FEDORA’S POVMoving on from the pain and heartache had been a difficult journey, but it was one I embarked upon not because of weakness, but because of the belief that Lorcan was right. Our relationship hadn't started on a good note, and there were secrets and misunderstandings that needed to be addressed. It was time to give him the chance to express himself and make amends.Lorcan was undeniably headstrong and stubborn, but I had faith that this time, he would be more flexible. I had already witnessed a significant change in him during my pregnancy. The man who once never bowed to anyone now bent to tie my shoelaces, and he respected my boundaries, touching me only when I gave him permission to do so.It was a sign of his willingness to change, to adapt, and to become the partner and father our family needed. The transformation in him gave me hope for our future, a future built on trust, love, and understanding. The pain of the past was still there, but it was no longer the defining
FEDORA’S POV“Please wait, Caroline, I know you’re excited about this party but let me at least turn on the computer first.” I sighed, tired of her nagging already about this online sale.I had no idea how she could do it. Cheering to be a piece of meat for those lustful males at the Ball? But I still did as she required before she bombarded me with her not so beautiful curse language.Then I saw the link to the dress.“Fedora, why are you so slow? The sale will start in two minutes and I want that dress!” She yelled on the phone and I had to pull it away to save my ears."For goddess' sake! You can also pick another dress!" I retorted angrily. For a ball that despised she-wolves, how could she be so excited? I absolutely hated this."No! Either one of us has to book that dress before anyone else, it's a limited-edition b*tch!" She intensively reminded me again of the importance of the dress.Well, Caroline was still my best friend and I knew her temper well. So I still held my patien
FEDORA’S POVStanding on the borderline of the pack, I could almost smell the scent of rogue. Should I move forward?If I do, I will have to accept being away from my brother, my mother, and my friend Caroline, and my existence would be completely erased from the pack, everything I have worked so hard for since childhood, my dreams, I will lose everything; but if not, I will have to endure becoming the prey of some male, once he catches me, he could put his cock into my vag*na regardless of my will. F*ck, it sucks!"Fedora! Something's happened to Mom!" My brother suddenly yelled with an anxious look and I had to go back to the pack house in a hurry.When we entered the room, Mother was lying on the bed, pale. I knew she had been injured in that rogue fight, but I didn't know it would be so serious.I had thought she would recover soon with medicine, but until now only I knew that her medicine could only be produced by a powerful pack like Alpha Lorcan's pack."Mom, are you okay?" I a
FEDORA’S POVHe ordered someone to escort that male out all the while keeping his eyes on me. His heated gaze and those Hawkeyes made the hair on my neck stand up in attention. I felt small under his scrutinizing gaze. He uncovered his majestic aura and demanded the attention of everyone in the hall.“If any one of you was found to be breaking the new as well as old rules of the hunt will be eliminated and blacklisted from this as well as the upcoming yearly hunts of every pack. Consider this my first and last warning and I don’t like to repeat myself.” He announced and I heard gasps and cheers from the females around me. His majestic aura, deep voice, and the way he carried himself won the admiration of nearly all the women but something about him made my wolf restless.It was hard to tell if it was because of what just happened or what he did.And the way his eyes were calling my wolf forward I chose to avoid his gaze and step away hoping that he would do the same but I could still
FEDORA’S POVI looked at the full moon and for the first time instead of feeling free I felt my soul being shackled by the unknown.That look that Alpha Lorcan gave me last night kept lingering in my mind. Once again, I looked down and clutched my necklace.I added another layer of insurance and hoped my caution would help me get through this one.As long as I can successfully hide my scent until the whole event is over, I can embrace my freedom again. No one can bind me down.Taking a deep breath, I looked around. Most of the females were feeling excited and giddy about the possibility of mating with their soul mate for eternity.The setup of the whole maze was indeed impressive and every female was assigned a different entryway to enter the maze.I was escorted to my assigned gate by two female members of Alpha Lorcan’s pack. These women’s strong body built indicated that they had female warriors in their pack as well, which was another surprise for me.Most of the packs only train
