Benita’s POV I hated myself. I hated myself for what I had done. Nathan had gone through all that trouble—setting up a beautiful dinner on the rooftop, trying to make things right between us—and I had turned him down. Again. And for what? Because of Nikita? Because of the way I had seen them together earlier? Because jealousy had wrapped itself around my heart and squeezed so tight that I couldn’t think straight? How could I be so cruel? My heart tore even more as I stepped into my room, shutting the door behind me. My heart pounded in my chest, and my feet itched to turn back—to go back to the rooftop, to tell him I was sorry, to sit at that table he had set just for me. But I held myself back. I had already hurt him tonight. What good would it do to show up now when he had probably already left? I swallowed hard and climbed into bed, pulling the blanket over myself. But no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t sleep. My mind kept replaying the look in his eyes, the way his voi
Benita’s POV Darius tightened his grip on my arms, holding me as I struggled to breathe. My entire body trembled, my mind spinning. A plane crash. Nathan had been on that flight. I swallowed the lump in my throat, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. “Have you tried reaching him through the mind link?” My voice came out shaky. Darius's jaw tightened, his expression filled with worry. Just like me, he was on the verge of crying. “I did. There's no response.” My wolf whimpered inside me, her fear echoing my own. I sucked in a deep breath, forcing myself to stay upright. “I have to try.” Closing my eyes, I focused on the bond, the connection that tied me to Nathan—the mate I had been so cruel to last night. My heart raced as I reached out, calling for him through the link. “Nathan?” Silence. I tried again, panic gripping me. “Nathan, please. Answer me.” Nothing. Tears spilled down my cheeks. “No… no, no, no.” My voice cracked as I shook my head. He couldn't be gone. I
Benita’s POV I was combing my hair in front of the mirror when the door to my room burst open. Theo and Lila rushed in, their faces filled with panic and worry. “Theo, Lila? What is it?” I asked while abruptly getting to my feet. Theo was the first to speak, his voice trembling. “Mother, it's Father. We were with him, playing in his room, and he just fainted,” Theo said in panic. My heart stopped. “What?” I gasped and didn't give it a second thought before racing toward Nathan’s room. I raced down the hall, my heart hammering in my chest. The thought of Nathan collapsing filled me with fear. Had he been hiding an illness? Had something happened while I wasn’t looking? I didn’t stop until I reached his room, pushing the door open with force. “Nathan…" But I froze. The sight before me was nothing like what I had feared. Instead of finding him unconscious on the floor, I saw roses—dozens of them—scattered across the floor, their petals creating a sea of red. White ca
Benita's POV The door pushed open, and Xavier, dressed in a black, well-tailored suit, walked in. The moment his eyes fell on me, he smiled widely and moved over. When he got to where I stood with the bouquet of flowers in my hand, he gently placed a kiss on my forehead and then pulled away, his eyes shimmering with tears. “You look so beautiful, Benita. Our parents would be so glad wherever they are,” he said, and a bitter smile appeared on my face. I wished they were here to share this joyous day with me. “You are a beautiful bride,” he added, and I smiled. “So, tell me, are you ready?” he asked. I nodded. “So ready,” I said with a soft chuckle. Xavier smiled and brought forth his arm, which I took, and then he led me out of the room. The wedding was taking place in the pack hall, a building attached to the mansion. As Xavier led me down the hallway, my grip on his arm tightened slightly. My heart raced, not with nervousness, but with excitement. This wasn’t my first wedding,
Third person’s POVAs Nathan pushed open the bedroom door, the warm glow of candlelight flickered across the room, casting soft shadows against the walls. The bed was decorated with red rose petals, a trail of them leading from the entrance to the grand four-poster bed. The scent of fresh roses lingered in the air, mingling with the faint spice of Nathan’s cologne. Benita stepped inside first, her gaze sweeping over the beautifully decorated room. A soft smile curled on her lips as she turned to face Nathan, her eyes filled with desire. He watched her, his intense gaze locked onto hers, dark and filled with the urge to touch her. Slowly, he stepped behind her, his hands coming up to the zipper of her gown. His fingers grazed her back as he tugged it down, the silky fabric parting with ease. “You’re breathtaking,” he murmured, his lips brushing the curve of her shoulder as the gown slid down her body, pulling at her feet. Wearing nothing but a lacy slip underneath, Benita turned to
Benita’s POV Nathan withdrew from my pussy, a smug smirk curling on his lips as he looked down at me. His mouth descended on my breasts again, his tongue flicking over my nipples before he sucked one into his mouth. I arched my back, moaning, my body still trembling from the waves of pleasure he'd just given me. Just as I started to catch my breath, his fingers found my clit, teasing me with slow, deliberate circles. A sharp gasp left my lips as my wolf purred in delight. His right hand worked its magic between my legs, his mouth suckling at my breast, while his left hand massaged the other, kneading the soft flesh. Different sensations coursed through my body, setting every nerve on fire. My thighs trembled as he plunged his fingers into me, thrusting in and out, stretching me, teasing me, driving me insane. My moans filled the room as I gripped the sheets, desperate for more. He moved faster, his fingers curling inside me, stroking that perfect spot. I clenched around him, my wa
