Aurora's POVWedding. Ahh, Ellen was talking about Lucas and Anne's wedding earlier but I didn't let myself think much about it. What is there to think about anyway? What should I think about? It's not like I have any good relationship with either of them. Nor will I be attending their wedding. Werewolves don't marry for whatever reason. They decide to have a mating ceremony which is enough for them as long as they are marked. Then why the hell do they want to have a wedding like some freaking vampires or witches? Or maybe human since they are mainly known for that too. The impending wedding between Lucas and Anne amplifies the raw pain of betrayal that has been etched into the fabric of my past. Lucas, my first mate, the one who callously rejected me, is now pledging his life to another. And I am unfortunate enough to have come back just when they decided to do that. Why didn't they do that years ago? Why now?,Anne, once my best friend too, seized the opportunity to claim my mate
Returning to the alpha's mansion, I expected a semblance of order, only to find my car conspicuously absent from where I meticulously parked it. Initial calm was replaced by a surge of anger, a fiery response to the audacity of someone violating my personal space. The reason I forced myself to get an apartment alone even when I was struggling to make ends meet in the human world. I have always loved my space and hate when anyone violates it which is the same thing alpha Caden just did. He is getting on my last nerve now. The agreement to endure the proposed punishment didn't grant the right to invade my privacy, Alpha or not. I don't care if he leads thousands of people. I don't consider myself a member of his pack anymore. I am here against my will which means he isn't the boss of me. I won't take such violations. Suppressing panic, I scrutinized the surroundings, searching for any sign of my missing vehicle. The notion that the Alpha, in his authoritative position, might have rif
Alpha Caden's POVObserving Aurora, I witness the aftermath of a day steeped in tears, her delicate fingers delicately wiping away the remnants of a torrential emotional storm. Her eyes, swollen from the weight of persistent weeping, tell a story of anguish and heartache and heartbreak. Of course it was caused by me. As I witness her pain, an unexpected twinge of guilt flits through my consciousness. Is it a flicker of remorse for the emotional turmoil I have knowingly inflicted? I dismiss the notion almost immediately; after all, why should I feel guilt for someone I am going to discard, a temporary presence in the grand scheme of my plans?A rationalization surfaces within me, a mental reminder that this is merely a transaction, a calculated arrangement with a predetermined expiration date. I had been transparent with Aurora, conveying the purely selfish nature of our connection and my eventual intention to let her go. The truth, unclouded by deception, hangs in the air.Yet, as I
Aurora's POVThe following morning unfolded with an unwelcome heaviness, as I emerged from a restless slumber, my body burdened by fatigue, and my eyes as puffy as ever – perhaps even more swollen than the previous day. The weight of the emotional turmoil lingered like an uninvited guest, casting a shadow over the new day, and the exhaustion that clung to me hinted at a night plagued by restless thoughts and a heart unwilling to find solace in sleep.I knew today was going to be harder than the day before which I'm not looking forward to but it's not like I have an option anyway. If I don't wake up now and start thinking about working, Alpha Caden will come and knock on the door to wake me up in the most brutal way. Or maybe send a maid or two to come pour water on me just so I could wake up. Alpha Caden showed me to this room yesterday. It was the room closest to the master bedroom and I think I have seen it locked before but it was like a heaven right now. I wasn't sure what I expe
Suppressing the simmering anger that pulsed beneath the surface, I swallowed my frustration with each gritted teeth, clenching my hands into fists as I navigated my way out of the mansion. The realization that my car keys were withheld intensified the tightening knot of tension within me. How dare he do this to me? Is this the life he wants me to go through? Make me suffer so harshly?Observing the lack of vehicular options within the pack, I approached the guard stationed at the entrance and asked again for the second time, "Where is the office he works at?""He is the CEO and the president of Pinnacle Capital, ma'am. It is around number thirty five…" he rattled the address and I quickly typed it down in my phone so as to not forget. I grew up in Brown Wood Pack my whole life and should have known the crevices of the whole place, but I don't. I am mostly sheltered around the Alpha's mansion, my father's house, school and the places surrounding us, nowher
Alpha Caden's POV"Good good." I say to Aurora who only narrowed her eyes at my probably amused smile since I cannot help myself. As I watched Aurora step into my office, her comment about its impressiveness hung in the air, a stark contrast to the chaos I had intentionally caused in her morning routine. She was ten minutes early, a detail that irked me more than I cared to admit. I had been looking forward to punishing her for disrupting my plans, although I hadn't quite decided what form that punishment would take.She continued to surprise me, just as she had from the moment she entered my life. Neither of us had expected her to end up working in my company, and yet here she was, defying expectations once again. Dressed in her cute little outfit that she is probably hating because I don't like my employees dressed in casual clothes. I hate when they do that. It makes everything look unprofessional and this is the first and last day Aurora does this too. As I sat at my desk, I cou
