~Otsana I stumbled through the halls, tears streaming down my cheeks. My heart pounded in my chest, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. "Otsana!" a voice called out, and I looked up to see Kate rushing towards me, concern etched on her face. "What's wrong? What happened?" I collapsed into Kate's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "He was going to do it. He was going to force himself on me. I thought I was going to die." Kate gently guided me to a chair, her hand resting on my shoulder as I continued to sob. "Shh, it's okay, Otsana. You're safe now." She knelt down in front of me, her eyes filled with compassion. "You know, I'm actually surprised that Alpha Ralph was so patient with you. He could have forced himself on you a long time ago, but he didn't. Not after the incident with Jasper's unicorn." I looked up at Kate, confusion clouding my mind. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice small and trembling. Kate sighed, her brow furrowing in concern. "Otsana, you know that Alpha Ralph
~Ralph I returned to my room, my mind reeling from my meeting with the seer. Her solution to my problem with my brother Jasper had been both unexpected and radical. She had suggested that I create a new clan from within the greyhound pack and give it to Jasper to rule. As I paced back and forth in my room, I found myself unable to shake the feeling of unease that settled in my gut. I knew that my brother was ambitious and would likely jump at the opportunity to rule his own clan, but what if he refuses? I ran my hand through my hair, frustration mounting as I tried to find an answer. If I agreed to the seer's plan, I would be giving up part of my pack, the very pack that I had sworn to protect and lead. But if I didn't, the conflict between Jasper and I could only escalate. I sat down heavily on my bed, the weight of the decision crushing me. My brother may be ruthless, but he was still family. Could I really turn my back on him? A knock sounded at the door, interrupting my though
~Ralph As I slid into her, a low groan escaped me, my body reacting instinctively to the sensation of being surrounded by her. Every inch of me was alive, sparking as I felt her softness embrace me, drawing me in deeper. Otsana's gasp mingled with the rustling of the grass beneath her, her nails digging into the earth as she clung on, her body shivering with every movement. Once I started, I knew there was no stopping. It was a point of no return, every sense heightened as if we were the only two beings in the world. I moved with a steady, unrelenting pace, each thrust a silent claim on her, each touch a mark of possession. The primal side of me took over, something raw and wild that I couldn’t rein in, nor did I want to. Her moans grew louder, answering my own rough grunts, the sounds of our bodies colliding punctuating the night air with the intensity of our desire. The night seemed to close in around us, wrapping us in a world of our own. My hands gripped her hips tightly, holdin
~Otsana I snuck into my room, careful to keep the door from slamming behind me. My heart was still racing, my body thrumming with the memory of my encounter with Alpha Ralph. As I slipped out of my clothes, a voice behind me made me jump. "Sneaking in after dark, Joanna? Were you up to something you shouldn't be?" I turned to see my friend Kate standing there, a smirk on her face. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said, feigning innocence. "Oh, please," Kate said, rolling her eyes. "You're not fooling me, Joanna," Kate said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I know you're hiding something. And I'm betting it has something to do with Alpha Ralph." I groaned, my cheeks heating up. "It's not like that, Kate. We just..." I trailed off, unable to find the words. Kate giggled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, I know what you two were doing. You're not the first to fall for his charms. But be careful, Joanna. "I'm his breeder, Kate," I said, trying to sound more confid
~Ralph Rage surged within me as I paced back and forth in my quarters. How could Jasper dare to hold his coronation without my permission? He acted as if he already held the Alpha title of the Greyhound Pack—as if I had faded into nothing. Clenching my fists, I felt my nails dig into my palms, almost drawing blood, but the physical pain was a mere shadow to the storm in my mind. I was a strong Alpha, a leader known for my resilience, yet now, here I was, feeling utterly powerless. I had returned to my pack, only to find my authority challenged and my pack torn apart by deceit. How could I stop this madness when it seemed like the whole pack had already turned against me? My thoughts raced as I paced the length of my quarters. I needed a plan, a way to turn the tide in my favor. But Alec's presence in the pack complicated things. He was always lurking, always scheming. With him around, the odds were stacked against me. I stopped, thinking hard, weighing my options as a new idea began
~Ralph As the light faded, I saw that the hall had changed. The fighting had ceased, and all of the wolves were standing in a circle around Jasper and me, their eyes wide with wonder. Jasper lay on the floor, his body broken and bloody. He was panting, his eyes glassy with pain. "No more," he whispered, his voice hoarse and strained. "You win, Alpha Ralph. I yield." I nodded, my body still trembling from the exertion of the fight. I turned to face the crowd, my eyes sweeping over the wolves that had rallied to my side. "We have won," I said, my voice loud and clear. "Jasper has conceded defeat, and the throne is rightfully mine once more." The wolves howled in celebration, their voices rising up into the rafters. The Seer stood at my side, her eyes shining with pride. "But the fight is not over," I continued. "We must ensure that Jasper is held accountable for his crimes. "Callan," I said, turning to face my Beta. "As my Beta and my advisor, I want you to see to it that Jasper
