Liam’s footsteps were quiet as he walked down the hallway, his wolf restless and pacing in his mind. Something was drawing him toward her, an invisible thread he couldn’t ignore.He told himself it was just curiosity. He’d heard whispers, felt the shift in the air since Mia had arrived. Matthew was on edge, more protective than usual, and Zander had hinted Mia is not a simple yet weak girl. But deep down, Liam knew this wasn’t just about her being an outsider in their world.It was about her. Mia.His heart thudded as he approached her room, his senses sharpening. The faint sound of her breathing reached his ears, steady and soft. His wolf growled low, a possessive sound that caught him off guard."She’s ours," his wolf whispered, the voice raw and commanding.Liam hesitated at the door, his hand hovering over the handle. He shouldn’t be here. He should turn around and leave her to rest. But something inside him wouldn’t let him.Slowly, he pushed the door open, careful not to make a
I’m not the type to get all soft and mushy over anyone. It’s not my thing. I’ve seen how that kind of weakness can make you vulnerable, and I’ve never allowed myself to be that helpless,But with Mia… There's something about her that gets under my skin, and I hate it. She’s not like anyone I’ve met before. She’s a force, and I can’t seem to ignore it, no matter how hard I try.Every time I see her, it’s like a punch to the gut. She’s different. She doesn’t shy away from me like most people do. She stands her ground, even when I’m pushing her buttons. And believe me, I do it on purpose. It’s easier to keep her at arm's length if I keep things light, keep her guessing. If I keep teasing her, making her angry, then maybe, just maybe, I won’t feel the pull.But who am I kidding? It’s already there. Every damn time she looks at me with those defiant eyes, every time she stands up for herself, my control slips a little more. My wolf grows restless, and I feel it in my chest, a pressure I can
The four brothers rode in silence, their car speeding through the dense forest that bordered the pack’s territory. None of them spoke, but the tension in the air was almost suffocating. Their father, Lord Victor Hawthorne, had once been a force to be reckoned with a strong, respected leader of the pack. But now? He was a shadow of his former self, caught up in his ridiculous obsession with Sarah, the gold-digging woman he’d married.Zander clenched his jaw, his fingers drumming impatiently against the armrest. He couldn’t understand what his father saw in Sarah. She was manipulative, self-centered, and utterly useless. The thought of her made his wolf stir uneasily, and he pushed the feeling down. “Can’t believe he left us to clean up his mess,” Zander muttered, his tone dripping with frustration.“Typical,” Liam replied, his voice cold. He was staring out the window, his sharp eyes scanning the trees as if searching for some distraction. “He’s too busy playing house with her to notic
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
The sun shone brightly over Whitesand Bay Church, spreading a golden glow on the grand wedding ceremony. The church was alive with joy, laughter, and celebration. Guests were dressed in their finest clothes, whispering in awe about the grand occasion. Emma Steven, the beloved daughter of the Steven family, had just married Ryker Blackwood, the Alpha King.The air smelled of fresh flowers and expensive perfume, and the grand hall was filled with the sound of music and cheerful conversations. But as the celebration continued inside, something unexpected happened at the entrance of the church.Mia Arrives with Her StepbrothersA sleek black car pulled up outside, and the doors swung open. Mia Minton stepped out first, her long dress flowing behind her as she looked up at the church. Her heart warmed with happiness at the thought of seeing Emma again. It had been too long since she last saw her best friend, and she was eager to congratulate her.However, she wasn’t alone.Behind her, four
The morning sun bathed Whitesand Bay Church in golden light, making the white stone building glow against the bright blue sky. The church bells rang softly, signaling the arrival of guests. Inside, the hall was decorated with white roses, golden ribbons, and flickering candles that cast a warm glow over the wooden pews.Emma stood near the entrance, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched her father’s arm. Her white gown flowed like a river of silk, shimmering with every breath she took. A delicate veil rested over her face, but even through it, her nervous yet excited eyes shone.Her father, Dreke Steven, looked down at her, his face filled with pride. He gently patted her hand. “Are you ready, princess?” His deep voice was calm, but Emma could hear the emotion behind it.Emma nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. “Yes, Dad.”Standing nearby were her two brothers, Daniel and David, watching her closely. David smiled warmly, while Daniel, her overprotective elder brother rem
The grand hall of the Blood Moon Pack was filled with warmth, laughter, and the sound of joyous howls as the welcome ceremony officially began. Emma stood beside Ryker at the center, her hands clasped together as she took in the sight before her. The pack members had gathered around, their faces glowing with happiness. Large chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The scent of fresh flowers and burning incense filled the air, making the moment feel almost surreal.Jaxon stepped forward, his expression serious yet proud. “Tonight, we welcome our Luna, Emma, into our pack. Though she is human, she carries the heart of a wolf, and she will stand beside our Alpha as our leader.”A chorus of howls filled the room, making Emma’s chest tighten with emotion. She wasn’t used to such grand celebrations, especially not one centered around her. Ryker gently squeezed her hand, silently reassuring her.Jaxon continued, “As tradition, we offer a toast to our Luna.”Servants moved through the crowd, handi
