Luca pov.I had left my phone on recording mode and left it with Rose. I overheard all their conversation. Anger welled up at the thought of her finding it difficult to know who she belonged to. Even though I told her I would not let her mate, even though all I had done was to protect her from my brothers and enemies.To make matters worse, Merlin called me his father, and I can swear my heart melted at the thought of being Merlin's dad. My heart melted at the thought of owning Rose and everything she had.It was easy for me. Even if they had told me to choose between my mate and her I would gladly choose her. However, I felt a pang of pain when I discovered that she was not my mate because I was drawn to her rather than Jenny, my mate.To cool off whatever ache within me I decided to go and visit my mother's mother or Sabrina. Anybody that would help me nurse my wounded heart.When she had knocked on my door I had made up my mind to act like I did not care. To make her afraid of los
Rose povLuca placed me carefully on his bed. He stared at me for a while, my heartbeat increased as his dark blue eyes bored into my soul. His eyes dropped to my lips as his eyes darkened. I licked my dry lips. His shoulder tended at my gesture. I prayed within me that he would just put everything behind me and kiss me.“Fuck!” He cursed under his breath as his eyes drew from mine. He dropped his head in the crook of my neck. His hot breath fanned my neck, sending shivers down my spine. “Did he touch you?” He asked his head still on my neck. “Answer me, Rose,” he pleaded quietly and planted a soft kiss on my neck.I shook my head carefully, afraid of what he might snap out of this moment.“Words, Rose, words,” he growled.“No, but he almost did. '' I answered quietly. He remained quiet, taking in my scent. My body grew warm with anticipation. He started planting kisses from my neck back to my lips. He stopped at the corner of my lips and raised his head a little bit. The space betw
Russell's pov.I watched as Lorenzo threw his glass at the wall. The glass scattered on the floor. He turned to me; his nostrils flared with anger, his eyes were red, and his veins throbbed out of his head.“Why do you always have to scatter everything?” He shouted at me. I rolled my eyes, it wasn't my fault that Rose was that attractive. My plan had been normal just to woo her into confiding in me.But it was a long risky process, plus I wasn't even sure she would ever trust me because I almost killed her and caused her much pain.When I went to see her yesterday afternoon she kept comparing me with Luca. He is better in bed, he is this, he is that, Aggh! It was getting into my head.To make matters worse, she was staring at me with those pink-filled lips, and all I could imagine was her perfect full lips around my cock. Taking my whole length in and licking the cum of me and I knew this was not possible so I tried another way. I wonder why Lorenzo was angry; I mean, he also forced
Russell povLorenzo smirked “Let the game begin”I furrowed my eyebrows and asked, “What do you mean by let the game begin?” I asked.“Can't you see that final arrival would be in our favor?” He asked.I shook my head. If he meant his taking my wife would be in his favor, then I was not interested. It would be an insult to our pack, and it might lead to war.I can order him to reject her, although that was near impossible because he was an Alpha, plus it would be inhuman to order someone to reject his mate.“It would weaken Luca's thirst against us, and we will be in power once again,” Lorenzo implied.I shook my head. “If you think I am going to let Rose go just like that, then you would be joking,” I said without mincing words.Lorenzo's face turned blank. “Why?”I shrugged as I walked back to my seat. “She is my wife; if she goes, the pack would be without a Luna, which is not good for the pack,” I explained.Lorenzo grabbed a chair and sat on the chair “Who told you that the absen
Luca's povWhen I asked Rose what she wanted. I thought she was going to tell me to stab Russell or make him pay or maybe wait till he got his mate but what she told me today surprised me a lot. Not in a bad way. In a good way, I was proud of her.It was really surprising that she had requested his head” she said.A gasp escaped my mouth but I quickly shielded it. It would grow her ego if she found out that she managed to make me.“What?” I asked in a whisper. My hands were on my waist as I walked to her.She stared at me with her blue eyes, and for some stupid reason, the sight of her eyes caused warmth to the bottom of my belly.She opened her mouth again to spill out the formidable word. “I want his head,” she said again.“I want him to suffer for trying to rape me, for trying to kill me or even killing me while you were away. For inflicting injury on me for no reason,” she added, her voice filled with disgust and rage.“But he is your son's father. If we kill him, your son can't l
Rose povFire erupted on my skin as he moved his hands to the other nipple and brushed it a little bit making it harden the more.Moans of pleasure escaped my mouth as he moved his hands to the other one and brushed it for a while before squeezing the other hand.I was wet. God, I wanted his tongue on my skin anywhere but not my mouth. I wanted him to lips my nipple till I cum, but for some reason, he avoided direct contact with my nipples.He just played with them, making me anticipate and this anticipation was driving me crazy.“Luca..” I begged. He looked at me with a devilish grin and continued. He sure as hell knew what he was doing. He finally moved his tongue to my nipple. I heaved a sigh of relief as he made his way towards my bra. He would finally unlock it and give me the pleasure I wanted, but contrary to my expectations.He used his tongue to caress my nipple through my bra. Making my nipple harden the more.Another moan escaped my lips. After a while, he kissed his way b