~RalphI slipped out of Otsana, quickly pulling on my pants as I crossed the room. My hand reached for the sword at my side, my eyes darting around the room, searching for the intruder.Otsana's face was pale, her eyes wide with fear. "What if someone had been spying on us all along " she whispered, her voice trembling.I pushed past the open door, scanning the hall for any sign of the intruder. There was no one in sight, the only indication of their presence the faint sound of retreating footsteps.I followed the sound, my steps quick and silent, my heart beating in my chest. But as I rounded the corner, the hallway was empty, no sign of the intruder."Show yourself," I snarled, my voice echoing through the hall. "Who dares to spy on me?"The silence that followed was deafening.I took Otsana's hand, leading her down the hall. "Come on," I said, my voice low and reassuring. "We need to get back to our quarters."Otsana nodded, her eyes still wide with fear. As we turned a corner, a c
~OtsanaI walked through the pack, my steps sluggish as I grappled with the mixed emotions swirling inside me. Alpha Ralph's dismissal had left me feeling dejected, I was a fool to ever think he'd fall in love with someone like me."Otsana."I turned, surprised to see Tabitha, the head maid, standing behind me. "Someone from Moonlight Pack, wishes to speak with you."My heart quickened in my chest. Someone from the Moonlight pack? That's my former pack, what could the person want?"Tabitha extended a hand towards the Alpha's residence, her expression enigmatic. "They are waiting in the study," she said, a curious lilt to her voice. "I cannot say more than that."I followed her down the path, my mind racing with possibilities. Who could it be that wanted to speak with me? Had I offended someone without realizing it? Or could it be something more?I stepped into the Alpha's residence, my gaze falling on Kate, as she struggled with a tray of used plates. For a moment, I thought she might
~OtsanaThe garden was peaceful, a sharp contrast to the storm raging in my mind. My feet dragged me along the stone path, the soft crunch of gravel beneath me echoing louder than it should. Noah’s words played on a loop, haunting me. Abort the baby. The phrase cut deeper every time I thought of it. I paused and placed my hand protectively over my belly. “No,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “No matter what, I will protect you.” My hand lingered, and I could almost feel the faintest flutter from within, as if the baby was agreeing with me. A weak smile formed on my lips. “Ralph,” I murmured, tears streaming down my face. “We have a bundle of joy now. Where are you? Come save us.” The plea hung in the air, but the silence that followed felt suffocating. Reality crashed down on me—I was alone. The mansion’s security was tight. Even if Ralph somehow managed to get here, how would he break in? How would he get to me and take us away? I sank onto the edge of a stone bench, the weight o
~NoahWe sat in the doctor’s office, a quiet tension in the air. I leaned back in my chair, keeping my face calm, though my mind was anything but calm. Otsana sat beside me, stiff as a statue, her hands trembling on her lap. She refused to look at me. I didn’t blame her; this entire situation had spiraled into something neither of us wanted.The doctor, a tall man with glasses perched precariously on his nose, finally entered, flipping through a file. He looked up with a smile. “Ah, Your Majesty,” he said, nodding at me respectfully. “Congratulations are in order.”My brows furrowed. “Congratulations?”The doctor gestured toward Otsana with a warm smile. “Yes, King Noah. Your queen to be is pregnant. Approximately ten weeks along. You must be very pleased.”I froze. The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Pregnant? I forced myself to nod, offering a tight smile. “Yes, of course. It’s…” My throat felt dry. “Wonderful news.”Beside me, Otsana shrank into her seat. Her face was pale, h
~OtsanaSitting at the long, polished mahogany dining table, I stared down at my plate. Roast chicken, mashed potatoes, and a vibrant assortment of steamed vegetables were arranged neatly, but I had no appetite. Across from me sat Noah, his piercing eyes fixed on me as he ate in silence. I could feel the weight of his gaze, but he hadn’t spoken a word to me since we sat down.The tension between us was noticeable, lingering like a storm cloud. After what had happened between us—his sudden Nate oull, the forceful way he brought me here—I knew he was struggling to bridge the silence, but I didn’t intend to make it easy for him.Noah’s fork clinked against his plate as he set it down. He gestured to one of the chefs standing nearby. “Bring more food,” he ordered. “She needs energy for the mating ceremony ritual tomorrow.”I froze, my fork halfway to my mouth. “What mating ceremony?” My voice was sharp, my heart hammering in my chest.He leaned back in his chair, folding his arms as if th
