Raven "What!!! My hands trembled as I caught sight of the scene before me, my eyes stung with unshed tears. This must be a nightmare that I need to wake up from. Matt was saying the wedding vows with another woman. The man who once gazed at me with love now stood before another, his eyes shining with adoration. At that moment, I wanted to scream, to run away, but my legs had turned jelly, making my feet rooted to the spot. Matt was the Alpha of a neighbouring pack. We had been lovers since we were teenagers, and we'd officially dated for 5 years, but just last month, he announced that he would be marrying me. I couldn't help but smile when he proposed because Matt was the true definition of a good man, he was caring and very loving. What more could I want? I was happy that I was finally getting married to the man that I had loved for years, there was no better joy than that. He would marry me and make me his Luna and mate, or so I thought.I opened my eyes, hoping to wake from
Raven POVAs they reached me, my legs trembled beneath me, struggling to hold my weight My breath caught in my throat as the tallest of them towered over me, his broad frame radiating intensity.His eyes blazed with anger, the lines around his mouth forming a scowl"Who are you?" He growled, his voice low and menacing. I froze, as though paralyzed, my mind struggling to catch upHe grasped my chin, his touch firm but sending a jolt of fear in me.He tilted my face upwards, forcing me to meet his gaze"I said, who are you?" He barked, his breath hot against my ear."Ansel, ease up," One of them said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "She's scared.”I flinched, my thoughts returning, "I'm Raven.," I stuttered. “I'm not afraid of you guys,” I lied, my voice trembling.His eyes lingered on me before shifting to his brothers, who flanked him. Their unified steps sent a shiver down my spineTheir eyes narrowed, piercing me with intensity. “Wedding dress!” They chorused. “Are you running
Raven POV I looked at them, glancing from one face to the other. "Where are we?" I managed to say, breaking the silence. I got no reply. I had already forgotten that these men were rude and arrogant, I wasn't expecting a reply from them. They went deeper into the village, passing houses and a few people with scattered bushes. I also noticed something as we passed, people bowed or greeted these men when we passed. And that left me with one conclusion; they were men of high status. We walked for a while, and I could feel my legs giving up at this point; I was already weak, and I had been walking for a long time. "Please wait!" I said as I collapsed on the floor to rest my already tired legs. "There's no time for such trivial jokes." The tallest one barked.He was to be the one with the coldest temper."Please, I can't continue. My legs are heavy." I explained, massaging my sore foot.He dragged me up and pounced me onto his body as he tagged along with the other men. I slept
-Raven POV I had barely made a whimper when Asher's gruff voice got me, "Come here, mate.”The hint of alpha command that lashed at my skin had me stepping forward and then bending over to remove my underwear. He watched my body move, my breasts sway, with the kind of rapt attention I’d never found in another partner, not until now. Rowan prowled closer; his deep brown eyes stared into mine as I moved, and then they dropped down to my bare pussy.“You can move now,” he prompted, turning the page. “Just lower yourself down slowly. There, hold that pose for just a second.” Ansel shuffled closer, drawing with startling accuracy the curve of my parted thighs, the complicated jumble of my folds and Asher’s mouth straining to get to me. I couldn’t hold the pose for long.“Fuck, you’re dripping."His hands shot up, no matter what Rowan wanted, and Asher pulled me down onto his face, his tongue. It felt like that wet, mobile length speared straight into me, making me shiver.“Oh god…” I wh
Raven POV I've always read romance stories of wolves who marry their fated mate, walking hand in hand with each other, laughing together and whispering sweet nothings in each other's ear. But never did I think that mine would be triplets who only care about nothing but: what's between my legs.The memories of the night flooded my mind and I gave way to a low growl as I recall how each of them pounced on me, claiming my virginity. Remembering the sweet tales my mother used to tell me about the first night with a fated mate, the gentle touch and soft caresses, the warmth of each other's presence made a smirk form on my lips but the events of the night crashed against those fantasies like a cold wave. My skin prickled with unease because of the shock holding me. I tried to get up from bed, but my legs felt numb; feeling as though my muscles were crushed. I stumbled, catching myself on the bed frame. “This is not the life I wanted,” I murmured to myself, feeling a mix of pain, ange
Ansel's POVHer lips were trembling, fear etching all over her but I couldn't help but smile. I could hear the rapid beat of her heart, matching the pounding going on in my chest. Her eyes showed evident fear as she took a step back, but I wasn't here to cajole her. I'm never going to allow any she-wolf to treat me like shit. Asher's gaze narrowed, he gritted his teeth and reached for Raven, taking her hands in his.Asher's desire to protect her was clear. He has always been free-spirited, willing to give anybody their space but I didn't budge. Raven's gleaming eyes full of defiance were enough proof that she wasn't as innocent as she looked.And I refuse to be caught off guard.I threw some training pants which I had brought with me, recalling she came here with nothing. “Quickly, change to this! We don't have all day.” I said, boring my gaze onto her.“In this pack, you must be strong to protect yourself and as our mate, you are not allowed to be weakling. I voiced out.” venom d
