“Calix?” He pushed his chair and stood, his movements lithe as predator, he rounded the table and stood before me. Before I could another word, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to my feet. “Do it again,” he said. “What?” He ripped my chemise into two and licked my bre,asts, exactly the spot the drink had landed. Oh! And I understood the assignment. Shamelessly shivering with need, I poured droplets of wine on my brea,sts and he slurped them up almost hungrily. The sensation of his lips on my skin sent shivers down my spine, making my pulse race. “More,” he commanded. I let the wine spill over the soft curves of my breasts, the liquid cool against my heated skin. A soft moan slipped from my lips as he leaned down again, his lips tracing the droplets as if savoring every drop, every inch of me. My knees buckled and I leaned into him. "Again," he murmured, his voice hoarse. "Give me more." Without hesitation, I emptied the glass on my bre,asts, the content spilling like a
Emily’s POV. A growl rumbled his chest and he crashed his lips against mine. Our lips met; moved and dissolved. And then he climbed the bed, kneeling before me, he positioned his shaft at my nether lips. “This is going to hurt a little, bella, but after that, I promise you it’s going to be raw pleasure,” he said. I bobbed my head with anticipation, though a part of me was nervous. He soothed me with gentle kisses, starting from my neck, down my to torso, and then he took turns on my n,pples…taking each into his mouth and sucked until I was a moaning mess. Letting go of my breas,ts, he claimed my lips in a passionate kiss as he straightened ontop of me and pushed himself forward. The crown of his shaft pushed into my folds and I gasped, pain shooting through me. Fvck! I didn’t realize he was this big, it was only the cap of his member, yet it felt as though my chest was about to rip. “You’re so big!” I puffed. “Yes, baby…Just the way the Moon goddess made for you.” His f
Emily’s POV. The rays of the morning sun landed on my face, chasing the remnants of sleep from my eyes. A smile tugged the corners of my lips as I recalled the escapade of last night. “Good morning, My Lady!” a familiar voice broke the air. I sat up on the bed, and my gaze fell on Brielle standing at the foot of the bed. I glanced around the room, but there was no sign of Calix. “His Majesty is in a meeting with the council,” Brielle answered, as though reading my thoughts. I forced a smile to my lips. “Is everything ready for my morning preparation?” I asked. At my question, Adalyn and Laura emerged from the washroom, the sleeves of their dresses rolled up and their hands glistening with lather. “Your bathwater is ready, Your Highness,” Adalyn announced. I slipped out of bed and walked to the washroom. A sigh left my lips as I lowered myself into the water, reveling in how the bubbles burst against my skin. The soothing scents of lavender, calendula, and rosemary leaves
Leia’s POV. The realization dawned on me, knocking air from my lungs and leaving me breathless. Gasping, I shut the book and hugged it to my chest, as if that might steady the whirlwind of emotions threatening to consume me. Slowly, my hands traveled to my stomach, cradling the precious little life growing in me. Footsteps inched toward the room and I closed the book. Lurching to my feet, I returned it to the shelf and hurried out of the room. The footsteps belonged to a guard patrolling the place. Quickly, I hurried down the corridors, up the fleet of stairs to my bedroom. I shut the door after me and climbed into my bed. Tears found their way in my eyes and cascaded down my face. The reality birthed before me was like a dream. When other maidens found their mates at the age of eighteen, I found mine at the age of thirty…and now the moon goddess had deemed it fit to bless our union with my pup. The nausea came again. This time I welcomed it, a bittersw
Calix’s POV. It all started after Han walked into the throne room this morning with a troubled expression. I knew immediately that something was wrong. “My Lord, we have a problem,” he said. I leaned forward on my throne, my brows furrowing as curiosity coursed through me. “What's it?” I asked. “It seems someone has been sneaking into the dungeon at night,” he reported. I jerked to my feet. “What?!” “The guards have reported incidents of unconsciousness that initially they thought were due to fatigue,” my beta reported. “However, upon closer inspection, they noticed signs of a foreign substance—likely a poison—being used to incapacitate them.” “Poison?” My gaze narrowed. “Yes, My Lord,” my beta continued. “The guards have reported of sudden drowsiness followed by complete unconsciousness for hours. When they awaken, they recall nothing of what transpired during their shifts. However, there have been faint traces of incense smoke lingering in the air after they awoke.”
