Emma’s legs ached as she sprinted through the thick, shadowy forest. Her breath came in sharp, ragged gasps, and her heart slammed against her ribs. Where was she? How did she get so lost?The path she had taken from the university had somehow led her into the deep woods, far from the usual trail. The night was unsettlingly quiet, except for the sound of leaves rustling in the wind. Something felt wrong.A shiver crawled up her spine as she heard a noise, a low, guttural growl.Emma stopped in her tracks, her hands trembling as she slowly turned her head. Glowing red eyes stared back at her from the darkness.Her breath hitched.There were more than one. Three. No… four.The figures stepped into the dim moonlight, revealing monstrous, snarling wolves larger than any normal animal, their fur bristling with rage, their teeth gleaming like blades.Emma couldn’t move. Fear had her frozen in place. Her mind screamed at her to run, but her legs refused to obey.What… What were these creatur
Emma’s mind was a storm of emotions as she walked beside Ryker, still trying to process everything he had told her. Werewolves existed. He was one of them. And worse, she had spent the entire night in the forest with him, unconscious, while he protected her from creatures that shouldn’t even be real. It was too much. Her legs felt weak, her chest tight with panic.She wrapped her arms around herself, creating a barrier between them as they walked in silence. The morning air was crisp, the sky still tinged with soft hues of orange, but Emma felt no warmth. Only the cold grip of fear.Ryker didn’t speak. He simply walked beside her, his movements smooth and effortless. Despite the silence, she could feel his gaze on her, watching her every reaction. He was waiting for her to run, for her to scream, for her to accept him. But she did none of those things. She was too confused to react.Finally, she stopped walking. “I need answers.” Her voice was steady, but inside, she was trembling.Ry
Emma couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. It started as a faint unease, a prickle at the back of her neck, like unseen eyes watching her every move. At first, she dismissed it as paranoia, blaming the strange events of the past few days Ryker, the rogue attack, waking up in the forest with him beside her. But as the hours passed, that feeling only grew stronger.She felt it while walking through the university corridors, the subtle shift of shadows in the corners of her vision, the whispers in the wind that faded the moment she turned around. She tried to ignore it, but the fear crawled under her skin like an unwelcome guest.Emma glanced over her shoulder. Nothing. The hallway was mostly empty, students rushing to their next class, chatting, laughing. Everything looked normal, yet she couldn’t shake the sensation of being watched.Taking a deep breath, she shook her head. “You’re overthinking, Emma,” she muttered to herself.But werewolves existed. Rogues existed. And
I don’t know what came over me. One minute, I was minding my business, and the next, I was storming into the cafeteria, ready to kill someone.It all started when I saw him.Ryker.Sitting across from some spoiled, designer-wearing, giggling mess of a girl, casually sipping hot chocolate like he had no care in the world. The sight of her touching his arm, laughing a little too loudly, flipping her perfect hair like she was in a shampoo commercial drove me insane.The cafeteria buzzed with chatter, but one table stood out the one where Ryker sat with her.Victoria Sinclair.The daughter of some wealthy businessman, a girl who thrived on luxury, attention, and drama.Dressed in a skin-tight designer dress, her long manicured nails tapped against the table as she leaned in, too close, laughing at something Ryker said.Emma, standing at the entrance, felt her stomach twist into a painful knot.She didn’t like this.Didn’t like how Victoria’s fingers brushed against his arm.Didn’t like ho
Emma walked briskly across campus, her mind a tangled mess. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss. That impulsive, reckless moment where she had given in, let herself feel, let herself want only to panic and run away.Now, she was avoiding Ryker. Completely.She hadn’t seen him since, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. Facing him meant acknowledging what had happened. And worse, dealing with whatever came next.But life had a funny way of throwing surprises at her. Because today, she wasn’t going to run into Ryker.She was going to run into someone much worse.The afternoon was chilly, the wind biting against her skin as she made her way toward the library. Emma pulled her jacket tighter around herself, her breath visible in the cold air.Then, she felt it.That strange, prickling sensation at the back of her neck. Like someone was watching her.She slowed her steps, glancing around.Nothing.The campus was mostly empty, with only a few students sc
Emma woke up feeling unusually restless, as though the weight of something invisible pressed against her chest. The room was silent except for the faint hum of the early morning outside, yet her mind wasn’t at peace. When she turned over, her phone screen still glowed from the message she had received last night."Be careful who you trust, little lamb. Wolves love to bite."Her fingers hovered over the screen as she read the words again. Caleb.His presence last night had unsettled her, not because he scared her, but because he spoke in riddles that made no sense yet left a lingering sense of unease. His hatred for Ryker was obvious, but she didn’t understand why. What had Ryker ever done to him? Was it just some family grudge? Or was there something deeper, something Ryker had never told her?Shaking her head, she sat up, rubbing her temples. No, I won’t let his words get to me. I know Ryker. He wouldn’t…A shiver crawled down her spine, and the thought stopped midway.Why was Caleb
The moment Mia stepped into the dimly lit bedroom, her breath hitched. Aiden stood near the window, his broad shoulders tense, his back to her as he poured himself a glass of whiskey. The sharp scent of liquor mixed with his intoxicating musk filled the space, and her heart pounded against her ribs.He had been gone for too long. Weeks had passed, and with every day, the ache of missing him had burrowed deeper into her soul. Now, he was finally here, standing within arm’s reach, yet the distance between them felt suffocating.Mia clenched her fists. She should have been angry furious that he had left without a word but all she could feel was the overwhelming need clawing at her insides. The need for his touch, his presence, his dominance.Aiden turned to face her, his piercing eyes locking onto hers. The golden flecks in his irises burned like embers, filled with something raw, something untamed. The silence between them crackled with tension."You’ve been avoiding me," he murmured, v
(Zander’s POV)The moment I stepped into my dark room, my gaze locked onto her Mia, sprawled on my bed, her chest rising and falling with each soft breath. The silky blue satin nightgown barely covered her, exposing the curve of her thigh, the delicate straps slipping off her shoulders. My jaw clenched. She had no idea what she did to me. The scent of her sweet, warm, utterly intoxicating clouded my senses, making my body tense with the restraint I was barely holding onto. I ran a hand through my damp hair, still fresh from my shower, my muscles taut with need. Aiden had his time with her. Now, it was mine. "Fuck," I muttered under my breath, my golden eyes burning with desire. Stepping closer, I hovered over her, my fingers brushing through the soft strands of her hair. I inhaled deeply, letting her scent consume me, the beast inside me growling for more. Her lips were slightly parted, her face serene in sleep, oblivious to the hunger storming through me. I lowered my head
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