The villa felt eerily quiet after last night’s confusion emotions. Mia sat on her bed, staring at the sunlight filtering through the curtains. Her heart was still racing from the overwhelming feelings she had experienced with her stepbrothers. Each one of them had stirred something inside her, something she wasn’t ready to face.Her mother’s happiness depended on her keeping things normal. I can’t ruin this for her, Mia thought, biting her bottom lip. She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. She needed space, a way to clear her mind and distance herself from the brothers.The sound of muffled voices outside her room caught her attention. Peeking out, she saw Victor talking to Aiden, Liam, and Zander. “The rival packs are moving faster than we thought,” Victor said, his tone serious. “We need to handle this now.”“We can’t leave her alone,” Aiden protested, glancing toward her closed door.“She’ll be fine,” Victor said firmly. “We’ll be back before she even notices.”Mia’s hear
Mia sat on the edge of Emma’s couch, her knees pulled close to her chest as she stared out the window. The warmth of Emma’s home did little to calm the storm inside her. She had run away to clear her thoughts, but her mind was just as tangled as before. Her stepbrothers’ faces, their touches, their words they haunted her, leaving her confused and overwhelmed.Emma walked into the living room holding two mugs of tea. She placed one in front of Mia and sat down beside her. “You’ve been quiet since you got here. Are you going to tell me what’s going on?”Mia sighed, wrapping her hands around the warm mug. “It’s... complicated.”Emma gave her a pointed look. “Complicated is when you can’t decide what to wear for a date. Running away from home without telling anyone? That’s not complicated that’s serious.”“I needed space,” Mia muttered. “That’s all.”Emma frowned. “Space from what? Your new fancy life? Those gorgeous stepbrothers of yours?” She paused, then her eyes widened. “Wait. Did th
Mia stood in the middle of the living room, her heart pounding. Aiden, Liam, Zander, and Matthew surrounded her, their expressions a mixture of concern and frustration. She had expected them to be angry, but the intensity of their emotions left her speechless. The air between them felt thick, every second stretching painfully.“Mia,” Aiden finally spoke, his voice firm but calm, “why did you leave without telling us?”“I needed space,” Mia replied, trying to steady her voice. “I needed time to think.”“Think about what?” Zander demanded, stepping closer. His tone was sharper, more direct, and his piercing gaze made her feel exposed.Liam placed a hand on Zander’s shoulder, as if to calm him. “Mia, we’re not trying to control you. We just want to understand why you felt the need to run away.”Mia looked down, unable to meet their eyes. How could she explain the storm of emotions inside her? She couldn’t tell them about the way her heart raced whenever they were near, or how their touch
The evening breeze carried a gentle chill, rustling the leaves in Emma’s backyard. Mia and Emma stood near the wooden fence, chatting softly. Emma was trying her best to steer Mia’s thoughts away from the tension of earlier events. She had just managed to get Mia to smile when the sound of hurried footsteps caught their attention.Emma’s eyes widened in surprise as a familiar figure emerged from the shadows. “Oh no,” she whispered under her breath.Mia turned toward the approaching figure and blinked in surprise. “David?”David Miller, one of Mia’s classmates from her previous university, stood a few steps away, looking slightly nervous but determined. His sandy brown hair was neatly combed, and he clutched a bouquet of red roses in his hand.“I-I hope I’m not interrupting,” David said, his voice shaking slightly. He looked between Mia and Emma, his gaze lingering on Mia with an expression of admiration.Emma stepped back instinctively, her heart racing. She glanced nervously toward t
David sat on the wooden bench, his hands clasped tightly as he stared at the empty pathway in front of him. The soft rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze filled the air, but his heart was pounding too loudly to let him focus on the serene surroundings. She was coming. Mia. The girl who had been his quiet muse for years, the one who had unknowingly stolen his heart the moment he laid eyes on her back in university.The confession he had made to her earlier had been a mix of courage and desperation. Seeing her after so long, he couldn’t hold it back anymore. And now, she had agreed to meet him here, alone. He told himself it meant something that she cared enough to hear him out.When he finally spotted her approaching, David’s breath caught in his throat. Mia always had this effortless glow about her. She wore a simple dress, her hair flowing loosely, and yet she looked like she belonged to another world. But there was something in her cautious steps, the way she glanced around as th
David stood in the middle of Emma’s living room, his hands balled into fists at his sides. The tension in the air was thick, almost suffocating. Across from him, Mia’s four step brothers Aiden, Liam, Zander, and Matthew stood in a line, their imposing figures casting long shadows against the dimly lit walls."So, you’re the guy," Aiden said, his voice calm but laced with an edge that hinted at his annoyance. His piercing gaze drilled into David, who refused to look away.David squared his shoulders, refusing to be intimidated. "Yes, I’m the guy. The one who cares about Mia enough to stand here and talk to you, even though you’ve clearly decided you don’t like me."Zander let out a low chuckle, stepping forward with a smirk. "You think you care about her? You barely know her. We’ve been protecting her . Where were you then?"David’s jaw tightened, but he held his ground. "I’ve known her long enough to see the kind of person she is kind, selfless, and strong. And I care about her future
Mia stepped into the spacious living room, the soft glow of the evening light filtering through the tall windows. Her heart thumped loudly as she glanced around, only to find Zander lounging on the couch, his dark eyes fixed on her. Aiden was leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed, a faint smirk playing on his lips.“Mia,” Zander greeted, his voice low and smooth. The way he said her name sent a shiver down her spine.She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure. "Zander. Aiden. I thought you’d be busy."Zander’s smile deepened, and he patted the space on the couch beside him. "Come sit with us. We’ve been waiting for you."Mia hesitated. There was something in his gaze, something intense and almost predatory. She glanced at Aiden, who hadn’t taken his eyes off her since she walked in.“Don’t make him ask twice,” Aiden said, his tone teasing but firm.She walked slowly toward the couch, feeling the heat of their stares on her. Her body betrayed her, every nerve ending t
The house felt heavier than usual, as if the walls themselves could feel the tension brewing between the Hawthorne brothers. Mia sat on the couch, trying to steady her breath. She could sense something was about to happen, something she couldn’t stop. The brothers had been quiet since the previous night’s encounter, but their silence was loud with unspoken words.Zander leaned against the kitchen counter, his jaw tight. Aiden stood beside him, his arms crossed, eyes sharp. Across from them, Liam and Matthew sat at the dining table, their expressions a mix of frustration and concern. Mia felt the weight of their gazes, even though none of them were looking directly at her.Finally, Liam broke the silence. “We need to talk about last night.”Zander straightened, his body taut like a bowstring. “What about it?”“You know what,” Matthew said, his voice calm but firm. “This isn’t just about you or Aiden. It’s about all of us.”Mia’s stomach twisted. She didn’t want to hear this. She didn’t
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