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Unknown's Point of View *** Warning: Graphic violence and badly spoken English.*** "Hey, boss! I seen a woman who looks like the splitting image of the photo whats you showed us," Kyle told me over the phone. "She's young but looks the same." "You mean spitting image," I sighed, closing my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose. I despised listening to that imbecile mangle his native and only language. It was painful to hear and always gave me a headache, so I was thankful that the idiotic rogue wasn't able to mind-link me. Only my pack members could do that. However, to find a young woman who looked like Luna Mara was exciting news. On the night of the attack, we killed everyone who was there. We left no one alive who could have recognised us. However, I knew we had missed the pregnant Luna when we searched the bodies. There had been a total of three pregnant women in the pack, but none of them was her. The pregnant women were captured and dealt with separately. Kree said it wou
Daemon's Point of View "I said you will not be staying!" The angry look on my face must have finally registered in that simpering woman's head. Thanks to her, Adriana, my mate and Luna-to-be had run out of the room upset. I could feel her emotions through our bond. I needed to deal with this woman and my bloody father before I could go to Adriana and make things right. I turned to Mitchell and yelled, "You had to go ahead and interfere in something you should have kept well out of! Now fix this shit before I do something we'll both regret!" "I-I-I'm sorry, son," he stammered. "At the beginning, I thought I was helping you, and when you started talking about Adriana, I completely forgot to get back in contact with Rikard." "I'll fix it with him," he mind-linked me. "You had better!" I replied tersely. "My father assured me that I would mate with your son and be Luna of the pack," Melinda sulked to Mitchell. "I never agreed to that," he replied. "I only set up the meeting. It was
Adriana's Point of View “Adriana? Where are you, babe?” “Hey, Adriana. I need you to come back, sweetheart. I need you to be here.” Why was Daemon still trying to contact me? It was two times now. He already had his chosen Luna, and there was no way he could have both of us. I wouldn’t allow it, and frankly, I didn’t think she would either, whoever she was. Callie had told me that Daemon wouldn’t be able to mark his new Luna because marking your true fated mate was forever. Knowing that made me realise that the emotional distance I thought was between us was most likely because he hadn’t meant to mark me in the heat of the moment. I certainly didn’t mean to sink my canines into his neck, either. Still, Calliope took over momentarily, and it just happened. I assumed that it was the same for him. This thought reminded me that Calliope hadn’t spoken to me yet. I could sense how sad and depressed she was. It was the same for me. For now, I would let her fret about Theo, but I wasn’t g
Adriana's Point of View "You!" he spat. "You are coming with me!" "What did I do?" I cried. "I haven't done anything. Leave me alone!" Grabbing me by my hair, he yanked me up and hauled me to the front of the bus. "You can go now," he said to the driver as he dragged me out the door. Two pickups were parked in the middle of the road, which was obviously to stop the bus. The masked man forced me into the front vehicle with three others sitting inside it, and we drove off. What the hell was happening? I didn't think these men were sent by Daemon. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, the pain in my neck almost forgotten. I was unceremoniously dumped onto the back seat of their vehicle. It looked like it was an off-road pickup that had seen plenty of wear and tear. Two men sat in the front. There was already another man in the back seat, and the guy who grabbed me sat beside me on my right, sandwiching me between them. All four of them were shifters. If I said I wasn't scared beyond
Tyler's Point of View When I went upstairs after Adriana, I was prepared to incite Daemon's wrath. Adriana needed comforting after witnessing that woman coming on to Daemon as if she were his mate. Adriana was our Luna, not her. I was expecting her to be upset. When I got upstairs, I was not expecting her to be angry like that. I had never seen Adriana angry before, and she was a force to be reckoned with. I could almost pity Daemon for riling her up. Almost. Another thing I was not expecting was for Adriana to have a bag packed and be leaving. "What are you doing?" I asked her. "I'm leaving," she said, stating the obvious and pushing past me. "I can't let you do that," I replied, as there was no way in hell that Daemon would let his mate leave. Then Adriana did something I never knew she was capable of. She gave me an Alpha command that I couldn’t help but be compelled to do as she said. What the hell? This was no mere Luna command. I would have been able to override that becaus
Daemon's Point of View "Where is my mate?" I demanded of Callie and Zeke. Damn those two for hiding her from me. I vaguely remembered meeting them before when they came and sought permission to work and live outside of the pack lands. Depending on how much they had to do with Adriana disappearing, I might be rescinding my approval. What surprised me was Callie's outburst, though, and I had to give it to her for being a loyal friend to Adriana. It also gave me insight into what Adriana had told them. They now knew she was my mate and that she believed I would choose that stupid woman above my beautiful Adriana. How could she have thought that? Geez. Where had I gone so wrong as to not make it clear to her that I wanted her and no one else? In hindsight, I should have sat Adriana down immediately after her heat and told her what I had planned for us. Instead, I waited until I spoke to my father, and everything went to hell. Yet again, I had some fixing up to do in regards to her. I j