Luca povI have had a variety of sex with different women. Most of them were good in bed, the others were just lazy and wanted me to do everything.I did not mind. After all, there was love in sharing, and I did not mind sharing my dick.,I never believed in commitment that much until I met Jenny. I was faithful to her in a way. She had my type of desire.We sometimes organized threesomes together with a harlot from the brothel, but with Rose, it was different.It was as if she was made only for me. Yes, there were times in the past when I imagined what our first sex together would be like.But this experience was more than my expectations. It was as if she was wholly made for me.Everything about her. Her smile, her nipple, her pussy, her moans, and, everything fucking thing which she was made up of.We lay peacefully on the bed after the mind-blowing sex. A smile tugged my lips at the thought of making sure she knew who she was.Russell was quite lucky that I had not had sex with h
Russell POV.Ever since I received the letter I have been having cold feet about letting it go. Not that I love her or anything. I would rather die than fall for her.But she is our Luna. How would our pack feel when they discover that I let her go to someone who killed my mother?Let's not forget the bloodbath that would flow if he tried to force Rose away from Luca. I sighed heavily as I rubbed my forehead.“I don't see the reason why you are getting all worked up about letting her go,” Lorenzo asked. He is currently sitting opposite me in my office.“He killed my mother. The people would see me as a weak Alpha. When he killed my mum. I did not retaliate publicly I just made sure they sentenced Luca. Giving out my Luna to him would make me look weak,” I explained, even though I knew he was not going to care.He shrugged. “Well, she is Finn’s mate. Are you going to break two mates apart because of the pack's opinion?” He asked.A tight smile crept onto my lips “Their opinion is need
Rose’s POVThe evening air was thick with tension as I made my way to meet Luca. My heart raced, both from the fear of what had happened earlier and the anticipation of finally sharing everything with someone who might be able to help. Finn’s death, the accusations, the chaos—it all weighed heavily on me, and I needed clarity, answers, and protection.The narrow path I took was shrouded in darkness, with the faint sound of rustling leaves accompanying my footsteps. A sense of unease crept over me like eyes were watching me from the shadows. I stopped in my tracks and glanced around, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.“Get a grip, Rose,” I whispered to myself, resuming my walk.The unease didn’t leave, though. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and the cool night air seemed to grow colder. Suddenly, a hand clamped over my mouth, stifling my scream as another arm wrapped tightly around my waist, dragging me into the nearby thicket.“Shh, don’t make a sound,” a voice hissed
Alina’s POVThe dim glow of the moon seeped through my window, casting long, wavering shadows on the walls. The silence in the pack house was almost unnerving, a stark contrast to the turmoil in my mind. Finn’s death haunted me relentlessly—his smile, his laugh, the way he always seemed to hold the pack together. Now he was gone, and we were left scrambling in the dark to uncover who had ripped him away from us.But I wouldn’t rest until I knew.A soft knock on my door startled me. My heart raced as I got up cautiously. No one should have been awake at this hour. Opening the door, I was met with a familiar face—Russell.I pulled him inside quickly, locking the door behind him. “You shouldn’t be here,” I whispered sharply.Russell leaned against the wall, his face etched with exhaustion but his eyes burning with determination. “I couldn’t stay hidden any longer, Alina. We’re running out of time.”I nodded, knowing he was right but unwilling to admit it aloud. Russell had been staying i
Bianca's POVThe air in the pack house was suffocating, laden with tension so thick it was nearly tangible. Finn’s death had cast a dark shadow over everything, and it was a matter of time before accusations and suspicions boiled over. My hands trembled as I paced my room, my mind racing.This wasn’t part of the plan.Jenny sat on the bed, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her face pale but defiant. “Bianca, this is getting out of hand. Rose knows something. She practically accused us in front of Benedicta.”I whirled on her, my voice sharp. “And what exactly do you think we should do about it? Go to the elders and confess? Because that’s what your panicking sounds like.”Jenny flinched, her composure cracking. “No, but if Alina starts digging, we’re finished. She’s furious. She’ll turn over every stone to find out who killed Finn, and when she does, we’ll be the first ones she looks at.”I clenched my jaw, staring out the window. The moonlight illuminated the pack grounds, tra