~RalphThe knock on the door was sharp and insistent, jolting me out of my brooding. I turned sharply, already irritated. “Who is it?” I barked, my voice carrying the edge of frustration that had been simmering all day.“It’s Lilith,” came the soft reply from the other side of the door.I froze. Lilith? I hadn’t seen her in dsys, not since the debacle with Grayson. What the hell was she doing here? I yanked the door open, and there she stood, a shadow of the woman I once knew. She had lost so much weight; her once-bright eyes now seemed dimmed with exhaustion. “Can I come in?” she asked softly, her voice almost timid. It was a far cry from the fiery woman I remembered.I nodded stiffly. “Sure.”She stepped inside, and I couldn’t help but stare as she walked past me. Her frame was frail, her movements careful, as if she feared breaking. She made her way to the sofa and sat down, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She took a deep breath before speaking.“I know you’re surprised to s
~RalphIt had been seven days since Otsana disappeared. Seven excruciatingly long days. I kept replaying the last moments I saw her, hoping for a clue, something I’d missed. Each passing second felt like a failure. The guilt gnawed at me like a ravenous beast. Now, driving back to the Greyhound Pack after helping Jasper secure the Silverwaters Pack, my patience was wearing thinner than ever. The car hummed softly as it sped down the winding forest road. Jasper, seated next to me, had been trying to strike up a conversation for the past twenty minutes, his voice grating against my already frayed nerves. “Ralph, I appreciate you stepping in back there,” he said cautiously, testing the waters. “I couldn’t have claimed Silverwaters pack without you.” I didn’t respond, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. He tried again. “It’s good to see you in action, you know. Reminded me of the old days, back when—” “Stop,” I snapped, cutting him off mid-sentence. My hands tightened around the st
~OtsanaThe mate bond between us was undeniable, pulling me toward him with a force I could hardly resist. But my love for Ralph, my commitment to him, held me back.I quickly broke free from him, and gathered my clothes, my hands trembling as I dressed. "Noah, you need to leave," I said, my voice shaky but firm. "We can't do this."Noah's eyes searched mine, a mixture of longing and regret. "I'm sorry, Otsana," he murmured, standing up from the bed and dressing up. "I didn't mean to overstep."I avoided his gaze, clutching my clothes to my chest as if they could shield me from the whirlwind of emotions inside me. "Please, just go," I whispered.He hesitated for a moment, then nodded, turning to leave. As the door closed behind him, the weight of what had just transpired crashed over me. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I sank onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.Ebony, my wolf, stirred within me. "Why did you push him away?" she asked, her voice filled with confusion. "We both felt t
~NoahThe moment Otsana stormed out of the garden, I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. My heart felt like it had been split in two. How could she reject me like that, especially after the connection we just shared? My wolf, Fridolf, was restless, pacing in my head like a caged animal. "We can't let her go, Noah. She belongs to us," he growled, his voice edged with desperation. "Not now, Fridolf," I replied sharply, trying to keep my composure. "Now is the perfect time! Did you see her? Ebony wants me as much as I want her. You’re being ridiculous." Fridolf was in heat, and his longing for Ebony was making him impossible to reason with. I tried to calm him, but he wouldn’t stop. "You’re ruining this. Calm down, Fridolf! She’s not ready. I won’t scare her off," I said, trying to walk away from the pull I felt toward her. But Fridolf wasn’t having it. The mate pull between us was like a magnetic force, yanking me back every time I tried to resist. His thoughts becam
~OtsanaThe room was I was given was breathtaking. It felt more like a palace than a living space. Every inch of it screamed luxury, from the silk curtains that shimmered under the sunlight to the polished marble floors that reflected the glow of a massive crystal chandelier. The bed was grand, its headboard carved with intricate patterns of wolves and vines, draped with gold-threaded sheets. For a fleeting moment, I wondered if I even belonged here. The maids buzzed around me like worker bees, attending to every little thing. They had insisted on helping me bathe earlier, scrubbing my skin with oils that smelled of lavender and jasmine, washing my hair with the gentlest hands. Now they were fussing over my hair, styling it into elegant waves that cascaded down my back, and adjusting the gown they had chosen for me—a deep emerald green that hugged my figure perfectly, glittering faintly in the light. One of the maids stepped forward, holding a small golden crown in her hands, the
~RalphMy jaw clenched at the thought of Otsana, her image vivid in my mind. Where was she? Was she safe? Every scenario that crossed my mind made my heart ache with helplessness. I barely had time to collect myself when I noticed Jasper walking toward me, that ever-present smirk plastered on his face. His relaxed gait, the smug tilt of his chin, made my fists clench involuntarily. “Rough night, Alpha?” he sneered, stopping a few feet away. His mocking tone made my blood boil. “What do you want, Jasper?” I spat, not bothering to hide the venom in my voice. He extended a hand toward me, the gesture more mocking than genuine. “Here to help you up. You look like you could use it.” I stared at his hand for a long second before scoffing and pushing myself to my feet. “I don’t need your help,” I snapped, the words sharp and final. Before I knew it, my fist swung forward, connecting with his jaw. The satisfying crack echoed in the silence. Jasper stumbled back, his hand flying to