All Chapters of Alpha Logan's Mistress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

REINA The roses bloomed early that year.Their scent lingered in the garden long after the sun had set, sweet and warm like everything I thought my life would be. I was thirteen, twirling barefoot through the flowers, my white dress fluttering behind me, the grass tickling my ankles as I ran toward my mother’s voice.“Reina,” she called from the balcony, her smile glowing beneath the gold trim of her royal robe. “Don’t stay out too long, baby. You’ll catch a cold before the Moon Festival.”“I’m not cold,” I giggled, plucking a rose and pretending it was my crown. “And I love the small of roses.”She laughed. “You’re too beautiful to be out there with dirt on your feet. Come inside, your father wants to speak with you.”I obeyed, heart still fluttering from the wind, the flowers, and the silly fantasy that had just bloomed in my head.Inside the throne room, the fire crackled, and my father, Alpha Gregor Vale, stood beside the map of the West pack, eyes stern but full of pride.“She’s

LOGANThe day had been long, and yet not a single moment felt satisfying. From the instant those men were brought before me, I had known none of them were worthy. There was nothing in their postures that spoke of strength, no fire in their eyes, no grit in their voices. Just trembling mouths offering false bravado and broken promises. And I, being a man who had little patience for mediocrity, decided then that five of them were a waste of breath. They dropped at my feet, their blood seeping into the gravel, still warm as the stench of cowardice clung to their lifeless forms.The rest, the six who remained, had pleaded for one chance to be trained, to be shaped into warriors. I granted it not because I believed them, but because I was curious to see if anything worthwhile could be salvaged from the wreckage of their fear.As I left the courtyard, my thoughts strayed once again to Seraphina. The name alone made a fierce anger to settle in my chest, one that never seemed to lift, no ma

REINAThe kiss was everything I had ever dreamed of and far beyond the fragile boundaries of my imagination. It was slow, deliberate, and utterly consuming, a fire that ignited in the quiet spaces between us and burned through every rational thought. His lips pressed against mine with a hunger that felt both reverent and reckless, as if he was savoring a forbidden fruit that he waited lifetimes to taste.The way his tongue traced the seam of my lips, teasing and coaxing them apart, sent a tremor through my core. My breath hitched, caught in the electric pull of his touch. Then he caught my lower lip between his teeth, biting down with a gentle, deliberate pressure, and a soft gasp slipped from me, breaking the last of my restraint. I didn't know when I parted for him, yielding to the unspoken demand in his touch, granting him the access he wanted.His tongue brushed against mine, warm and velvet-smooth, moving with a confidence that bordered on arrogance. It was unrelenting, a danc

LOGANThe moment I arrived at her door, I could hear the frantic pounding of her heart from within the room. It was fast, anxious, and uneasy. I stood still, allowing my senses to stretch through the thick wooden barrier. Her voice trembled as she spoke, asking Lucy to leave. That alone confirmed what I had already begun to suspect: Lucy was troubling her.But nothing prepared me for what came next.As I stepped inside, the scent that hit me was sharp and unmistakable. A different scent that possibly belonged to Lucy, thick on Reina’s skin like it had clung to her. It wasn’t just that she had been close; it was as if Lucy had handled her, touched her… invaded her space. The beast inside me howled for blood, clawing at my insides, and I didn’t hesitate to wrap my fingers around Lucy’s throat, lifting her from the ground like she weighed nothing. My rage was instantaneous, primal.I didn’t care that Reina was right there. I didn’t care that my actions might terrify her. At that momen

REINAI laid in the bed, wondering what had just happened. My face burned with heat, still flushed from Logan's touch. Even in his absence, the air felt heavy with him, as though his presence clung to the very walls. I hated the warmth still swirling in my chest, the shameful thrill that tingled through my limbs while he kissed me, touched me.Oh, Reina, why didn’t you stop him? You could’ve pushed him off, slapped him, anything. So what if he got mad? So what if he killed you? Isn’t that what you’ve longed for to be done with all of this?Yet here I was, paralyzed beneath the blanket he’d tossed over me, limbs curled tightly under the heat of the fire and the echo of his body against mine. My thoughts twisted and tangled with confusion. The way he stopped so suddenly, the urgency in his tone, the way his whole body stiffened like he had sensed something, or maybe someone.I released a long, aching sigh as I watched the fire continue to crackle in the hearth, its golden fingers dancin