AzuraI munch on the snacks he had kept in his cupboard for himself as he takes a shower in the bathroom, and I feel he is not that bad after all. Ryker is cold and arrogant, but he keeps his word. That's what I admire about him, despite my hatred for him. My dad used to say that even the worst person will have good quality; no one is completely bad or completely good, and all of us are made with flaws that we should learn to accept.My eyes moisten as I miss him and feel so lonely after coming here. I’m wearing a mask and living a life full of risks that can get me into trouble or, worse, get me killed. Why did you leave me alone in this brutal world, Dad? The sound of the door opening makes me jerk, and I wipe the tears off my face. I leave the bag of chips on the small dining table that we have in the room and go to the bathroom to wash my hands, not meeting his eyes.“Are you full or still want more snacks?” Ryker asks, sitting on the bed with the laptop on his lap. He is the Al
Azura“Let’s leave,” Ryker pulls my hand but I refuse to leave without hearing his reply. “Of course, I will reject her as she is my fucking fated mate, and then I will marry her stepsister, who is head over heels for me and will make a better Luna than her,” Nicholas replies casually while my wolf howls in pain, not wanting to go through the pain of rejection. The pain of rejection is so brutal that many weak she-wolves die, not able to endure the pain. My wolf hates him after what he did to us, so she prepares herself to go through the rejection process. The pain would be better than living with such an asshole for life, she frowns. Besides, we’re too strong to die from the pain of rejection. “I can’t miss the chance to participate in the Alpha combat just because of not having a Luna,” he adds with an annoying laugh.“I’m also considering taking my girlfriend as my Luna after the training. I can’t wait for my fated mate, and frankly, very rare wolves can find their fated mates n
Ryker“Only a good fuck can calm me down now,” she tells me, breaking the kiss. “You’re standing in front of the right person. I will calm you down, Zu.” I promise her, holding her chin and looking into her eyes with so many emotions rising in my heart. She opens her mouth to respond, but I shut her up by pressing my lips against hers in a hungry kiss. The monster in me isn’t anything close to done with her yet. The taste of her lips is as sweet as it was when I kissed her for the first time. The only thing that has changed is her feelings for that bastard. My wolf prances in my head jubilantly, begging me to not stop and taste every inch of her. The tingles rush through my body when she rakes her hands over my chest and back as I kiss her roughly exactly how she needs it right now. I feel so proud of myself as I realize that I was her first and so gentle with her when she was scared of getting hurt during penetration, but now, she has turned into a woman who didn’t want anything
Ryker“Fuck me, Ryker. Fuck me so hard that I forget everything else,” she demands seductively, her voice laced with fury, reminding me that she hasn’t cooled down completely.My beast snarls within me in rage when Nicholas’s words play in my mind, and I realize that he was just pretending to love her to hurt her in the end, just to take revenge on me and show me that she will choose him over me. “I will fuck you so hard that your body will recognize only my touch. I will erase the memory of the dirty hands that ever touched your body or soul,” I promise her, meaning every word that I uttered, and I see a small smile playing on her lips as she nods her head in approval. I don’t know what has gotten into me to make me so emotional, but I know that only she can awaken these emotions in me and make me lose my grip on my emotions. She doesn’t even know how perfect she is…“Tell me to stop if it gets unbearable,” I tell her, kissing the tip of her nose and then moving to her neck. My li
AzuraI feel something hard poking into my back, and I rub my eyes, forcing myself to open my eyes. I purse my lips when I realize that it’s his dick, and the memories of last night flash in front of my eyes, making heat creep on my cheeks. He groans, tightening his grip around my boobs and pressing his face against the crook of my neck. My heart starts racing, feeling the emotions that I have been running away from for a long time. I haven’t felt this much desired and satisfied since he last touched me. Whenever Nicholas and I got physical, it was like we were trying our best to reach our peak and feel the satisfaction that I wanted to feel so desperately, but I didn’t enjoy it as much as I did with Ryker. It feels so natural and spontaneous with him; he awakens the desire within me that I had buried deep inside a long time ago. My heart is overwhelmed by a heavy burden of guilt when I realize what I did last night. I demanded that he fuck me like a whore. I wasn’t even in my sen
RykerThe sound of her alarm makes me frown, forcing me to get up and as soon as I open my eyes, I sniff the scent of sex and our scents entangled together. A pleasant smile lights up my face, not believing we really shared a wild night. Nicholas’s brutal words hurt her so much and affected her so deeply that she lost control. I hate admitting that seeing her hurt and shutting me off breaks something inside of me and makes me lose my control, turning me into a monster. I turn around and find our adjoined bed empty. I don’t expect her to give me a morning kiss and bless me with her gorgeous smile, right? Shaking off all the thoughts and images of her sexy body reacting to my touch, I make my way to the cupboard to grab my clothes. My wolf is desperate to see her intimate clothes but I’m afraid because I don’t want to get addicted to her intoxicating scent or igniting touch. She has made it pretty clear that it was a one-night stand because she wanted to put her mind off Nicholas’s wo
