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Aria........ My eyes fluttered open and my body throbbed, I groaned and opened my eyes and then I remembered all of a sudden I was in the Alpha king's lodgings. The Alpha King’s roon was nothing like I imagined. They weren’t gaudy or dripping in gold like the stories whispered among the pack. Instead, the space was vast with stone walls covered in tapestries, heavy oak furniture polished until it gleamed, and a fire roaring in the hearth though the night wasn’t particularly cold. I felt better and more relaxed and for the first time since my heat had ambushed me in the forest, I felt the heavy fog in my head lift. His presence filled every corner of the room, pressing down on me like a tangible force, It should have frightened me but instead, I found myself breathing easier. He turned, as though sensing my eyes on him, and I froze when his golden gaze locked onto mine. His wolf was right there, prowling just beneath his skin, and yet his movements were deliberate and controlled a

Mature content******* Aria......... The moment I felt his hands on me, steady and commanding, my body arched instinctively and my heat flared with cruel intensity, each nerve sending little sparks of shock through my body. My wolf was wailing inside like a storm unchained. I whimpered desperately and he held me firmly, his golden eyes locking onto mine and he nodded like a silent promise that I was safe and he would take care of this. “You don’t have to be afraid,” he murmured, his voice low and deep, vibrating against my ear. “I’m here and I’ll ease it.” I gave in to him and he took off my robe carefully exposing my very sensitive breasts, my nipples were hard, I could see the way his eyes followed their every moment "Aria" he moaned my name, deep and velvety I moaned loudly when he brought his lips down on one of them and sucked, his hand found the innermost and the neediest part of me, he teased my clit, I moaned loudly opening up for him He trailed kisses down to my c

Aria...... The scent of blood still hung in the air, even though the battlefield had been cleared, and the rogues’ bodies had been burned to ash beneath the watchful eyes of the pack. I could still feel the chaos clawing at my skin. The howls of the rogues and all the blood. The sound of Damien's ragged breathing as he was dragged off, half-dead. All of it pulsed through my memory like a drumbeat i couldn’t silence, I cried and tried to follow the healers who took Damien, but I was pushed away by a teary faced Serena. So I was here sulking and waiting for the news, for the first time ever, the whole pack was silent, Alpha Kaelen had not left my side, his presence was a constant, grounding force, the weight of his hand lingering at my back as though he could feel every tremor in my bones. His golden eyes flicked across the courtyard, tracking every shadow and every movement. “Drink this” he ordered, pressing a cup of water into my trembling hands. His tone left no room for any

Aria’s POV The rogues had been driven back at least for now but peace hadn’t returned to the pack, the air buzzed with unrest, with fear, with questions whispered and never answered. I sat near the long hall, clutching my cloak tighter, watching as healers tended to the injured. My parents were safe and Elias kept pacing like a guard dog, refusing to sit still. But Kaelen… stood tall in the middle of the clearing, flanked by Lyra, Kael, and Varric. He looked like he hadn’t taken a single blow, though I’d seen the blood on his claws and teeth. His golden eyes burned with resolve, a living flame that scared me sometimes. And directly across from him, bleeding but upright, was Alpha Damien. His chest was bound where the rogue had torn into him, his Beta(my dad) standing protectively by his side both of them looked exhausted, furious and unwilling to bow. Damien was better now, I felt a little bit happy but Selene didn’t share the same sentiment. “This was a trap,” Kaelen said, his

Aria’s POV The air in Kaelen’s kingdom felt different like it was cleaner and sharper. Every inhale burned faintly with pine and iron, a reminder that this was no longer Damien’s worn lands but a place carved in strength and discipline. His fortress loomed high above us, a citadel of stone and black steel, guarded by warriors whose golden insignias shimmered under the sun. Wolves moved in patrols with military precision, every step they took was in rhythm. And into this new world, we were delivered, Damien’s people were tired and wounded, clutching their children, their pride heavy on their shoulders like chains. Kaelen wasted no time, by midday, he summoned both his warriors and the wolves who had followed us from Damien’s pack into the great square. The open court stretched wide, the banners fluttering in the wind, the golden wolf crest of Kaelen’s line casting shadows across the stone. His presence towered over all of us, golden eyes blazing with authority “You are no l