LOGINAVA
Noah: Good morning, Princess.
Callum: We’re going to the club tonight, little one. Care to join us after you show us all up in training again?
Ava: I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
Noah: Good, you promised Theo and I an Ava sandwich.
I snorted when I read that, my coffee coming out of my nose.
Theo: And we plan to hold you to that promise.
Ava: Of course, boys. You two can dance with me first.
Theo: I call being in front.
Noah: No fair!
Ava: Tell you what. You two spar this afternoon, whoever wins, goes in front.
Oscar: Or, the four of us spar, the winner is in front, the runner up behind.
Ava: Maybe next time. You and Callum had me in between you last night, it's Theo and Noah’s turn.
Artemis purring in my head distracted me from the chat. “I could go for all four of them fighting over me.”
“Of course you could,” I retorted. “Not helpful, Artemis.”
School blurred past, and before long, we were at the training ground. I was standing next to Beta Alexander, waiting for everyone to arrive. “Before we start today, Beta, Noah and Theo have a score to settle. Mind them sparring first?” I asked him over the mindlink.
He raised one eyebrow. “What's the score to settle?”
I didn't want to give him the whole truth, so I… adapted it. “Who gets to dance with me first tonight.”
He laughed, hard, drawing curious looks from around the field. “Subtle, Beta.”
“Sorry, Ava. Are my sons not in the running?”
“If it was up to them they would be, but they danced with me last night, so they're banned from this duel.”
He snorted. “Be my guest, Ava.”
Once everyone was here, I opened the class with my little announcement. “Good afternoon everyone! We are going to be working on some new techniques this afternoon, and Beta Alexander and I will be picking the pairs ourselves to throw you all off your game. Whilst the Beta and I sort the sparring pairs out, two of our boys here have a score to settle. Theo, Noah, come on up here!”
They scowled at my smirk, and again at Beta Alexander’s. It was obvious that I'd told him what was going on.
“Get to it, boys. Whenever you're ready. Beta, would you mind starting a stopwatch? We'll call it a day if they reach fifteen minutes, and they'll have to flip a coin or something.” I grinned at them both, motioning them to start.
It was a much longer spar than expected, but that did give the Beta and I time to sort out pairs for the afternoon's lesson.
At exactly 14 minutes and 37 seconds, Noah pinned Theo to the ground, ending the fight.
“Well done you two,” Beta Alexander called out. “Enjoy your dance, Noah.” He smirked over at his sons; their faces weren't impressed.
I snorted at the look on their faces, trying not to cry with laughter.
Isabella came back to mine with me after training to get ready for our night out. The boys were all meeting us outside the pack house at 7pm, and from there, the Beta was going to drive us all to the club.
The twins all looked unbelievably good, their dark jeans hugging their legs, and tailored shirts showing off their muscles. The Alpha twins had left their hair messy, whilst the Beta twins had gone out of their way to style it perfectly tidily.
The four of them were just staring at me when we walked up to them, their eyes taking in my little black dress that I'd paired with bright red heels. I spun on the spot for them, showing off the open back of my dress and the slight glimpse of my ass that could be seen when I moved.
“Alright you five, get a room,” Isabella chuckled. She could talk, Leo was undressing her with his eyes.
“Cough, pot, cough, kettle,” I laughed at her.
“Shut it, Ava,” she growled; a growl I returned with a smirk.
Beta Alexander had us dropped off in no time, but not before he threatened both his and the Alpha’s sons that he'd knock them on their asses if they hurt me.
They all winced; they knew he could. The only other person that could take all four of them was me.
Izzie and I made a beeline for the bar, settling on stools and ordering three vodka shots and a mojito each. We sunk the shots quickly, before relaxing to sip mojitos whilst we watched the boys still stalking towards us.
Once we’d finished our cocktails, Izzie and I walked to the dance floor, finding a space right in the middle. She grabbed my hand, spinning me in a circle, before we both started swaying our hips to the music.
“Leo’s staring at you,” I whispered in her ear. She turned to look at him, winking and blowing him a kiss, never stopping dancing with me.
