The air was tense as the four brothers sat in their quarters after the meeting. Zander leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his sharp gaze scanning the room. Aiden paced back and forth, his usual smirk absent. Liam sat on the edge of the sofa, running his hands through his hair, while Matthew stood by the window, his expression blank but his fists clenched.“This is ridiculous,” Aiden finally snapped, his voice breaking the silence. “Father disappears on another ‘trip’ with that gold digger, and we’re left to clean up his mess.”Zander’s jaw tightened, his voice cold. “Focus on the rogues, not on him. Complaining won’t fix anything.”Aiden stopped pacing, turning to Zander with a glare. “Don’t act like you’re not thinking the same thing. He’s abandoned us, and you know it.”“We don’t have time for this,” Liam interjected, his tone calmer but firm. “The pack needs us. The rogues are becoming a real threat, and we can’t let personal issues get in the way.”Matthew finally spoke, his v
The brothers sat in the study, tension thick in the air. Zander leaned over the large oak desk, his hands pressed flat against its surface as his piercing gaze shifted between his brothers. Liam stood by the fireplace, staring into the flames as if searching for answers, while Matthew sat in a leather chair, his jaw clenched, one hand rubbing his temple. Aiden, restless as always, paced the room, his sharp movements betraying his agitation.“We can’t just sit here and wait for them to strike again,” Aiden said, breaking the silence. “We need to take the fight to them.”Zander shook his head, his voice steady but firm. “We don’t know enough about their plans yet. Attacking blindly will only make us look desperate.”“And what about Mia?” Liam asked, turning from the fire to face his brothers. “The rogue mentioned her. If they know what she is what she could become she’s in danger.”Matthew’s gaze darkened. “She doesn’t even know the full truth about herself. If we tell her now, it could
The storm had rolled in like a sudden gust of wind, heavy clouds covering the moon and releasing a downpour onto the world below. Mia stood at the window, looking out at the rain, feeling a sudden urge to run outside and enjoy the rain. The tension inside the house had been building for days, and the heavy air suffocated her. She needed a moment to herself, away from the heavy eyes of the brothers who seemed to be constantly watching her.Without thinking, Mia slipped into her thin nightgown, the cool fabric clinging to her skin. She stepped quietly out of her room and into the hallway, making sure no one was awake. The rain welcomed her as soon as she stepped outside, the cool droplets hitting her skin like a sweet relief. She laughed softly to herself, twirling around in the yard, letting the storm wash away her thoughts.Her movements were carefree, her body spinning with the rhythm of the rain, the wetness of her gown clinging to her curves with every step. Mia didn’t care about t
The rain continued to pour heavily, washing away the heat of the tension that hung thick in the air. The rogue’s presence in the shadows only seemed to amplify the restless energy coursing through the brothers. For a moment, everything seemed to stand still, the air thick with danger and desire, the brothers barely able to tear their eyes away from Mia, who stood frozen under the rain.Her gaze locked with Zander’s, her breath catching in her throat as she felt a wave of unease. The atmosphere had shifted, the weight of it pressing down on her chest. It was as though she could sense the change like the world had just tilted on its axis, pulling everything into a storm of its own making.Before Zander could make a move, the rogue stepped forward, the sound of its boots slapping against the wet ground pulling everyone’s attention away from Mia. It was a malevolent figure, its presence enough to make the brothers’ wolves growl in warning. The rogue was tall, dressed in dark clothing that
The battlefield was a chaotic blur of growls, snarls, and cries of pain as the brothers fought to defend their territory. The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the tension of an impending storm. Mia stood frozen within the protective circle of the four brothers, her heart racing as the clash of wolves and rogues continued around her.Suddenly, a commanding roar split the air, halting the chaos for a brief moment. The sound was so powerful it seemed to shake the ground beneath their feet. Everyone turned toward the source, and there he was Lord Victor Hawthorne.Victor’s towering frame emerged from the shadows, his presence radiating raw power and authority. His broad shoulders and confident stride exuded an unshakable confidence. Even drenched in the rain, his aura was suffocatingly dominant. The battle momentarily paused as rogues and pack members alike froze, caught in the overwhelming presence of the Alpha.“Father,” Zander muttered under his breath, his voice tinge
It was one of those rare mornings when everything seemed peaceful. The house was unusually quiet, and for a moment, I thought I could have some time to myself. I woke up early, hoping to sneak into the kitchen without any interruptions. My plan was simple make coffee, grab some toast, and maybe sit on the back yard for a while. But peace? With those four around? Not a chance.As I poured my coffee and reached for the bread, Aiden walked in. His hair was messy, and he looked like he’d just rolled out of bed. He didn’t say a word, just grabbed the toast from my hand and bit into it.“Seriously?” I glared at him. “That was mine!”“What’s yours is mine,” he said casually, leaning against the counter with that infuriating smirk. “Besides, you weren’t going to finish it anyway.”I turned away, determined to ignore him, but then Zander strolled in. He didn’t even bother pretending to be subtle. He slid onto the stool next to me, resting his arm on the counter and leaning in so close I could
