Julian’s POVThe funeral procession continued, and I watched as the casket was lowered into the dirt. Some people around me were wailing and crying, but the whole atmosphere was mostly quiet and somber. Despite this being “Julian’s” funeral, I couldn’t help but notice and be irked by how blatantly everyone kept on staring at me even still.Though, I could say that the ceremony was a success. No one suspected my identity, and I was impressed by Henri’s work rate. Somehow, he had managed to get a mangled body resemblance to mine, to hide the fact that it wasn’t me.I pushed up the glasses on my face and adjusted my dark leather coat. The skies were cloudy and gloomy, which suited the mood.My eyes couldn’t help but wander in the direction of the gravesite, where they were poring dirt in, to cover the casket. As much as I didn’t like to think about it, it reminded me of Adrian’s death. His passing still left a wound in my chest, so experiencing something like this all over again, made
Henri’s POVA small smirk appeared on my face as I wiped the sheen of sweat off my forehead. I shifted the ottoman towards the edge of the room, placing the sofa in the middle.I pulled out the sofa bed, extending it. Then I draped an emerald green blanket over the soft furniture.It was a lot of work, but I finally managed to complete it. It took me hours, but just knowing the reward that would come from it, was enough to invigorate me.I turned the studio workshop, where we used to film her project, into a pleasure room. I had limited items to do so, and I had to be creative, but Victor had some very…useful and surprising supplies I could use.A pole, for example. He had it stashed up in his storage closet, and I took that as an opportunity to install it in, for a little fun time with Karyna. From the little color hint that she gave me last time, I took it upon myself to give the room a green theme, and it came out quite nicely. I changed the backdrop from white to green, there was
Karyna’s POVI couldn't tell how long it had been since Henri began teasing and torturing me with the sex toys, but it felt like hours had passed.My legs were shaking, my ass was stinging and I was very sure that it was red as hell from his spanks, tears were spilling down my face and drool was caked all over my chin and cheek, due to the sweet torture.“A-Alpha,” I called out, wincing at how dry and hoarse my voice was like it had been dragged through a desert.His green eyes were darker and blown out, so filled with cruel pleasure, that it made me shudder.“Hm?” He hummed innocently, still ramming the dildo through me, like he wasn’t doing anything.“P-please, e-enough,” fresh tears bloomed from my eyes, as I grabbed his wrist, begging him to stop this rapturous torment. Fuck, I felt so pathetic and used right now. I could see that it was what turned him on the most. How helpless, and needy I was to him.“Why? Give me a good reason why I should stop because I love this so much,” h
Julian’s POVI woke up from my sleep with a yawn, then I stepped into the bathroom to relieve myself. Taking a quick shower, I dressed up, wearing a formal white shirt and black denim jeans.I felt some sort of weight being lifted off of me after the incident yesterday. At least, I’ve temporarily gotten the attention off of me, revealing to the people about how much of a scumbag Venom was. I got to spend my Sunday afternoon in peace. I made myself a quick breakfast of oatmeal, eggs, bacon, and sausage. Thanks to Rahl, I’ve had food stocked in here.After eating, I washed my dishes and decided to call Henri, to tell him of the latest developments. He might not want anything to do with the Pack and WildLine, but I knew he would be interested to know how things went down.After a few rings, he picked up the phone. “Hello,”“Hey,” I greeted, not able to hold back the grin on my face from surfacing. “You would not believe the day I had yesterday,” I began, divulging all the info from the f
Julian’s POV It was already nighttime by the time I decided to stop. There was a nearby café, so I parked my car in their parking lot and went straight into the coffee establishment. The bell above the door chimed as soon as I entered, and I was thankful that the cafe was mostly empty, save for a couple of teenagers who were sitting at the end of the room with headphones on, hunched over their laptops. There was only one staff behind the counter, a petite lady, with pin straight, jet black hair. “What can I get you, tonight, sir?” She asked politely. “Coffee, black,” I ordered and she nodded, tending to my order. I went to an empty booth beside the window, that gave me the perfect view of my car from the parking lot. I was still very much aware that there was someone following me, but I wanted to know what their motive was at least. Were they waiting for me to lure me out, or did they just want to rob my gold? “Here you go, sir,” I looked away from the window to see the wai
Karyna’s POVI hummed a tune under my breath, skipping around the house happily. Julian was coming back, I was so excited.And Henri noticed it, as I began rummaging through the cupboards for something to make for dinner. He leaned against the counter with his elbow on top, and his chin placed on it. “What’s got you in such a good mood?” He asked, his tone very amused. I turned to face him, not even trying to hide the happiness bursting from within.“Well, if you must know…” I trailed off playfully, grabbing a pan from the cabinet. “Julian is coming back tonight, and I’m waiting for him to arrive,”He huffed out a small laugh. “Oh really?” He asked, and when I looked at him, I saw a grin on his face.He didn’t seem to be fazed by the news of Julian coming, I realized with a frown. Did Julian tell him about it? Or was he just nonchalant?I shrugged. I didn’t know, nor did I really care. As long as he comes home tonight, there’s no problem then. “So, what are you making?” He asked, pe