Aurora's POVI couldn't help but roll my eyes as I navigated my way across the bustling street, heading towards the familiar coffee shop that Alpha Caden had insisted I visit to fetch his afternoon pick-me-up. He always insisted on being called Mr. Black at work, despite the fact that everyone there was a werewolf. Frankly, I didn't understand his aversion to the title "Alpha."Stepping through the door of the coffee shop, I was immediately greeted by the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee, the scent reminiscent of the bustling cafés of the human world. It was the kind of aroma that could lift your spirits and invigorate your senses, perfect for jumpstarting a busy day or powering through a long list of clients.As I approached the counter to place my order, a pang of nostalgia tugged at my chest, reminding me of the life I had left behind in the human world. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness at the thought of my clients and employees back at the tattoo shop, their f
Alpha CadenAs I stood among the other alphas, the weight of their condolences hung heavy in the air, each word a somber reminder of the loss I had endured. They offered their sympathies with solemn expressions, their voices laced with genuine regret as they acknowledged the passing of my mate."Alpha Caden, I am truly sorry for your loss," one of the older alphas murmured, his tone filled with empathy as he clasped my shoulder in a gesture of solidarity. "Losing a mate is never easy, especially under such tragic circumstances."The sentiment was echoed by the others, each one expressing their condolences in their own way. Some offered words of comfort, while others simply stood in silent solidarity, their presence a testament to the bond that united us as leaders of our respective packs.I nodded in acknowledgment of their condolences, grateful for their support in my time of need. Despite our differences and rivalries, they understood the pain of losing a mate, and their expressions
Alpha Caden’s POV Ten Years Later. Her smile illuminated the room, a beacon of warmth that drew me in like a moth to a flame. I watched as she moved gracefully, every motion sending a surge of electricity coursing through my veins. When she stretched against me, her body arched with a sensual grace that left me breathless.I buried my face in her hair, inhaling deeply, savoring the intoxicating scent that enveloped me. Her laughter was like music to my ears, a sweet melody that echoed in the depths of my soul. "I need to send a thank-you note to the company that makes my shampoo," she teased."It's not your shampoo that smells so good," I replied, my voice husky with desire. "It's you. You're delicious." I pressed my lips against her neck, trailing soft kisses along her skin, reveling in the taste of her.Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as our lips met in a slow, tender kiss. Each touch sent sparks flying, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing momen
Aurora’s POV The room was filled with the beeping of monitors and the quiet hum of medical equipment. I lay on the hospital bed, sweat trickling down my forehead, every muscle in my body straining with the effort of bringing new life into the world. Caden was beside me, his strong hand gripping mine, his presence a steady anchor amidst the storm of labor.“You’re doing amazing,” he whispered, his voice low and soothing. “I’m right here with you.”I focused on his eyes, drawing strength from the love and determination I saw there. With each contraction, I pushed with all my might, the pain intense but the goal in sight. Time seemed to blur, each moment stretching out endlessly and yet passing in a heartbeat.The doctor’s voice broke through the haze. “I can see the head. One more big push, Aurora. You can do this.”With a final, desperate effort, I bore down, feeling a rush of relief as the first baby emerged into the world. A lusty cry filled the room, and tears sprang to my eyes.
Third Person POVAfter the tension of the night eased, Lilian and Caleb found themselves tangled in each other’s arms on the bed. Caleb held her close, his warmth and steady heartbeat lulling her into a sense of safety she hadn’t felt in a long time. The bond between them was undeniable, and despite the confusion and complications, there was a deep sense of rightness in being together.Caleb whispered soothing words into her ear, his voice a balm to her frayed nerves. Slowly, Lilian's eyes grew heavy, and she drifted off to sleep, cocooned in his embrace. Caleb watched her for a while, his fingers gently tracing patterns on her back, until he too succumbed to the pull of slumber.They slept deeply, their bodies and souls finding solace in each other’s presence. As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Caleb stirred. He looked down at Lilian, her features softened in sleep, and felt a surge of protectiveness and love. Carefully, he disentangled himself from her and p
Third Person POVLilian lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling as the minutes ticked by. Sleep evaded her, her mind a tumultuous sea of emotions and thoughts. Her wolf paced restlessly within her, agitated and yearning. She turned over, trying to find a comfortable position, but it was no use. The bond she felt with Caleb was like a persistent itch she couldn't scratch, a need that gnawed at her insides.With a frustrated sigh, she threw back the covers and got out of bed. The cold floorboards against her feet did nothing to soothe her restless spirit. She wrapped a shawl around her shoulders and quietly slipped out of her room, the moonlight casting soft shadows in the dimly lit corridor.Her steps were silent as she made her way through the palace halls, the silence of the night amplifying the sound of her own heartbeat. She knew where she was going. There was only one place she could go. She needed to see Caleb. To feel his presence. To understand what had happened between them.