Raven POVI stood rooted on the spot, my heart pounding on my chest as the guard broke the news about their father. Their faces fell, etched with concern as they exchanged worried glances, brows furrowed. Without delay, they scurried off with a sense of urgency, their footsteps, quick and urgent.The air was charged with tension. Guards and maids rushed past me, their footsteps pounding on the ground and echoing through the stillness. The eerie silence that followed only confirmed to me that something was wrong.“Did their father die?”I hurried forward to see for myself but crashed on the ground, hitting the floor with full force. Pain reverberated through me as I glanced at the fresh bruises on my wrists and knees_ Ansel's tight grip had left its mark. For a moment, I lay there, overwhelmed by anguish.“Why was I concerned about their welfare when all they've shown me is wickedness?” I muttered to myself. I couldn't care less.I scrambled up, supporting myself with my hands rest
Rowen POVWhen I stepped into the king’s chamber, I was immediately hit by the familiar scent of his wolf. But there was another scent now,, something more ancient lingered—the scent of the curse. It was growing stronger.My father, once a fearless warrior, now lay weak, his strength slipping away, his hair now completely white, a sign his power was slipping away from him. The sight of him like this sent a sharp pain through my chest.Dropping to my knees beside his bed,. “Father…” my voice was barely above a whisper.My brothers, Ansel and Asher, knelt beside me, their expressions a mirror of my own pain.He gave us a weary smile, his voice hoarse. “My sons… I’m sorry you have to see me like this. I am trying to hold on, but I grow weaker by the day. I can barely even hear my wolf speak anymore…”Fear shot through my body like lightning making me feel sick. Even Ansel sucked in a sharp breath.We all knew what it meant when a werewolf began losing connection with his wolf. And it was
Raven POV I gasped, caught between the overwhelming heat of their touch and the raw energy vibrating through the bond.Asher’s chest pressed against my back, his breath warm against my ear as he growled low. I could feel the evidence of his arousal against me, his grip tightening slightly as though the bond had taken hold of him too.“You drive us mad, Raven,” he whispered, his voice rough with need.Ansel was in front of me, his hands exploring every inch of my skin like he was memorizing me—claiming me. His lips trailed from my jaw to the other side of my neck, the spot opposite where Asher’s mark had already burned. I felt him pause, his tongue swirling gently, and then—another sharp bite.My body arched into him, a soft cry escaping my lips as the pain turned quickly into that same addictive rush of pleasure and power. The second bond ignited something deeper, something ancient. My whole body pulsed with it like a tether, pulling me even closer to them.“I’ve got you,” Ansel m
Raven POVAfter an hour of dancing and drinking, the music faded into a gentle hum, and the last of the guests were led to their rooms to rest for the night.Those who belonged to the pack quietly retired to their own homes, laughter and chatter slowly dying down under the soft glow of moonlight.“Come with me,” Asher said, his voice was deep and steady as he extended his hand toward me.I hesitated only for a second before placing my hand in his. He led me gently, his touch felt warm and secure. We walked in silence down a narrow, flower-lined path that I’d never seen before.The further we went, the more the air seemed to shimmer with something ancient and sacred and so beautiful I couldn’t put a name on it. Where exactly is this place?And then I saw it.The garden.It was like something from a dream.Glowing flowers bloomed under the moonlight, their petals looking like delicate glass, shifting in color with the light.Some shone with soft purples and blues, others had radiant, fi
Raven POV We kept walking until I spotted Ansel.He stood tall at the far end of the hall, speaking to a few nobles. The moment his eyes landed on me, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “My queen,” he said, taking my hand and brushing a soft kiss across my knuckles. His voice was smooth, teasingly low. “You look radiant tonight.”“Ansel,” I said quickly, not letting his forced charm distract me. “We need to talk.”He arched his brow. “Talk about what? Tonight is your coronation. Stay, enjoy it. The people are still in awe of you—and afterward, we still have the mating ritual to complete.”“Mating ritual?” I echoed, blinking. The word pulled me out of the storm in my mind.He smiled again, that soft glint of possessiveness flashing in his eyes. “Yes. You’re Luna now. You must bear our mark. It’s tradition… and law.”I hesitated, then shook my head gently. “Ansel, that can wait. Kelvin was here.”His smile vanished in an instant. The shift in his expression was sharp and deadly
