In the following weeks, I found myself enveloped by the warmth and enthusiasm of Mariam, Sybille, and Natali.Clyde, on the other hand, was deeply immersed in settling into the new business. He had countless meetings with staff, government officials, and attended numerous business luncheons. Together with the management team, he was tirelessly adapting the success formula of the Mancini empire to fit the needs of the local market.Meanwhile, we women were engrossed in planning the wedding.Mariam had flown in ten exquisite dresses from renowned designers in America and France. Each dress was a masterpiece, making it nearly impossible for me to choose which one to wear as I walked down the aisle. We each had a different favorite, which added to the challenge of deciding on the perfect makeup and theme for the reception.Every night, I collapsed into bed, utterly exhausted. Clyde was no different. He often came home late, finding me already in bed. He would snuggle up to me, his hands
In the Woodland Pack, America ...'We need to find mate, Abel. Time is running out and she's slipping away from us.' My wolf, Hex, barked at me like an ill-mannered dog, issuing commands as if he was the one in control. Ever since that morning when we woke up alone in bed, he's been discontented. He accused me of scaring away our mate and causing her to run off.I confess, I got a bit carried away during our sex, but honestly, I never imagined it could be this incredible with a mate. She was absolutely amazing, her orgasms and responses revitalized me and heightened my senses, leaving me wanting more each time. From now on, there can be no one else for me, my mate is etched in my memory.And then this Alpha wolf of mine placed all the blame for her escape on me! I vividly recall how he sidelined me and took the lead in our intimate moments. He was more assertive, dominating her completely, taking her in every possible way. After each of
The Royal Jet taxied over a first-class runway in Latin America until it came to a stop.As the pilot opened the door, a gorgeous young woman stepped out onto the platform. The suit on her body fit her beautifully, accentuating her sexy curves and all. It was a designer's, which revealed that she was not exactly destitute. Demonstratively, she slid the sunglasses onto her nose and looked around as if she owned the place."Alira!"Another woman, about her age, ran up to her. Recognizing her, Alira flew down the stairs and fell into her friend's arms. The two hugged each other tightly and even did a little dance."Girlfriend! Here you are at last. It took you a long time to get here, but now everything is falling into place. I have my great-uncle on my side. He is the one who tied the knot and ordered you to come."The two women walked to the waiting vehicle with their arms around each other's waists."So Alessandro wasn't really thrilled to see me again? That bastard! I should have kno
Joanna’s Point Of ViewThe wedding was tomorrow.Finally, I was officially becoming Clyde's wife, and I couldn't wait to say my vows to the man of my heart. Judging by the look on his face over the last few days, he felt the same way.Lately, the only place we met was at the dinner table.Mariam had forbidden us to speak or see each other unsupervised, she had moved me to her suite, despite Clyde's loud protests. Georg, my father-in-law, was exiled to the guest room, which he surprisingly took lightly.Natali and Sybille were appointed to be my bridesmaids, Carlo and Alessandro were Clyde's best men.Goddess, I missed my fiancé, a week without him was like a century in a desert. We saw each other three times a day only during meals, then I couldn't take my eyes off him. The despair of waiting radiated from him. Yesterday, I heard him trying to bribe his father to lure his mother out of the bedroom so he could have a moment with me. He failed miserably, of course, the man never did any
Still Joanna's Point Of ViewAs I gazed into the mirror, it was hard to believe that the beautiful woman looking back at me was indeed myself. The artists had worked their magic on me, expertly crafting my makeup. My eyes were beautifully highlighted with a flaming shadow in soft colors that suited me perfectly. And complementing the look from head to toe, my dress was skillfully tailored. Mariam truly outdid herself, she persuaded me to choose this dress yesterday so the seamstress could make the adjustments in time. The result was absolutely stunning. My heart leapt at the thought that Clyde would be seeing me in a few minutes. I was certain he was in for quite a surprise. God, I could hardly contain my excitement about being with him. Tonight we would finally be in each other's arms again, but this time as husband and wife. "Stop daydreaming again, Joanna. I can already hear the organ playing, which means you need to make your entranc
When Clyde saw us coming, he heaved a sigh of relief.His eyes were fixed on me, filled with a glow of joy and adoration. It was as if the world around us faded away, leaving just the two of us in that moment. There was a depth of love in his eyes that made my heart swell. Then he was overcome with emotion and I saw his eyes water, a single tear running down his cheek.Alessandro patted him reassuringly on the shoulder and whispered to him as he watched my entrance with an approving grin. Sir Georg and Mariam also stood there, glowing with pride. I could see that they too were overcome with emotions they were trying very hard to hide.But Clyde's gaze never left me. It was a look that promised eternity, a silent vow of undying devotion. Our silent interaction was interrupted by my father's voice."Clyde, I give you my only daughter in good faith. From this day on she is yours. But you have to promise me that you will always make her happy, treat her with respect, more than you did in
In the Mancini Clan..."My King, the kidnappers were one hundred precent werewolves. They covered their scent. They took the highway south and then left in helicopters," Clyde's Secretary Jace reported. "We are now investigating which pack they belong to. Not all of them are wealthy enough to own an aircraft and that brand of vehicles, so we may know within hours which trail to follow."Clyde sat up straight on the bed, still unable to believe that Joanna had been taken. And now he learned that ordinary werewolves were behind all this."How dare they mess with me! Do they even know who I am? Let me know as soon as possible which Alpha dared to challenge me, I will deal with him personally. His last minutes are ticking away. If that bastard lays a finger on Joanna..."Clyde half-shifted into his Lycan, his wolf unable to bear the thought of not being able to protect Joanna. Xin adores his human mate, he was the one who drew Clyde's attention to her when they first met. He had describe
Prince Clyde's Point Of ViewDamn it!!! I didn't see that coming.If Joanna were the mate of a werewolf, it couldn't be anything but an Alpha. This operation was far too big to be set up for an ordinary pack member. Rather than approaching me to discuss the issue, he resorted to kidnapping my wife like the criminal he truly is.Shit no, I couldn't leave this case like this. Joanna was mine, I even had the wedding book in my pocket as proof of our commitment. Alpha should have kept his hands off my wife and just called in the Council. If he had done so, Joanna would undoubtedly turned his ass down, she would have rejected him and choose to stay by my side instead. Humans don't experience a mate bond like we do, and whatever attraction she felt wouldn't be enough to pull her away from me permanently.Sybille's words deeply troubled me. Joanna betrayed my trust by spending the night with the Alpha and keeping it from me. That hurt, a lot.Probably she couldn't challenge t
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