Henri’s POVThe water drummed against the tiles, a steady rhythm that matched the beat of my thoughts. I stood beneath the streaming warmth, feeling it trickle down my body, carrying away the weight of the past few weeks. As droplets slid along my skin, disappearing into the swirling vortex of the drain, I couldn't shake the surrealness of it all. Going back to work seemed like a distant reality, almost too implausible to grasp.I attempted to push the thought away, yet I couldn't shake this strange feeling. It was as if I had become a different person in this place, and the idea of returning to my usual reality was deeply unsettling, tearing me apart from within.I shook my head, trying to dispel the negative thoughts creeping in. These past weeks had been a whirlwind of fun and adventure, a departure from my usual routine. I had been carefree, stepping far beyond my comfort zone, something I never thought I'd do.Most of all, I cherished the time with Karyna. She was an enigmatic b
Julian’s POV“I found this realistic face mask shop when I was traveling back here. I wanted to stop by to get one, but it was already getting late, and I was in a hurry to get back,” I shrugged, turning to wink at Karyna.Henri gave me a deadpan stare. “A skin mask,” he asked dully.“Yeah, that. You know exactly what I’m talking about,” I confirmed, snapping my fingers. “I’m pretty sure I can get a good one easily,”Henri sighed. “How would you get there? If you don’t remember, we share the same face, and one of us is supposed to be dead. So how do you explain the two of us out in the open at different places?”I frowned when I realized he wasn't in support of my idea. “What? Do you think I don’t have a plan for that?” I scoffed, and Henri gave me a silent pointed look, which caused me to glare at him.Karyna giggled at the exchange, and even I couldn’t stop the corners of my lips lifting up in a smile.“Fuck you,” I cursed and he shrugged briefly. “I’ll put on the ghost mask, of cour
Julian’s POV “Don’t kill him yet. I want to return all the ten slaps he gave me.” Karyna’s words rang in my ears and I felt a dark cloud of rage enveloped me. I shot forward but she grasped my hand, restraining me as I fumed. “Release my hand,” I ordered her, breathing heavily. Karyna shook her head stubbornly. “No. You promised me not to kill him if Henri didn't.” She whispered, her hand squeezing my clenched fist. I wasn't aware he hit her 10 times before I made that oath. No one can stop Venar from dying today. “I can't keep this promise, Karyna. Only his death can dispel the anger rooted in my chest.” I growled, my whole body convulsing with fury. I released my Alpha aura, thinking the overwhelming energy would push her away but she remained steadfast, unwilling to leave my side. Any sensible werewolf would have kept their distance from a raging Alpha, knowing that the raw power could easily crush them, and they would never be able to shift again. But of course, my Kary
Henri’s POV I had made a vow to kill Venar with my own hands, just like I did his father, Venom. Why? Because both of them are nuisances. That son of a gun kidnapped my Karyna and nearly slapped her to death. “Fucking bastard!” I growled, my hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel as I trailed after Venar. I wanted to go after him that morning, but Karyna was badly injured, and I feared we might lose the surviving baby in her womb, so I let him escape. I placed the highest fucking bounty on his head, but none of the hitmen found find him. I had a feeling he had been lurking in the shadows like a rat scuttling away from the light, and I was right. “You think you can hide forever, don’t you?" I muttered under my breath, a venomous smirk lifting my face. “I’ll make you regret every choice you’ve made. You’ll wish you never crossed me, just like your father did. When I finally catch up with him, I will make sure you taste what it felt like to be slapped to death.” Th
Karyna’s POV The short skirt I wore did nothing to conceal the wetness trickling down my thighs. I could even catch a whiff of my own arousal in the air, and I was sure Julian and Henri could sense it too. “Jules, please,” I let out a desperate plea when he wouldn’t slip his fingers inside me. Julian had been tormenting me; using his middle finger to rub my clit in circles, lightly pressing kisses against my neck. He growled lowly, that deep sound sending explosive waves of arousal down my spine. “What are you begging me for, my love?” Julian whispered in the shell of my ear, and it suddenly felt like we were the only ones in the car. The sensation in my lower stomach was too consuming. I could feel my pussy throbbing painfully as my heart pounded under my chest. The intensity of the moment was almost too much to bear, so I just looked into his green eyes, hoping he’d understand just how much I craved him at that moment. “Alpha. I don’t think your fingers can d