Emma sat beside Ryker in the car, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her dress as the vehicle moved deeper into his territory. The road was lined with towering trees, their branches forming a natural tunnel that gave the path a mysterious yet peaceful look. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding faster with every passing second.Ryker reached over and gently took her hand, lacing his fingers through hers. “Relax, love,” he murmured, his deep voice soothing. “You have nothing to worry about. They’re going to love you.”Emma forced a smile, but the nerves wouldn’t go away. She wasn’t just meeting his pack, she was stepping into an entirely different world. A world where she was the only human.The car slowed as they neared a tall iron gate. Several guards stood at attention, their sharp eyes scanning the vehicle before they immediately bowed their heads in respect. One of them pressed a button, and the gate creaked open, revealing the vast land of the Blood Moon Pack.Emma’s eyes
The tension in the air was thick as Emma’s father, Dreke Steven, sat in his grand study, his sharp gaze fixed on Ryker. The hunting trip had been grueling, a test of patience, skill, and sheer willpower. But Ryker had proved himself. He didn’t just survive, he dominated. He showed Emma’s brothers that he wasn’t just an Alpha King by title but a man who could stand his ground, protect what was his, and never back down.Now, the final decision rested with her father.Emma stood beside her father’s chair, her hands curled together anxiously. Her brothers, Daniel and David, sat on the other side of the room, their faces unreadable. Ryker, however, was as calm as ever, his piercing eyes locked on Drake's, waiting.After what felt like an eternity, Drake finally leaned back in his chair, exhaling deeply. “So… You didn’t run away,” he said, a hint of amusement in his tone.Ryker smirked slightly. “I don’t run from anything.”David chuckled under his breath, while Daniel remained stoic.Dreke
The morning light filtered through the large windows of the Stevens’ estate,The scent of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon filled the air as the family gathered for breakfast. Emma sat next to Ryker, her fingers unconsciously gripping the edge of her dress. She could feel the weight of her father’s gaze on them, steady and unreadable.Dreke Steven, the powerful and respected head of the family, sat at the head of the table, his sharp eyes assessing Ryker with quiet intensity. Beside him, Daniel, Emma’s eldest brother, leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his expression unreadable but his protective instincts clear. David, the more easygoing of the two, smirked slightly as he stole a glance at Ryker.Emma’s heart pounded in her chest. She had grown up in a home filled with love, never having to fight for approval or acceptance. But today felt different. Today, she needed her family to see Ryker the way she did. Strong. Loyal. The only man who could truly protect her.The clinki
Emma had always been the heart of her family. From the moment she was born, she had been loved, cherished, and protected. Her father, Dreke Steven, made sure that nothing in the world could ever hurt her. She had never known struggle, never faced rejection, never been scolded harshly. She was their little princess, their treasure.Her elder brother, Daniel, had taken it upon himself to guard her like a fortress. He believed Emma was too pure for the world, too naïve to understand its cruelty. Though she was intelligent and capable, she had lived a life free from hardships, where everything had been carefully provided for her. She had never experienced betrayal, heartbreak . And that was exactly how her family wanted to keep it.Her other brother, David, was more observant. He understood Emma better than anyone. Unlike Daniel, who openly shielded her from everything, David had always been the quiet protector, watching over her from the shadows.To them, Emma was not just a daughter or
Fear sits heavy in your chest as you stare at your reflection in the mirror. Your hands grip the edges of the sink, knuckles turning white. The thought of facing your father and elder brother, Daniel, makes your stomach twist in knots. What if they don’t accept Ryker? What if they try to keep you away from him? You can’t bear the idea of losing him, not now, not after everything.A shaky breath escapes your lips, and before you know it, tears well up in your eyes. You don’t want to cry, but the emotions are too much to hold in. You press a hand to your chest, feeling your heart pounding hard.“What if they say no?” you whisper to yourself.A strong pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind, pulling you into a firm, familiar warmth. Ryker. His scent fresh and masculine with a hint of something wild fills your senses, grounding you. His chin rests on your shoulder, his lips brushing against your ear.“What’s running in that little head of yours, baby?” His deep, smooth voice sends
Emma sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her knees up to her chest. The warmth of last night still lingered on her skin, but as she looked at Ryker, a wave of uneasiness formed in her chest. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of the oversized shirt she had thrown on his shirt.Ryker, lying lazily against the pillows, watched her with a smirk. “What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” His voice was deep, smooth, but there was an edge of curiosity in his tone.Emma hesitated before speaking. “Only David knows about us.” Her voice was soft, unsure. “My father and my brothers… they don’t know anything yet.”Ryker’s smirk faded slightly, his blue eyes narrowing as he sat up. “And your mother?”Emma opened her mouth to respond but felt a sharp sting in her chest. Her mother. The mere thought of her made Emma’s throat tighten. Before she could stop herself, her vision blurred, and tears welled in her eyes.“Emma?” Ryker’s voice was now softer, but with a touch of concern. He imme