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Annie’s POVI can't contain my joy right now. Wow, I'm so damn happy! I have Kessler cornered; he has nowhere to hide. He is mine. I giggle all alone in my room.Do you know how long I have waited for this day, and finally, it has come to pass?The wait has been agonizing, as I waited for this moment. Now, it's finally here, and the excitement is overwhelming. I imagine his face when he realizes that he's fallen right into my trap. The thought fills me with joy.Blue my wolf echo in my head What if something goes wrong? What if Kessler manages to slip away again? I push aside Blue’s worry, focusing instead on the thrill of the chase and the sweet taste of victory.I pick up my phone and dial the number of that one person who has always had my back, encouraging me not to give up on Kessler.She has been a shoulder for me to cry on whenever I felt like I was at a crossroads.On the second ring, she instantly picks up the call. "Ava, guess what?""Hello to you, Annie," she replies, sarc
Lyra’s POVI've had my heat for three days now. Kessler specifically instructed that I shouldn't leave the room, so Julie and Cara were here to help me.Kessler comes looking lost and drained like he has many things on his mind. My heart aches for him.Many times I ask what's wrong, but he gives me a forced smile and just says "Normal pack matters.”We make love over and over again. The way he pays attention to my body, my cravings, my desires—it's way out of this world.He helps me embrace my real self with the way he makes me feel whenever we make love. Kessler is just perfect.Every touch, every caress, feels like he's puzzling layers of my soul, revealing parts of myself I never knew existed. In his arms, I feel whole, understood, cherished.Once he leaves, I find myself consumed by anger at myself for letting my guard down. How could I be so comfortable around him, allowing us to make love over and over again?I blame it on the heat and the mate bond. But deep down, I know there'
He places his hand on his head, looking conflicted. Suddenly, his face goes cold, devoid of any emotion."Why do you enjoy infuriating me?" he asks, frustration evident in his voice. "I gave a simple order for you to stay in your room. Is it too difficult for you to comprehend?"I wonder why he's so aggressive about me leaving my room, so I ask, "Where is this coming from?”"I am no prisoner to be locked for days without seeing the sun," I explain, frustration lacing my words. "Moreover, I was on my heat, that's why I've not been out. And now, obviously, my heat is over. You can't expect me to be locked in the room."He's still angry, but I'm unsure about what exactly. "I don't get it," I admit, perplexed. "But he said, 'Now is not the good time, Lyra.'”"Oh, and when is the good time, Kessler?" I challenge him, my tone sharp. "Is it because of the mating ceremony in three days?"He's stunned, his expression betraying his surprise as I piece it together."You want me locked up in the
Lyra’s POVI watch him leave my room, and I can't help but hold my hand to my mouth to stifle the cry that threatens to burst out. I feel numb and drained. As time passes, I can't seem to put it together. Eventually, I burst out crying, allowing the tears to flow freely.I need it for my sanity. I need to let go so I can start all over again. I'm stuck in a circle without any sense of direction.I cry my eyes out, and before I know it, I drift off to sleep.Sasha refuses to communicate with me. I understand it's painful because of the bond she shares with Dolph, but I need to reclaim my sanity.I feel a presence in the room. I struggle to open my eyes because of the brightness flooding in from the morning sun piercing through my window.Finally, I manage to look and realize it's Julie. I muster a small smile, and that encourages her to move closer to me."Hi, Lyra," she says.Masking the sadness and loneliness clouding me, I reply, "Hi.”"You are a mess," she said.I roll my eyes and
Lyra’s POVIt's the full moon, and everyone is in a jubilant mood. There are decorations and lighting everywhere, the pack is filled with dignitaries, all ready to witness the mating ceremony between two powerful bloodlines."This could have been us," Sasha growls in my head, disappointment evident in her voice."He's not mine. He rejected us," I tell her calmly, not in the mood to argue with Sasha."You rejected him first," she retorts."What would you have me do? He was conflicted over me, remember?" I reply, frustration creeping into my voice."But he still cares about you, Lyra," Sasha insists, her voice tinged with hope. "He got you a gorgeous gown to grace the occasion. Who knows, he might declare you Luna instead of Annie."I roll my eyes and reply, "Dream on, girl. You just won the Oscar for acting out your dream."I wasn't ready to go back and forth with Sasha.My thoughts are scattered in my mind in turmoil when suddenly I feel it—a cloak covering me, a shield of protection.