Mia watched from her bedroom window, her heart pounding as she noticed the four brothers heading toward the forest with grim expressions. Their tense body language hinted that something serious was happening. She knew she shouldn’t leave the safety of the house, especially after Matthew’s stern warning, but curiosity burned inside her. What were they hiding?Slipping on a pair of shoes and wrapping a shawl around her shoulders, Mia quietly crept out of the house. The night air was cool and damp, and the faint rustling of leaves filled the silence. She kept her steps light, careful not to draw attention. Reaching the edge of the forest, she crouched behind a large tree, peeking through the foliage.What she saw took her breath away.The brothers were confronting a group of rogues. They moved like a perfectly coordinated unit, their strength and skill evident in every strike and dodge. Aiden’s sharp commands echoed through the clearing as he led the charge, while Zander fought with a da
Mia sat in her room the next morning, her thoughts restless as sunlight poured through the curtains. The events of the previous night replayed in her mind, each detail more unsettling than the last. The rogue’s cryptic words, the brothers’ secret glares with each other , and the tension that had thickened the air left her with more questions than answers. She needed to know the truth, and waiting for it to be handed to her was no longer an option.Her resolve hardened as she threw on a light sweater and jeans. Mia wasn’t the type to sit back and wait. If the brothers wouldn’t tell her what was going on, she would find out for herself. Quietly, she made her way downstairs, her footsteps barely making a sound on the wooden floors. The packhouse was unusually quiet, the faint hum of activity coming only from the kitchen. She found Zander sitting at the table, his hair tousled and a mug of coffee in his hand.“You’re up early,” he remarked without looking at her, his tone laced with suspi
THE END The night was calm, the stars stretching across the sky like tiny silver flames, watching over the world in silent approval. The war was over. The battles, the bloodshed, and the pain were all in the past now. What remained was a future built on love, trust, and unity. Mia stood on the grand balcony of the royal palace, looking over the vast lands that now belonged to her and her mates. The werewolf world had finally found peace. Ryker was defeated, his dark reign nothing more than a distant memory. The truth of his lineage had been revealed he was Lord Victor’s illegitimate son, hidden away in the shadows for years. But unlike Victor, Ryker had chosen the path of destruction, and that path had led to his downfall. Now, as the dust settled, Ryker stood before Lord Victor, holding his newborn daughter in his arms. Emma stood beside him, her gaze soft yet firm, her heart full of hope for a new beginning. Ryker was no longer the ruthless man who had once sought pow
( NOTE: 18+ Ahead read at your own risk) My breasts throbbed and so did my insides as he rammed deeper and deeper regardless of how many times he had come inside me. I had lost count. Punishing me for something he himself couldn't understand. I begged. Pleaded. But it didn't matter. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer with every thrust, until I thought I might break.It was relentless. Bruising. He had no mercy, no restraint. He wanted to take it. And I let him. Cause that's all a vulnerable woman like me could do. The bed creaked beneath us, but it wasn't enough. His rage spilled out. We crashed onto the floor, then the couch, until I was pressed against the cold glass of the window. My skin seared from the icy touch of the pane. Yet he only pressed harder.Pain is the price of betrayal, they say.And I was paying in full.There was no escape. His punishment was for both of us. Every thrust, every bruise, his wrath, his desire.The harder he went, the more his control s
( Note : 18+ ahead read at your own risk ) “ Liam," Mia screamed with a flushed face as he widened her thighs and placed his face between her legs. Matthew gasped in surprise as Liam's tongue boldly slid between her lips, starting from the bottom and licking its way up to a small nub at the top. "You enjoy that, don't you,Mia," Liam moaned, firmly grasping her thighs. "You taste just as sweet as I dreamed about you ." Said Matthew breathed heavily, Mia's chest rising and falling rapidly in anxious breaths as Liam once again moved his tongue between her honeypot before gently sucking her clit into his mouth. "You taste sooo mia, I want to fuck you so damn hard," Liam growled. He wrapped his arms around her shivering thighs and pressed his face against her G-spot. Mia struggled to find something to hold onto, desperately. However, Matthew held her tightly, caressing her breasts and nibbling on her neck, marking his dominance. His thumb gently brushed against the stomach, cruel. She