Ryker“Alpha, the elders have found a substitute in your place and they are holding his Alpha ceremony before even you get out of the academy,” Dante says with his still lowered due to my command.“And you believed that shit to come here?” I ask him icily, feeling Azura’s gaze on me.“Your mother’s cousin has agreed to replace you and none of the pack members want this but they can’t speak to you since you’re here,” he replies in a low tone, fear evident in his features. “The elders are being so crazy stubborn about this. They are not ready to listen to me or the pack members.”I see his worry for me which I appreciate and am grateful to have him on my side but I’m not going to tell him this. I can’t be emotional and appreciate his concern though he has proved his loyalty over and over every fucking time. If I trust anyone, that’s Dante only. I clear my throat and tell him firmly, “Leave from here and don’t feel threatened by their this move. They are just trying to pressure me to h
AzuraI shove my wolf into the deepest corner of my mind, as she has been swooning over Ryker since he carried us in his arms. I can’t withstand his hot remarks anymore, as his proximity is also hard for me to bear. He places me on the bed gently, and it reminds me of how he threw me onto the bed last night, contrary to what he just did. The way he keeps shifting between hot and cold again and again irritates me. He has worse mood swings than women. Ughh… These Alpahs. “Do you want to take revenge on Nicholas and your bitch stepsister?” Ryker asks me grimly, sitting beside me on the bed. I hadn’t thought about Nicholas or Aria since he had taken my mind off him and all the suffocating emotions that I was feeling after hearing my jerk husband’s conversation with his friend, but now that I think of it, I do want revenge. A devilish smirk tugs on my lips as I lock my eyes with him and see the same feeling in his eyes. If I want revenge on my husband, Ryker is the right person to help
AzuraOne Week Later...The Blue Moon hangs like a glowing beacon in the night sky, casting its luminous glow over the packhouse grounds. Tonight is not just any night—it’s the rarest of nights when magic courses through the air, weaving a mystical tapestry between all who gather under its light. It’s as if fate itself has written this moment, for not only is it my wedding night but also the Blue Moon, a time when the most powerful bonds can be revealed. I pray to the Moon Goddess to give me Ryker as my fated mate, but even if she is up to some game and gives me someone else as my second chance mate, I’m determined to reject him in the blink of an eye. I stand in front of the mirror, barely recognizing the woman reflected there. My wedding gown, a masterpiece of silk and lace, hugs my body like a dream. The bodice is adorned with intricate silver embroidery, weaving the shapes of moons and wolves, while the long, flowing skirt spills around me like water, glistening with the light f
AzuraThe smell of sizzling eggs and freshly brewed coffee fills the air as I step into the dining room, the warmth of the early morning sun streaming through the windows. My heart still feels like it’s floating somewhere above my head, ever since last night. The proposal. Ryker. My soon-to-be husband.I smile to myself as I sit at the breakfast table, but the moment I do, I notice something strange—everyone’s looking at me. Elysia’s grinning, Dante’s trying to hold back a smirk, and even Rosie is practically buzzing with excitement.“What?” I ask cautiously, narrowing my eyes at them.Elysia leans over the table, wiggling her eyebrows. “Oh, nothing. Just that your fiancé—" she drags out the word with extra emphasis, “—decided to make a very public proposal last night.”“Very public,” Dante echoes, unable to hide his grin. “I mean, the whole pack was watching.”“And now,” Rosie chimes in, her eyes sparkling mischievously, “it’s going viral. The Alpha’s proposal is the talk of the town
Ryker“Nothing’s wrong,” I assure her, my lips curving into a smile. “In fact, everything feels right. More right than it’s ever been.”Her eyes soften, and I can see the question forming on her lips, but I don’t give her a chance to ask. Instead, I stand up, pushing my chair back as I get down on one knee.The gasps around us are immediate. The pack members who have been subtly watching our every move are now openly staring, their eyes wide with shock and curiosity as a few of them start recording it on their phones. But none of that matters anymore. The only thing that matters is the woman in front of me.Azura’s hands fly to her mouth, her eyes wide with surprise. “Ryker, what are you—”“Azura,” I interrupt softly, pulling the ring from my pocket and holding it up for her to see. “From the moment I met you, I knew you were the one for me. Strong, fierce, and the most beautiful woman I have ever seen—everything I’ve ever wanted in my wife. You’ve challenged me, pushed me, and made m
RykerThe moment she steps out of the bathroom, wearing my shirt and looking both regal and relaxed, my breath catches in my throat. Azura—the one person who can shatter me with a glance and, at the same time, make me feel invincible—is here, wrapped up in my scent, my world, and for the first time in what feels like forever, everything seems right.Her hair cascades down her back, damp from the shower, catching the light in a way that makes her look ethereal, like some kind of warrior goddess who has walked straight out of legend. And yet, there is this softness to her that draws me in. The way her lips curve into a soft smile when she catches me staring, the subtle blush on her cheeks... damn, I’m a goner.I can’t help but shake my head as a light blush creeps onto my cheeks as I recall the moment she came to me, begging me to fuck her and make her forget everything else that’s been running through her mind. She is silly but cute and yet demanding; I absolutely love that about her.
