Alpha Nathan’s POV*A WEEK LATER*“What are you saying!” I yelled at the top of my voice, throwing the glass of whiskey at the wall, shattering it into pieces. The trackers standing before me flinched and stepped back cautiously.“We’re sorry, Alpha Nathan,” Justin, the head tracker, said cautiously, stepping back as though my rage might strike him next. “We’ve searched every pack in London. My other teams are combing through Spain and neighboring countries, but we can’t do much without her scent,” Justin’s words shattered my heart into pieces.It had been a week since Benita vanished. Seven excruciating days, and we still had nothing—no leads, no clues, no sign of her. It was as if she had been swallowed by the earth itself. No one could explain how she managed to leave the mansion and boarder without being caught. I interrogated all the men on duty that night, but no one admitted to seeing or helping her leave. I had threatened everyone with everything I could, but eventually, I rea
Nathan’s POVAunt Anne went silent for a moment before speaking again. “I thought you believed she was using charms on you…”“She wasn’t!” I cut Aunt Anne off rudely.Aunt Anne raised a brow. “How do you know?” she asked, and I clenched my jaw.“Because I can feel it, Aunt. What I feel can’t be a spell. It can’t be,” I spat in pain. The love I felt in my heart couldn’t be from a spell. I was sure of it.“If that’s so, then the wooden sculpture—who did that?” Aunt Anne asked, and I lifted my gaze to look at her with confusion. It seemed she was onto something.“What are you trying to say, Aunt?” I asked, but she simply shrugged her shoulders and stood. “If you believe Benita never cast a spell on you or your mate bond, then it means she was set up. Perhaps you should start by interrogating her father, who brought the wooden sculpture in the first place.”With those words, she turned and began making her way to the door but then stopped and looked back at me.“Nathan, you can’t force so
Five years laterBenita's POV“Miss Benita, your attention is needed,” Rita, one of the caregivers, said in a panicked tone. Hurriedly, I stood to my feet and followed her. We went to the children's ward, where she led me to the bed of a two-year-old child who was convulsing. I didn’t waste time asking questions. I scooped the trembling child into my arms and sat down, cradling her against my chest. Closing my eyes, I released my healing abilities, focusing on calming the girl’s erratic movements. Slowly but surely, her convulsions subsided until they ceased entirely.“She is fine,” my wolf whispered, confirming her healing. A sigh left my lips, and I slowly pulled the child back and looked into her face to see her sleeping soundly. “She is fine,” I said to the caregiver, who had a big, bright smile on her face as she took the baby from me and laid her on the bed.I stood and watched the child sleep peacefully.I stayed for a moment, watching the girl as she slept, her small chest ri
Alpha Nathan’s POV “Alpha, it’s happening again. Her condition is getting worse,” Victoria, my mother’s personal maid, said, her voice trembling with panic. I didn’t wait another second. Rising swiftly from my chair, I rushed out of my office, my heart pounding as I raced to her room. When I arrived, I saw the healers surrounding her, their hands glowing as they channeled their powers to ease her suffering. My breath hitched at the sight of her frail form, her face contorted in pain, her body almost lifeless against the bed. I stepped closer, my legs shaky, and gently took her hand in mine. Her fingers were icy, a chilling reminder of how close she was to slipping away. “Mother, I’m here,” I whispered, leaning close to her ear. But her eyes remained shut, and the agony etched on her face made my chest tighten painfully. Tears blurred my vision as I watched the healers do their best to alleviate her pain. Their magic shimmered faintly in the dim light of the room. The energy seeme
Benita’s POV“Hi, Benita.” A familiar voice called from behind me, and I turned to see Aunt Anne standing there.“We need to talk. Follow me,” she said and didn’t wait for a response before walking toward her office.Confused, I followed her into the small room tucked away in the orphanage. She motioned for me to sit on one of the single couches. I obeyed, lowering myself hesitantly as she took the seat across from me.Curious about what was happening, I studied her face. I could tell she wasn’t looking happy. She had been away for months and had just returned, only to request to see me with such a bothered expression.“What’s wrong?” I asked cautiously, my mind instantly racing to Nathan. Did he find me? The thought sent a chill down my spine. It wasn’t fear of him that unsettled me, but the idea of seeing him again after all these years.“Tell me, Benita, how was Luna Anita to you?” Aunt Anne asked.I furrowed my brows in confusion. Why was she suddenly asking me this after all these
Benita’s POVI walked into the garden, where I met Aunt Anne having a cup of coffee as she gazed at the blooming flowers in the orphanage garden. When she noticed me approaching, she looked my way with curiosity. “I believe you are here to tell me your decision, but I want you to know that whatever you decide, I will accept it. I won’t force you to do what you don’t want to do,” I nodded and sighed, taking the seat beside her. Silence lingered between us before I finally spoke. “Where will Theo and I stay?” I asked, voicing one of the many concerns weighing on my mind. Of course, I didn’t want to stay in the mansion if I returned to the pack.“You’re forgetting I’m from there too,” Aunt Anne replied with a small smile. “My father was once the Alpha of Snow Moon Pack. I still have more than two apartments there. You and Theo can stay in one of them.”Relief washed over me, knowing at least one problem was solved. “I’ll go back with you, but Theo has to come too. I won’t leave him here
Alpha Nathan’s POV“Are you sure of your decision? What if this healer demands something outrageous?” Darius spoke in a worried tone, but I only sighed and relaxed back in my seat. When Aunt had communicated with me and told me the healer wants all her wishes granted if she is able to heal my mother, at first, I refused. Why would she make such a demand? But Aunt Anne assured me that the healer would not wish for anything audacious. She convinced me that the healer might just ask for money, a house, or lands, and that was all. Then she told me the healer would surely heal my mother and the people who were still infected—she was so sure of it. Left with no other option, I couldn’t sit and let my mother die, so I had to agree to accept all her wishes.“Alpha Nathan, you should take back your words and ask her not to come,” Darius pleaded. I could see the fear and concern in his eyes, but my mind was already made up. I was willing to take such a risk for my mother and my people. Besides,
Nathan’s POV My eyes widened as I stared at the bold little boy who had just spoken back to me. “I can’t be the son of a man who caused my mother so much pain she had to run away from him!” he spat, and my eyes widened further. Benita's grip on the boy's hand tightened, her jaw clenching as she glanced at him. “Theo, enough,” she said softly but firmly. Her tone held authority but was also layered with a mother’s love. The boy, Theo, glared at me, his face filled with anger and hate. My wolf whimpered, confused and hurt by his words, but I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him. He had my eyes. My hair. My features. My blood. “Benita,” I began, my voice trembling with a mix of emotions. Shock, pain, and desperation. “Tell me the truth. Is he… mine?” Benita straightened as she met my gaze. “It doesn’t matter, Alpha Nathan,” she said, her voice cool and detached. “I’m here to heal your mother and the infected pack members, as promised. That is all.” “It does matter!” I roared, my wo
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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,