Tamara's POV “So,” George said, his voice sharp as he stared right at me. “You’re the woman causing all of these problems.”'What?'I blinked in Surprise, caught off guard by his words and the accusatory tone in his voice. Problems? What was he talking about? My eyes met George’s, and the coldness in his gaze made me uncomfortable. I shifted in place, not understanding why he was coming at me like this. I hadn’t caused any trouble. If anything, Dante and I had been trying to fix things.Before I could respond, a low warning growl cut through the room, sending shivers down our. It was from Dante. I could see that his warning tone even sent a chill through his best friend who had now stiffened.“George, watch your tone” Dante growled, his voice dark and it was clear that his temper was rising.I really didn’t want this to get worse to the point that they fought over me, so I quickly stepped forward with an appeasing smile.“George, I'm not sure what you heard,but I didn’t mean to cau
Tamara's POV The next morning, Dante let me sleep in while he left to start his day.I used the opportunity to start getting ready for the trip the next morning, I'll admit that despite Dante's assurances, i was still feeling a bit anxious.I mean can you blame me? Meeting Dante’s family was huge deal, because if it went wrong and his mother refused to support us, Violet and I would be banished back to my pack where Jack would most definitely not hesitate to kill us this time, and no matter how much confidence I tried to muster, the butterflies in my stomach refused to die!I got dressed for the day, put on a blue dress that i knew Dante liked because it matched my eyes, then I headed downstairs for breakfast.On my way there, I noticed Lucy glaring at me from across the hall. Her sharp green eyes followed my every step, and I could practically feel the heat of her jealousy trying to burn a hole in my back. I back a smirk, and my wolf Maya whispered in my mind, 'She’s just jealous,
Tamara's POV The second Violet finished telling me about Casper’s mistress, something inside me snapped. I felt a burning sensation in my gums and my fangs grew long, my vision also turned red with the urge to rip that bitch's head off. My hands clenched into fists so tightly my nails dug into my palms, but I barely registered the pain. All I could think about was how much I wanted to find this woman and rip her apart for humiliating my Violet like that.“Tamara!” Violet’s panicked voice broke through the haze of my bloodlust. “Calm down! You’re turning into that thing again!”Her words hit me like a bucket of cold water. I blinked, struggling to pull myself out of the rage that clouded my mind, but it was hard—so, so hard. The hunger was overwhelming, the need to act on the primal urges that came with it. I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears, my throat tightening as my body fought against my attempts to calm it down.“I—” I choked out, trying to steady my breathing. “I can’t c
Tamara's POV I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! Kate, that sniveling little bitch, sitting there on the screen, pregnant and sobbing, accusing me of attacking her and MY own pack.Me? After everything I’ve done to protect my pack and keep everyone safe from them? I felt my blood boil.“Why is she doing this now?” I growled, clenching my fists at my sides. “I mean I knew she was a backstabbing bitch always seeking attention, but How could she even think to blame me for something like this? What will she gain by lying like this?” I yelled in frustration.Dante sighed beside me, running a hand through his hair. He looked exhausted, but his voice remained calm. “I believe Kate’s trying to turn the pack against you. She wants to make you the villain in this. It’s a very calculated move to make everyone hate you and pity her.”I stared at the screen in anger and confusion. “But why? What could she possibly gain from lying like this? She knows I’m not a threat to my own people, so why
Last night, Dante made love to me like his life depended on it, he made sure i had cum at least three times before finally letting me go, even then, he had his arms wrapped tightly around me the entire time we slept. When I woke up, he was still there, pressed against me, refusing to let me go as if he feared I’d suddenly run away. I saw the tension in his body, and from our mating Bond, I could feel that he was scared I’d still regret coming into his pack, that I’d wake up and want to leave. His grip on me tightened every time I tried to move. "Dante," I whispered, shifting slightly to look up at him. His eyes were barely open, but I could see the worry there, the way his brows furrowed, and his jaw clenched. "Dante, we have to get up, you can't hold me in bed forever." I lightly scolded in amusement. But Dante didn't smile. “You don’t regret it, right? Being with me, do you still regret choosing to marry me?” His voice was rough with sleep, but there was a vulnerability in
Tamara's POV “She’s a manipulative witch, that’s why. I heard she forced him into this marriage, threatened him with another war. He’ll dump her as soon as he can.”I couldn't believe that they were saying these things to my face. Dante’s eyes immediately filled with rage when he also heard the whispers in the crowd. His muscles tensed up and his lips curled back before a dangerous growl ripped through his chest in warning. The group of gossipers, who had been bold enough to talk shit about me in front of my fave, immediately stiffened.Their faces drained of color, and they all quickly bowed their heads in fear, shivering as they realized they’d fucked up big time. It was almost funny how the once smug expressions they wore now vanished, replaced by sheer terror for their lives. But before Dante could act on his anger, I quickly pressed a hand against his chest, feeling his muscles under my fingers. “Dante, stop, wait. It’s fine. No need to hurt them, I’m already used to it.”
