All Chapters of Full Moon Sin: Werewolf Mating: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Mated on Ice - Part 1The roar of the crowd vibrated through the ice as Jax slammed into the boards. His shoulder took the hit but he kept control of the puck, stick flashing as he decked past two defenders. Cold air burned his lungs. Sweat mixed with the metallic scent of blood from a fresh cut on his lip."Pass it, rookie!" The coach barked from the bench.Jax ignored him. He spotted an opening and fired the puck toward the net. It sailed past the goalie's glove. The lamp lit up. Tie game with thirty seconds left.The home crowd exploded. Jax grinned behind his cage as his new teammates slammed into him for a quick celly. But then it hit him. A scent cut through the sweat, ice, and popcorn like a blade. Pine, storm, and something darker. Alpha. Familiar in a way that made his knees weak.His head snapped toward the rival bench. Number 47. Captain of the Northern Howlers. Broad shoulders, powerful legs, helmet hiding most of his face. The alpha was staring straight at him."Get off t

Mated on Ice - Part 3Jax stared at the phone screen, the threatening text burning into his mind. "What the hell does that mean? My mom died in a car accident. That's what they always told me."Ryker sat up, pulling Jax against his chest. Their naked bodies were still warm from the shower. "I thought the same thing for years. After I left, I started digging. Dad and your mom were hiding something big. Something about our bloodlines. Rival packs forced into a marriage to stop a war."Jax turned in his arms, searching Ryker's eyes. "And the car accident?""Not an accident," Ryker said quietly. "Someone wanted the prophecy dead. The one about step-siblings from enemy lines becoming true mates and uniting the packs."Jax's stomach twisted. "So us being together... it's not just forbidden. It's dangerous."Ryker kissed his forehead. "Yeah. But I am not letting anyone take you from me now." His hand slid down Jax's back, cupping his ass. "Not after finally having you."Jax shivered at the t

Forbidden Moon - Part 1The royal chambers glowed under the silver moonlight filtering through the tall arched windows of the Lycan Palace. Queen Elara, the Luna of the realm, paced slowly in her silk robe, the fabric whispering against her bare skin. Her golden hair cascaded down her back, and her body hummed with restless energy. The full moon always stirred her wolf, but tonight the ache felt deeper. More dangerous." Your Majesty, the bath is ready," came a soft voice from the doorway.Elara turned. There stood Liora, her personal maid. Twenty-four, with dark curls pinned neatly and wide green eyes that always seemed to see too much. The simple maid's uniform hugged her curves modestly, but Elara had noticed the way it clung to her breasts and hips lately."Thank you, Liora," Elara said, her voice lower than usual. "Stay. Help me undress."Liora hesitated only a second before stepping closer. "Of course, my Luna."Her fingers worked the ties of Elara's robe with practiced care, but

Forbidden Moon - Part 3The next morning, warm sunlight streamed through the tall arched windows of the royal chambers, bathing the massive four-poster bed in golden light. Elara woke slowly, deliciously tangled between two warm, familiar bodies. Darius's massive, muscular arm lay draped possessively over her waist, his powerful frame radiating heat. Behind her, Liora's soft curves pressed intimately against her back, the maid's breath warm on her neck. The air was thick with the lingering scent of sex, sweat, and satisfaction from their passionate night—a heady mix that made Elara's body hum with renewed desire.Liora stirred first, her long lashes fluttering open. A mix of lingering bliss and anxious fear crossed her delicate features. "My Luna... my King," she whispered, voice soft and reverent. "Last night really happened. I still can't believe I was allowed to share your bed."Darius's golden eyes opened, his voice rough and gravelly from sleep and lingering passion. "It did. And

Blood Moon Bride - Part 1Isla stood barefoot in the moonlit clearing, the white silk dress clinging to her curves like a second skin. The fabric was thin, almost translucent under the crimson glow of the Blood Moon, leaving little to the imagination. Her heart hammered against her ribs as the entire pack gathered in a wide circle around the ancient stone altar. Hundreds of glowing eyes watched her with a mixture of hunger, curiosity, and reverence. Tonight was the Blood Moon Ceremony, the sacred night when the pack chose a human bride for their future Alpha to ensure strong bloodlines for the next generation."Step forward, Isla," the deep, commanding voice of Alpha Thorne cut through the night air.Isla took a steadying breath and walked toward the altar. At twenty-three years old, she had been taken from her quiet life in the human world only three days ago. The pack scouts had sensed something special in her blood during a routine border check. Now she stood here, offered as tri