Don’t worry Guys I don’t intend dragging the story. Nathan and Benita story will be wrapping up First week of Febuary.
Benita's POV “Uncle Kent is here,” Xavier announced as he stepped into the room. I managed a small, uneasy smile, which Xavier didn’t miss. “Don’t be scared, okay? I’ll go get him,” he said softly before leaving the study. Where I was seated in the study, my hands fidgeted nervously on my lap. My heart pounded in my chest as the reality of meeting Uncle Kent sank in. A Lycan King—my godfather, no less—was about to walk through that door. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. Xavier’s reassurance echoed in my mind: You’re family. He’ll know. The sound of footsteps pulled me from my thoughts. The door opened, and Xavier stepped in, followed closely by a tall, imposing man with sharp features that looked like my late mom’s and an air of authority. His piercing eyes locked onto mine, freezing me in place. It felt as though he was looking right through me, peeling back every layer of my soul. For a moment, the room fell silent as he studied me. Then, he shook his head in disb
Benita's POV We found Nathan and the kids waiting for us in the living room. The moment I stepped inside, Theo ran to me, his little arms outstretched, and I scooped him into a tight hug. “Mother,” he said, his voice filled with excitement. I kissed his forehead gently, my heart swelling at the love in his eyes. As I glanced up, my gaze landed on Lila. She stood quietly beside Alpha Nathan, hesitant, as though unsure if she should come to me. I smiled warmly and stretched out my free arm. “Come here, Lila.” Her face lit up with a radiant smile, and she darted toward me, wrapping her arms around my waist. As I held her close, I couldn’t ignore the familiar sense of connection that always surfaced when I touched her. It was like a thread of something unspoken tying us together. That familiar aura of familiarity I usually felt, but I shook it off. “Benita, these are your kids? You never told me you had twins, like your mother and I,” Lycan Kent said as he moved over to where I
Benita POV “You bastard!” Xavier roared, his voice vibrating through the room like a thunderclap. His piercing gaze burned into Nathan’s as he shoved him back against the wall. “How dare you do those things to my sister!” Xavier growled angrily while I felt uneasy. “Not only did you torture her, but you humiliated her, lied against her, you and your entire pack tore my sister apart! Xavier’s voice cracked with rage. “My sister almost got hanged because of you!” My eyes widened at his words. How did he know about that? I’d never told him. But I wasn’t entirely surprised—he was Alpha Xavier. If he wanted answers, he’d get them within minutes. Still, hearing him voice my darkest moments left me shaken. Nathan glanced my way, and the look in his eyes told me he believed I had told Xavier that, but I shook my head at him. Guilt flashed in Nathan’s eyes, but the guilt that flickered in his gaze told me he believed otherwise. His silence only fueled Xavier’s rage. “You don’t deserve
Alpha Nathan’s POV My heart raced as I locked eyes with Benita, waiting for her response. My wolf was pacing restlessly inside me, anxious and fearful of her answer. Every second stretched unbearably long as silence filled the space between us. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Instead, she took a shaky step back, and my wolf growled in panic. “I…” she began, her voice trembling. “I need to check on Theo and Lila.” I felt my chest tighten. I knew it wasn’t really about the kids. This was her way of escaping—running from me, from us. But even that was better than hearing her outright rejection. “Please excuse me,” she added in a panicked rush, her steps quick as she reached the door. Before anyone could stop her, she slipped out, leaving me with her uncle and brother. The tension in the room was suffocating. Both men stared at me—not with hatred, as I had expected, but with simmering anger that made me feel as though I had just hurt their most valuable treasure.
