Nathan’s POVWatching her lying there, catching her breath, should have felt like a victory. Instead, I was left with this messy mix of anger and something else I didn’t want to admit. The way she looked at me—full of hate and something more—set every nerve on edge, making me feel like I was losing control.She fell back onto the bed, her gaze locking with mine. For a second, I hesitated, feeling an urge to keep her close. But I pushed it down, clenching my jaw. I needed her to leave before I completely lost my grip.“Get out,” I snapped, my voice colder than I meant. I just needed her gone, needed to stop feeling so much.Benita got up from the bed and began putting on her clothes, and I couldn’t help but gawk at her. She might not have my favorite type of body, but damn, she was alluring in her own way. My eyes landed on her breasts, which were on display, and I groaned, looking away as I covered myself.After she finished dressing in the torn dress, she didn’t say a word to me, but
Nathan’s POV“What do you want from me, Nathan?”Benita’s sea-blue eyes pinned me in place, demanding an answer I didn’t have. Vulnerable, defiant—she had this way of looking at me that made my chest tighten and my mind spin. I ran a hand through my hair, trying to pull myself together, but the knot of emotions inside me refused to untangle.What did I want from her? Revenge? Control? Or was it something deeper, something darker, something I couldn’t even admit to myself? My wolf stirred restlessly, growling low in the back of my mind.I dropped onto the edge of the bed, putting space between us, my head falling into my hands. My gaze shifted to the floor, where my own release had spilled. I couldn’t believe I had just had sex with Benita—and worse, that I had enjoyed it.“What I want,” I said, my voice rough and unsteady, “is for you to undo the spell on me. Stop pretending you’re innocent when we both know what you did.”Her expression didn’t waver, but for the first time, I saw it—
Benita’s POVI watched Nathan storm out of my room, slamming the door hard behind him. Swallowing my pain, I sat on the bed and rubbed my hands over my face. I couldn’t explain it, but something seemed different about Nathan—or maybe I was just imagining things.My eyes darted to his cum on the floor, and my eyes narrowed. Nathan had sex with me, and he came? How is that possible? I thought someone only came when they enjoyed the sex and were satisfied with it. Does it mean Nathan enjoyed the sex we just had? But how is that possible? He hates me and thinks I used a spell on his wolf, so why would he release after fucking me? My mind swirled with questions as I stared at his cum on the floor. This was the first time he’d released, and I didn’t know what to think of it.“Perhaps he has come to terms with our bond,” my wolf spoke, but I scoffed in disbelief and shook my head. That was impossible; that was never happening. Nathan will always love one woman, and that is Nina. He will neve
Nathan’s POV “If you despise me so much, then why can’t you stay away? Why do you think about me, Nathan? Why do you want me?” Benita questioned, and for a moment, I couldn’t respond. I was so confused, so lost in the whirlwind of emotions I didn’t understand. Why had my thoughts shifted from Nina to her? Why was she all I could think about? All through the night, I had been unable to sleep. Ever since leaving her room and returning to mine, my mind had been consumed by Benita. Her scent lingered in my senses, her words echoed in my ears, and the feel of her skin against mine replayed in my mind like a forbidden melody I couldn’t silence. I clenched my fists, trying to suppress the gnawing pull of the bond I had spent so long denying. But no matter how hard I tried, it refused to let me go. She was everywhere—her voice, her touch, her defiance—it all haunted me. “Because of the fucking spell!” I grunted. “Benita, you have cast a spell on me. Undo it!” I demanded angrily, but Benit
Nathan’s POVI stared at Melisa, her words echoing in my mind. A love potion. Sabotage. It all sounded ridiculous. My wolf stirred uneasily, but I shoved him back, unwilling to entertain the possibility that she could be right.“You’re saying someone did this to me, and you can’t even tell me who?” I demanded, my voice rising. “Ridiculous, isn’t it?”Melisa remained calm, her piercing gaze steady. “I understand your doubt, Alpha Nathan, but the truth—”“Enough,” I snapped, cutting her off. “This is a waste of time. You’re just spinning tales because you don’t have answers.”Darius stepped forward. “Nathan, maybe she’s—”“Don’t,” I growled, turning to glare at him. “Don’t side with her, Darius. This is absurd. A love potion? Sabotage? It’s nothing but excuses.”“Nathan,” Melisa interjected, her tone sharper, “denying the truth won’t change it. The bond you’re fighting is real. You need to—”“I need to do nothing,” I interrupted coldly, stepping back toward the door. “You can keep your
Benita’s POVIt was night, and I had been in my room all day—or should I say the confined space I called room. I wanted to stay away from everyone and wished I could remain locked up here forever so I wouldn’t have to face anyone.My thoughts drifted to Nathan's words about how he couldn’t stop thinking about me. For a moment, I was supposed to be happy—at least he might be feeling something for me—but I brushed it off. Of course, there was no way he was having feelings for me. He was just saying it to accuse me of using a spell on him.“What if it’s really true?” my wolf asked, but I shook my head against it. Nathan hates me, and maybe I want it to stay that way.“Bring two bottles of water to my room,” Nathan spoke to me through the mind link, and I frowned.“Bring it this moment,” he ordered abruptly, ending the mind link without waiting for my response.I grumbled under my breath, annoyed at Nathan’s abruptness. For a moment, I debated ignoring his order, but I knew better. He alw
Benita’s POV“Got you,” Nathan growled, his voice low and strained. His body pressed into mine, his hands gripping my wrists to stop my frantic attempts to crawl away.“Get off me!” I screamed, thrashing beneath him, my anger boiling over.“Stop!” he barked, his tone sharp and commanding. “You’re going to hurt yourself!”I froze for a moment, my chest rising and falling as I tried to catch my breath. “Why do you care?” I choked out, tears streaming down my face. “You hate me, remember? I’m just your slave, right?”Nathan didn’t respond immediately. Instead, his grip on my wrists loosened slightly, and I felt his warm breath against the back of my neck.“You drive me insane, Benita,” he finally said, his voice rough. “Damn you.”I turned my head slightly, trying to see his face. His expression was shadowed, but his eyes burned with a mix of anger and something else—something deeper, more dangerous.“Then let me go,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Reject me, Nathan. End this.”His ha
Nathan’s POVFuck! That was insane.I could hear the happy howling of my wolf in my head as I lay on the grass beside a panting Benita. I didn’t know what had come over me, but I couldn’t deny this sex was absolutely one of the best of my life. No, this wasn’t just fucking—this was sex, real sex. All my life, I had sex with a few ladies, and I thought being with Nina was the best. But now, it seems I was wrong. Don’t get me wrong—Nina was a good fuck! She gave it to me whenever and wherever I wanted it. It could be in the woods, the marketplace, a bathroom in a coffee shop…or even in the back seat of my car. Nina was wild, adventurous, and knew how to please a man. But with Benita, it was different. It wasn’t just physical—it was raw, consuming, and maddening. Every touch, every sound she made ignited something primal in me that I couldn’t control.I turned my head slightly to look at her. She was still lying there, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. Her ha
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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,