In the days that followed, the Mancini family home was filled with happiness. The air buzzed with laughter and the warm hum of family togetherness. Zane and Natali were overjoyed, their love illuminating the entire house. Their happiness was infectious, spreading smiles and joy among everyone around them.The same applied to Joanna and Clyde.The couple was inseparable, collaborating in the company and never appearing to tire of each other's presence. Together in business, they amassed success after success, becoming a key force behind Mancini's fortune. Despite frequently making headlines as a family, Clyde ensured Joanna stayed out of the spotlight. Many assumed it was because he wanted her all to himself, unaware of how close this assumption was to his true reasons.Clyde treated his woman with immense care, showering her with love and affection. He often took her out on dates where they would kiss and embrace, but he held back from going further, which sometimes fr
On a recent evening, the Mancini family enjoyed yet another delicious meal.The air was filled with laughter and light-hearted conversation, a relaxed moment amid an otherwise busy week. Zane and Natali, sitting side by side, shared affectionate glances as Joanna and Clyde talked over the company's future plans.Meanwhile, Janice listened closely to Jace's amusing story while trying to maintain a brave demeanor. Beta Cleo was gazing at his plate, deep in thought.Suddenly, the tranquility was shattered by a scuffle outside the door. Raised voices and hurried footsteps disrupted the peaceful atmosphere. Everyone at the table turned toward the door, their curiosity aroused.The door burst open abruptly, and a woman with striking, flashy hair stormed in furiously.Her eyes blazed with anger as she marched directly towards Clyde. The room fell silent, the air thick with tension as everyone watched the unfolding drama with bated breath.Clyde kept his composure, though his eyes narrowed a b
A frosty silence enveloped the dining room as Beta Cleo and Sybille made their way out..Clyde stared blankly ahead, his mind reeling, while Jace, Zane, and Natali exchanged anxious glances. Janice momentarily set aside her grief over the loss of her Beta and looked wide-eyed at the family before her, struggling to process the flurry of revelations unleashed by Sybille's outburst.Joanna's face turned ashen, her eyes widened with shock and pain. Sybille's statements had mate it clear that their encounter wasn't just a chance happening. She gradually shifted her gaze toward Clyde. "Could you explain to me what Sybille meant?" she inquired, her voice trembling with emotion. "You knew me well before our accidental meeting at Joyce’s. Why, Clyde?" Disappointment was clearly etched on her face, and she didn't attempt to conceal the emotions surging within her.Clyde gulped, his throat parched."Joanna, I'm really sorry," he started softly. "The only reason I can give is that I was scared
Clyde attempted to follow her, but Jace's steady hand on his chest halted him."Jace calmly suggested to Clyde, give her some space and let her cool off.'"The Crown Prince reluctantly paused in his tracks, his eyes fixated on the closed door as if willing it to open. His chest rose and fell heavily under the burden of guilt and regret."Goddess, I regret not heeding your advice to tell her about her past," he admitted with a sense of self-reproach. "Instead, I focused on strengthening her feelings for me. Hopefully, this will work in my favor now."Jace gave him a reassuring pat on the back."Yes, you should have," he agreed softly. "However, it isn't too late. Once she reflects on things, I'm confident she'll grasp your perspective. She cares about you deeply, Clyde, there’s no need to worry."They sank back into their seats, overanalyzing the present situation.Natali guided Janice out of the room, her arm gently resting on the younger girl's shoulders as she led her to the living
On the third day, Joanna finally emerged from the bedroom, a fragile ghost of her former self.Dark circles haunted her eyes, a testament to the tears she'd wept, and her face mirrored the somber mood that had settled over the household. Clyde, who had vigilantly guarded her door like a sentinel, sprang to his feet the moment she appeared. Days had bled into an agonizing eternity, each filled with the silent desperation of his unrequited pleas."Joanna," he breathed, relieved. He moved towards her and gently embraced her. "I've missed you. I know it was all overwhelming, sudden, unexpected. But I'm here now. We'll face this together, whatever it takes. I promise."Joanna looked up at him, her gaze still clouded with confusion."You could have prepared me for this, Clyde," she whispered, her voice hoarse. "Told me about… about everything. You spoke of our life together, of our future, but you never mentioned… you never mentioned knowing me before."Clyde gently cupped her face, his thum
The BetaThe pulsating bass of the club throbbed like a second heart, a relentless rhythm that vibrated through Beta Cleo’s very bones.He stood amidst a swirling mass of bodies in “Obsidian,” a club whispered about in hushed tones, a haven for the city's elite. Crystal chandeliers dripped from the high ceilings, casting an opulent glow on the revelers below. The air was thick with the cloying sweetness of expensive perfume, the acrid tang of cigarette smoke, and an undercurrent of something sharper, something that prickled Beta’s nostrils with unease, the unmistakable scent of illicit substances.Sybille, his mate, was in her element.Her laughter, high and carefree, echoed through the place. She pulled Beta onto the dance floor, her body moving with a fluid grace that was both captivating and unsettling. He felt her warm skin and her hand on his back, trying not to notice how every man looked at her. Sybille danced with a wild abandon, her hips swaying, her hair flying, oblivious to
