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
Lagertha’s POV “I have been able to see for a very long time.” I drop the bombshell, my heart pounding rapidly. For a moment, Theo stood speechless, his confused but stunned eyes on me. He was looking at me as if waiting for me to laugh and say I was joking, but I didn’t. Rather, my eyes remained focused on him. “Theo… say something.” I whispered nervously, waiting for him to explode, to yell at me for not telling him the truth sooner. But he didn’t. Rather, he just remained numb, staring right at me. I could see the confusion, the questions, and the disbelief in his eyes, But the anger I had feared? It wasn’t there. Slowly, Theo raised his hand, holding up two fingers. I didn’t need him to speak to understand what he was asking. “Two fingers.” I responded. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his hands balling into fists at his sides. He took a step back, putting distance between us. “ When?" His voice was too calm, too measured. And that terrified me more than if he
Lila's POV Rage, like fire, exploded inside me. So this was it—this was why he wanted me! To be a fucking breeder? I, Lila Luciano, a fucking breeder! These two people had it all planned. This was why he wanted me. Not because of love. Not because of fate. Not even because he saw me as his equal. But because he wanted an heir. Because he needed me to be a fucking breeder. I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails dug into my palms, my wolf snarling inside me. My vision blurred at the edges as my anger boiled over. Morgan watched me carefully, her expression unreadable. She had said everything so calmly, as if this wasn’t the most humiliating, disgusting truth I’d ever heard in my life. I forced myself to breathe, to swallow the bitter rage inside me. "So that’s it?” My voice came out sharp, trembling with fury. “That’s the reason you’re so willing to give up? Because you can’t give him a son, so now I have to?” Morgan didn’t flinch. “It’s more than that, Lila.”
Lagertha's POV I woke up to the voice of Theo. Opening my eyes, I saw him at the window. He was wearing only a pair of boxers, his body bare, and a phone pressed to his ear. “Yes, we will be there in the next two hours,” he said to the person on the other end of the call. I furrowed my brow but remained still on the bed. “She’s still sleeping. Once she wakes up, we’ll be on our way. Just keep everything ready, and please—no mistakes.” That was when I realized he was talking to the doctor. “You have to tell him now,” my wolf urged, and I swallowed hard. I was just scared of telling him that I could still see. “Alright, thank you.” Theo ended the call, and that was when he turned around and realized I was awake. A big, bright smile spread across his face, which made me frown. Who smiles like that when they’re about to lose one of their eyes? “You’re awake.” I nodded and sat up on the bed. Theo’s smile didn’t waver as he strode toward me, his bare chest catching the so
Lagertha’s POV Finally, the pilot announced that we were landing in five minutes. Where I was in Theo’s arms, I sucked in a deep breath, but my eyes were still closed. All through the journey, I was rested in his arms. Theo didn’t move me away, not even once. It felt strange, almost unreal, to be held like this, as if I belonged there. As if he didn’t mind. The moment the plane touched the ground, a small jolt ran through my body, but Theo’s grip around me tightened slightly, steadying me. His warmth seeped into me, making it harder to pull away. “We’ve landed,” he murmured, his voice low and steady. I forced my heavy eyelids open and blinked against the light filtering through the windows. My body felt stiff from staying in one position for so long, but I wasn’t ready to move just yet. Theo finally shifted, but instead of letting me go completely, his fingers trailed down my arm before he withdrew. I swallowed, pushing down the sudden loss of his warmth. “We should get go
Lila’s POV As I stepped into the hallway, I tried to push down the heaviness settling in my chest. The guard who had spoken earlier bowed slightly and gestured toward the main hall, where Alpha Grey and his wife were waiting. My stomach twisted as I forced my feet to move, each step feeling heavier. I was scared, worried about how this would turn out, worried that Oscar would give me up, but I was not willing to give up on him. But what if this gets heated, and I am forced to be with Grey? I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. By the time I reached the main hall, my heart was racing. The moment I stepped inside, my eyes found him. Alpha Grey stood tall, his presence commanding as ever. His eyes flickered toward me the second I entered, sharp and unreadable. And beside him, his wife stood with a soft smile, her delicate hand resting on his arm. My frown deepened. Why was she smiling? Did she even know why she was here? I moved closer to them and stood before Grey a
Lila's POV “Can you please calm down?” I pleaded with Oscar, who was pacing aimlessly in his room. But he ignored me and kept pacing around. Feeling worried, I moved closer to him and held his wrist. At first, I thought he would withdraw my hand from his, but he didn’t. Rather, he turned around and faced me. Our eyes met, and I could see he was worried, but he was also angry. “For how long did you know?” he asked. His voice was calm, but I could feel the pain in it. It was as if I had betrayed him. I swallowed hard. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, searching his gaze for understanding. Oscar shook his head. “How long, Lila?” he pressed, his jaw tightening. Nervously, I bit my lip and tucked my hair behind my ear—an old habit, one I’d picked up from my mother. We both did this whenever we were nervous or shy. “Two days ago,” I responded, my voice so low that I could barely hear it, but I knew Oscar heard it. His frown deepened, and he exhaled sharply. “Two fucking days,” he growled. “
Oscar’s POV “Alpha Grey and a few men are at the border, requesting access. He says he’s here to visit the royal family,” a border guard informed me through the mind link. I frowned, wondering why Alpha Grey was paying a visit to the royal family. As far as I knew, he had no ties to them. In fact, he had never set foot in this pack before. I had only seen him once during a conference, and I was certain he had no close relationship with Theo. So why was he here now? “How many men are with him?” I asked through the mind link. “Just three,” the guard replied. I nodded. That meant it was likely a friendly visit. “Let them through,” I instructed before ending the link. Turning to the young wolves I had been training, I announced, “We’ll pause here for today.” They all bowed as I walked away. Leaving the combat grounds, I made my way to the main mansion. As I stepped into the sitting room, I found my godfather, Sir Nathan, seated with an iPad in his hands. “Godfather,” I called, cat
Theo’s POV Our luggage was packed in the trunk of the car, and every member of my family was in the living room, waiting for Mother to bring Lagertha downstairs. Last night, when Mother had told me Lagertha had accepted the transplant, I was so relieved. For once, I had been scared she wouldn’t agree, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to force her into something she didn’t want. I looked at my family, noting the worried expressions on their faces—not because they didn’t want me to give an eye to Lagertha, but because they feared complications during the surgery. I, on the other hand, wasn’t scared. This was a decision I had made, and even if there was a 70% chance of complications on my end, I would still go through with it. Soon, footsteps echoed from the stairs, and the alluring scent of Lagertha hit my nose. Her smell reached me before she did—a soothing mix of fresh honey, nutmeg, and something uniquely her. I inhaled deeply, my heart pounding as my eyes locked onto her. She
Lagertha’s POV When Ma’am Benita and I arrived in my room, neither of us spoke. We just sat on the bed, lost in our own thoughts. I, on the other hand, couldn’t stop thinking about Theo and the decision he had just made. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine he would be willing to donate one of his eyes just so I could see again. It was a sacrifice I never thought anyone would make for me—least of all Alpha Theo, the man I had believed hated me. “He loves you,” Ma’am Benita finally spoke, breaking the silence. I swallowed hard, not able to argue about it and also not able to believe it. But it was the truth. Alpha Theo loves me. Mother Agatha said it, and now Ma’am Benita was saying the same thing. She studied me with careful eyes. “What will you do now?” I looked away, my hands twisting in my lap. I didn’t know what to do. But one thing was certain—we had to tell the truth. I could see now. There was no reason for Theo to go through with the transplant. “You know we have to