Benita’s POV Nathan’s warm hands roamed over my body, sending shivers down my spine. His fingers massaged my breast, rolling my nipple between them, making me moan as I arched into his touch. My lips trailed along his neck, sucking and biting softly, reveling in the way his body responded to me. I could feel him hardening again for the third time as I rocked my hips against him, rubbing my aching core along the length of his dick. The friction sent jolts of pleasure through me, making me desperate for more. Without hesitation, I spread my legs wider, inviting him in. Nathan settled between my thighs, sliding into me effortlessly, our mixed release from earlier making the movement seamless. A deep groan escaped me as he filled me, stretching me just right. My fingers clawed at his shoulders, my hips moving to match his thrusts. Every stroke sent waves of pleasure through me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. Our moans tangled in the air, raw and unfilt
Epilogue Five Months Later Benita POV “Are you ready, guys?” I asked, crouching in front of Theo and Lila. They both nodded eagerly, their eyes gleaming with excitement. They could barely contain their giggles as they clutched the edges of their jackets, hiding the surprise we had planned for their father. “All right then,” I whispered. “Let’s go.” Hand in hand, we made our way toward Nathan’s study. The door was slightly ajar, and I could hear his deep voice over the phone, his tone sharp and authoritative—no doubt discussing something important. But the moment he caught sight of us standing at the threshold, his entire demeanor shifted. His expression softened, and a rare, genuine smile spread across his face. Without hesitation, he ended the call, setting his phone aside. “Well, well,” he mused, leaning back in his chair, his piercing eyes filled with curiosity. “To what do I owe this surprise visit?” Theo and Lila exchanged glances before grinning mischievously.
Lagertha’s POVToday was the Goddess Festival, a night where wolves gathered under the full moon to celebrate the Moon Goddess. It was one of the biggest events in every pack, and for me, it would be the night I finally unite Oscar and Lila. My plan was simple.After dressing in one of the elegant gowns Beta Oscar had gifted me, I tied my hair into a ponytail and slipped on my footwear. Taking one last look at my reflection, I whispered to myself, “You can do this.” Tonight, I was going to tell the family the truth. Not the whole truth, but just enough. They might be disappointed, but it was better than living a lie.“Do you think it will go well?” my wolf’s worried voice echoed in my head.“Hopefully, it does,” I sighed, grabbing the white envelopes from my bed. Inside each one was a letter explaining that Oscar and I could not marry. I made sure to take the blame, writing that it wasn’t Oscar’s fault—that I had begged him to marry me, so I wouldn’t remain an outcast. But I couldn’t
Lagetha's POVI needed to speak with Beta Oscar about our next plan, so I decided to meet him in his room. I knew he had been there all day, probably drowning himself in work.Reaching his door, I knocked, but there was no response. I knocked again, and this time, I heard the sound of slow, heavy footsteps from inside. When the door finally swung open, Beta Oscar stood before me, looking like a shadow of himself. His hair was a mess, as if he had been running his hands through it repeatedly. His eyes—though dry—were swollen, evidence that he had been crying.For a moment, I couldn’t speak. I didn’t know what to say. When he realized I wasn’t going to, he left the door open and turned away, silently inviting me in.Confused, I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. My gaze landed on him again—he was now seated on the couch, a glass of whiskey in his hand. My stomach twisted when I noticed the empty bottles scattered on the table and how the room smelled of alcohol.My concern de
Alpha Theo’s POV “What did you just say?” I asked, barely able to believe what Lila had just told me. She shrugged. “I accepted Dominic’s proposal.” “No… you didn’t.” I cut her off, my voice sharp with disbelief. I wanted to say more, but I didn’t want anyone eavesdropping on our conversation. Without another word, I took her hand and led her toward my study. Once inside, I shut the door firmly and turned to face her. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked, my voice low but demanding. “What I should have done a long time ago,” she replied blankly, folding her arms across her chest. “Dominic? You don’t even like him. He’s been chasing after you for years, and you’ve never shown the slightest interest. What changed? Is this because of Lagertha and Oscar?” I asked, already knowing the answer. Lila swallowed hard, her gaze shifting away from me. She seemed lost in thought for a moment before she finally spoke. “It’s useless to keep hoping that one day he’ll love me when it