“And you have four incredibly sexy men watching you,” she giggled, and then laughed harder when she saw the jealous look on Leo’s face.
“I’m going to get Noah to join me,” I whispered in Izzie’s ear. She smirked, before turning to get Leo.
I glanced over my shoulder to where the boys were all sitting, blowing them a kiss. I met Noah’s eyes, before holding my hand out in an invitation to join me.
Noah might as well have run to the dance floor, his hands landing on my hips as I moved and dipped. I wrapped my arms around his neck, before motioning for Theo to join us.
The beta boys looked jealous, but they could join us later.
Theo’s hands appeared on my hips just below his brother’s, his hips pressing against my ass, his lips trailing up the left side of my neck. I tilted my head to the side, giving Theo access to the expanse of my neck, his brother watching my face intently as my mouth opened at the sensation of them surrounding me.
I danced between them, my hips swaying to the music, and I could feel just how happy both of them were to be there with me. Noah’s mouth moved to the right side of my neck, his tongue teasing across the sensitive skin.
I moaned between the two of them as they teased the sides of my neck with their lips, teeth and tongue. Theo’s hands moved up over my stomach and ribs to tease across my breasts over my bra, whilst Noah’s hands slid to my ass, pulling my body even tighter against him.
“I need to go get a drink,” I whispered, trying to control my breathing as I darted out from between them. I took their hands, leading them with me towards the bar. Once we had drinks, we grabbed Oscar and Callum before settling into a booth in the corner.
I had Noah on my left, Theo on my right, Oscar and Callum directly opposite me. Noah and Theo’s hands landed on my thighs, their fingertips teasing up and down my skin. Oscar and Callum were having some kind of silent exchange, and once that was done, they both turned to me, smirking. “Do you trust me, Ava?” Oscar’s voice was low, gravelly.
I nodded.
At my nod, he slid under the table until he was on his knees. At the same moment, Noah and Theo used their grip on my thighs to tug my legs apart, and I worked out why when I felt Oscar’s breath along my core.
Artemis was purring in my head at being at the mercy of four wolves who she felt were more than worthy of us. At the first stroke of Oscar’s tongue through my lace underwear, I whimpered, my fingers digging into Noah and Theo’s legs. Callum was staring at me intently, watching how I was reacting to what his brother was doing to me.
Oscar’s fingertips pulled my underwear to the side, and at the first touch of his tongue to my bare flesh, I had to stop a moan bursting from my throat and my head falling back.
My fingers tightened on Noah and Theo’s legs when Oscar pushed a finger inside me and wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking it into his mouth. “Give in, Ava. Give in to what he’s doing to you,” Callum whispered, a smirk on his face.
My orgasm was waiting in the wings, just waiting for me to give into it. I turned towards Noah, crashing my mouth into his to stop my moans in their tracks as my orgasm hit me, and hard.
Oscar kept his finger moving inside me as I came back down from my high, the tip stroking my sensitive flesh.
When he got back out from under the table, his face and chin was wet, and I felt like I was a little cross eyed. When he licked his fingers, savouring the taste, I thought I'd melt into a puddle of goo.
“You really do come very prettily, princess,” Noah whispered in my ear.