Raven POV “Hello, Queen.”I froze.My heart leaped into my throat as I stumbled back, nearly tripping over the hem of my gown.“Kelvin?” I whispered, dread sinking its claws into me. “What are you doing here?”My hands trembled uncontrollably, the memory of my time with him flashing like lightning behind my eyes. The pain. The fear. The darkness. And now, he is here… in the heart of my new life.“And don’t call me that,” I added, my voice sharper, though it shook.He smirked, stalking forward like a predator who already knew the end of the game.“But you are a queen now,” he said mockingly, eyes glinting as they scanned me from head to toe. Quite literally, it seems. The crown suits you, Raven. Though I must say—”He leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a whisper.“—you wear it like a child playing dress-up.”I glanced around, trying to see if anyone was nearby. The corridor was empty—silent except for the faint echo of laughter and music from the ballroom.“Don’t bother,” he sai
Raven POV After that, we were ushered into the dance hall.The music floated in the air like incense, sweet and thick, wrapping around me like a net I couldn’t escape. My fingers twitched at my side. The weight of the crown on my head didn’t compare to the stares pressing on me from all angles.Then he stepped forward.Asher.He moved like a shadow wrapped in silk. Elegant, sharp, and utterly unpredictable.His hand slid into mine before I could process the shift. His fingers were cool, but they sparked something in me—something I didn’t like admitting.His eyes found mine, and for a moment, he just looked. There were no words. No movement. Just watched me, as if peeling back everything I had tried to build tonight.Then he smirked. “You wear power well,” he said, his voice as smooth as wine. “But you’ve always had it, haven’t you? This is just everyone else catching up.”I swallowed hard as he pulled me into the dance. Unlike the others, he didn’t wait for the music to carry us. He
Raven POVAfter the final fitting, the room became a whirlwind of activity as the stylist entered, ready to transform me into someone unrecognizable.She approached with a calm yet efficient demeanor, her hands moving with practical precision.The delicate fabric of the gown had already been set aside, but I could feel the weight of it in my mind as I prepared for the next steps.She guided me to a chair in front of the mirror, and with a soft smile, she began to work on my hair.She sectioned my hair into layers, her fingers gliding through the strands with the gentleness of someone who understood the value of each strand.I could feel the tension in my shoulders begin to ease as she carefully twisted, curled, and pinned, creating an elegant updo that framed my face perfectly.Each curl seemed to fall into place as if it were meant to be.The design was intricate, yet it had an effortless elegance that made me feel both royal and delicate, the way a Luna should feel.Once my hair was
Raven POV When I woke up the next morning, Rowan was already gone.He’d held me through the night, and I was grateful for that—more than I could ever say. I still felt the echo of his warmth wrapped around me, like his presence had settled into the fabric of the room, anchoring me. Because of him, I felt more grounded today. Steadier.The ache in my chest hadn’t vanished, but it was quieter now. Bearable.I rose slowly and made my way into the bathroom. The hot water soothed the stiffness in my body as I bathed, washing away the heaviness of the night before. I brushed my teeth, combed through my tangled hair, and stood in front of the mirror for a moment, just breathing.The girl staring back at me wasn’t the same as yesterday. I looked more composed. But my eyes—they still held too much.I was almost done dressing when a knock came at the door.“Come in,” I called, tugging at the last strap of my gown.Maria peeked her head in, her usual nervous energy buzzing beneath her calm ex
Raven POV After hours of clothing fittings, dance lessons, and being told how to behave, I was finally allowed to leave. And thank the goddess for that—because I already felt like I was going to explode. Stepping outside, the moon hung high above me, full and bright, casting silver light across the palace grounds.A cool breath of air kissed my skin, and for a brief moment, I was grateful to be alone.I wandered through the gardens, trying to clear my head, to push everything out of my mind. The flowers here were always stunning—vibrant, fresh, and untouched by the decay spreading across the land. It was one of the few things I genuinely loved about this place.I bent down to touch a blossom, its petals soft as it seemed to sway in my hand. I kept walking until I came upon a quiet clearing, the grass smooth and bathed in moonlight. I sat down, and all the emotions I’d been holding in—fear, frustration, sadness—spilt out at once.I didn’t even realize I was crying until I felt the
Raven POV The halls blurred around me as Maria led us through winding corridors. Her arms were full of the fabric, sketches, and pins we picked on the way to the testing room—her words were rushed and clipped. She didn’t ask how I felt about any of it. No one did.The Fae Queen walked beside me, calm and composed, like she already belonged there.They took us to a private chamber. Gold-framed mirrors. Velvet seats. A long platform in the middle surrounded by glowing lanterns. It looked like something out of a dream or a nightmare—I couldn’t tell which anymore.Maria motioned for me to stand. “We’ll clean you up first. Then dress. Then crown fitting.”“Crown fitting?” I muttered under my breath, but I stepped onto the platform anyway.The Queen came closer, reaching up to gently brush a streak of dirt from my cheek. “Let them fuss,” she whispered. “Let them see your power." Even if you don’t feel it yet.”I blinked fast, swallowing the knot in my throat. “I don’t want to be anyone’