Tamara's POV I know that Dante always has a naughty plan for me in mind, but when he directed me to a specific section of the car today, I didn’t think much of it. I just assumed he wanted us to sit somewhere more private. I followed him, not sure of why he wanted me to sit there until he pulled up a partition, separating us from the rest of the bus and from the rest our friends. “Uh, what are you doing?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. He gave me one of his trademark smirks, the one that made me feel like I was about to enter trouble. “I told you, you'll pay for teasing me like that. Did you really think you could get away from me that easily?, he said and i gulped. I wasn't sure what exactly he wanted to do to me, but I knew it was something that i would normally never do. It wasn’t until his hand started trailing up my leg, and under my gown that it clicked. So that’s why he wanted privacy. “Dante!” I gasped, blushing furiously and grabbing his wrist, trying to s
Tamara's POV I felt Dante's eyes on me as the music of the club started pulsing through my veins. It was a slow sultry rhythm that was just perfect for the show I wanted to put on. I closed my eyes and began to sway to the beat. My hands slowly slid up and down my curves as I whined my hips and arched my neck. I knew Dante’s eyes were on me—I could feel the Dante's hungry gaze eating every inch of my bare skin as moved in a way that I knew would turn him on and drive him crazy. He had challenged my dancing skill and now I was going to use that to punish him. I let my hands trail up to cup my breasts as I began to sway my hips even harder. I opened my eyes and met his hungry gaze- I wanted him to know I was performing for only him. From across the room, I saw him watching my every move with an intense, unblinking stare fixed on me, and a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. It looked like he couldn't take his eyes off me even if he tried to. It was like I trapped hi
Kayla’s POVLady Catherine's gaze was sharp, cold, and unwavering.Even without her saying another word, I could already tell—this conversation wasn’t going to be a pleasant one.She wasn’t here for pleasantries.She was here to tackle something that had to do with me."You may have manipulated your way into getting engaged to the Alpha of the South," she said evenly, "but that does not make you an acceptable Luna of my pack yet, so don't go around town parading yourself as one."I swallowed. She must have heard about our outing.Beside me, Adrian’s body tensed. "Mother—"She raised a hand, silencing him effortlessly.I had never seen anyone talk to Adrian in that tone before. He must have a lot of respect for her.Lady Catherine turned back to me, her sharp eyes raking over my form as if she were already judging every flaw I had."Custom demands that all women who wish to become one of the Alpha's wives must undergo training," she continued. "You and Candice will both be instructed,
Kayla’s POVA slow warmth curled around me, pulling me from sleep. The bed was too comfortable, the scent surrounding me too delicious.It was Adrian, cuddling me without shame, and I was letting him.I could feel his gaze before I even opened my eyes."Are you awake, or are you pretending?"His voice was teasing, husky with amusement.I blinked my eyes open, only to be met with his smug expression.Adrian was close—leaning over me, his smoldering eyes full of mischief."You’re staring," I mumbled sleepily.He grinned. "Can you blame me? you're free to stare back."I scoffed and turned my face into the pillow. "You’re annoying.""And yet, you were seeking my touch in your sleep."I froze.My eyes snapped back open, and Adrian’s grin widened as he leaned even closer."Not like that," he added, his voice wicked. "Yet."I smacked his chest, my face burning. "You’re impossible!"Adrian laughed.Then, before I could retaliate, he sat back and stretched. "Come on. Get up. I have plans for u
Kayla’s POVI couldn’t stop thinking about it.Leo’s words echoed in my head like a haunting melody I couldn’t shake."I know your secret.""You’ll go missing, just like all those wolfless girls before you."My stomach twisted.How did he know?Who else knew?How long had they known?And worst of all—how much danger was I really in?I kept my face blank as Adrian led me out of the council hall, but my thoughts were anything but calm.I needed to figure out what to do.Fast.I barely noticed the drive back to the palace. My mind was still tangled in a mess of worry when Adrian’s voice suddenly cut through the haze."You’ve been quiet," he said, his golden eyes flicking to me with a hint of concern.I forced a small smile. "Just thinking about somethings. It's nothing to worry about."Adrian didn’t look convinced. "About what?"I hesitated.Should I tell him?Should I tell him that Leo knew everything—that he had practically threatened to make me disappear?The words were on the tip of
