David couldn’t shake off the feeling of dread that settled in his chest. After the call ended, the silence in his room was deafening. His phone lay on the bed beside him, the screen dark and still. His mind raced with the implications of what Ryker had said. He was being watched. There was no escaping that fact.The thought of Mia kept him awake, twisting in his gut. He couldn’t even look at her without thinking about the strings Ryker had attached to him. She was caught in the middle of something dangerous, something beyond their control, and David felt powerless to protect her.A knock at his door snapped him out of his thoughts.“David? Are you okay in there?” It was Emma, his younger sister. Her voice was soft, a little hesitant, but filled with concern.David quickly wiped his face with his hand, trying to shake off the emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. “Yeah, I’m fine, Em,” he called out, his voice hoarse. “Just tired, that’s all.”Emma’s voice came again, quieter this
David couldn’t shake off the feeling of dread that settled in his chest. After the call ended, the silence in his room was sinking. His phone lay on the bed beside him, the screen dark and still. His mind raced with the implications of what Ryker had said. He was being watched. There was no escaping that fact.The thought of Mia kept him awake, twisting in his gut. He couldn’t even look at her without thinking about the strings Ryker had attached to him. She was caught in the middle of something dangerous, something beyond their control, and David felt powerless to protect her.A knock at his door snapped him out of his thoughts.“David? Are you okay there?” It was Emma, his younger sister. Her voice was soft, a little hesitant, but filled with concern.David quickly wiped his face with his hand, trying to shake off the emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. “Yeah, I’m fine, Em,” he called out, his voice hoarse. “Just tired, that’s all.”Emma’s voice came again, quieter this time.
The grand ballroom of the luxury hotel shimmered under golden chandeliers, the scent of expensive wine and fresh roses lingering in the air. The business conference had ended an hour ago, and now, the guests mingled, toasting to new partnerships and deals that would shape the future. Lord Victor Hawthorne stood tall, his presence commanding respect. His sharp, calculating eyes scanned the room as he listened to an investor speak about expanding into the European market. Beside him, Sarah held a glass of champagne, smiling politely at the conversation. She had always been good at playing the role of a sophisticated business woman, but tonight, something felt off. A strange uneasiness gnawed at her, making her fingers tighten around the glass. She had been away from home for days now. Though Mia had assured her she was fine before she left, a mother’s heart never rested. The thought of her daughter alone, surrounded by dangers she couldn’t see, made her restless. Victor sensed her
The sharp sound of the hotel door closing behind them echoed through the quiet night. Victor’s mind raced, calculating every possible threat, his hands still clenched tightly at his sides. Sarah’s had faded into quiet, ragged breaths, but the panic that had flooded her veins was still evident in her wide eyes. She was no longer trembling in fear; now, she was focused, driven by the need to protect Mia.Victor’s mind shifted from one plan to the next, each one more brutal than the last. The coldness in his gaze never faltered, the weight of his responsibility pressing down on him. He could sense Sarah’s anxiety, and yet, she wasn’t asking him to slow down or reconsider his decisions. She was ready to fight for Mia, just like he was.“Victor,” Sarah whispered through the silence, her voice tight, almost desperate. “We need to get to her. We need to make sure she’s safe.”Victor didn’t respond immediately. He was already on his phone, barking orders to his men, ensuring that all exits
The moment Victor stepped into the villa, his fury exploded. His eyes darkened, his jaw tightened, and his hands clenched into fists. The sight of Mia trembling in Sarah’s arms, her small body marked with bruises, was enough to break something inside him. He had trusted his younger brothers to protect her, to guard this house, and they had failed.His blood boiled as he reached out through the mindlink, his voice cutting through the connection like a blade.“Aiden! Liam! Zander! Matthew!” His tone was raw with authority, not as a brother but as Alpha Victor Hawthorne. “Where the hell were you?”There was a pause before his brothers responded.“Alpha?” Aiden’s voice came first, confusion lacing his words. “What happened?”Victor’s eyes flickered to Mia, who buried her face in Sarah’s shoulder. His rage intensified.“You were supposed to protect her! You were supposed to guard this house with your lives! But instead, she was attacked! She was left alone, scared because of you!”Silence
The silence inside the villa was thick, almost suffocating. Mia had fallen asleep in Sarah’s arms, exhaustion pulling her into an uneasy rest, but Victor, Aiden, Zander, Liam, and Matthew stood in the main hall, their expressions hard, their rage barely contained.Victor’s presence was suffocating, his Alpha aura pressing down on his sons like a weight, demanding answers. His jaw was clenched, his sharp eyes scanning each of them, and the air crackled with barely restrained fury.He had trusted them. He had left Mia in their care, believing that no force would dare touch her with them around. But now, she has been attacked. Someone had gotten past them. Someone had played them for fools.And Victor Hawthorne did not take betrayal lightly.His deep, rumbling voice shattered the silence.“You will tell me exactly how this happened.” His tone was not of a father but of an Alpha demanding answers. “Now.”Aiden was the first to step forward, his face twisted in frustration. “We don’t know.
The silver coin shattered in Victor’s palm, leaving behind a faint, pulsing energy in the air. A signal. A call. A demand. Somewhere in the darkened lands beyond their reach, the Bloodhound would feel it. And he would come.Sarah watched Victor, her chest tightening. She had seen him like this before: calm, focused, deadly. It wasn’t just about revenge. It wasn’t even about justice. This was a war declaration.She swallowed, taking a step forward. “Victor…” Her voice was softer now, lacking the earlier anger. “If you bring Killian into this, there’s no turning back. He won’t just kill the ones responsible. He’ll destroy everything in his path.”Victor’s eyes flickered toward her. “Good.”Sarah shook her head, frustration burning in her veins. “I don’t want innocent blood spilled. Mia wouldn’t want that.”Victor’s jaw clenched. “Mia wouldn’t want to be lying in pain either, but here we are.”Sarah’s breath hitched. His words were cruel, but they were true. The reality was brutal. Someo
Killian’s presence filled the room like a storm rolling in, unpredictable and charged with energy. He had always been like that loud without saying much, a force that could shift the balance in any room he entered. But now, there was something darker beneath his usual smug confidence. Something cold.Sarah met his gaze, searching for a trace of the boy she had once known. The one who had spent sleepless nights debating philosophy with her, who had dared her to break rules just for the thrill of it. But the man standing before her wasn’t just a reckless troublemaker anymore. He was a hunter. A killer. A weapon that Victor had just unsheathed.Yet, despite the years, despite the blood on his hands, Killian still had the nerve to smirk at her like nothing had changed.“You really haven’t aged a day, sweetheart. What’s your secret? Hate? Or just stubbornness?”Sarah huffed, folding her arms. “And you still talk too much.”Killian’s grin widened, like he enjoyed the challenge. “I’ll take
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