Daemon's Point of View Tyler, Adam and I were travelling at top speed down the highway, hopefully towards Adriana. Kilometre after kilometre flitting past. None of us sought to make conversation, for which I was thankful. Theo and I were extremely apprehensive about Adriana, and the pain in my mark irritated me and made me short-tempered. I would prefer not to snap at either Adam or Tyler. Ahead of us, we could see the bus still in the middle of the road and police cars surrounding it, with their lights flashing. It didn't look like the bus had crashed or anything, but we weren't going to be able to tell if it had until we were much closer. I silently prayed to the Goddess that it hadn't and that Adriana was okay. As we neared, one of the city constables indicated for us to pull over. Adam wound the driver's side window down. "We won't be long, and then you can go on your way," said the police constable. "Excuse me, Constable, we need to catch up to the bus," Adam replied "Yeah,
Adriana's Point of View Things were looking bleak. I had woken up in an unfamiliar place I had no idea where it was. Clearly, I was inside, and it was a storage room based on the old boxes stacked in the corner. However, it didn't seem as if it was somewhere used often, if at all. There was a musty, rancid smell. The kind that came from rotting produce that had been decaying for years. Many years. In the room with me were five shifters. I could smell them. Four of them had been in the vehicle with me and smelled the same; fetid and gross. It stunk. It wasn't normal. The apparent leader had a completely different smell, like a regular shifter, except that he wasn't regular in any way, shape or form. "Take your contacts out," he demanded. I could feel his Alpha aura trying to overpower me and compel me to do as he commanded. It wasn't working, but I was in shock, and all I could do was stare at him with my mouth open, catching flies, as my mother used to say. My mother. The only othe
Lucienne's Point of ViewAs we collapsed onto the bed, tangled in each other's arms, I felt the bond between us thrumming with an intensity that was both exhilarating and terrifying. Their touch had ignited something primal within me, but the deep connection of our souls—woven together by the Goddess herself—left me trembling. The sensation was overwhelming, as though my heart, mind, and essence had been fused with theirs.Marc shifted to lie on his side, his arm draped lazily over me, while Cole reclined against the headboard, his chest rising and falling heavily. None of us spoke; words felt unnecessary after such intimacy.But soon, a strange tension rippled through the air.Marc's hand, warm against my skin just moments ago, clenched suddenly. He groaned, his body tensing as his brow furrowed in discomfort. Cole's jaw tightened, and his breathing became shallow as he rubbed at his arms like they were aflame."What's wrong?" I asked, propping myself up on one elbow, worry coursing
Lucienne's Point of ViewAn excited tension was in the air as Marc, Cole, and I entered the bedroom. After training, I had whispered that I was ready to complete the mating bond. Marc had suggested that we shower together and take it from there.The thought of mating with them sent a tingle down my spine, sending all kinds of signals southward. Both guys were eyeing me hungrily, and Marc's claws were extended slightly. He was barely holding onto it! Control by a thread."What do you want to do, my love?" asked Cole."You," I answered. "I want to do both of you." As I stood there, I felt the warmth rise to my cheeks, my face turning a deep shade of red. My brazen comment sent a sudden wave of embarrassment washing over me, making my skin tingle with heat.Cole stepped behind me without another word. He turned me to face a mirror, his movements deliberate and purposeful. I felt the light brush of his fingers as he gripped the hem of my shirt, a silent request rather than a forceful dema
Marc's Point of ViewLucienne was seated between Cole and me, indulging in what could only be described as a hearty brunch. Plates of food surrounded us, a mix of proteins, fruits, and carbs piled high. I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer amount she managed to put away, each bite purposeful and efficient. It wasn't about enjoying the meal; it was about refuelling her body after pushing herself—and us—to the limit during training.Given her activity level, it made sense that she needed so much sustenance, but it was still impressive to witness. She ate without hesitation, her appetite matching the energy she exuded on the training field. Cole and I weren't far behind her, our own plates stacked high as we tried to replenish what we'd burned off.It wasn't just the quantity; it was the unspoken understanding that this was part of the life we led. As Alphas and warriors, our bodies were machines that required maintenance, and food was fuel. Still, watching Lucienne, I found myself qu