Emily’s POV. My feet slammed against the damp floor as I ran, my breaths coming in ragged gasps. So, this is what they’ve been keeping from me? My father's gamma, Randolph, was held prisoner behind these walls and he was Leia’s mate? An ache pushed my heart and a lump formed in my throat. She was pregnant with their child. It was the reason she suddenly dismissed our chatter and left me alone in the solarium. It was never the poor flowers. All my life, I’ve never felt this betrayed—like a helpless pawn in a game. Good grief, I’d opened my heart to them, loved him more than words could describe, and all they could do was to betray me like this? If I hadn’t suddenly woken up and noticed Calix leaving the room and followed him stealthily to the underground, I would never have discovered the truth. How long did they plan on keeping it from me? My head ached from too many questions raging through my head. When did all these happen? When did she discover Randolph was her mate
Calix’s POV. A Lycan king should never show weakness. A Lycan king should never shed tears in front of his subjects, but I couldn't help it. I broke into more tears seeing my mate lose herself, she was no longer talking to her fingers, but drawing invisible lines on the floor. She looked like a shadow of herself—lost, fractured, nothing like the woman I held in my arms moments ago. My chest heaved with sadness, the tears streaming endlessly down my face. It was all my fault. If I hadn’t kept the truth from her—none of this would have happened. Footsteps echoed into the room and I turned to see Han entering. “My Lord, Mr. Petecin is here,” he announced. I wiped my eyes hastily, straightening from the floor as I caught sight of the royal physician lingering in the doorway. “May I come in?” Mr. Petecin asked. I nodded, motioning for him to step inside. The man moved with measured steps, avoiding the shards of shattered glass littering on the floor. He reached me, bowed,
Leia’s POV.My hands trembled as I cleaned up my mate. He was bleeding from many wounds on his body, but luckily for us, none of the wounds were infected with venom.Two guards stood at the entrance of the room, watching my every move, but their cold gazes were nothing compared to the cold space of the dungeon. I moved with proficiency, carefully dabbing at the deep gashes that marred his skin.Randolph groaned, his face contorting in pain as he sank further into one of the beds of the sickbay. I’d offered him my cloak to cover his naked,ness.My eyes spun and another wave of nausea hit me. But I pushed on, dipping the cloth into the basin of water beside me, squeezing out the excess water before pressing it into another wound.Randolph groaned again. He was burning up. He needed medicine, herbs—something to fight off the fever that was on the way.I turned to the shelves and rummaged for some herbs and roots. Grabbing the mortar and pestle, I knelt on the floor and went to work
Emily’s POV.Three years later...“...ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen,” Calix counted with his eyes closed and the pups wouldn’t stop giggling as they scurried about the castle’s garden in search of the best spots to hide.The afternoon sun bathed the castle in its warm light. The trees were perfect green and sparkled with leftover dew from the morning. The sky was blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily in the gentle breeze.Leia and I were seated on a plush picnic blanket, beneath the shade of a grand willow tree. We watched the game unfold with amused smiles.My ladies-in-waiting—Brielle, Laura, and Adalyn were arranging refreshments on a low table in a corner; pouring tea and engaging in quiet chatter.Rowan, the eldest of my triplets, laughed as he hid behind the water fountain. Caius his brother, crouched behind a thick rosebush near the garden’s stone pathway. Aurora, my only daughter, found one of the most creative hiding spots, slipping beneath the desse
Emily’s POV. Few months later... Leia’s anguished cries shattered the stillness of Nirian Castle. Brielle, Laura, and Adalyn, now my ladies-in-waiting, ran around in the room, seeing to it that everything was in order to receive the baby—several staff members stood by, ready to assist. I sat on the bed with Leia, gently massaging her shoulders as she endured the throes of labor. “What's happening?” I asked the midwife. “Why is it taking so long?” “Everything is fine, Your Majesty. The baby has just crowned.” I might not be conversant with all medical terms, but ever since I discovered I was pregnant, I have read extensively. Crowning meant the baby’s head had appeared at the mother’s opening prior to emerging. I turned to my mate’s cousin and massaged her back. “You’re doing great, Leia!” I encouraged. “You’re almost there.” She let out deep huffs and, with another cry, pushed… A tiny feeble cry of a baby filled the room. The newborn squirmed, covered in blood
“Calix!” I cried. He sucked my n,pple, licking, nipping so gently that I forgot how to breathe. I arched my torso towards him, willing him to take more. His lips curved into a satisfied smile before running a tongue on my entire bre,sts. Calix expertly dragged his tongue to my other brea,st and enclosed my ni,pple with his mouth. Reopening my eyes, I moaned as the sensation of his tongue engulfed me. He was sucking me, biting me, teasing me in a way that made my core throb for him. “Calix, please!” I begged. “Yes, bella. What do you want?” “I need you,” I blurted. With one last tease, Calix straightened, his eyes utterly darkened with need. His gaze locked on mine, he grabbed his member and guided himself to my entrance. “You’re so wet and ready for me,” he said, searching my gaze. I moaned as he flicked his rod at my entrance before pressing forward. I gasped and gripped his shoulder for support. Each time he pressed inside, I huffed because it felt as though my