Karyna’s POVAs we made our way to Henri’s car, a whirlwind of emotions washed over me. I couldn't bring myself to accept that my abusive father was truly gone. I was still in shock. I could feel the overwhelming amount of fear I had for Thomas Vegas dissipating with each assurance that he was indeed dead. He was killed by Julian. I was caught between feeling relieved that he could no longer harm me, or force me to do his vile wishes and the nagging question of whether I should feel sorrowful for his death.I’d known that cruel man all my life, and I’d always thought he was invincible, so it was crazy to believe that he was dead, just like that. He had been wealthy and influential during his life, but now he wouldn’t have a final resting place because Julien had killed him to avenge me, and his body would remain lost forever.When we got in front of the car, Julian pulled the back seat door for me, and I slid in. I could feel the sizzling heat coming from his body as he sat beside
Julian’s POV I was anticipating kissing Karyna until she was lost for words again when an iPhone ringing echoed in my ears. “Who's fucking phone is that? Fuck, it’s mine.” I groaned inwardly and went to pick it up, licking my lips to savor the pancake I had just eaten. When I saw that it was Leah who was calling me, my suppressed anger returned. I didn't want this woman calling me. But I was still using the same phone I was using when I was wearing the skin mask that was similar to Onyx’s face. Jeremy deserves his phone and number. I made a mental note to sort that out today before turning to Henri and Karyna. “It’s Leah,” I revealed, bitterness coating my voice like poison. I felt Karyna’s worry surge, even without her saying a word. She looked at me with those baby-blue eyes, her gaze filled with concern and thoughts of another threat. Another threat from my family. I clenched my jaw at that. I contemplated whether I should step outside to answer her. Leah knew I acce
Karyna’s POV I'd been eavesdropping on Julian and Henri's conversation after Henri entered. I heard Henri's laughter and Julian's question of what was funny. Henri's response of “everything” was followed by Julian's shocking revelation that made me blink in disbelief. Besides the fox he killed, he had also attempted to harm one of them. Did he see killing as a normal thing? “I was simply bullying her back for you,” Julian stated, walking over to retrieve the bowl of pancakes in my hand. My eyes widened in astonishment. I couldn't fathom his nonchalant attitude towards serious actions like this. I paused my lips, my heart sinking as I gazed back and forth between the Alphas I had fallen hopeless for. I didn't want to think that I had judged them wrongly or I had underestimated their animalistic nature. “I understand where you're coming from, Julian. But you can't go around ending lives or torturing animals just to defend me from bullies or make me accessories,” “I alre
Henri’s POV As I dashed after Karyna, my heart pounded with worry. How could she be so reckless, especially after yesterday's events? The arsonist might still be out there, and here she was, venturing off alone because she was pissed about the death of a fox. Her blind courage angers me and it fills me with worry. Why couldn't she be more concerned about her safety? I finally caught up to her just before she reached the guards who were stationed in front of the house. Without hesitation, I grasped her arm firmly and stopped her in her tracks. “Karyna, stop!” I urged, my voice thick with concern and frustration. “This is just our way of life. It's normal for werewolves to hunt and kill other animals. Hunting and killing are what we do. There's no need to get upset,” I deadpanned. Karyna turned to shoot me an angry glare, her baby-blue eyes revealing bitterness and confusion. “Normal? Are you freaking serious right now?” Her voice trembled as she spoke. “Just because
Julian’s POV The snow poured heavily on me, stinging like a thousand icy needles, yet I refused to halt my sprint. What was supposed to be a simple 15-minute early morning run turned into a relentless sprint fueled by my escalating anger. It wasn't just Henri's continuous provocation to abandon the Pack that fueled my fury. It was the unsettling realization that his reasons were valid, and I might be forced to confront a truth I wasn't ready to face. I was certain he'd only come back to safeguard Karyna and our child. Yet, deep down, I clung to a foolish wish that his return would reignite the memories of the beautiful life we once shared here and he would want to protect the pack, but as I said, it was a foolish wish. It hurt like crazy to admit that he didn't see this Pack estate as home but as a refuge camp, where he could hide from his enemies, and leave at any slight inconvenience. “Do you really think they want me back as their Alpha? All they want is a pack to b
Karyna’s POV In my dreams, Julian and Henri were having a heated argument. Julian was clearly upset, warning Henri never to mention abandoning the Pack, but Henri insisted it was necessary for our survival. I thought it was all just a dream until a loud door slam woke me up, and there was Julian storming off in frustration. “Henri,” I called out, my voice filled with surprise. I saw the worry etched on his face as he locked eyes with me, and I felt a pang in my heart. Did he insist on abandoning the pack because he was triggered by my mention of needing a break from the chaos surrounding us? Henri sighed softly and walked closer, he climbed on the bed and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Morning, sweetheart,” he greeted, his voice above a whisper. Though his tone seemed light, the somber look in his green eyes and the shadow of regret on his face showed he was sad about the argument he just had with Julian. “Did you really believe we will be safe if we abandon the Pack?” I