Alpha Nathan’s POV “We are returning tomorrow evening,” I said to my beta, Darius, through the mind link. Darius sighed over the link, and I could sense he was worried about me. “Nathan, are you okay?” he asked, but I didn’t respond. Instead, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I was already dressed for the party—Benita’s welcoming party. Guests were already downstairs waiting for Benita to show up, soft music filled the air, and excited laughter came from the living room. But as for me, I was dying slowly inside. Tonight marks my greatest misery. Tonight, Benita will be introduced to the world as Layne’s daughter. She will draw the attention of many prominent men who will want her, and I was so troubled—troubled that she might actually like one of them. “Nathan, do you need me there? I can come over, keep you company at the party,” Darius suggested. I shook my head against the idea. “Stay back in the pack, Darius. Keep an eye on Nina like I instructed. When I get back, I
Benita's POV All eyes were on me. I had experienced moments where all attention was focused on me before, but this time was different. Everyone was staring with awe, admiration shining in their eyes, and warm smiles lighting their faces. Standing at the top of the grand staircase, I took in their gazes, noting the respect that seemed to radiate from them. It made me pause, drawing a deep breath to steady myself. “Come on, sister.” Alpha Xavier gestured, stretching his hand toward me. I flashed him my best smile and began descending the stairs. The music had stopped, and everywhere was quiet as everything stood still, watching me step down the stairs. The soft click of my heels was the only sound heard. As I descended further, I could see their wide, vocal gazes on me, but I noticed no one was staring at me with disgust. No one was judging me for my body size. If anything, they were all staring at me with admiration, which made me wonder—what changed? I was once the bullied girl i
Benita’s POV The crowd parted for us, and soon we were swaying to the rhythm of the music. Christopher’s hand rested lightly on my waist. “You’re quite the dancer,” I commented, attempting to keep the conversation light. He chuckled softly, his gaze locked on mine. “And you’re quite the vision, Benita. It’s no wonder everyone here can’t take their eyes off you.” Heat crept up my cheeks at his compliment, but I quickly masked it with a gracious nod. “Thank you, Lycan Christopher.” “Christopher,” he corrected with a small smile. “We’re family now. No need for formalities.” I nodded, though his words felt heavier than they should have. He spun me gently, and as I came back into his arms, he lowered his voice. “I must admit, I’ve heard a lot about you.” “Is that so?” I asked, keeping my tone neutral. “I hope it’s all good.” He smiled again, but there was a seriousness in his gaze now. “Mostly. But I’ve also heard some… curious things.” I stiffened slightly, my brow raised
Benita’s POV Nestled in Nathan's arms, I could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, each thump making me swallow hard as my wolf purred with excitement. I didn’t dare speak, afraid to break the spell of the moment. We reached a secluded part of the estate, where a glistening pool lay surrounded by tall trees and faintly glowing lanterns. The water sparkled under the moonlight, its surface rippling gently in the cool breeze. Nathan set me down gently, his hands lingering on my waist as if he wasn’t ready to let go. “There,” he said, his tone light but his gaze intense. “Now your shoes won’t get ruined.” I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop the smile that crept onto my lips. “You’re annoying, you know that?” “And yet, here you are,” he teased, his grin widening. I shook my head, slipping off my heels and stepping closer to the edge of the pool. The cool stone beneath my feet sent a pleasant shiver up my spine. “So, are we just here to admire the water, or are you actually p
Lagertha’s POV Mummy Augusta stretched out a cup of coffee to me. “Here. Alpha Theo requests you bring it up to his room.” A deep frown spread across my face. “Why me? He hates me. It’s obvious he never wants to see my face, so why does he insist that I serve him? There are other servants—why me?” Mummy Augusta rolled her eyes and shoved the tray into my hands. “You don’t question your Alpha, Lagertha. He wants you to serve him, and that is exactly what you’ll do. Now, get going.” She gave me a soft push toward the door. Grumbling under my breath, I made my way upstairs to Alpha Theo’s room. The closer I got, the more my heart pounded in my chest. It was no secret that Alpha Theo despised me. He made it clear at every opportunity, ensuring I felt it, heard it, lived it. Yet, he still made me his personal maid. Perhaps it was just another way to torment me. After all, keeping an enemy close made it easier to hurt them. Getting to his room, I sucked in a deep breath and co
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.
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 unfilter
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
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 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,
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 candles flic
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.
Benita’s POVI 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 voice had s