The Beta decided to walk back home.He needed the quiet and cool night air to clear his mind. His wolf was still restless, disturbed by what they had seen. It left them both feeling pained and defeated. This wasn't how he imagined finding his mate would be.’Sidd, ’ he whispered to his wolf. ’Did the Moon Goddess make another mistake in her pairings? First Joanna and Alpha Abel, and now Sybille and me. ’His wolf made a low, distressed sound but remained silent. Beta continued talking to himself, his thoughts clouded, still replaying the scene he had witnessed in that club.‘I had so many dreams about finding my mate. We were supposed to meet, fall in love, and immediately start planning our future, our own house, many pups, and everything mates desire. I had pictured a life filled with love, loyalty, long walks under the moonlight, late nights talking about our dreams and fears, and a bond so strong that nothing could break it. But the reality was far from what I had envisioned, Sybi
When Beta Cleo returned to the Mancini mansion, a heavy, dim feeling settled over him like a shroud. At first, he thought it was the lingering pain of the broken mate bond with Sybille, the aftershocks of severing that connection.Carefully, he pushed the slightly open door and was surprised to find no one there to greet him. Usually, a butler or maid would be waiting to receive visitors, but the house was eerily silent.Yet, he knew people were inside, he could sense their sorrowful energy, a thick blanket of dark emotion that hung in the air. Following the scents, he arrived at the living room. There, he found his Alpha, Jace, Alessandro and Clyde, all naked on the floor. The Beta realized they must have just shifted back to their human forms but he wondered why they were lying there so silently, a scene of quiet defeat.“Alpha?” he called out in surprise, rushing to Zane’s side. “What’s going on here?”Zane turned slowly, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The Beta stared at him, co
Alpha Female Janice’s Point of ViewI could feel his constant gaze burning on my skin. He was following me like a shadow, always there, lurking just out of sight. It was a phantom presence that drove my wolf, Mena, to the edge of madness. She whimpered and paced within me, yearning for her mate. It was a primal need to be near him, to feel his presence, but for me, it felt impossible. How could I approach someone I didn't know? I needed to see his face, to know where he was hiding, before I could even begin to bridge the distance between us.Adding to the growing tension was the undeniable urgency of my impending heat.A wave of warmth was starting to radiate from deep within me, a slow, insistent burn that threatened to erupt into a consuming wildfire. Another day, perhaps even less, and I would be forced to isolate myself. I would need to seek refuge from the unmated wolves that my scent would inevitably attract. It would be a siren’s call to them, an irresistible, magnetic pull. I
The Alpha decided we would extend our stay at the hotel for another three days.He stated that it was to strengthen our bond. Once we arrived in Woodland, he explained, many would demand my attention, and my time would be consumed by pack orientation and other duties. He dreaded losing these precious moments with me and wanted to use this time to allow me to grow accustomed to his constant presence.And he certainly didn’t waste a single moment doing so. The Alpha was constantly near, his intense physical contact a continuous reminder of his desire. His eyes, always on me, held promises that made my breath catch in my throat.At meals, he insisted on having me sit on his lap, feeding me small bites as if I were a delicate bird. His hands were never still, constantly caressing my arm, my waist, sending shivers of awareness through me. His kisses were frequent and passionate; he made it clear to everyone I was his. To my surprise, none of our companions seemed to find this behavior unus
Joanna’s Point of ViewThe Alpha’s arms around me felt intoxicating.A wave of warmth spread through me, a sense of calm I hadn’t realized I craved. I longed to simply lean against him, let the romantic music sweep us away, to lose myself in the moment.Once we arrive in his pack, I think there will be many such occasions, quiet moments of intimacy and connection. I could feel the pull of his attraction, a tangible force that resonated between us.The Alpha’s story about our past largely aligned with what Clyde had told me. However, he had carefully chosen his words, subtly excusing himself from any wrongdoing. He spoke of a “new meeting” between us, but the truth was, he had kidnapped me, taken me against my will. His justification was his right as my mate, but he conveniently overlooked the fact that I also had to agree to the bond, to accept him. And from Natali’s stories, I was fairly certain that I had loved Clyde deeply, even then, and I hadn’t been ready to give
