Benita's POVI was healing the remaining infected children in the courtyard when I noticed my father walking toward me. His presence alone was enough to make my chest tighten, but I kept my focus on the little girl in front of me. He didn’t stop until he was standing a few feet away, his expression a mix of surprise and desperation.“Benita,” he said, his voice shaky as he reached out for me. Without thinking, I pulled my hand away, my frown deepening.“Please, you have to come with me. Your mother… she’s at home, dying,” he said, panic and desperation in his voice.There was a time when hearing something like that would’ve shaken me to my core. I would’ve dropped everything, rushed to her side, and done whatever I could to save her. She was my mother, after all. She birthed me. But that was five years ago. That naive, forgiving version of me was long gone.“I’m sorry, I can’t go with you,” I said, turning my attention back to the little girl in front of me.My father dropped to his k
Benita’s POV My father’s face went pale, his body trembling as the weight of my demand hit him. Gasps filled the air as the infected members of the pack reacted to my words in stunned disbelief. “If you can do that, then I will heal your precious wife. But if you can’t, then…” I trailed off, looking away from him as I focused on the little girl who had been standing longer than expected. I smiled at her and healed her, then gestured for the next child to step forward. Just as I was about to begin, my father spoke. “I will speak.” Gasps rippled through the courtyard as my father knelt before me, trembling, his face as pale as a ghost. His hands shook as he clasped them together, desperation written all over his tear-streaked face. “I’ll speak,” he choked out again, his voice barely audible. The infected pack members standing nearby exchanged stunned looks, their murmurs filling the courtyard. Even Nathan stood still, his eyes narrowing as if trying to piece together the pu
Benita’s POV The car stopped in front of a familiar building. A building I was supposed to consider my home—the place where I had spent twenty long years of my life. But calling it home felt like a cruel joke. This building wasn’t home; it was a prison—a place that held countless painful memories I had fought so hard to forget. I stepped out hesitantly, my heart heavy with pain as the memories began to rush back like a dam breaking. I could almost hear the sharp, disapproving tone of my mother, berating me for every little thing. “Benita, why are you so useless? Why can’t you be like your sister?” The comparisons were endless, and regardless of what I did, I was never good enough in her eyes. I remembered the countless nights I cried myself to sleep, clutching a pillow to muffle the sounds of my sobs so no one would hear. Not that they would’ve cared. Mother always dismissed my tears, claiming they were manipulative or weak. “Stop crying. You’re just doing it for attention. No o
Benita’s POV “What truth?” My voice trembled as I forced the words out. Pain throbbed through my entire body, but I pushed it aside. I needed to know. Needed to hear what they’d kept from me. “What truth? Tell me!” I demanded impatiently. I was still in Alpha Nathan’s arms, who was seated on the floor. My head was resting on his chest, finding comfort in his embrace. Mother and Father exchanged glances, their guilt, and hesitation obvious on their faces. Finally, Mother turned towards me, her frail hands trembling as she clasped them together. Her voice was low, almost apologetic. “Benita, there’s something we should have told you a long time ago,” she began, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “What is it?” I pressed, my voice barely above a whisper. She hesitated again, looking at Father as though seeking his approval. He nodded, his face lined with an emotion I couldn’t quite place. “We aren’t your biological parents,” she confessed, her voice breaking. For a moment, I co
Alpha Nathan’s POVAfter laying Benita on the bed, I pulled the blanket over her and called for a maid to watch her until I returned.When I walked into my study, Darius was already waiting for me.“You sent for me? Is everything okay?” he asked, his eyes filled with concern.I shook my head and sank heavily into my chair. “Benita’s parents… they’re not her biological parents,” I revealed, my voice low.Darius didn’t look the least bit surprised. Instead, he leaned back, arms crossed. “Oh? How did you find out?”His calm reaction caught me off guard. I narrowed my eyes at him. “You don’t seem surprised, Darius,” I said, studying his expression.He shrugged nonchalantly and settled into the chair across from me. “I had my suspicions. Think about it, Nathan. If they were her real parents, they’d never treat her the way they did. It was obvious.”He wasn’t wrong. Memories of Benita’s isolated existence in that household surfaced in my mind—how Nina was the golden child while Benita was t
Alpha Nathan’s POV When we reached the grand hall, Alpha Zach was already waiting. The moment his eyes landed on Benita, a warm smile spread across his face. He strode toward her with confidence and stopped right in front of her. “Lady Benita,” he said, his voice deep and charming. Without hesitation, he took both of her hands in his, pressing tender kisses to each one. “It is an honor to finally meet you.” I stiffened, my wolf growling low in my mind. The sight of another man touching her, no matter how innocent it seemed, made my blood boil. Benita, on the other hand, looked startled. “I… I’m sorry, do I know you?” Alpha Zach chuckled, his eyes sparkling with admiration. “Not personally, but your reputation precedes you. Your healing skills are known throughout my pack, and I had to see for myself the woman behind such incredible abilities. Now that I have, I must say, the stories don’t do you justice.” He let go of her hands, but not before his gaze lingered, taking in her fea
Benita’s POV “There’s only one way to find out,” he said, and before I could process his words, he sealed his lips over mine. I gasped in shock, but he didn’t flinch; instead, he deepened the kiss. My mind screamed at me to push him away, to stop this madness, but my heart and body betrayed me. A soft moan escaped me as I pulled him closer, matching his intensity. It had been five long years since I’d felt his touch, and it was as if a dormant part of me had awakened, roaring to life. He groaned against my lips, kissing me with the desperation of a starved man, while I struggled to keep up with his fiery pace. My senses were slipping away, lost in the heat of the moment. I felt his hands slide under my towel, his fingers grazing my sensitive skin and sending shivers down my spine. One hand cupped my breast through the towel, his touch igniting every nerve. I moaned and kissed him deeply, wanting more of him. His fingers moved up, brushing against my entrance, causing me to mo
Alpha Nathan’s POV “Nina…” I stuttered with widened eyes I instinctively took a step back. My heart raced at the sight of the person standing before me. She looked exactly like Nina—no, she was Nina. I couldn’t mistake Nina for someone else. This was Nina standing before us with her usual sly smile spread across her face. “Nina…” Benita gasped, just as shocked as I was. Everyone in the room was frozen, staring as though we’d all seen a ghost. But this was no ghost—this was Nina, alive, standing before us with that same smug expression, though she seemed older, harder, as if life had carved something darker into her soul. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry as my mind raced to piece together the impossible sight before me. Nina. She was supposed to be dead. She was dead. Yet here she was, alive and smirking like she had been waiting for this moment. But something about her had changed—her eyes held a darker glint, and she seemed older, more guarded, as if she had endured year
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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,