Emily’s POV. We arrived at the royal garden and Calix gently lowered me back to my feet. Something tells me this wasn’t our destination, but when I glanced at Calix, he was removing his clothes. A flush crept up my neck, my skin prickling with anticipation. Ever since the night Calix and I marked ourselves, we hadn’t made love. “Let me guess, we’re going to be making love in the open air tonight?” I asked. Calix, who was already bare-torsoed, nodded and also twitched his eyebrows as though undecided, before proceeding to remove his boots and then trousers. In a moment, he stood stark-naked before and my poor breath hitched in a way it has never before as I stared down at the strength coiled at his groin. Calix smirked. “I was thinking it was high time I introduced you to my lycanthrope.” “Gabriel?” He nodded. “Are you ready?” My heart thumped with excitement. I smiled. “Yes, I am.” Calix threw back his head and a guttural growl escaped him. His ears elongated, ja
Emily’s POV. “Are you ready?” my father asked through our mind link. “Yes, I am,” I replied him. A pang of nervousness curled in my stomach as we entered the Sacred Moonlit Court and took our first step down the aisle. But then, I looked at the ceremonial arch and my gaze locked with Calix’s. His gaze softened, and he offered me a reassuring, very charming smile. My heart melted. I broke into a grin just as every chain of anxiety shattered. I scanned the gathering. Standing to my right were Elara and her parents. Calix had invited them after officially introducing us to each other three days ago. Elara smiled and gave me a small nod. My father and I approached the altar. My gaze settled on the Tyrese council members, they stood in the front rows of the court towards my left. Their eyes were wide with intrigue as they studied my father—the alpha who’d haunted them for years. Of course, that was before Calix entered the scene. And to my right, the Nirian parliament st
Emily’s POV. Five Days later.... The courtyard bustled from the arrival of guests. They moved in groups, their laughter and camaraderie weaving through the evening atmosphere. Inside the royal dressing room, Brielle and the handmaidens, and the royal stylist worked harmoniously to get me ready for my big day. A knock rapped on the door and Leia walked into the room. She was already dressed for the occasion, styled in a sleeveless dark blue gown. It hugged her form elegantly. Her hair was styled into a crown halo, making her look every bit the noblewoman she was. “You look absolutely breathtaking, My Lady. Goddess above! You were born for this,” Leia purred as she crossed the room and joined me before the tall mirror. “Hello, Lady Leia,” I greeted, taking in her radiant appearance. “You look absolutely fabulous.” “In this?” she asked, teasingly lifting the hem of her gown. “Are you sure?” “Yes,” I affirmed. She grinned. “Randolph chose everything himself—the dres
Calix’s POV. “Land ho!” the lookout man hollered from the crow’s nest. I lifted my spyglass and gazed at the island ahead—Azalea, my mate’s country. Han stood beside me at the bow of the royal ship, his gaze fixed on the horizon. “Are you certain about this?” he asked. I wasn’t certain about this mission. I wasn’t sure if this trip was a good or bad idea. But one thing was sure after my mate brought me back to consciousness last night—I wanted to make things right. I wanted to smoothen all paths and strengthen every relationship between friends and family. Whether I liked it or not, Alpha Thane was family since I was going to be officially starting a family with his daughter. Perhaps, an absolution for him—a second chance to mend the past. “Yes, Han. It’s time to put the past behind us,” I replied, lowering the spyglass and glancing at him. “Don’t you think he deserves a second chance?” Han’s jaw tightened. “Alpha Thane…I don’t trust him,” he puffed. I inhaled deeply
Emily’s POV. The royal seamstress circled me for the umpteenth time as she put the finishing touches to my gown. Not just any gown, but ‘D gown’ for my Luna ceremony, slated to take place in five days. Calix announced the date for the ceremony during dinner last night. About last night— Well, last night was incredible. Calix had carried me into the washroom, gently lowered me back to my feet, and prepared our bathwater. A slight shiver did course down my spine upon realizing that it was going to be our first bath together. After preparing the bathwater, Calix peeled off his clothes and bless my eyes! My hungry gaze had drifted lower, following his hands as he peeled off his breeches and tossed it in the laundry basket. My breath lodged in my throat as I took in the strength coiled between his thighs. A sardonic smile lit up his face as he caught me looking. “You know, if you wanted a better view, you just had to ask, bella,” he said, and heat rushed to my face. I immedi
Calix’s POV. I was trapped in the abyss, wandering the desolate land when suddenly a bright light appeared above in the sky—the same bright light that had swallowed my mate up moments ago. It’s true, the spiritual controls the physical. Happiness shimmered inside me upon beholding the light, especially as I glanced down at my wounds and noticed them healing at an insanely fast pace. “Calix.” I heard it, my mate’s soft, sweet voice beckoning me. The bright white light swallowed me whole, and my soul swirled back into my body. I jerked and relaxed under the touch of a familiar palm on my forehead. Her scent wrapped around me—that intoxicating scent of lavender and myrrh. My lashes fluttered open, and the world blurred to focus. “Calix!” Leia gasped in the background. “Calix! You’re awake!” she cried. My gaze landed on my mate, just as she staggered. I caught her wrist and held her in place. A faint smile spread on my lips, a feeling of completeness washing over me. “Hell