MasukThe moment stretched between us, fragile and perfect. Then duty reasserted itself in the form of a clock chiming the hour from the wall. Each resonant tone pulled me further from this bubble we'd created, reminding me of the team assembling in the courtyard, the supplies being loaded into vehicles, the wolves waiting for their king."I have to go," I said again, the words no easier the second time.Ava nodded, rising gracefully to her feet and pulling me up with her. Her hand found the back of my neck, drawing me down to her level as she pressed her lips to mine. The kiss tasted of goodbye and promise, of longing and return. I deepened it, pouring everything I couldn't say into the connection between us—my frustration, my devotion, my unwavering commitment to return to her side.When we parted, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright with unshed tears she would never allow to fall. My queen was stronger than that."I love you," she said simply. "Be safe, be swift, and come back to me
The weight of responsibility settled between my shoulder blades like an old friend as I walked the corridor toward Ava's office. Snow drifted past the tall windows, fat flakes swirling in the bitter wind—much like the thoughts circling in my mind. I didn't want to leave, not when we'd only just found our rhythm again, not with the festival approaching. But the messenger's words echoed in my ears: a northern pack cut off by the storm, families huddled in darkness, supplies dwindling. I flexed my fingers, feeling the phantom touch of Ava's skin, already anticipating its absence. Hermes paced restlessly within me, his anxiety feeding mine as we approached the heavy oak door that led to our Queen.*This is necessary,* I reminded myself, though the words felt hollow. The palace around me hummed with festival preparations—servants hung evergreen boughs along the banisters, the scent of cinnamon and clove drifted from the kitchens, and distant laughter echoed from the great hall where decora
They watched as I gathered my clothes, their eyes following my movements with appreciation that warmed me from the inside out. No matter how many times they saw me, they always looked at me like I was the most precious thing in their world."Dinner tonight?" Noah asked, propping himself up on his elbows. "Just the five of us? I'll make sure we're not interrupted."I nodded, grateful for his understanding of how much I needed these moments with them. "I'd like that."With final kisses and whispered promises, I left them to begin my day, carrying the warmth of our reunion with me like a shield against the cold.Hours later, I sat at my desk in the royal office, the remnants of a hurried lunch pushed to one side as I pulled a fresh sheet of paper toward me. The day had been a whirlwind of meetings, reports, and decisions, but beneath it all ran a current of contentment that made everything more bearable. Every now and then, one of my kings would appear—Noah with a cup of tea and a quick
For a moment, we simply existed together in the warm cocoon of our bed, hands stroking, lips pressing against whatever skin they could reach. I closed my eyes, memorising the feeling of being surrounded by my kings, my mates, my heart split into four pieces outside my chest.Reality, however, had a way of intruding even on perfect moments. The mental list of meetings and duties scheduled for the day flickered through my mind, reminding me that I wasn't just Ava—I was Queen Avelina, and the kingdom needed me.I sighed, reluctantly pushing myself up to a sitting position. "I wish I could stay here forever," I said, running a hand through my tangled curls. "But I have meetings from breakfast until dinner. The northern delegates need their agreements finalized before they leave, and the supply chain coordination for the western territories can't wait another day."Four pairs of eyes watched me, each reflecting a different shade of disappointment. Oscar pouted dramatically, while Theo's ex
I woke to warmth—a luxury I'd nearly forgotten after weeks of cold, solitary mornings. Bodies pressed against me from all sides, a living fortress of muscle and skin. Four distinct heartbeats synced with mine, their breaths creating a gentle rhythm that filled our bedroom. My kings. All four of them, surrounding me at last. I kept my eyes closed, savoring the weight of Callum's arm across my waist, the heat of Noah's chest against my back, Theo's leg tangled with mine, and Oscar's fingers threaded through my hair. After weeks of emptiness and duty, I was whole again.*Finally complete,* Artemis purred in my mind, her contentment washing through me like honey. The early morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, casting the room in a soft golden glow. I breathed deeply, letting their scents mingle and fill my lungs—Noah's pine and leather, Theo's cedar and rain, Oscar's cinnamon and citrus, and Callum's sandalwood and musk. The combination was intoxicating, a perfume more prec
The security office was located on the lower level of the palace, a warren of rooms filled with monitors and communication equipment. Joseph Matthews, the head of palace security, had established systems that blended traditional wolf patrols with modern technology. He was efficient, thorough, and utterly devoted to his job—qualities I respected, even when his methods sometimes clashed with my more intuitive approach.I found him hunched over blueprints of the palace grounds, grey eyes narrowed in concentration. His dark hair was cut with military precision, not a strand out of place despite the late hour. He looked up as I entered, surprise briefly flickering across his features before being masked by professional composure."King Callum," he said, straightening. "We weren't expecting you until tomorrow morning.""Made good time on the mountain pass," I replied, shutting the door behind me. "Thought we should finalise the festival security plan before I ge







