Alpha Abel’s Point of ViewThat damn Crown Prince!If he thinks he can outsmart me just because he’s Royal, he has another thing coming.I have absolutely no intention of giving up my mate, she is mine, given to me by the Moon Goddess, and he will have to accept that.“Kenrick, why can’t our men find a simple human woman? Are we paying them too much for a lousy job?” I snapped irritably at the man sitting in the passenger’s seat in front of me in the car. I can't help feeling that he's putting very little effort into the job I've given him. Any Head Warrior worthy of serving his Alpha would have gone the extra mile, stepping into the breach to bring his assignment to a successful conclusion. But not this one, it was as if he had no intention of finding Joanna at all.I squinted my eyes at the man, who still had his back turned to me.It just now dawned on me that we were not truly close. He owed his position to his exceptional skills. He had emerged as the best in the training, not on
Some things, it seemed, never changed.For three days, we remained entangled in a fevered embrace, locked away in my bedroom, that sanctuary transformed into a tempest of fervent passion. Furniture was rearranged or outright demolished in the process, such was the untamed nature of our yearning. With Joanna back in my arms, my desire for her knew no bounds, a heady intoxication rivaling the most potent tequila.Our cries of lust, the muffled thud of a painting tumbling from the wall, the splintering crack of the commode that had buckled beneath Joanna’s weight, echoed throughout the packhouse. By now, the entire pack had been drawn into our tempestuous revelry, I was acutely aware that they knew what transpired behind those closed doors.But I cared little for their whispers.This was my Luna, my heart laid bare, and if the world needed to witness the unrestrained joy that came from possessing her, then so be it. My pack should feel honored that their Alpha was filled with such unbrid
Crown Prince Clyde’s Point of ViewAs the yacht drifted further away from the coast, carrying my sister Natali, her mate Alpha Zane, Janice, Beta Cleo, Rubio, and Alia, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. They had managed to convince me to stay behind and postpone the confrontation with Joanna until they returned with her.It had taken a great deal of effort on their part, Xin and I had so many questions we wanted to ask Joanna, matters we needed clarification on. Until now, she had not kept her promises, while I had remained steadfast, loyal, and always waiting for her. But I needed clarity; I felt as if she was leading me on.How could she vanish from my life after a night filled with love and a heartfelt declaration?Two nights, actually, one on the yacht and another here in the Palace. And on both occasions, she had renewed her vows to me, reaffirming her love. Yet, her actions told a different story. Time and again, she distanced herself, driving me to the brink of despai
'Clyde, good news! Elena is pregnant. We’re going to have pups!' The jubilant shout of my Secretary reverberated through the mind link, slicing through the charged air like a knife and silencing the fraught conversation I was having with Mariam.This was indeed good news. With my twins and Jace's pup, things could finally liven up around here, chasing away the leaden shadows of boredom that had long nestled in the Palace halls. This was just as my parents desired. Mariam constantly complained that the Palace was too orderly and calm. It looked like she was finally getting her wish.'Congrats, man," I congratulated him, genuinely pleased. 'And just in time. Now our pups can grow up together, there will hardly be any age gap. We've arranged that well.'An icy silence followed from Jace's side until the congratulations from mine and his parents and other distant family members arrived. The family avoided reacting to my remark about my own pups that I expected; this was probably still a s
Determined to avoid a potentially awkward encounter with her brother Jace, Joyce opted for the stairs instead of the elevator.She knew exactly where to find his suite, her intention was to speak with Elena privately. The woman was determined to unravel the secrets simmering beneath the surface of the Palace, and her brother, along with his mate Elena, was a crucial piece in this precarious puzzle.Arriving at the door of his suite, Joyce tilted her head, honing her werewolf hearing. A light snoring was audible from inside but all else was silent. This indicated that Elena was alone and taking a nap. Quickly, she punched in the code, and to her relief, Jace hadn't changed it after all these years. The front door clicked open, and she slipped inside.After quickly scanning the space, she walked to the bedroom and indeed found her sister-in-law peacefully asleep in there. She pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed, her gaze fixed intently on the woman. Just as she had expected, Elena
The relentless chase after the Chief Warrior dragged on for what felt like an eternity, each passing hour ticking by like an agonizing countdown. Finally, his car turned sharply into the dimly lit parking lot of a secluded, almost eerie hotel that appeared out of nowhere.Joyce had maintained a discreet distance on the highway, exploited the presence of several vehicles similar to her own, blending seamlessly into the flow of traffic. She maneuvered through the maze of traffic, keeping a low profile as she kept her eyes fixed on her target.At the hotel, she ensured she parked a considerable distance from Walther, remaining concealed within her car, observing him through the tinted window. She watched as a man approached Walther, they shook hands, and together they entered the hotel. Joyce allowed a few heartbeats to pass before she exited her vehicle, a measured delay to ensure she wasn't rushing into a potential trap. She moved cautiously, staying within the shadows, until she reach
Alpha Abel’s Point Of ViewI couldn't escape Sybille.Her scent was intoxicating, drawing me to her with an intensity I'd never experienced before. It was stronger than anything I'd ever felt for her, even when we first started dating. Back then, it was just a spark, a small interest. Now, it was a fire, burning out of control. I had to touch her, to be near her.It had to be the overwhelming pull of our bond.And as she was a Lycan with great strength, our stamina was perfectly matched, leading to wild, passionate sex that felt almost perfect.Yet, no matter how strong our bond, thoughts of Joanna kept haunting me. The longing for her had faded significantly, but a thin, almost ghostly link between us remained. We had unresolved matters, she was my fated mate, and we had never formally rejected each other. The thought that I had a fated mate before marking Sybille gnawed at me, it felt like cheating. Sybille wasn't even my chosen mate, she was a mistake born out of a drunken stupor.
