Nathan’s POV “Benita will never forgive you,” Nina said, her voice trembling now, though it was hard to tell if it was genuine or another manipulation. “You’ve done too much damage, Nathan. And when she leaves, you’ll be alone. Again.” “Maybe,” I admitted, my tone softer now. “But I’m willing to take that chance. Because even if I lose her, I’m not going back to you.” Her lips parted in shock, and for a moment, I thought she might lash out, but instead, she laughed bitterly, shaking her head. “You’ll regret this,” she said, stepping back toward the door. “You’ll regret pushing me away, Nathan.” I didn’t say a word. Instead, I walked to the minibar located in my office. I took out a bottle of whiskey, poured it into a glass, and then turned back to face her. “I’m doing a DNA test,” I announced, studying the expression on Nina’s face and realizing she looked unbothered. It was pretty obvious the child was mine. She shrugged. “Suit yourself,” she said and moved closer to me. “What
Benita’s POV “Benita, can you please sit so we can talk?" Nathan pleaded softly, but his calm tone only fueled my anger. “I don’t want to have any discussion with you, Alpha Nathan. Please hand over the divorce papers to me,” I demanded, my voice raised and harsh. Nathan’s lips parted as though he wanted to speak, but instead, he took a deep breath and moved to the desk. I watched him pick up the divorce papers and walk back to me, extending them with a sigh. Furious, I snatched the papers from his hand and flipped through them, my eyes narrowing when I saw his signature was missing. Only mine was there. “And what is the meaning of this, Alpha Nathan?” I asked angrily, our eyes locking. Nathan, with a sorry look on his face, stepped closer to me. “I can’t divorce you,” he said plainly, and my frown deepened. “Excuse me?” I spat angrily. Nathan ran his fingers through his dark hair, frustration evident in every movement. “I can’t divorce you, Benita,” he repeated, his voic
That question hit harder than the last. For a moment, I couldn’t speak. The truth sat like a lump in my throat, and I knew Theo wouldn’t accept a lie—not when he could sense my emotions so well. I finally sighed, brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead. “Sometimes, loving someone isn’t enough.” “He must have hurt you really much?” Theo asked softly. I froze again, the pain I’d been burying threatening to bubble to the surface. “Yes,” I whispered after a moment, my voice barely audible. “But I’m stronger now, and no matter what happens, I will always protect you.” Theo nodded slowly, as if absorbing my words. “I’ll protect you too, Mom,” he whispered, snuggling closer into my lap. I bit back the tears that burned behind my eyes, pressing a kiss to his temple. “I know you will, my brave boy.” Theo was silent, but I knew my smart son wasn’t done. “That girl… she looks just like me, Mom,” Theo grumbled, obviously not happy about it. I sighed and continued stroking h
Benita's POV Nausea twisted in my stomach as the realization hit me—Nina was abusing her. She was hitting her child. Disbelief washed over me as I carefully moved closer, the gap in the door offering me a glimpse inside. The room was dimly lit, and I could just barely see Nina’s silhouette looming over a small figure curled up on the bed. The child—her child—flinched when Nina raised her hand as if to strike. This time, however, Nina stopped short. “I’m warning you,” Nina hissed, her tone dangerously low. “One more noise, and I’ll make you regret it.” The child whimpered but stayed silent, curling into herself, her tiny body trembling under the thin blanket. I couldn’t take it anymore. My hands shook as anger surged through me, stronger than anything I had felt in years. Without thinking, I pushed the door open and stormed inside. “Don’t you dare.” Nina’s head snapped toward me, her eyes narrowing as though caught in the act. “What the hell are you doing here?” she sneered, st
Benita’s POV Tears fell down my cheek as the realization of what I was seeing struck me. This little girl, this little fragile girl, was being tortured, not just by anyone, but by a woman who was supposed to be her own mother. My stomach churned with rage and anguish. My hand hovered over the scars, too afraid to touch them, too devastated to look away. “She’s been hurt. Badly,” my wolf said, her voice trembling with anger and sorrow. Lila whimpered softly, her tiny body curling into mine. I immediately softened, wrapping her in my arms as if I could shield her from the horrors she’d endured. “Shh, sweetheart,” I whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her fevered forehead. “I’m here now.” I whispered again and began unleashing my ability on her to subdue her fever. It worked really fast. Slowly, her breathing steadied, and her eyelids fluttered open. Her little green eyes, which looked so much like Theo’s, stared at me with confusion. “You’re here?” she whispered quietly, and