Marc's Point of ViewLucienne was seated between Cole and me, indulging in what could only be described as a hearty brunch. Plates of food surrounded us, a mix of proteins, fruits, and carbs piled high. I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer amount she managed to put away, each bite purposeful and efficient. It wasn't about enjoying the meal; it was about refuelling her body after pushing herself—and us—to the limit during training.Given her activity level, it made sense that she needed so much sustenance, but it was still impressive to witness. She ate without hesitation, her appetite matching the energy she exuded on the training field. Cole and I weren't far behind her, our own plates stacked high as we tried to replenish what we'd burned off.It wasn't just the quantity; it was the unspoken understanding that this was part of the life we led. As Alphas and warriors, our bodies were machines that required maintenance, and food was fuel. Still, watching Lucienne, I found myself qu
Lucienne's Point of ViewI tilted my head, letting a slow, knowing smile spread across my lips. "Why are you so determined for Marc and Cole to set aside their fated mate and choose your daughter? You're so desperate, Elizabeth, that you would threaten my life. So certain that you're owed something you and your daughter were never destined for. What's it like knowing you weren't fated to the Alpha after all these years of scheming? All that effort, all those lies, and still—" I paused for effect, meeting her eyes with steely defiance. "The Moon Goddess never chose you."Her jaw clenched, and I saw the flicker of fury she tried to suppress. "Don't presume to lecture me about what I deserve," she hissed. "I was with the Alpha before he met his fated mate, and I am Luna now. I've earned my place—""Earned?" I interrupted, arching a brow. "Do you even hear yourself? I'll say it again: the Moon Goddess didn't choose you. No amount of manipulation or deceit can change that. He rejected you
Lucienne's Point of ViewI woke to the soothing warmth of two strong arms wrapped protectively around me; my body cocooned between Marc and Cole. The steady rhythm of their breathing was a balm to my restless soul, a rare moment of tranquillity after the chaos of the last few days. For now, at least, the world outside could wait. The unspoken agreement between us was clear—just the comfort of presence, nothing more. Yet, as I lay there, watching the first golden rays of dawn seep through the edges of the heavy curtains, my mind churned with a storm of thoughts I couldn't quite silence.A faint tingling coursed through the marks on my neck, a physical echo of the bond we'd made the night before. I let my fingers drift over them absentmindedly, their presence grounding me while also stirring something deeper—a strange mix of vulnerability and unshakable strength. The connection hummed beneath my fingertips, a rope that bound us together in ways that words never could."What's going on i
Cole's Point of ViewLucienne's breath caught, her heartbeat quickening, but she didn't pull away. The world around them seemed to still, the quiet of the room amplifying the thrum of her pulse in her ears.Then, with an uncharacteristic yet wholly captivating hesitance, I leaned down. My lips met hers in a kiss so soft and unhurried that it felt like time had paused to savour the moment. The kiss was chaste, a gentle melding of lips that carried no urgency, only a silent promise.Lucienne moaned, her lips opening slightly. My cock harden, making my jeans tight. The moan nearly made me come in my pants. That was enough of an invitation for me to deepen the kiss—our tongues sparring.When I finally withdrew, my forehead rested lightly against hers, my breath mingling in the shared silence. I closed my eyes to focus on reducing my arousal. Lucienne's eyes fluttered open, her lips tingling from the ghost of my touch, and for a moment, all the chaos and uncertainty in her world faded away
Marc's Point of View"What's your relationship with the Royal Family?" I asked, leaning towards Lucienne. I took note of the rare colour of her eyes. How could I have not noticed the stunning colour? It was the same as the Royal Family, but I had also noticed that two others in their entourage had the same shade of purple. There was another who had a deeper, darker purple.Suddenly, her eyes glazed over, and she was obviously mind-linking someone. I wondered who. I was an Alpha Wolf, and we were possessive creatures at best, and I had seen how close she was with Prince Cedric. I really hoped she wasn't in a relationship with him. For all intents and purposes, he seemed to be a nice guy, but I would hate him if she were with him."There's something you should know. About who I am," Lucienne stated. "I am here with my parents and twin brother, Cedric.""Cedric. As in… Crown Prince Cedric?" asked Cole, to which Lucienne nodded. "That makes you. I mean… Your Highness?""Stop right there!"
Daemon's Point of ViewWatching Lucienne ascend the stairs with Marc and Cole, I felt a pang of bittersweet pride settle in my chest. My little girl—my eldest daughter—was nineteen and all grown up. She moved with the grace of a warrior and the quiet confidence of someone who knew her worth. It struck me how much she resembled her mother—the same striking features, the same fire in her eyes.Adriana, standing beside me, seemed to sense my thoughts. She slipped her hand into mine, her touch warm and grounding. "She's everything we hoped she would be," she said softly, her voice laced with emotion."She is," I replied, my eyes still on the staircase where Lucienne had disappeared moments before. "It feels like just yesterday she was running around the house, training with Cedric, declaring she'd never wear a dress."Adriana chuckled, her laugh like music to my ears. "And now she's wearing heels and dresses but still commanding armies and winning trials."I couldn't help but smile. "She'