FEDORA’S POVOh, my goddess Alpha Lorcan saw me and he is coming right this way.I mentally cursed my luck and this whole situation.On the other hand, I have to deal with this maniac and on the other hand the king of demons himself.What did I do to deserve all this?My plan was pretty simple, follow the map and get the hell out of there as soon as possible.This crazy woman ruined everything and for what….this devil who is walking in our direction like a predator.But the way he was eliminating the distance between us, my wolf was getting crazy in my head.“Please not now,” I said to my wolf.But she ignored me and continued to wag her tail and her pacing.“What is going on here?” He asked as soon as he was at arm's length, which was pretty close to my liking.This can’t be good.My wolf tried to take control but luckily the bracelet and the charm were helping me to keep her at bay.Before I could answer the woman beside me shifted in her true form, obviously naked and didn’t bother
FEDORA’S POVOur skin met and the sparks charged up my whole body putting me in a trance for a moment, the golden bell was in my hand but my palm was in someone else’s hand.I shuddered and those same sparks ran through my entire body and I felt myself being lifted from the ground. The cheers of the people surrounding me brought me back to the present and I realized that I was in the arms of Alpha Lorcan.Wait…no!No…no…no….he can’t be…he can’t be my mate!Anyone but him!I struggled to get out of his arm but he tightened his grip around my thighs as a sign of warning.But…I won!I reached the bell first, I wanted to say so much but the cheers around me suppressed everything including my thoughts.I don’t know why they all were so happy with my destruction as if heavens and hell were punishing me for some reason.I wanted to show everyone the golden bell that I managed to catch before the bell rang but everyone’s gaze was focused on Lorcan.They all saw him as a prodigy, someone who c
FEDORA’S POVA loud noise followed by the sound of dings brought me out of the haze of lust when I was nearly ready to submit myself to him.What the hell am I doing? I should push him away.He caressed my neck oh so softly that my body nearly melted.He is good at whatever he was doing, as if he was an expert. I could tell he was not a virgin by the way he was touching me, turning me into a boneless puddle. I was drowning because of the mate pull and his kisses.He nudged my face and kissed me softly on my cheeks and then slowly trailed soft kisses to the nape of my neck, my urge to mark his scent was getting stronger and the way he was touching me I bet he was doing the same.Alpha males are more possessive than other normal males, but I realized he actually wanted to mark me when his canines graze the sensitive skin on my neck.I came back to my senses and pushed him away with all my might.He obviously wasn’t expecting it and that little push made him lose his balance and he almos
FEDORA’S POVMoving on from the pain and heartache had been a difficult journey, but it was one I embarked upon not because of weakness, but because of the belief that Lorcan was right. Our relationship hadn't started on a good note, and there were secrets and misunderstandings that needed to be addressed. It was time to give him the chance to express himself and make amends.Lorcan was undeniably headstrong and stubborn, but I had faith that this time, he would be more flexible. I had already witnessed a significant change in him during my pregnancy. The man who once never bowed to anyone now bent to tie my shoelaces, and he respected my boundaries, touching me only when I gave him permission to do so.It was a sign of his willingness to change, to adapt, and to become the partner and father our family needed. The transformation in him gave me hope for our future, a future built on trust, love, and understanding. The pain of the past was still there, but it was no longer the defining
LORCAN’S POVI didn't know what to say when I held the divorce papers in my hands. But one thing was certain—I couldn't run away from my sins any longer. I had hurt Fedora countless times, and she had forgiven me time and again. Forgiveness was something I didn't deserve, and now I had to face the consequences of my actions.Fedora's question lingered in the air, and I pondered over it. Were we really okay? No, we weren't. Nothing between us was normal, and it all began with my selfish needs. First, it was about my wolf, then my pack, and finally, my pack's future. Fedora had fulfilled those conditions admirably. My wolf was healed, my pack was in a much better state, and now she carried my pack's future within her womb.How could I let her go?I couldn't sit there any longer, contemplating. I stood up and walked back to my room, retrieving the contract that had bound us. Returning to where Fedora was, I knelt before her. Confusion and hurt were evident in her eyes as she gazed at me.
