One sacred rule in the Silver Frost Pack: siblings can never be mates. Until the moon goddess decided to play a cruel joke. Killian Fenrirson would kill anyone who dared look at his little sister. As the pack's feared enforcer, protection runs in his blood. But when forbidden desires start haunting his dreams, the very sister he swore to protect becomes his sweetest temptation. Faye has always lived in her brother's shadow, safe in his unwavering love. That is, until his touch starts burning through her skin and his growl sends shivers down her spine. Now, every moment together is both ecstasy and torture. But someone in the pack has been watching. Waiting. When jealousy ignites into murderous rage, buried secrets claw their way to the surface. Blood will stain the snow. Bonds will shatter. And one of them will discover just how far they'll go to claim what was never meant to be theirs. In the Silver Frost Pack, forbidden love doesn't just kill—it devours.
View MoreFeya's POVI was sitting beside Alpha Blake in the grand living room of the pack house, the flickering fire casting shadows over the stone walls. The low murmur of conversation filled the room as everyone continued to enjoy the festivities, but I couldn’t seem to focus. My fingers tapped nervously on the armrest, my mind elsewhere. Alpha Blake was talking, his words slipping by me like water, not really reaching me.Then it came—the beep. A soft sound at first, almost inaudible over the low hum of chatter. I ignored it. But then, it came again. Another beep, then another. My phone.I glanced down at it, the persistent vibrations vibrating through the surface of the coffee table. I almost dismissed it, but something told me I shouldn’t. My fingers shook as I reached for my phone, pulling it towards me with a deep, unexplainable sense of dread in my chest.The screen lit up, and my heart sank when I saw the string of notifications. Debits. So many debits.I blinked, staring at the numbe
Killian's POVI don’t know what the hell came over me, but the moment I pulled Feya’s debit card from my pocket, I felt like the whole club was at my fingertips. The glint of gold was almost too tempting.“Another round for the whole damn bar,” I said to the bartender, flashing the card with a grin. He raised an eyebrow at me, but when he saw the card, he nodded without hesitation.Zane, standing next to me, looked like she’d just seen me steal a diamond. “Wait a minute. You’re really doing this?”I shrugged, leaning against the bar, watching the bartender start pouring shots and cocktails for anyone within arm's reach. “Why not? It’s a night to remember, right?”Zane was still staring at me, her head tilted like she was trying to figure me out. “You don’t strike me as the type to throw around money for no reason.”I chuckled darkly, grabbing the drink the bartender slid my way. “It’s not about the money. It’s about the moment.”Her eyes narrowed, a smirk playing at the corner of her
Killian’s POVThe cold air hit me like a slap in the face as I walked down the long, winding path away from the house. My hands were shoved deep into the pockets of my jacket, the bitterness of the evening biting through the fabric. I could still hear the faint sounds of laughter and clinking glasses from the dining room, but I couldn’t stay there. Not with him in there, with her sitting so close to him.I should’ve left sooner. I should’ve known it would eat me alive, but no. I had to watch it unfold. Feya, sitting beside Alpha Blake, all radiant and doe-eyed. It’s like she didn’t even see me anymore. She didn’t see the bond we had, didn’t care about the things we had shared. She was lost in the idea of him. And that hurt. It hit harder than I wanted to admit.I gritted my teeth and shoved the thoughts aside. No. I wasn’t going to let this mess with me. Not tonight. Not anymore.I pulled out my phone, tapping on the contact I had been avoiding for far too long. Zane. The only one who
Feya’s POVThe table was set, the silverware glinting under the soft overhead light, and the scent of freshly prepared food filled the air. It was the kind of dinner that had always been meticulously planned by my father—a display of power and status. Tonight, though, it felt different. Tonight, the guest of honor wasn’t just some high-ranking pack member; it was Alpha Blake.I had barely slept, and my mind had been racing ever since I’d heard the announcement. Alpha Blake would be here tonight. I had never been more excited. And why wouldn’t I be? He was everything. Charismatic, powerful, magnetic. When I’d seen him just once before, he’d looked at me like I was the only person in the room. That look, that energy, had stayed with me.Killian, on the other hand, was a storm cloud in the distance. He was seething. His anger had only intensified the moment he’d heard the news. I could feel it, the heavy tension that had thickened the air between us. The way he kept avoiding my gaze, the
Killian’s POVI gripped the steering wheel tighter than necessary as I drove Feya back to the pack house. The silence between us was almost suffocating, but I could sense something in her that had shifted. She’d been more energetic than I expected when we went shopping—practically bouncing through the aisles like a child, her excitement impossible to miss. It was like she was on cloud nine, and for some reason, that made my chest tighten in a way I couldn’t quite explain.I stole glances at her as we drove, noticing how her smile seemed to linger long after we left the shop, how her fingers gently grazed the bags as if she were holding something precious. But the closer we got to the pack house, the more I began to wonder what was really going on inside her head. She hadn’t said much since we left the store, only occasionally looking out the window, lost in her thoughts.The tension was building in the pit of my stomach, gnawing at me. I wanted to ask her what had her so happy, but so