AzuraA sliver of sunlight peeks through the curtains, dancing across my eyelids. I stir, blinking as the warmth wraps around me like a soft blanket. My muscles are sore, my body deliciously tired, but it’s the weight of the arms around me that brings a smile to my lips before I even open my eyes.RykerThe heat of him against my back is grounding, his heartbeat steady and strong, a rhythmic reminder of the night before. Memories flood back, each one sending a shiver down my spine. His touch, his words, the way he made me forget everything but him.I turn my head slightly, catching a glimpse of him still fast asleep. His dark hair falls messily across his forehead, his jaw relaxed, and his arm is draped possessively over my waist. Even in sleep, he doesn’t let me go.He looks so gorgeous even in sleep; his long eyelashes, sharp jawline, square face, and full lips make him look like a Greek god. I give him a small pack on his lips, nose, and forehead. A flutter of emotion tightens my
Ryker “Put me down, Ryker!” She snaps, her voice laced with fury, but I’m already halfway up the stairs, my steps heavy with intent. I don’t stop until I reach my bedroom door, and with one swift kick, I push it open. The sound echoes in the quiet hallway as I stride in, locking the door behind me.I toss her onto the bed, her body bouncing slightly against the mattress, but she quickly scrambles to her feet and tries to run away. Before she can make another move, I’m in front of her, pinning her against the wall, trapping her between my body and the cold surface behind her. Her breath hitches, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and something else—something that matches the heat blazing in my chest.“You want to know what I want, Azura?” I growl, my voice low as I lean in closer, my lips inches from hers. “I want you to stop pushing me away. I want you to stop acting like you don’t feel this, too.”Her breathing quickens, and for a split second, I see a flicker of uncertainty in her e
Ryker“You wanted to dance, right? Let’s go and dance,” I growl, holding her hand firmly when she tries to walk away.Azura stops in her tracks, her back stiffening at my words. She turns to look at me, her eyes blazing with anger, but I can feel the tension in her hand as I grip it tightly. She’s furious, and to be honest, so am I.How could she let another man touch her? Dance with him, no less, while I’m standing here, watching her? Did she think I’d just let it slide? Not a chance.But instead, she pulls away from me with a sharp yank, her lips curling into a mocking smile. "Don’t play with me, Ryker. Go back to your bitch. I’m sure she’s waiting for you on the dance floor."My jaw clenches at her words. "Azura, I wasn’t dancing with her because I wanted to. The Elders—"She scoffs, cutting me off. "Are you going to give me excuses now? And do you expect me to believe you?" She crosses her arms, her stance challenging me, daring me to give her a weak excuse.I grit my teeth, trying
AzuraI can’t help but feel a pang of guilt gnawing at me as I sit quietly, picking at my food. Ryker’s question echoes in my mind. Did you not like the dress I bought for you? How could I have missed that? A part of me feels bad for not going to his room and checking out the dress earlier. He looked so hurt, but he was quick to mask it over with a smile when he got to know that I hadn’t seen it.I glance at him across the room as he chats with some of the warriors; he is looking so hot in that suit. Of course, the women would throw themselves at him. I scan the venue and find the girls staring at him with lovesick eyes. Sighing, I grab my glass of red wine that Xander had brought for me, only to spill it onto my dress accidentally. “Oh no!” I mutter under my breath, blotting at the grease stain with a napkin. Of all the times to be clumsy. As I try to clean it with the tissue, the stain doesn’t go away; it spreads on my dress. My wolf smirks at me; you did it intentionally. I sho
RykerThe chaos erupts when Elysia’s parents storm in. It feels like a crack of thunder, sharp and jarring. My body stiffens, my wolf on edge, ready to act. Elysia’s mother looks livid, her lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line while her father strides toward Dante with a fury that promises trouble."How dare you abduct my daughter?" Her father’s booming voice slices through the peaceful atmosphere, drawing everyone's attention. His eyes blaze with a mixture of anger and disbelief as he takes in the sight of his daughter in a wedding dress, standing next to Dante, who looks caught between panic and determination. I immediately step forward, my protective instincts kicking in, but before I can speak, Andrew and my grandfather appear out of nowhere, moving to intercept Elysia’s parents. Their presence is a calming force, and I see both of them exchange a quick glance before addressing the royal witches.“Wait,” Andrew begins, his voice calm but firm, as he raises his hands to sto