Alina's POVThe piercing scream of a maid echoed through the pack house, jolting me from my thoughts. My heart leaped into my throat, and I instinctively rushed toward the source of the commotion. The hallway was alive with murmurs, tension thick in the air as I approached Finn’s room.“What’s happening?” I demanded, pushing past a group of maids clustered near the doorway.The sight before me stole the breath from my lungs. Finn lay still on his bed, his chest unmoving. The monitor that had been beeping steadily earlier now emitted a deafening flatline.“No!” I shouted, rushing to his side. My hands shook as I pressed them against his lifeless form as if my touch alone could bring him back. “Finn! Wake up!”One of the maids stepped forward hesitantly, tears streaming down her face. “H-he’s gone, Miss Alina. We... we found him like this.”I turned to her, my voice trembling with fury and disbelief. “Gone? What do you mean gone? He was stable just a few hours ago!”Another maid whisper
Rose’s POVI glanced at Finn one last time as he lay still on the bed, his breathing shallow but steady. My heart ached to see him like this. I wanted to stay, to keep watching over him, but Alina’s accusations still lingered in my mind, making the air in the room feel suffocating.With a heavy sigh, I turned to leave. Just as I reached the door, a flicker of movement caught my eye. The curtains by the window swayed gently, though there was no breeze. My heart skipped a beat, and I froze.“Who’s there?” I called out, my voice firmer than I felt.Silence.I stepped closer, peering into the shadows near the window. “I said, who’s there?”Still no response. I waited for a few tense moments, but nothing moved again. My mind began to race with possibilities. Was it just my imagination? Or was someone there?Shaking my head, I decided not to let paranoia take over. “It’s nothing,” I muttered to myself, though the uneasy feeling didn’t quite leave me.I stepped out of the room and made my wa
Bianca’s POVThe tension in the air was suffocating. Every corner of the pack house buzzed with whispers of Finn’s attack, and I couldn’t move without feeling a dozen eyes boring into my back. Jenny and I had barely made it out of that hallway alive after Alina’s confrontation. I wasn’t scared of her, but her words stuck in my head.“Did we mess up?” Jenny asked nervously as we entered my room and closed the door behind us. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands twisting anxiously in her lap.I leaned against the dresser, crossing my arms. “No,” I said firmly, though the tightness in my chest said otherwise. “We’ve been careful. We didn’t stab Finn. Someone else did. Alina’s just lashing out because she’s desperate.”“But what if she’s right?” Jenny’s voice cracked. “What if whoever stabbed Finn was aiming for Rose? What if we’re next?”I turned to her, my glare silencing her panicked rambling. “We are not next. Whoever did this has no reason to come after us unless you do somethin
Rose's POVThe chaos outside was deafening. Shouts echoed through the halls, and the tension in the air was so thick it felt like I could cut it with a knife. Finn’s injury had thrown the entire pack into disarray, and the sight of Alina’s cold, accusing eyes earlier kept replaying in my mind.I forced myself to move, my feet carrying me to Benedicta, who stood near the staircase, trying to make sense of the chaos. She turned the moment she saw me, her face a mix of worry and determination.“Benedicta,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I need to talk to you. Now.”Without waiting for a response, I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward my bedroom. I shut the door behind us and locked it, leaning against it as I tried to steady my racing heart.“This is bad,” I muttered, pacing the room. “This is bad.”Benedicta watched me with a calmness I envied. “Take a breath, Rose,” she said gently. “Tell me what happened.”I stopped pacing and faced her. “Alina… she’s going to blame me. I know it.
Finn’s POVThe wedding bells rang loud and clear, echoing through the grand hall. My heart should have been soaring, but unease clung to me like a shadow. As the doors opened, Rose walked in, her arm linked with Benedicta’s. She looked stunning in her gown, but there was a tension in her smile that only I seemed to notice.As we exchanged vows, her voice was steady, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. The officiant’s words blurred as my wolf instincts screamed at me, warning of impending danger. Still, I pushed the unease aside. This was our moment, and I wouldn’t let anything ruin it.“You may now kiss the bride,” the officiant announced.I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Rose’s lips. The applause erupted around us, but all I could think about was the gnawing sensation that something was about to go wrong.---The reception was a whirlwind of laughter and celebration. Guests filled the hall, the sound of clinking glasses and cheerful chatter blending with th
Rose's POVI sat in front of the vanity, staring at my reflection. My makeup was flawless, my hair pinned up elegantly, and the dress shimmered in the sunlight streaming through the window. But no amount of glamour could hide the anxiety swirling in my chest.A soft knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. Aaid entered, bowing slightly. "Ma'am, Benedicta is here to see you."I nodded, trying to compose myself. “Let her in.”As the door opened, Benedicta stepped in a radiant smile on her face. She crossed the room and pulled me into a warm hug. “My dear Rose,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. “You look beautiful.”I felt a lump form in my throat. “Thank you, Benedicta. I’m glad you’re here.”She pulled back, her hands resting on my shoulders. “It’s a big day for you, and I just want you to know how proud I am. I wish you all the happiness in the world.”Her sincerity made my eyes sting, but I blinked the tears away. “Thank you. That means so much to me.”Benedicta sat