Aurora’s POV I found Caden pacing in his study, his face a mask of anger and frustration. His twin brother and his daughter—how could things have spiraled out of control so quickly? I could feel the tension radiating from him as I approached, my heart aching for him."Caden," I called softly, but he didn't stop pacing.I moved closer, gently reaching out to touch his arm. "Caden, please. Sit down. Let's talk."He halted, looking at me with stormy eyes. "Fox, you don't understand. My own brother... with my daughter. How could he do this? How could she?"I guided him to the couch, my touch gentle but firm. "I know you're angry. But getting worked up like this won't solve anything."He resisted at first, but I coaxed him with soft touches, my fingers brushing his arm, then his cheek. I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. Slowly, his rigid posture began to soften. He sighed heavily and allowed me to lead him to sit down.As he sat, I settled myself on his lap, facing him. "Cad
Third Person POVLilian sat on the edge of her bed, the room still reeling from the emotional storm that had just passed. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, her body wrapped in the sheets that had witnessed the chaos. She felt hollow, her mind a swirl of confusion and heartache.The door creaked open, and Aurora stepped in quietly, her expression filled with concern. She crossed the room in a few quick strides and wrapped her arms around Lilian, holding her tightly. Lilian stiffened at first, then melted into the embrace, the dam of her emotions breaking once more.Aurora stroked her hair gently. "Lilian, I'm here.It's okay. Let it all out."Lilian clung to Aurora, her sobs coming hard and fast. "I felt it, Aurora. I felt the bond. We're truly mates, and I think I already like him. I feel like I can't live without him. But now he's madto me, and it hurts so much."Aurora held her tighter, her own eyes filling with tears at seeing her friend in such pain. "Oh, Lilian. I'm so s
Third Person POVCaden approached Lilian's bedroom with a heavy heart, ready to explain everything to his daughter. The events of the past week had been tumultuous, and he needed her to understand why he hadn’t told her about him and Aurora. But as he reached for the door, something felt off. The door was slightly ajar, and the scent of sweat and sex hung thick in the air.Pushing the door open, Caden’s eyes widened in shock at the sight before him. Lilian was in bed, naked and tangled in sheets, with a man beside her. His heart dropped when he recognized the man—it was Caleb, his twin brother. Rage ignited within him like a wildfire."You son of a bitch!" Caden roared, storming into the room.Caleb barely had time to react before Caden's fist connected with his jaw, sending him reeling back onto the bed. Lilian screamed, pulling the sheets up to cover herself as the brothers clashed violently."What the hell are you doing?" Caleb shouted, scrambling to defend himself as Caden swung
Third Person POV Caleb rises to his knees, rips open the zipper on his trousers, and fists his cock in his hand.Lilian stares at it with wide eyes, her hammering heart skipping a beat, then starting up again, beating even faster. Thick and veined, the shaft juts out proudly from his fist. The crown is fat and red, the slit on top glistening with a drop of wetness.His cock is massive, almost intimidating in size. "That look on your face is a bloody nice compliment," he growls. Then he positions himself between her spread thighs, sliding the head up and down through her pussy lips, wetting it.Lilian gasps, managing a breathy, "Condom?""Wasn't planning on having sex today," he says through gritted teeth, staring down into her wide eyes. "Still time to say no, Lilian."She's so turned on, she can barely think. "You said you were clean?""Aye. I promise.""Then fuck me, Caleb. And don't you dare hold anything back. I want everything you have to give me."His grin looks feral. With a s
Third Person POVDelirious, her eyes rolling back in her head, Lilian gasped, “What the hell is happening?” Maybe she is drunk. “Your mate is fingering your gorgeous wet cunt, that’s what,” Caleb growled, his voice dripping with lust.“Goddess! Caleb!” she cried out, her body trembling.“Aye, lass. Say my name just like that when you come,” he breathed, his accent thick and intoxicating.Rocking his hips into her so his erection was pressed right up against her hip, he kissed a path down her neck to her chest, then licked at her cleavage, dipping his tongue into the cleft between her breasts. When she groaned again, he lightly bit down on the swell of one breast.“I need to taste every inch of you,” he whispered, his voice dark and commanding. “I need to bite every perfect part of your skin. I want to fuck you and spank you and make you take my cock down your throat. I want you to tell me every filthy thing you want me to do to you, starting right fucking now.”He pulled his fingers