Lyra’s POVI cautiously approach, my heart pounding in my chest. Opening the door, I see a figure sitting on my bed.Immediately, he sees me, relief washing over him. It's as if he was scared that something bad might have happened to me. He approaches cautiously.I furrow my brows, trying to deduce what could make him look so worried. Despite the dark bags under his eyes, he still looks incredibly handsome. The tension in the room is palpable as we silently assess each other.He was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt that hugged his body perfectly. His abs were visible, drawing my attention involuntarily.I gulp and avert my gaze, not wanting him to catch me checking him out. He still had that effect on me. Sasha purrs with pleasure at the proximity of my rejected mate, her satisfaction palpable. He wears a conflicted expression as he moves closer, clearly wanting to touch me. But the look on my face makes him stop, so he clenches his hand into a fist and steps back.Finally com
Kessler’s POVThe royal court had been professionally decorated with banners and floral arrangements.The setting was magnificent and well taken care of by my mother. She had been over the moon since everything fell back into place.Alpha Baynes decided to take action so his daughter wouldn't be humiliated, especially now that she is pregnant.Dignitaries and prominent Alphas from the neighbourhood are in attendance to witness the mating ceremony.I never imagined things would turn out like this. All I wanted was a marriage of convenience, but Lyra's capture has left me in turmoil, and now, I find myself leaning toward Annie.Fuck, how did I let this happen? If Annie wasn't pregnant, there's no way they could have forced her on me.I stand at the window of my room, gazing out at the expanse of the pack. Everyone seems elated that I've chosen to have another Luna.Every woman wishes to be in Annie's shoes, while every man desires to be in mine. Annie is a beauty who deserves to be cheri
Lyra’s POVI was walking down the hall when I caught sight of a familiar figure, bound with a silver chain. My heart beats fast in my chest as I take in the sight before me.It's my uncle. True to his words, Kessler had sent ambushes against my uncle and his minions, and he had been captured.My emotions churn as I approach, a mix of anger, betrayal, and a hint of satisfaction knowing that justice is finally catching up to him. I stop in front of him, locking eyes with the man who once held power over me. His expression is a mask of defiance, but I see the flicker of fear in his eyes.I know I should feel happy now that he has been brought in, but my mind drifts away again when I remember how devious and cunning my uncle could be.As soon as he catches sight of me, he gives a devious smirk and spits on the floor. "I detest you with every fiber of my being."I meet his gaze dead-on, tired of being a victim and finally standing up for myself. With indignation coursing through me, I spit
Julie’s POVFinding one mate should be a blessing, but I'm left heartbroken and shattered into pieces over Ryder.I have not been there emotionally ever since Ryder was injected. I doubt I'll recover from it.I can't stand looking into his face and knowing that I haven't gone to check on him ever since the incident happened.I wouldn't want to see the hurt and pain that he will be going through. It would break me even more.I know I can't keep avoiding Ryder forever. The guilt of not being there for him weighs heavily on my conscience, and I can't bear the thought of adding to his pain by staying away.I know something isn't right. Ryder isn't a member of this pack, which explains why I haven't come in contact with him even once.To top it all off, he is Xavier’s friend. My brother is a lot of things, and sometimes I doubt his loyalty to this pack because most times he speaks ill of Alpha Kessler.To be honest, Alpha Kessler has been nothing but good to me and my brother. He provided v
I'm startled. "For fuck's sake, I just had my bath, and you're engulfing me in a hug. I'm sorry to say it makes me feel dirty again," she says softly, gently moving her away from me.I look at Cara in shock, wondering what could be going through her mind to behave in such a manner. But her voice is somber as she asks, "Don't you like it here?"I stare at her in disbelief, wondering what she means by "don't you like it here.""Care to explain, ma'am?" I ask in a mocking tone.She stomps her feet like an erring child. "I'm not joking, Lyra. Don't you like it here?"Then it occurred to me that she thought I was serious when I said I would go back to Northville to continue what I started there. She truly believes I'm considering leaving."Please don't leave us again, your time away from us was hell, and Kessler might not admit it, but it was torture for him not to have you around."I swallow hard, feeling the weight of her words. I didn't want to go through that route, of feeding her the
She has this contemplative look like she's debating whether to tell me something or not. But trust me, I won't accept a no for an answer.And I have no intention of pressuring her. I move closer, gently squeezing her shoulder. She places her hand on mine, acknowledging my presence. Her gaze seems distant, and she fidgets with her nails, a sign of nervousness. Zach and I are great, but whenever I'm on my period, I notice he gets that look.It's like a switch flips, and suddenly, there's this tension in the air. I try to brush it off, but it's hard not to notice.She pauses as if trying to piece together her thoughts. I wonder if he always wears that expression as if he wishes I were pregnant instead of menstruating.Finally, I grasped the issue. But I must choose my words carefully, so as not to hurt her, because it's one thing to open up, and another for your heart to find solace from that vulnerability."So, you mean he expects you to be pregnant, and seeing you menstruating means yo