Alpha Abel’s Point of ViewAs I stepped back into the bedroom, Sybille lay waiting for me in bed, her eyes sharp and alluring.Yet, I had no time for her games, pressing matters occupied my mind and I had little time to waste. I quickly dressed, the familiar weight of my leather jacket settling onto my shoulders, and ran a hand through my hair before heading to the door.“Where do you think you’re going?” she demanded, her tone authoritative, a sharp edge that grated on my nerves.Damn, I despised someone using that tone at me, it felt as if this woman deemed me her subordinate. But I was an Alpha, her mate, and she needed to show me respect. Though Sybille was a Lycan of Royal blood, she wielded no authority over me. With my mark on her neck, we were equals, and her commands were of no use on me.“I won’t be around for an indefinite time,” I snapped back with irritation. “In the meantime, try learning how to communicate with your Alpha and mate. When I return, I expect a different at
Twenty years later... "Come on, Clyde, the boys could arrive at any moment. Why are you dawdling today?"Queen Joanna expressed her irritation at her mate's sluggishness, who seemed in no rush to welcome their sons.The Princes had spent two years in Latin America, undergoing rigorous training alongside the sons of Joyce, Alira, Alia, Elena, and Janice. The younger generation had received basic combat and strategy training, a biannual rite of passage overseen by the Council, while the older ones immersed themselves in advanced studies of logistics, business, and management. Among them was Crown Prince Joachim-Georg, his return eagerly awaited. His triplet sisters, however, remained in the Kingdom, much to their displeasure.The eldest, Princess Ciciane Taylor Mariam, had made such a fuss that Clyde had no choice but to allow her to take martial arts training under Chief Warrior Rubio. This girl was a true rebel, known in many packs as the "warrior Princess of trouble."However, she w
As if he had been waiting for this precise cue for an eternity, Xin surfaced, taking over from his human.Clyde's head took on a shape as if carved from wood, the golden fur shimmering as it manifested on his face. Possessively, he cradled Joanna’s face in his hands, lifting it toward him and kissing every inch of it, a fervent declaration of his love.Caught off guard by the strong, untamed power that enveloped her, Era stiffened, her senses reeling. She closed her eyes, savoring the intoxicating rush flowing through her, a wave of pure, unadulterated energy.“No need to panic, love,” Xin whispered to her, his voice a soothing balm against her surging anxiety. “I have never given you reason to doubt me. What is this?” Era leaned against his chest, surrendering to his silent, persuasive power, her resistance melting away like snow in the summer sun.“Joanna is insecure,” she confided in a low murmur, a confession whispered on the edge of a sigh. “She fears that a fated mate might sudd
As they stood before the grand, imposing doors of the Palace, Butler Clark came before them, his presence as steady as the ancient stones of the building itself.Clark was the same age as Alpha Maceo, but unlike the Alpha, who retained a youthful vigor, the signs of aging were etched deeply into the butler's face, revealing his years of service and loyal duty. Moreover, the butler was not as athletically built, nor did he move with the same fluid grace as Maceo.“Alpha, are you here to speak with the King?” he asked the visitor icy calm, his tone devoid of any warmth. “Please, follow me, the family is on the back terrace, enjoying a moment of respite now that Queen Joanna needs her strength.”Before the Alpha could offer a reply, Clark turned on his heel, clearly expecting the pair to follow him without question.The Alpha and his granddaughter exchanged a surprised glance, before stepping into the grand foyer. They walked through a long, winding corridor, passing a bustling, fragrant
"What did you say?" Alpha Maceo of the Falcon Crest pack thundered, his voice reverberating through the sterile confines of the Royal doctor's office. "Man, run the tests again! This… this cannot be true!"His face, normally a picture of composure and quiet strength, was now flushed crimson, a mask of disbelief and rising fury. He glared at Doctor Andrew, who sat calmly across the polished mahogany desk, his expression carefully neutral. Andrew held out the thin sheets of paper with the results.He read the conclusions aloud, his voice steady, each word a hammer blow to Maceo's bewildered mind, shattering the carefully constructed facade of his reality."Alpha, these are simple English words, and I assure you, I read them correctly," Doctor Andrew sighed, his eyes reflecting a quiet understanding of the turmoil raging within the older man. "And I assure you, I have run these tests five times. I could hardly believe it myself. But your wolf knows the truth. During the collaboration to
