Alpha Nathan's POV“I want you to get clothes for my…” I hesitated for a moment, the word tasting unfamiliar on my tongue, before I finally completed it. “My wife. I believe you know her size,” I said, my tone cold and clipped.The silence on the other end of the line stretched for a beat too long, and I could practically hear the curiosity stirring.“Yes, Alpha,” came the reply at last.“One more thing,” I added, my voice lowering as I leaned back in my chair. “Make sure she doesn’t know they’re from me. Tell her they’re from my mother.”“Your mother?” The voice on the other end carried a note of disbelief, quickly masked by professionalism.“Yes, my mother,” I repeated firmly, cutting off any room for questioning. “Benita doesn’t need to know I had anything to do with it. Do you understand?”“Yes, Alpha. I’ll handle it.”“Good. I’ll expect updates.” Without waiting for a response, I ended the call and placed the phone on my desk, staring at it for a moment longer than necessary.Why
Alpha Nathan’s POVBenita froze in her spot, her eyes widening slightly before she masked her surprise. “Assist you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.I nodded, keeping my expression as unreadable as possible. “Yes. Is there a problem?” My tone was sharp, but inside, I was anything but composed. What the hell was I doing?For a second, she didn’t respond, and I wondered if she was going to outright refuse me. A part of me almost wished she would—anything to end this torturous game I was playing with myself. But then she took a deep breath, her posture straightening.“No, Alpha. I will assist you,” she said, her voice steady, though I caught the flicker of defiance in her gaze.Without another word, I stood from the couch, my movements slow as I made my way to the adjoining bathroom. Her presence followed behind me, her footsteps hesitant yet steady.Inside the bathroom, the tension between us thickened. The air felt heavier, the silence louder. I turned to face her, my eye
Alpha Nathan’s POVHer breath hitched, and I felt the tension in her body shift. She wasn’t immune to me, no matter how much she tried to pretend. Her defiance faltered for a heartbeat, replaced by something raw, something she couldn’t suppress.“You’re something else,” she whispered, her voice trembling with anger and something else entirely.“Maybe,” I admitted, my hand trailing down her neck to her shoulder. Her skin was soft, impossibly smooth beneath my fingertips. “And yet, you wanted me?”Her lips parted as if to argue, but I didn’t give her the chance. I closed the space between us, capturing her mouth with mine. The kiss was rough, demanding, a collision of anger, frustration, and need. For a moment, she froze, her hands pressed against my chest as if to push me away. Then, just as quickly, she melted into the kiss, her fingers curling into my skin.I pulled her closer, her body sliding against mine beneath the water. The heat of her bare skin ignited a fire I could no longer
Benita's POVI went back to my room and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling as if it held the answers to the mess I called my life. My skin still tingled, the phantom sensation of Nathan's touch lingering like a ghost I couldn't shake. We'd just had sex in the bathtub—raw, passionate, and utterly devoid of tenderness.I closed my eyes, a heavy sigh escaping my lips. This wasn't love. It had never been. It was a twisted power play—a game he seemed intent on winning while I kept losing pieces of myself. My wolf whimpered in the back of my mind, her bond to Nathan a constant ache I couldn't numb.The bond made it impossible to resist him, no matter how much I wanted to. And he knew it.I turned onto my side, curling into myself. The sheets smelled like him, a mix of lavender and mint, and it made my chest tighten.It was obvious that Nathan was just obsessed with fucking me and nothing else. His eyes burned with desire, but there was no warmth in them, no care. It was all about contro
Nathan’s POVI could see the hesitation in her eyes, and obviously, she would have refused my demands. But then, she glanced at the bag of clothes for a long while before looking my way and frowning.“Fine! I’ll change in the bathroom.”She grabbed the first dress she laid her hands on and disappeared into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I leaned back in the chair, the hint of a smirk playing on my lips. Her stubbornness intrigued me; she had fire in her, no matter how much she tried to suppress it.But I could also sense her fear. It wasn’t the kind that made me proud of my dominance—it unsettled me. A small, nagging part of me hated that she looked at me like I was a monster.Minutes ticked by, and when she finally emerged, my breath caught in my throat.She wore a fitted midnight-blue dress, simple yet stunning, the fabric hugging her curves and accentuating the softness of her skin. She looked so sexy.I stood, closing the distance between us. Her body stiffened as I m
Benita's POV I came out of the bathroom and met Nathan still in my room. Our eyes interlocked, but he looked away before pointing to a black gown laid on the bed. “You will wear this tonight while you escort me for the coronation of my Beta and officials,” he said. My brows furrowed in confusion. “What? Why should I come?” Nathan narrowed his gaze. “Because you are my wife, and people will talk if you don’t. I don’t want the pack members gossiping,” he said in a tone of finality. I frowned, wondering what plan he had this time. “Be dressed by 6 PM,” he added, and began walking away. “Damn you!” I cursed as I slumped back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I furrowed my brow as something occurred to me. Somehow, it seemed like something had shifted in Nathan, or was I just imagining things? “No, you are not,” my wolf confirmed my suspicion. “It seems Nathan is beginning to accept us,” she said in an excited tone. My heart raced, but I shook my head. It couldn’t be possible. M
Benita’s POV Throughout the night, I couldn’t sleep. I was terrified of what Nathan would do. Every sound I heard made me jump, thinking it was him coming for me. But alas, it was only the guards and servants walking past. When morning came, I sat on my bed, replaying the events at the pack hall in my mind. Regret gnawed at me for showing Nathan my middle finger in front of the pack. For a fleeting moment, I wished I had kept my anger in check and done it in private. But my pain and anger had consumed me, leaving no room for rational thought. A knock on the door startled me, and I leapt to my feet, heart pounding. “Who is there?” I asked, my voice trembling. “It’s me, Lola,” came the gentle reply. She was one of the few workers who showed me kindness, and her presence was a small comfort. She opened the door cautiously, her face full of concern. “Good morning, my lady,” she said, bowing slightly. I swallowed hard. “What is it?” She hesitated, her eyes darting away. “Alpha Nathan
Benita’s POVI shook my head as tears stood in my eyes. What Nathan was threatening to do was heartless. He wanted to make me watch while he had sex with another woman, fully knowing that I bore his mark and that him being with another woman would be a great torture for me. He would cause me so much pain, not just physically but emotionally and mentally.“Come here,” he gestured to the girl, and she obediently obeyed.With panting breath, I watched her walk toward him and flash me a big grin before shifting her gaze to him. With a smirk, he turned his back to me and signaled the lady to go on her knees, which she did.“Please!” I pleaded through our mind link, but he ignored me.Right before my very eyes, she pulled his sweatpants to his knees, revealing his ass to. Terrified, I gulped and looked away.“If you dare look away, your punishment will be multiplied,” he warned out loud.With fear, I moved my gaze back and realized she was holding his dick, and luckily, I could not properly
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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,