FEDORA’S POVAs I and the others returned to Gray Glory pack, the weight of revelations bore down upon me. The whole truth about the rift between me and Lorcan had finally come to light, and it was a revelation that left me reeling.Melantha, the source of so much pain and confusion, had manipulated the situation from the start. She had fabricated the entire scene that had driven a wedge between me and Lorcan. For her actions, she had been sent to the werewolf base, a place akin to rehab, where she could heal and hopefully come to terms with her delusions.One of her friends revealed that Melantha had lived in a world of fantasy, convincing herself that Lorcan's care was love and that they were destined to be together. Her obsession had driven her to desperate measures up to a point where she rejected her own mate, and she even drugged Lorcan in an attempt to weaken our mate bond. However, due to Lorcan's strength the drug didn’t effected him that much and he ran away instead in an at
FEDORA’S POVAs I and two warriors ventured towards the battered barn, the memories of the mysterious figure who had entered it earlier gnawed at the back of my mind. The barn, now mostly destroyed from the recent battle, stood before me, a symbol of uncertainty. The scent of blood grew stronger as we approached near the barn, and I exchanged worried glances with the warriors by my side. The dread within me intensified as I sensed movements from within but my wolf was calm, she showed no signs of stress and that put me at ease.Quickly, I activated the mind link, summoning our pack members. Their responses were swift, and they arrived just in time to witness the unfolding mystery.The stench of decayed blood filled the air, a chilling reminder of the horrors that had taken place. I couldn't deny the fear that crept into my heart, but I refused to let it weaken my resolve. Pregnancy didn't equate to weakness; I was determined to face whatever awaited inside.Lorcan's warning glance did
FEDORA’S POVThe tension in the air was palpable, thick like an invisible shroud that seemed to constrict around everyone in the entire battle field. Lorcan's eyes, usually warm and inviting, were now cold, searching for something that eluded him. It was evident that he wasn't looking for me; his gaze bore into the distance, and the fire of determination flickered within his irises.Despite the numerous wounds that marred his body, he moved with a grace that belied the pain. With a few determined strides, he reached me, his fingers closing around me wrists, holding me in place. There was an undeniable possessiveness in his grip, an unspoken promise that he wouldn't let me go. My first instinct was to pull away, to create distance, but there was something about his close proximity that soothed the wild turmoil within me and my wolf. So, I stayed, my eyes locked onto his, searching for answers.Lorcan's men trailed behind him, their expressions mixed with curiosity and urgency. They wer
FEDORA’S POVWalking out of that grim place, the reality of the situation weighed heavily on me. The others trailing behind us were mostly underage and hadn't yet developed their wolf. Their vulnerability gnawed at my heart, but Lorcan assured me they would be safe. Still, trust was an elusive concept, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt.It was true, though. I had to think of our child. My wolf was already bearing the burden of protecting us both, and I couldn't afford to let my emotions jeopardize that. I was acutely aware of her exhaustion.The night's silence enveloped us, thickening the air with tension. The stillness felt ominous, as if it were the calm before an impending storm. My heart raced with each passing second.As we continued, I sensed a presence, something familiar. I stopped Lorcan, urgently whispering for him to hide. We all took cover in the shadows, and then I saw him - Zero. My mind struggled to process the sight; how had he found us?When the path see
LORCAN’S POVDirt caked her face, loneliness clung to her like a second skin, and she sat there, battered and wounded. I approached her, the weight of my past neglect pressing on me like a leaden cloak. She had sensed my presence, but her gaze remained distant, unfocused. I couldn't blame her; I hadn't been there when she needed me most.Step by careful step, I drew nearer, all my senses alert to her every movement. My warriors and Alpha Adrian were ready, positioned to strike the rogues once we had Fedora and the others safely away. But right now, in this tense moment, it was just me and my mate."Fedora?" My voice was a mere whisper, filled with regret and longing. She finally turned her gaze toward me, her eyes empty, but at least they acknowledged my presence.Kneeling in front of her, I gently cupped her cheek. The dirt and grime smeared across her delicate features couldn't hide her beauty. Her hands were bound, and I quickly set to work untying them. The ropes had left angry, r
THIRD PERSON’S POVFedora's predicament grew increasingly dire as the rogues continued to hold her captive, and her fellow shelter members found themselves in an equally perilous situation. Tensions ran high as the rescuers, led by Lorcan and Adrian, prepared to make their move.Lorcan's heart raced with worry for his mate and unborn child, but he knew he needed to remain composed for their sake. The scent of Fedora's blood filled the air, a constant reminder of the urgency of their mission. Adrian, though struggling with his own emotions, reminded Lorcan to control himself, knowing that their erratic behavior could jeopardize the rescue operation.As they followed the scent trail, the duo encountered the unexpected: a well-organized rogue pack. It was a stark departure from the typical chaotic nature of rogues. The rogues patrolling their borders appeared disciplined, and the territory seemed orderly. They realized that these rogues were not the usual feral wolves.The rescue team de
LORCAN’S POVMy temper was on the brink of erupting, a volatile mixture of emotions swirling within me. The scent of Fedora's blood, amplified by the bond we shared and the knowledge of her carrying my child, was a maddening cocktail that sent my wolf into a frenzy. The primal instincts of protection and urgency were warring within me, threatening to overwhelm my control."Control yourself, Lorcan," Adrian's words cut through the tumultuous storm of my thoughts. Even in his own turmoil, he managed to hold a semblance of restraint that I found both admirable and infuriating. While Fedora was his sister, and his concern was palpable, I struggled to maintain my composure in the face of such overwhelming emotions.The trail of Fedora's blood scent was a lifeline leading us through the dark labyrinth of uncertainty. It felt deliberate, a beacon she had left for us to follow—a glimmer of hope in an otherwise dire situation. I had already mobilized my pack, sending out a call to my warriors