Where Oscar had been exuberant, Theo was intense—his movements controlled but charged with emotion. His hand at my waist was protective, his eyes rarely leaving my face as we moved through the steps of a traditional wolf dance."You should rest soon," he murmured, ever vigilant. "You've been on your feet for hours.""I'm pregnant, not invalid," I reminded him, though his concern touched me. "Besides, I'm enjoying myself too much to stop now."His expression softened slightly. "You do look happy, Ava. Happier than I've seen you in years.""I am," I admitted, the simple truth of it swelling in my chest. "Completely, utterly happy."The dance ended, and Callum stepped forward for the final royal pairing of the evening. His style was different again—solid, reliable, but with moments of surprising grace. He held me securely, creating a bubble of calm amid the swirling activity of the ballroom."You'll tell me if you need to leave," he
"Tonight, as we celebrate the conclusion of our festival, I ask you to carry this spirit of renewal forward. To nurture the seeds of hope in your own hearts and communities. To remember that even the longest wait can culminate in blessings beyond imagination."I could practically feel the curiosity from my Kings—this wasn't the ending we'd rehearsed. But I couldn't help myself. The joy I carried demanded expression, even if veiled in metaphor."Let us dance tonight not just to mark an ending, but to celebrate the countless beginnings that await us all. For I believe with all my heart that this coming year will bring wonders we have only dared to dream of."I raised my glass, and the hall followed suit, hundreds of goblets lifting in unison."To our kingdom," I declared. "To our future. To dreams fulfilled."The response was immediate and thunderous—cheers and raised glasses, wolves standing from their seats to honor the toast. As I turned
I stood before the mirror in our royal chamber, fingers tracing the emerald silk of my gown where it draped over my still-flat stomach. Six weeks pregnant with twins, and not a soul knew beyond the five of us. The secret nestled beneath my heart felt like a flame—warm, bright, growing stronger with each passing day. Tonight marked the end of our Christmas festival, culminating in the Grand Ball where I would address our kingdom surrounded by my four Kings. My speech, carefully crafted to celebrate renewal and future joy, now held deeper meaning than anyone but Callum, Oscar, Theo, and Noah could possibly understand.*You look radiant,* Artemis murmured within me, her presence warm and satisfied. *Our pack will see your glow and wonder.*"Will they guess?" I whispered aloud, smoothing the fabric once more. The gown had been designed months ago, before I'd known about the pregnancy—its empire waist a fortunate coincidence that now served to conceal any changes my bod
I nestled deeper into the nest of pillows my kings had insisted on arranging around me, watching the last light of Boxing Day fade beyond our windows. My body ached pleasantly from the celebrations—not from any strain, as they'd barely let me lift a finger, but from the constant, joyful tension of containing emotions too large for my frame. Two days of knowing I carried twins, of watching revelation and wonder bloom repeatedly on four beloved faces, had left me simultaneously exhausted and more alive than I'd ever been. Artemis hummed contentedly within me, her presence a warm blanket wrapped around the tiny sparks of life nestled beneath my heart."Comfortable?" Noah asked, his voice a low rumble as he settled beside me, one hand automatically reaching to adjust a pillow that didn't need adjusting."Any more comfortable and I might melt into the mattress," I replied, smiling as Oscar flopped dramatically across the foot of our enormous bed, his blonde hair still d
I couldn't stop grinning. Even as I helped Theo arrange the silverware on our private dining table, my face ached with the strain of a smile that refused to fade. Twins. Ava was carrying twins. After five years of waiting, of watching hope flicker and dim in her beautiful green eyes with each disappointment, our queen was pregnant with two pups. The knowledge buzzed through my veins like the finest champagne, making my movements jerky with barely contained excitement. Dionysus prowled restlessly within me, his joy manifesting as a constant, pleasant pressure against my consciousness."Oscar, the forks go on the left," Noah reminded me, his voice gentler than the correction would normally warrant. Even he, our most composed king, couldn't hide the tremor of excitement in his hands as he folded napkins into elaborate shapes."Right. Left. Same difference," I replied, quickly swapping the utensils while throwing a glance toward the bedroom door. "Shouldn't Callum be b
Silence fell over the bed as they processed the clues, each looking from their box to the others', piecing together the fragmented riddle. I held my breath, watching comprehension spread across Oscar's face first—his eyes snapping to mine, lips parting in shocked delight."Ava?" he whispered, the single word loaded with question.I nodded, tears already gathering in my eyes.Callum caught on next, his steady gaze locking with mine as understanding transformed his features. His hand moved instinctively toward my stomach before freezing mid-air, as if afraid to touch me.Noah and Theo realised almost simultaneously—Noah with a sharp intake of breath, Theo with a sudden stillness that seemed to stop time itself."You're pregnant," Noah said, the words not a question but a statement filled with wonder. "You're actually pregnant."Tears spilled onto my cheeks as I nodded again. "Six weeks," I confirmed, voice breaking with emotion. "I