Joanna was a whirlwind of energy, a fanatical singer lost in the music.She sang along loudly with the lyrics of the love song the live band played, her face beaming with every line. It was a captivating sight, her joy infectious.I wrapped my arms around her from behind, pulling her close, and we swayed gently to the rhythm. She melted into my embrace, tilting her head back so that her warm breath caressed my face. The intimate touch sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine.Watching her, truly seeing her this happy, was all the entertainment I needed.She closed her eyes, completely lost in the beat, her hands resting on mine, which were firmly placed on her belly. This was how I wanted to hold her forever, here in my arms, where she belonged. The thought settled deep within me, a sense of rightness I hadn't felt in what seemed like an eternity.“You don’t know how beautiful you look right now, baby,” I whispered huskily in her ear.The words were inadequate to express the depth of m
The moment we entered the restaurant, we were greeted by a wave of laughter and music.The place was packed, buzzing with chattering voices and the sound of clinking glasses. Just perfect. The crowd offered a convenient excuse to stay close to Joanna and subtly breathe in her intoxicating scent. It had lodged itself into my subconscious, igniting a deep-seated longing within me.I spotted a high table tucked away in a quieter corner, a perfect retreat from the bustling crowd. I gently guided Joanna towards it, my hand resting lightly on the small of her back, the warmth of her skin radiating through the thin fabric of her dress. The others trailing slightly behind.Once a waitress took our drink orders, Elena initiated the conversation.“Joanna, it was pure coincidence that I recognized you in the boutique,” she began casually. “We arrived here a few weeks ago after leaving the Moonlight Seekers. But we couldn’t find you there and were already on our way back to our pack. What brough
Alpha Abel’s Point of View As soon as my mate stepped out of the elevator, her scent washed over me, a wave of pure sensory bliss.That delicious vanilla, mingled with the delicate fragrance of fresh morning dew, conquered my senses, turning my world upside down. She was breathtaking in that red dress, a garment I knew Elena had chosen for her. My secretary certainly had good taste, although I was surprised that Joanna needed assistance in the boutique.Women, to my knowledge, were usually sophisticated shopaholics, their appreciation for an item increasing proportionally to the price tag and the willingness of someone else to foot the exorbitant bill.But not my Joanna. My mate was different.Elena’s investigation reports indicated that she came from a simple background. Joanna was adopted by a lower-middle-class couple who now live comfortably off the salary she gratefully transferred to them. The Mancinis had essentially taken over her entire life,
Joanna’s Point of ViewMy heart hammered against my ribs, I was nervous as hell.I checked my reflection in the mirror for what felt like the hundredth time. The dark red dress, tight at the bodice and flowing loosely from my hips, flattered my figure. It was Elena’s choice, a woman I wasn’t sure whether to call a friend or simply an acquaintance.“Hey, take it easy, Joanna,” Janice’s soothing voice cut through my anxious thoughts. As a werewolf, she could likely hear the frantic rhythm of my heart. She gently stroked my back, a reassuring touch that calmed my breathing somewhat. Taking my hands in hers, she stood in front of me, her gaze steady and supportive.“You know what?” she suggested. “Let this be a new beginning. You don’t remember him, so think of this as a blind date. If the chemistry is there, build a relationship with the Alpha, honestly and sincerely. He feels the bond with you, and if he’s smart, he’ll give you the space you need to adjust.”It was the unspoken implicat
Alpha Abel wrestled with his inner wolf, Hex, who was practically vibrating with impatience.‘I want to see our mate,’ Hex growled, the words echoing in Abel’s mind like a physical demand. “Let’s pay her a visit. Now! ’He yearned to hold Joanna again, to reassure her, to whisper promises of protection and love.’In a few hours, you’ll have every chance to admire her, ’ Abel countered, attempting to maintain a semblance of control. ’Let’s go back to our room and get some rest ourselves. Bet it’s going to be a long evening.’’Sleep? ’ the wolf growled angrily, the word laced with disbelief. ’Why would I want to sleep when my mate is staying in the same hotel as us? She should be here, in our arms. That’s where she belongs. ’Shaking his head, Abel stepped into the elevator, the doors sliding shut, offering a brief respite from Hex’s relentless prodding.’I warn you not to rush her, Hex,’ he threatened. ’She doesn’t remember us. We have to regain her trust. Imposing ourselves will only
“I want to see our mate,” Hex, Alpha Abel’s wolf, growled insistently, the words rumbling deep within Abel’s mind.He longed to hold Joanna again, to feel the warmth of her body against his after so long. All he wanted was to reassure her that everything would be alright, that she didn’t have to worry about anything. He would take care of her, protect her from any harm. The need to be near her was a burning ache within him. “In a few hours, you’ll have every chance to admire her,” Abel pointed out. “Let’s go back to our room and get some rest ourselves. I’m sure this is going to be a long evening. I won’t let her go away easily after searching for her this long.” “Rest?” the wolf growled again, this time with a sharp edge of anger. “Why would I want to sleep when my mate is staying in the same hotel as us? She should be with us, sleeping in our arms. That’s where she belongs.” The primal possessiveness in Hex’s voice was undeniable. Shak