Nervously Sybille stepped into her new mate's apartment.Even though they had spent hours together in the vehicle returning to the pack, he had barely spoken to her. Kenrick had worked on his iPad the entire trip. He checked news channels reporting on events in the Kingdom and Woodland. He was meticulous, his brow furrowed in concentration.His phone also constantly buzzed and vibrated.His colleagues worldwide wanted his personal account of the events surrounding Alpha Abel and the Royals. He answered them with clipped, precise words, his voice a low rumble.Although he always treated her respectfully, she could clearly feel his underlying power.Kenrick was definitely Alpha material. His dominance and confidence radiated from him. The intense look in his eyes demanded obedience. His strong grip on her hand, when he did touch her, revealed his inner strength.Sybille knew she should not underestimate him.She had not interacted much with him before. Her attention was constantly focus
In Woodland, a convoy of vehicles, somber and silent, rolled to a halt before the imposing, massive gates.Three vehicles peeled away from the main group, one of them a hearse carrying the body of the fallen Alpha Abel. A lone warrior approached the lead vehicle, where Kenrick sat in the back with Sybille.As the guard drew closer, he inhaled deeply, his senses sharp, and his eyes widened in shock."Alpha Kenrick," he stammered, disbelief thick in his voice. "We received no word of your arrival. We knew Alpha Abel was defeated since the pack link with him was severed, but the circumstances were shrouded in rumors."The warrior sprinted back towards the gates and pressed a button.The heavy gates began to slide open, granting the cars access to the pack lands. He sent an alert through the mind link, informing the pack of Kenrick's sudden arrival.A flurry of activity erupted within the packhouse.There was no time for formal celebrations or to prepare a grand welcome. Everyone rushed t
“Clyde,” Joanna murmured weak as she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze meeting his.The Crown Prince, his face carved in relief and overflowing with joy, kissed her all over her face as his heart is overflowing with gratitude. The past few minutes had been a terrifying ordeal for the entire family, a roller coaster of emotions that had left them breathless.“Yes, I’m here with you,” Clyde beamed emotionally. “You scared the hell out of me, my love. What would become of me without you by my side? If you ever decide to leave, don’t forget to take me with you, this life is nothing without you.”Joanna smiled, her eyes filled with a deep, unwavering love.With difficulty, she lifted her hand to stroke his face, her touch feather-light, her eyes shining with an affection that transcended words.“Will you mark me now? Make me your legal wife and my werewolf mate?”The Crown Prince laughed, a sound of pure, unadulterated relief, and pulled her tightly against him, his tears glistening in the
Crown Prince Clyde stood at the head of the large Council Board table, his posture rigid as the hall began to fill with spectators, their eyes eager and whispers buzzing with anticipation.Everyone was curious about the recent, chaotic events, and it was crucial to provide clear explanations, to dispel the confusion that hung heavily in the air. Once everyone had taken their seats and the Royals stood at some distance in front of him, Clyde addressed the attendees, his voice resonating with a solemn gravity.“As you all know, my wife, Joanna, was the fated mate of Alpha Abel,” he stated the obvious. “With his death, the bond was broken, not only with the marked mate but also with my wife. But Joanna is human, and she carries my twin pups, which adds an immense burden to her already fragile state.”He paused, letting his words sink in, as he heard gasps of shock ripple through the room.Some whispered among themselves, their voices laced with accusation, blaming him for what had happen
"Jace, I can’t bear to lose her," the Crown Prince softly growled with anguish, as he leaned heavily against the cold, sterile wall outside the ward where Joanna was being examined.His knuckles were white, his body trembling with suppressed terror."What could have caused all this? Was it the breaking of the bond with Alpha Abel?""I believe so. Sybille went through the same experience, but her Lycan helped her through it," the Secretary replied gravely. "Joanna is only half-transformed, and her wolf is still too weak. And the pups, man, this is dire."Fifteen agonizing minutes later, the doctor emerged from the examination room, his face a mask of grim concern, his shoulders slumped with a heavy weariness. Clyde and Jace rushed towards him, their hearts pounding with dread. The doctor's posture alone spoke volumes, painting a bleak picture."Doctor, my wife…" the Crown Prince stammered with fear. "Will she be okay? I beg you, do everything in your power to save her. Joanna must reco