laura’s wedding. I paced the room twice, checked the time, and almost snapped at Julian for texting me again to hurry up. But the second she stepped out of the bedroom… everything else just faded like it didn’t matter.Her ginger hair, usually loose and wild, was pulled back smooth, tight enough to show off the delicate curve of her neck and those sharp cheekbones that always made me weak. And then her eyes—emerald, darker than usual, lined in a way that made them glow like flames. It hit me like a punch. They looked so damn dangerous, like they could slice me open and leave me bleeding out if she wanted. A little gloss on her lips caught the light, and all I could think about was pressing her against the wall and kissing it off until she forgot where we were supposed to go.And then that dress… damn me. Roya

Alexandra’s POV The second my lips met his, Sebastian groaned deep in his chest and kissed me back, hard and hungry, like he’d been holding back all night. His hands gripped my waist, warm palms sliding over the lace, pulling me against him until there was no space left between us. My whole body trembled under his touch—not from fear, but from the primal rush of wanting him. Before I could think, he scooped me into his arms. My legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, holding onto him as his mouth devoured mine, each step toward the bed heavy with urgency. By the time my back touched the bed mattress, I was gasping, his weight pressing me down, his heat surrounding me completely. He hovered over me, his warm brown eyes searching mine softer now. “Alex… I want you.” My heart hammered, my cheeks burning from desire mixed with embarrassment. He knew—somehow he just knew. “I want you too,” I whispered, breathless but certain. “I need you inside me.” Something shifted in him t