Benita’s POV Nina turned to Nathan, her face streaked with tears, her voice trembling. “Nathan, you know me! I would never lay a hand on her. The marks…” She choked on her words, glancing at the rest of the family before continuing. “The marks aren’t from me. They’re… they’re from a herbalist.” The room fell silent as everyone stared at her in confusion. Nathan’s frown deepened, and he stepped closer to her, his voice low and filled with anger. “What are you talking about?” Nina sniffled and straightened her posture, her hands clasped tightly together. “Lila’s illness worsened for a while. I… I was desperate to help her. So I took her to a herbalist. He said he could cure her, but his treatment involved… certain methods.” “Methods?” I scoffed, my anger bubbling to the surface again. “You mean whipping her with a cane? You’re lying, Nina!” Nina flinched at my words. “It wasn’t my idea! He said it would draw out the sickness!” she defended, her voice cracking. “Please, come wit
Alpha Nathan’s POV I stood speechless watching her walk away. My wolf growled angrily, urging me to go after her and explain things to her. How could she think I would support Nina over her? No, I wasn’t doing that. It’s just that it’s difficult to believe Nina could hit her child. I was finding it difficult to accept, and besides, Lila herself said the same thing Nina had told us. “You are making things worse for yourself, Nathan,” my wolf snapped at me. I frowned and went back into the room. Stepping back inside, I found Nina on the bed while Lila was wrapped in her arms as she stroked Lila’s hair tenderly. The sight was that of a loving mother and daughter, how could I believe Nina would do that? My eyes went to Lila, and she held my gaze, but nervousness flickered in her eyes, and she quickly looked away. Slowly, I walked over to them and placed my hand on Lila’s forehead, realizing her temperature was normal, and she seemed fine. “How are you feeling?” I asked softly a
Benita’s POV I had my reasons for wanting Nina to leave. In her absence, I could get closer to Lila and give her the courage to speak up and expose Nina for the monster she truly was. But none of that could happen if Nina stayed. The problem was whether Nathan would agree to it. “Alpha Nathan, I’m waiting for your response,” I demanded as I watched Nathan, who stood speechless, staring at me like I had just asked him to commit murder. It seemed my demands were more than he expected. I crossed my arms, tapping my fingers against them impatiently as I waited for Nathan’s response. His silence was starting to irritate me. Here he was, staring at me as if I had asked him to move a mountain. “Alpha Nathan, I’m waiting for your response,” I repeated, keeping my voice steady, though the frustration churned inside me. Nathan exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through his dark hair before meeting my gaze. His jaw was clenched, a sign that he was struggling to find the right words. “Yo
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Still thrusting inside her, Theo moved over to the left crook of her neck and licked it. Then he took out his fangs and sank them into her. Lagertha exclaimed in discomfort, but Theo kept sinking his fangs in until he got a taste of her blood and marked her. Slowly, he pulled away and began licking the spot he had marked while his wolf howled in pleasure. Initially, Lagertha felt discomfort, but through the licks and continued thrusting inside her, the pain was later replaced by pleasure and her wolf was purring. “Mark me,” Theo grunted as he pulled away from her neck, taking his fangs in. Lagertha swallowed. She leaned forward, her lips finding the spot where his neck met his shoulder, her teeth grazing his skin. She bit down, sinking her fangs into his flesh, marking him as hers. Theo groaned, his body tensing, his hands gripping her tighter as he felt the bond form, the connection between them strengthening. “That is it,” Theo moaned in pleasure while she licked her mark, and
Theo pulled his fingers out slowly, and Lagertha bit her lip at the emptiness that followed. A soft gasp escaped her as his thumb gently brushed over her sensitive nipple, sending a shudder through her body. He shifted his weight, settling between her legs, and her breath caught when she realized what was about to happen. “Say it again, my love,” Theo murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with warmth and vulnerability that only she ever got to hear. “Please… I want to hear you say it.” Lagertha hesitated, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. She wanted this—she had never wanted anyone the way she wanted Theo. Her heart was full of him. Still, there was a trembling in her soul, a fear of how deeply she was giving herself. But his presence grounded her, and the love in his gaze made it impossible to pull away. “Please,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire and trust. “Make love to me.” Something softened in Theo’s eyes. He leaned forward and press
He leaned in and kissed her again, this time with more intention. His lips brushed hers slowly, delicately, as if he were savoring the moment. Lagertha's hands clutched at his shoulders, her breath catching as he deepened the kiss, his tongue flicking gently against hers before retreating. Theo pulled back just slightly, eyes never leaving hers. “May I?” he whispered, his fingers grazing the thin straps of her gown. Lagertha nodded, her voice lost to the lump in her throat. Theo slid the straps down her shoulders, the sheer white fabric slowly cascading down her body until it pooled silently at her feet. She stood before him, naked, her breath shallow and skin tingling with awareness. The candlelight caressed every inch of her skin, wrapping her in a warm golden glow that made her look otherworldly. Theo's gaze roamed over her body with admiration, not lust—though the heat in his eyes made her shiver. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice husky. “Even more than I imagined
