“Luna?” A soft knock sounded. Liora was lulled halfway asleep by the soft hands that massaged her entire back half, too contented to be concerned with anything else.“Get the door, Callie.” She murmured, humming when another knot was rubbed out of her shoulder. “Come in!” Callie chirped, not moving from where she was sprawled over the padded bench.One good sniff and Liora knew it was Iris Lopoulos, the new gamma elected to replace Nerissa. She was a Gamma who had recently transferred from Greece after mating with Merrick, Lucien’s second in command. She had years of experience through serving at Lyklos Keep and was a prime candidate for the role.“I don’t mean to interrupt,” She cracked the door and poked her head in.Liora lifted her head slightly, waving her in. “Come, we’re getting foot rubs before the party starts.” She beckoned to one of the omegas to tend to Iris. Sitting in one of the massage chairs, Iris slipped off her shoes and slid her feet into the wide basin of warm wa
“Get out of my way!” Ronin pushed at the bodies blocking his path as a crowd gathered around Liora’s still body. “MOVE!”His heart hammered against his ribcage as he dropped to his knees beside her. “What the hell happened?” His eyes darted to Callie who had set Liora’s head in her lap.“I-I don’t know what happened.” Callie stammered, eyes wide with fear. “One minute she called me over to try some cupcakes and the next–she just collapsed.”“Out of the way!” Caius's loud voice bellowed as he stalked around the side of the table, Lucien and Thaddeus in tow. While they worked on controlling the crowd, Ronin’s eyes raked over his mate, frantically looking for clues. His eyes snagged on the frosting and crumbs on her fingers, then to the discarded pasty beside her on the floor. He picked it up carefully, sniffing at it. Nothing seemed off about the smell. “Where did these come from?!” Maia hurried to him, babbling as he flipped open the box. “We don’t know. We got an extra batch of cup
Liora stroked her belly absent-mindedly as Maia had more racks of maternity dresses rolled into the dressing room. The gamma was so excited to have her try on the girly designs, but Liora didn’t have the heart to admit how bored she was. Ironic, considering how deeply Liora was drawn into the fantasy of ripping out her friend’s neck.Her belly had swelled quickly over the month, along with the darkness. Her eyes remained black since the ritual, and everyone around Liora handled her with kid gloves. None of her clothes would fit right anymore, so Maia surprised her with an impromptu shopping spree.If you could even call it that.She couldn’t step a foot outside the settlement, not in her condition–with her obsidian eyes–and her pregnant belly. So Ronin had everything brought to her. Sometimes she was tempted to strangle her mate just to be done with his over-protectiveness.‘Ah-ta-ta,’ her wolf tsked, ‘don’t even think of killing our mate.’‘But thinking of killing Maia is on the ta
Ronin sank deeper into his throne chair, gazing at nothing in particular as he recalled the night he met Liora. As he took a deep swing from the bottle of whiskey, the images floated along the room like phantoms. Thaddeus had dragged her in, the defiance in her striking lavender eyes as she fought and lost against her nature. And when those orbs finally landed on him, it was like he could breathe again.His wolf went crazy at the thought of their teeth into her neck. She’d wanted him too.Twistedness and all.He should’ve finished the ritual and severed their bond when he had the chance–consequences be dammed. Now he was in too deep and his mate was slowly becoming someone he could barely recognize.He couldn’t recognize himself.Dark circles under his eyes, his haunted gaze. It was almost like something inside him was just waiting–dreading when the sword finally fell. Would it fall upon him? Or upon his mate and unborn child?Growling, Ronin threw the bottle against the steps, rakin
“Kneel.” The command was abrupt, spoken on a faint condescending whisper. Liora instantly sank to the floor. Cursed with an Omega designation from birth, her wolf seemingly had no will to resist the tauntings of her trainer, Nerissa. It was a daily routine: Nerissa would drag her before the other female omegas and use her as an example as to how they should behave- with complete and unquestioning obedience. Liora was the only one of her kind in Pack Arcadia. All the other omegas were assigned their designation at age 12. All except her. She was born an omega. Born to submit. To do everything her superiors wanted without question whenever they pulled rank. As a result, most of the other wolves in her pack took advantage of her every chance they could. Similar to what Nerissa, a second-rank gamma wolf- was doing to her that very moment. “Good doggy,” Nerissa chuckled, looking down at the top of Liora’s dark brown head. Her blue eyes gleamed coldly while the rest of the omegas wat
Ronin placed his family emblem and seal flat on the table so his fellow council members could see it. There was no mistaking the brilliant white gold plaque featuring a formidable wolf. It seemed frozen in time as it charged forth from the image.It was a symbol that he, Ronin Ashenthorn, was the helm of not just Pack Arcadia, but the entire Order of Lycaon. His bloodline was a legacy of warriors who paved the way for all the many privileges that the elite werewolf society now had.Privileges that allowed even his council to be bold enough to dictate to him what to do. With the seal out in the open, everyone paled. Obviously, they had crossed the line with the suggestion, but it was too late to take it back now.“What did you just say to me, Thad?” Ronin stroked the light stubble on his chin, “Did you just tell me that I ‘need’ to get a party pup?”“The absence of your Luna counterpart for so long has caused your wolf to become more unstable,” Thad leaned forward, resting his elbows
Liora tried with all her might to pull her arm away from Thaddeus’ grip but the stupid thing would not obey. Her feet walked on autopilot as he carted her back into the camp. Back to being everyone’s little bitch. Or more specifically, the Alpha’s chew toy. She had no idea the Alpha was so troubled. What’s worse is that Gamma Thaddeus threatened that she would be given to him. If only she had run a little faster. As they walked through the omega camp everyone looked at her with disdain and condemnation. It took a few moments for her to realize that the Gamma was taking her to the detention cells. There’s no way she would be able to escape now. “So you’re just going to send me to my death with no remorse?” She quipped. “Don’t be so dramatic,” He huffed in reply, gesturing to the guards to open one of the cells. There was someone huddled in the corner. She quickly realized it was Callie. Callie’s head whipped up at the jangling of the keys and her heart sank when she saw Liora.
Ronin stalked towards his mate, his eyes black as sin. For once in a very long time, he and his wolf were on the same page about one thing. Biting this omega and knotting her right fucking now. Liora couldn’t cross the distance fast enough and all but launched herself into the arms of her Alpha. He caught her, wrapping her slender legs around his waist with one hand and using the other to grab her hair and yank her head back. “Mate!” He rasped, “Yield!” Liora gripped his shoulders and exposed her neck in wild abandon. Ronin growled in satisfaction then dropped his head to bite into the racing pulse at her neck. Suddenly, he was yanked back and Liora was pried from his body. Caius held him by the collar of his tux while Thaddeus held Liora. “Let me go Caius or I’ll rip your throat out!” He growled. “Are you really going to do this in front of all your guests?” Caius hissed. Ronin paused and took stock of his surroundings. He was still in the ballroom at his party, and everyone w