Kayla’s POVThe weight of their stares was suffocating.Every councilman in the room glared at me as if I were their worst enemy. As if I had committed some great sin simply by standing beside Adrian.I clenched my hands at my sides, forcing myself to breathe.I had expected hostility. But this? This was hatred.I turned slightly toward Adrian, seeking reassurance—not that I needed it, but because something about his presence always made things seem less scary.And when I looked at him… I saw growing rage.Not at me—but at them.Adrian’s dark eyes was beginning to burn with undiluted fury as he surveyed the room, his body tense with barely contained aggression.Then, his gaze locked onto Councilman Augustine.And just like that, the storm hit."I won’t be allowing you to preside over this meeting, Augustine," Adrian said, his voice deadly calm.Murmurs broke out instantly. Augustine was head councilman, this was his main duty, Adrian's words must have been a slap to his face.Augustin
Kayla’s POV A soft warmth surrounded me, and for the first time in a long while, I felt truly safe and wanted. It took me a moment to register why. it was because I was in Adrian’s arms. His strong, steady breathing tickled the back of my neck, and his body heat wrapped around me like a protective cocoon. His arm was draped over my waist, holding me against him as if he had no intention of letting go. I should have been shy about this—should have been flustered about being this close to him. But I wasn’t. Somewhere between last night’s terrifying attack and the way he had held me afterward—something had changed between us. His touch no longer made me nervous. It made me calm. It made me feel home. I blinked up at the ceiling, my mind drifting back to the way he had touched my face last night, the way his thumb had brushed my cheek so gently. "You’re worth it," he had said. Those words had shaken me. I had spent so long being treated like I was disposable. Unwanted. A bur
Adrian’s POV The moment I stepped into my room, I felt my body relax. It had been a long night—filled with fights, interrogations, and threats—but now, I was finally back where I wanted to be. With her. Kayla was already in bed, curled up under the covers. The dim light from the bedside lamp cast a soft glow on her face, making her look even more delicate. At first, I thought she was asleep. But then, her eyes fluttered open. "You're back," she murmured, her voice laced with exhaustion. A slow warmth spread through me. She had been waiting for me. I sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "You should be sleeping," I said softly. She blinked sleepily. "I wanted to make sure you came back okay." Something in my chest tightened. She cared. Even after everything she went through this night, after all the danger, after all the problems she had endured—she wasn't thinking about herself. She wanted to make sure I was okay. I brush
Adrian's pov Kayla was finally relaxing around me. Finally trusting me. Thank the goddess!That moment in our room—**her leaning into my touch, the way she didn’t want me to leave—**it felt like a wonderful breakthrough.I wanted her to feel safe with me. I wanted to be the one she leaned on.But then… I remembered something else. I remembered this evening with Hector. I remembered how she leaned in his arms earlier that night.And my blood boiled.I clenched my jaw, trying to push the image away.She had looked so vulnerable. And he was the one who had been there to hold her. Not me.I didn’t like that at all.In fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized something I hadn't let myself dwell on before.And that was that I didn’t want Kayla around any other man.I didn’t want her leaning on anyone but me.And just like that—it hit me. I wanted Kayla as my woman.Not just as my responsibility. Not just as my pack member. I wanted her romantically, sexually and, wholly as mi
Adrian’s POV“Is there something wrong with your wolf?” I watched as Kayla’s face turned pink, her hands fidgeting slightly at her sides. She was flustered. That alone confirmed my suspicions. Something truly was wrong with her wolf. “Kayla,” I said gently, watching the way her shoulders tensed. “Talk to me.” She quickly shook her head. “I—I don’t know what you mean.” I sighed. “You know exactly what I mean.” Her eyes darted away. “I don’t.” I tilted my head, studying her carefully. “Logan studied your fight scene, You fought using weapons instead of your claws,” I pointed out. Kayla stiffened. “You didn’t heal as fast as you should have.” She swallowed hard. “And your scent…” My eyes darkened. “It’s not just different. It’s… incomplete.” Kayla sucked in a sharp breath. I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “Kayla, I need you to be honest with me. Is there something wrong with your wolf?” Her lips parted, but no sound came out. I could see it in her eyes—the war she w
Kayla’s POV Adrian stormed into the room with a fury that made the walls feel smaller. Behind him, several of his men followed—Connor and Logan at the front, their sharp eyes scanning the scene. His gaze locked onto me first. Then it dropped to Hector, who was still holding me. “What the hell is going on here?” he growled, his voice dangerously low. Before I could say a word, Adrian strode forward and pulled me out of Hector’s arms. His grip was firm but careful, his hands brushing over my arms as if checking for injuries. “Hector, what the fuck did you do to her?” Adrian’s voice was ice. "I swear to the goddess, if you've hurt a single hair on her body--." His body tensed in front of me, like a wall between Hector and me. I quickly shook my head, stepping between them before things escalated. “Wait! wait no! Hector didn't hurt me, He just saved me.” Adrian’s brows furrowed. His eyes scanned me again, as if only now registering what I had said. “Saved you?” His voice softened