“Are you nervous?” Lila asked Lagertha, who was standing before the dresser in just a white, transparent, sexy gown. The dress was a gift from Lila. Just a few hours ago, Lagertha and Theo had exchanged vows as husband and wife, and Lagertha had just been crowned as Luna. Guests were still downstairs, music was still playing, when Lila had to drag Lagertha away so she could get her prepared for her first night with Theo. “Yes, I am nervous,” Lagertha responded as she turned away from the mirror and looked at Lila. “But I am excited,” she added with a smile. Lila chuckled and took both her hands. “Coming from someone who has experienced it, I will tell you it is the best experience in one’s life, and especially when you are doing it with a man you love.” Lagertha smiled at Lila, but she was still worried. “What if I don’t match up to his expectations? You know Theo is more experienced with women… What if…” she trailed off. Lila squeezed Lagertha’s hands gently, cutting off her
Lagertha’s POV A big smile spread across my face as I looked through the window, staring at the familiar trees of the pack. It was great to be back home — to be with Theo — who sat beside me, gently stroking my hair. For strange reasons, I could feel he was tense. I couldn’t explain why, but I felt it deep in my bones. Slowly, I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked up at him. Our eyes met, and he smiled. It wasn’t fake, but it wasn’t completely relaxed either. It felt like a smile laced with nerves. “Are you okay?” I asked, worry threading my voice. Theo nodded quickly. “Of course,” he said, placing an assuring kiss on my forehead — but it did nothing to ease the knot in my stomach. Something was definitely up with him. “Are you worried the pack won’t accept me?” I asked, my voice soft. Theo scoffed lightly. “What nonsense. Of course they will. They have no choice, Laggy… You are my mate, and I love you so much. My family loves you too—” Before he could finish his
Lila’s POV Oscar’s home is just a few drives away from the pack house. When we reached his home, his men stationed at each corner of his home greeted us, but we barely responded; all that was in our mind was getting to Oscar’s room. It seemed we were so eager for it. Oscar led me up the stairs and to his room. Reaching his room, we stepped in, and I took in the surroundings. Oscar's room was exactly what I had imagined—clean, simple, but with a distinct masculine charm. A faint scent of cedarwood and something uniquely him lingered in the air, making my pulse quicken. His bed was neatly made, navy sheets stretched tight across the mattress, and a soft glow from the lamp on his nightstand bathed the room in a warm hue. I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do or say. Oscar shut the door behind us, the soft click echoing in the stillness. I turned to look at him, and he was already watching me—his gaze intense, searching, as if he were trying to figure out what I was th
Lila’s POV I checked my wristwatch and realized Oscar’s flight had arrived. Any moment now, he’d be walking out of that terminal, and just the thought made my heart race. It had only been two days since he left, but it felt like an eternity. I missed him so much it ached. I craved him—his arms around me, his lips on mine. I wanted to feel him again. God, I was horny. My wolf scoffed in me, clearly annoying me even more. Where I stood beside the car, leaning on it with my back, I stood beside the car, leaning against it with my back, trying to stay calm as I waited. Passengers began pouring out of the terminal with their luggage, and my eyes scanned the crowd, searching for him. But suddenly an intoxicating smell hit my nose. My nostrils flared. That scent. It wasn’t just intoxicating—it was maddening, wild, and warm, curling into my lungs like it belonged there. My wolf froze, then jolted forward in my mind with a snarl that shook me to my core. Mate. My body straighten
Oscar’s POV “When are you arriving… I’ll come pick you up myself,” Lila said through the mind link, and I chuckled. “Already missing me?” I teased. “Of course I am… you’ve been gone for two days. And good news—Theo and Lagertha are coming back tonight. Theo has a surprise for Lila, and Mother is helping him prepare it. I want you here before they arrive,” Lila muttered, and I smiled. I was happy with how things turned out between Lagertha and Theo. After my fight with Grey, Ma’am Benita told us the truth—that Theo and Lagertha wouldn’t be going through any surgery because Lagertha could see. They hid it from us. She explained why she did, and I understood. “So what time am I expecting to pick you up at the airport?” Lila pressed on. A smile spread across my face. “I’m on my way to the airport… so in the next four hours, I’ll be arriving in California,” I said. “Good… I will be waiting for you. Have a nice trip back, darling. I love you.” My heart fluttered. “I love you,