The journey back to Victor’s villa was silent, heavy with exhaustion and unspoken emotions. The battle was over, but the scars it left both physical and emotional would take much longer to heal.As soon as they arrived, Sarah rushed out of the villa, her face pale with worry. Her eyes frantically scanned the group, pausing when she saw Mia’s weakened state.“Mia!” she gasped, running to her. Her hands trembled as she cupped Mia’s face, her eyes filling with tears.Mia, still weak, managed a small smile. “Mom…”Sarah pulled her into a tight hug, her body shaking. “I was so scared, my child. You….” Her voice broke. “You almost…”“I’m okay,” Mia whispered, though her body said otherwise.Sarah wasn’t convinced. Her gaze fell on Emma, and suddenly, she stiffened.Emma’s bracelet.Sarah reached for Emma’s hand, her fingers brushing over the bracelet. A sharp gasp escaped her lips.“Dear,” Sarah whispered, her eyes wide with realization. “Never remove this bracelet.” Her hand moved to Emma’
Ryker staggered through the hospital doors, his body trembling with exhaustion. Blood dripped from his shoulder, soaking through his torn shirt, but he barely noticed the pain. His eyes searched the room desperately …..Emma.And then he saw her.Emma lay on the hospital bed, her pale face turning toward him. Relief flooded her features, but it was nothing compared to the sheer devotion and longing in Ryker’s eyes. Without a word, he moved forward, his legs weak but determined.“Emma…” His voice was rough, raw from battle.She gasped softly, tears spilling over as she tried to sit up. “Ryker…”He collapsed onto his knees beside the bed, his head dropping against her stomach. His arms wrapped around her, holding her as if she might disappear. Emma’s fingers tangled in his blood-matted hair, trembling as she pressed a kiss to his forehead.“I thought I lost you,” Ryker murmured, his voice thick with emotion.Emma cupped his face, her thumb brushing against the bruises on his cheek. “You
The battlefield was chaos, blood, growls, and the clash of fangs and claws filled the air. The stench of death mixed with the metallic tang of blood as bodies fell one after another.Ryker, Liam, and Matthew stood at the center, their bodies drenched in sweat and blood, yet their energy was far from drained. The vampires surrounding them were fast and ruthless, but they were no match for three enraged Alphas.A blood-curdling howl escaped Liam’s throat as he shifted into his massive black wolf, his fur bristling with raw power. Without hesitation, he lunged at the nearest vampire, his jaws locking around its throat. The creature screamed, its skin burning under Liam’s lethal bite before turning to ash.Matthew followed suit, his enormous grey wolf slamming into a group of vampires, sending them flying. He clawed through them mercilessly, his silver eyes glowing in the dark. One vampire tried to escape, but Matthew was faster. He caught it mid-air, crushing its skull with his powerful
The battlefield was drenched in blood, the scent of war thick in the air. Ryker fought like a beast unleashed, his claws slashing through enemies without hesitation. Every strike sent vampires flying, their bodies crumbling under his raw power. His eyes glowed with rage, his wolf pushing for control as he tore through the army that dared to invade his land.Liam, Matthew moved in perfect sync, their brother bond stronger than ever. Matthew’s swift agility allowed him to dodge and counter before his enemies could blink. Liam’s brute strength made each attack lethal, Charles' sharp instincts ensured no vampire got too close. Aiden, however, fought with fury unlike before his movements driven by an emotion he refused to name.Matthew was a force of nature, his claws drenched in blood as he ripped through vampires like they were nothing. His deep growl sent shivers down the spines of their enemies. "You dare challenge an Alpha in his domain?" he roared, snapping the neck of the last fooli
The battlefield roared with chaos, the air thick with the scent of blood and burning flesh. The war had reached its peak, and Ryker stood at the heart of it, his eyes locked onto Lucian, the vampire prince who had planned this bloodshed war. The two powerful Alphas, one of the wolves and one of the vampires, stood face to face, their hatred for each other burning hotter than the flames consuming the pack lands.Lucian smirked, his crimson eyes glowing under the blood moon. "Look at you, Alpha Ryker. Desperate. Weak. Losing everything you've sworn to protect."Ryker clenched his fists, his claws elongating. "You think this is over, Lucian? You think I'll let you walk away after what you've done?"Lucian let out a dark chuckle. "Oh, but I’m not walking away. I’m here to end you. And once you’re gone, Emma will be mine. Your precious Luna, the mother of your heir, she's already half mine. The dark magic is working its way through her veins as we speak. She will submit, Ryker. Just like y
Lucian stood in the center of his dimly lit chamber, his crimson eyes fixed on the image of Emma writhing in pain within the magical orb. A twisted smirk played on his lips. He had spent years planning this, waiting for the perfect moment to strike at Ryker’s heart, and now it was within his grasp. With every drop of black magic seeping into Emma’s soul, she was slipping further into his hold.“The process is nearly complete,” the Witch Queen murmured, her voice like silk laced with venom. She stood over a large, ancient tome, her fingers dancing over the pages as she chanted in the forbidden tongue. Dark energy swirled around her, feeding off the torches that lined the walls.Lucian turned to her, his voice cold as ice. “Finish it before I return. I want her fully under my control before Ryker has the chance to interfere.”The Witch Queen’s eyes gleamed with amusement as she met his gaze. “You underestimate the bond between mates, Lucian. Even in pain, even when she’s on the brink of