Alpha Theo’s POV I led her deeper into the woods, the crunch of leaves beneath our feet the only sound between us. When we reached a clearing, I finally turned to face her, a smirk playing at my lips. Lagertha stood tense, her expression nervous, her arms wrapped protectively around herself. The fear in her eyes sent an unexpected pain through my chest. Did she truly think I would hurt her? “Why did you bring me here? So you can kill me in silence?” she asked, her voice steady despite the fear flickering in her gaze. I scoffed, slipping both hands into my pant pockets. “And yet, you followed me?” She frowned and parted her lips to say something, but no words came out. Rather, she kept staring at me with that look of anger, but even in her angry state, I found her so cute! “Why are we here?” she asked finally. I tilted my head. “To see your wolf.” Her frown deepened. “I’m not showing you my wolf.” I scoffed and took a step closer. “Yes, you will. We have a deal, remember?” I s
Alpha Theo’s POVI could see the terrified look in her eyes as she waited for my command. There were so many things I wanted to demand of her—to ask her to call off her marriage with Oscar. Why would she want to marry a man she didn’t even love? I wanted to ask her to stop taking my breath away, to stop smelling so intoxicatingly alluring that I couldn’t control myself or my wolf. I wanted to tell her to stop making me feel this way—the unbearable urge to claim her, to mark her.For God’s sake, I was supposed to hate her. What the hell was happening to me?Composing myself, I looked at her, considering my next move. I needed to give her a task, something she couldn’t refuse. Then, something clicked in my mind.Her wolf.I hadn’t seen her wolf yet. And damn it, my wolf was growing restless, desperate to see it.“In twenty minutes, leave the mansion and wait for me outside,” I ordered.Lagertha’s brows furrowed. “Why?”I scoffed. “You’ll find out later. Now, unless you want to stand the
Lagertha’s POV “I'm so happy for you, Leggy. You deserve to be happy." Mother Lagertha had been buzzing with excitement all morning as we prepared breakfast. She seemed absolutely thrilled, going on and on about the wedding—about how Beta Oscar would be the perfect husband for me. I felt bad, knowing all of this was just an act. “Lagertha, Alpha Theo requests that you bring him a cup of coffee in his room.” One of the guards’ voices cut through my thoughts. A frown tugged at my lips, and my wolf huffed inside me. With a heavy sigh, I prepared the coffee just the way Theo liked it, grabbed the tray, and left the kitchen. When I reached his door, I hesitated before knocking, my pulse quickening as his intoxicating scent wrapped around me. “It’s open,” his deep voice called from inside, softer than usual, none of the usual harshness in his tone. Taking a steadying breath, I pushed the door open, stepped inside, and closed it behind me. Turning around, I met him standing at the
Lagertha’s POV I took a deep breath and stared at my reflection in the mirror. “You can do this, Lagertha,” I whispered, trying to steady my nerves. My wolf stirred within me. “Calm down. It's just a family dinner,” she soothed. But she was wrong. This wasn’t just any family dinner. It was my first time sitting at the same table with Oscar’s parents, Theo’s parents, Oscar’s siblings, Theo’s siblings, Theo and Oscar—all in one room. And I had to pretend to be in love with Oscar, right in front of Alpha Theo. My mate. It was a huge task. “You can do this," my wolf encouraged again. I exhaled deeply, forcing myself to push aside my emotions. Straightening my dress, I left my room and walked down the long hallway. My heart pounded with each step. The mansion was eerily quiet, aside from the faint clinking of dishes coming from the dining hall. The scent of roasted meat and warm spices filled the air, but it did nothing to settle my nerves. As I reached the entrance of th
Alpha Theo’s POV Lila stiffened beside me, her discomfort obvious in the way she tensed. I could feel the weight of her pain pressing down on both of us, but she kept her expression carefully blank. I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay composed, to not let my own emotions betray me. “They had to step out,” I said evenly, keeping my voice devoid of the frustration clawing at my insides. “Oscar had some business to handle, and Lagertha went with him.” It was a lie. I had no idea where they were. Mother’s brow furrowed slightly, but she nodded. “I see. Well, we’ll have to see them soon. The wedding preparations must be keeping them busy. I heard it’s happening in two weeks,” Mother announced, and my brows furrowed. “Two weeks?” I asked in panic, unable to control it. Mother furrowed her brow and gave me a suspicious look. “Yes… do you have a problem with that?” she asked, and where I stood, my heart sank. My furious wolf howling loudly in my head. Not getting any response
Alpha Theo's POV I stood on the balcony, gripping the railing so tightly as I watched Lagertha step into the car with Oscar. Everything in me urged me to go downstairs and pull her away from him, but I forcefully forced myself to remain in place as I watched the car drive out of the mansion. “Do something,” my wolf growled angrily in my head, and I wished I knew what to do, but I was confused. Oscar had put me in a tight corner—I was cornered. The sound of my door creaking open pulled me from my thoughts. I turned, my chest tightening when I saw Lila walk in. Her green eyes—identical to mine—were red and swollen, her usually radiant face pale and lifeless. My protective instinct kicked in, and I rushed to her, gently holding her arms as I studied her pale face. “Lila, why are you crying? What happened?” I asked worriedly but also angrily. Lila’s tears had always been my weakness, and seeing her like this, utterly broken, shredded me from the inside out. Lila broke into a loud sob