Feya's POVThe hum of chatter from the workers drifted to my ears as I stepped into the hallway. At first, it was just the usual buzz, the mundane talk of everyday chores, but then I caught something that made my heart skip a beat. I lingered on the top step, letting the voices of the two workers below seep into my mind."Did you hear? Alpha Blake's coming back to the pack tomorrow," one of them said, her voice a little too light, too excited.I leaned against the railing, my fingers gripping the wood just a little too tightly, but I couldn't stop myself from feeling the rush of anticipation that surged through me at the mere mention of his name. Alpha Blake. I smiled, trying to mask the flutters in my chest, but the other worker’s response soon wiped the grin off my face."I know, I heard. He's my crush too," she said with a giggle.My breath hitched, a knot tightening in my stomach. I couldn’t have heard that right. She couldn’t be serious. I clenched my jaw, fighting to keep my com
Feya’s POVI heard my father’s voice reverberating through the walls, his words still searing through my thoughts. The echo of his anger seemed to crawl under my skin, a constant reminder of how I could never get things right, never be enough. I didn’t have the energy to face him again, to hear him tell me how I was a disappointment, how I failed him, how I failed everyone.I couldn’t breathe with his voice hanging in the air, so I did what I always did when I wanted to escape: I walked. My feet carried me down the hall, though I didn’t have anywhere in mind. Just somewhere away from the heaviness of this house, away from my father’s rage.I ended up in the living room, standing by the window, staring out at the empty yard. The air was stale, and the mansion felt suffocating, cold even though it was summer. I felt cold. And that’s when I spotted it: the landline sitting on the side table.It was a relic, an old lifeline I hadn’t used in ages, but right now it felt like the only thing
Feya’s POVI stood at the balcony, my arms crossed tightly against my chest, watching them from a distance. There they were—Killian and Zane—sitting together on that bench in the garden, like some perfect pair, laughing, talking. His laughter, a sound that used to feel like home, now grated against my nerves like sandpaper. The way Zane lounged against him, as if it was normal for them to be so close, so comfortable.I couldn’t take it. My stomach churned. I hated seeing them together like that. Especially with Zane. I really don’t like her. The thought echoed in my mind like a mantra. I hissed several times under my breath, the anger bubbling beneath my skin, like a hot wire I couldn’t control.I felt so exposed standing here, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t tear my eyes away. I should’ve been used to it, used to the way she always managed to slip into places she didn’t belong. But I wasn’t."Why are you snickering, Feya?"The voice came from behind me, cutting through my thoughts. I
Killian povWeeks laterI shifted uncomfortably as Zane's fingers dug into my thigh, and I let out a sharp wince, the sudden pain snapping me out of my thoughts. Her gaze was teasing, but there was an underlying seriousness behind it."What was that for?" I hissed, shooting her an irritated look.Zane didn’t seem to care much, her lips curving into a playful smirk. "You weren’t listening to me," she replied, her tone light and carefree, though I could hear a hint of concern buried in it. She tilted her head back, eyes searching the sky above us.I grunted, rubbing my thigh absently. "What were you saying again?"Her expression softened as she settled back into a more comfortable position on my legs. “I asked if you’ve settled your issues with Feya. Both of you are siblings, you don’t have to keep dancing around each other like this."I sighed, the weight of her words sinking deeper into my chest. The truth was, I hadn't settled anything. I hadn’t even been able to look her in the eyes
Faye’s povTonight is going to be the best night of my life.I have dreamed of this night since I was a child. The night where I will finally find my mate. The night where the person destined to love me will complete me in ways no one ever could. I had always known who it would be — Young Alpha Blake, the man I had loved in silence as long as I can remember. The one whose name I had written in my diary. He's the man I had always prayed to the Moon Goddess for, in hopes that, no, believing that on the day of the Mating Ceremony he would choose me. That he would be mine.And it was today.Music, laughter, and chatter filled the air. The golden decorative lanterns swayed from the tree branches, casting low glow over the sea of faces in the crowd. The night was thick with excitement as the pack gathered under the full moon. Everywhere I looked, couples were finding each other, happy and glad that they had found each other. It was the last selection. I was next.I walked to the center ...
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