Lyra’s POVWatching Kessler walk out the door, I have mixed feelings about everything that has happened. I rest my hand on my chest, trying to still my racing heart. The scent of my arousal fills the room, and I blush, knowing he can suggest hot, steamy sex when he returns. He knows I want him, and the feeling is mutual. The thought of the kiss lingers in my mind as I drift off to sleep, clutching the pillow tightly.I have a rather nice sleep with thoughts of Kessler resting on my mind. His presence in my life helps take away the thought of Ryder trying to get rid of me. I wake up the next morning feeling refreshed yet apprehensive. The events of the previous night play in my mind like a movie reel. I know I have to confront my feelings about Kessler.Sunlight pierces through my room. The last time this happened, Kessler was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. With that thought in mind and a smile on my face, I make my way to the kitchen, hoping to see him there. I am disappointed when
Kessler’s POVI don't like it when Lyra stays mad at me. I didn't know she was going to take the role of godmother to Annie's baby. Given what Annie had done to her, I had my doubts. So, I followed her to her room to be sure she'd stop being mad at me. When she complains about her leg, all I want is to massage her legs and make her feel better.Her moan makes my member twitch in my trousers; I can sense she wants me. There's no doubt I want her, but I want my time with Lyra to be special again. Dang, I can't think straight when I catch a whiff of her arousal. With hurried steps, she heads into the bathroom. I can tell she is embarrassed; she takes her time in there. But when she steps out in her towel, all I want is to take her right there and make her scream my name.She looks at me, surprised to see I’m still in the room. I need to take control of my emotions; I want her as much as she wants me. With a smirk, I walk closer to her, noticing her expectant gaze. I run my hand through he
When Kessler called me "Sunshine" and mentioned there was something else, my curiosity piqued. I could sense his uncertainty, but I leaned in, asking, "What is it?""I know she did many things to you that she wasn't proud of," he began. "She said it before she passed away—she couldn't look into your eyes and ask for forgiveness."I nodded slowly, trying to grasp the significance of Kessler's words and where he was leading this conversation."Annie wants us to be the godparents to her baby," Kessler said hurriedly, as if the words were burning on his tongue. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across my face. Playfully, I smacked him on the chest and teased, "Is that what was taking you forever to say?"Kessler chuckled, a weight lifted off his shoulders. "Yes, I wanted to make sure you were okay with it.""Of course," I replied with sincerity. "We'll be great godparents. But you hurt my feelings, Kessler, for thinking that I would say no to being the godmoth
Kessler’s POV With hurried steps, we made our way to the pack hospital. I wonder what might have gone wrong for my attention to be needed at the hospital, but I was grateful that Lyra was right by my side. The thought of anything happening to Lyra filled me with dread as I remembered what had happened in her room. As we approached the hospital, my heart raced with worry. The memory of finding Lyra in distress in her room flashed through my mind. It's a relief that Lyra was able to control her powers without harming the baby. Ryder must have taken advantage of the situation, knowing we were all focused on Annie's well-being. I wondered if there was a connection between Ryder's actions and Annie's condition. Regardless, I made a mental note to investigate the matter swiftly. The safety and security of our pack were important and we needed to uncover the truth to protect everyone. Many serious issues have happened within my pack, and I can no longer afford to overlook them. We arr
Kessler holds me close as if I mean the world to him. His scent is comforting. "Please, get me water," I tell him as he stands up, goes to the kitchen, and brings back a bottle of water. I sit up and look at Ryder, realizing he is almost lifeless on the floor. I guess it's the impact of the syringe he brought to inject me. I rushed to Ryder's side. My heart races as I check for signs of life, hoping for any flicker of movement. "Ryder, can you hear me?" I whisper, my voice trembling with worry. Fear grips me as I realize I could have been almost lifeless like him, and I doubt I would survive it. I can't begin to imagine the trauma that would follow. Someone wants me dead for sure, and now I don't think Ryder can say anything to reveal who sent him. I was consumed with worry, but my thoughts turned to Julie. How would she handle the revelation that her mate is not who she believes him to be? Just then, Kessler walked in with the bottle of water in hand and handed it to me. "Thank
I was tired and I had to put my clothes back on, wondering who it could be, dragging myself to the door. I opened it and lo I was shocked to realize that it was no other than Ryder, I know I had just thought about him not being a good guy, but he just confirmed my suspicion by coming to my room. "What do you want?" I ask politely, trying my best not to be rude, but inside, I'm seriously annoyed. He smirks and pushes the door open, making his way inside without waiting for an invitation. I stand there, my annoyance growing as Ryder enters without any regard for my privacy or invitation. "I just wanted to talk," he says casually as if his intrusion is perfectly acceptable. "Well, I don't feel like talking right now," I reply curtly, crossing my arms over my chest. Ryder shrugs nonchalantly, unfazed by my obvious discomfort. "Suit yourself," he says, moving further into the room as if he owns it. I grit my teeth, feeling my patience wearing thin. "You need to leave," I say firmly