Benita’s POV Nathan took a shaky breath, his damp hair clinging to his forehead, his eyes searching mine desperately. “Benita, I thought I knew what love was,” he began, his voice trembling, lacking its usual authority. “I thought I loved Nina. I convinced myself that what we had was real. But the truth is, it wasn’t. It wasn’t even close.” I stood frozen, my heart hammering in my chest as I listened. “With Nina, I cared, yes,” he admitted, his tone tinged with regret. “But with you… Benita, it’s different. It’s overwhelming, consuming. With you, I feel alive. You challenge me, make me question everything I thought I knew. You make me want to be better. To deserve you.” He ran a trembling hand through his damp hair. “I didn’t realize it back then. Maybe I was blind, or possibly I was under a spell. But every day without you felt empty. I didn’t know how much I needed you until you were gone. And now that you’re here… I can’t lose you again. I can’t.” My chest tightened, and I
Alpha Nathan’s POVWhile Benita was saying goodbye to her uncle and brother, I stood beside the car, watching her from a distance. The children were already seated inside, waiting patiently, their soft chatter the only sound filling the stillness around me.Then I noticed him—Lycan Christopher—making his way toward me with that infuriating smirk plastered across his face. My wolf growled low in my mind, but I held my composure. As Christopher approached, he casually shoved his hands into his pant pockets, his presence annoying, his eyes alight with provocation that gave me a challenging look.“So, are you ready, or are you already chickening out?” he sneered, his tone dripping with mockery.My wolf growled again. “Get out of my sight, Christopher. I don’t want to have this conversation with you,” I said, trying hard to keep my emotions in check. I didn’t want to lose my temper and make Benita even angrier with me.Christopher let out a low, mocking laugh. “I should have known,” he jee
Alpha Nathan's POV I led Nina into my study, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. As she reached for the door to close it, I spoke sharply. “Leave it open.” Her hand froze mid-motion, and she turned to me with a frown. Of course, she didn’t like it. But there was no way I was being caught behind closed doors with her. Not that I feared her—she had no power over me—but I didn’t want Benita to get the wrong impression. Nina scoffed, stepping away from the door with exaggerated annoyance. Ignoring her theatrics, I moved to my desk and sat down, leaning back against the chair before settling my gaze on her. “Well? What is it?” I asked, my voice calm but laced with impatience. “I want a million dollars,” Nina blurted out, going straight to the point. Her audacity caught me off guard, though I quickly masked my shock with a deepening frown. “You want what?” I asked, leaning forward slightly. “A million dollars,” she repeated, her expression as shameless as her demand
Alpha Nathan’s POV Darius walked into my office and placed a file on my desk. I lifted my gaze from the contract I’d been reviewing and glanced at the file. “These are all the details the spies gathered about Nina,” he began. “According to their findings, her husband got himself into trouble with gambling. He owes a debt of one million dollars.” My brow furrowed as I leaned back in my chair. “Go on.” “It seems Nina is constantly on the phone, likely talking to him. He’s currently in custody—not with ordinary people, but a dangerous mafia group in China,” Darius explained. I frowned as I picked up the file, flipping it open to examine the documents inside. The details painted a grim picture, each line confirming my suspicions about Nina’s desperation. Her so-called husband wasn’t just in trouble—he’d dug himself into a hole so deep that Nina was scrambling to save him, even if it meant using Lila as leverage. “So,” I said, my voice steady but cold, “she’s risking everything
Benita’s POV Nathan walked in just as I finished tucking Theo into bed. Our eyes met as he quietly shut the door behind him, stepping slowly into the room. His gaze immediately flicked to Theo, who was already fast asleep. I noticed the bright smile that spread across Nathan's face as he looked at Theo, and then he moved his gaze back to me. “Hi,” he said, giving a small wave. I swallowed hard, unsure of how to respond. This version of Nathan—the calm, kind one—was unfamiliar territory for me. I was still trying to adjust to him. “I just finished putting Lila to bed,” Nathan announced. I exhaled softly and nodded. “I was going to check on her once I finished with Theo, but… thank you for doing that.” I gave him a smile, one that wasn’t forced. Nathan shook his head and stepped away from the door. He moved over to the edge of the bed where I stood and, surprisingly, took both of my hands. Feeling his touch, my heart raced, and my wolf purred at the warmth and comfort of it. He
Benita’s POV We arrived at the woods, the moonlight barely lighting the way. The night felt heavy with the tension between us, and the silence was thick, as though there were words we both wanted to say but couldn’t. I followed Nathan into the clearing, my heart pounding in my chest, unsure of what I was doing here. Was it because I wanted to shift into my wolf, or was it because I wanted to spend time with him? Nathan turned to face me, his eyes dark with something I couldn't name. He wasn’t saying anything, but the way he stood there, so close, made the air feel suffocating. He started unbuttoning his shirt slowly, as if testing my reaction. I watched his fingers work with deliberate slowness, my pulse quickening with each movement. My mind screamed at me to look away, to avoid the temptation that had been building between us, but I couldn’t. It was like a pull—something I couldn’t fight. Before I even realized it, my fingers were moving to the buttons of my blouse. The cool ni
Benita POV Nathan’s hands gripped my hips firmly as he pushed me back against the tree, his powerful body pinning me there. The rough bark scraped against my skin, grounding me in the moment, while the heat radiating off him sent shivers cascading down my spine. His green, piercing eyes locked onto mine, burning with raw intensity. His chest heaved, his breaths coming ragged, as though he were holding himself together with everything in him. “Benita…” He whispered my name like it was both a plea and a curse, his forehead pressing against mine. His voice was low and guttural, full of need. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” “Then show me,” I said, my voice trembling but steady enough to carry the weight of my challenge. My hands slid up his chest, feeling the tension in his muscles, the rapid thud of his heartbeat beneath my palm. “We don’t have to label it.” For a brief second, regret flickered in his eyes. I cursed myself. Goddess, I sound like a horny slut. He groaned,
Benita’s POV The sight of him, hard and ready, sent a thrill through me. I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the sensitive skin just above his length. Nathan’s hands tightened at his sides, his muscles flexing as he fought for control. “You’re perfect,” I whispered, wrapping my fingers around him. He was warm, velvety smooth over unyielding steel, and the weight of him in my hand sent a rush of heat through me. “Benita,” he growled, his voice thick with need. “You don’t have to be gentle.” His words emboldened me. I licked a slow stripe along the underside of him, savoring the way he shuddered under my touch. His taste was intoxicating, and when I took him into my mouth, his sharp inhale sent a thrill through me. I started slowly, letting my tongue tease and explore him as I worked him with my hand. His fingers tangled in my hair, guiding me but never forcing, his restraint making my desire to please him burn hotter. I hollowed my cheeks, taking him deeper, and his low, gut
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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,