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
In the Mancini Family Living Room…Natali helped Clyde to the chair next to her father and sat down on a small couch beside him.In front of them stood Alira, with Jace standing at a distance. The Secretary called Prince Alessandro in the mind link to drop whatever he was doing and sign up to the living room with the utmost urgency. The man was in the study working on his laptop when he received the message.‘What's going on, Jace? I wanted to finish some work to allow Clyde could focus on the case with Joanna. Couldn't you do it without me for a while?’ he asked, his eyes still glued to the screen.‘Actually, no. This whole meeting is all about you, Alessandro. I hate to break it to you, but that lady Alira is here. She has been here for a few days now."With a jerk, the Prince's head was up and his face turned into an iron mask.He knew what his father was up to but had no intention of taking Alira as his mate. What they had was a temporary fling that he had no plans of making into
Carlo pulled away from Alira, but his hand was like a vise around her throat.His eyes were like hot coals, gone was the moment of euphoria of having finally found his mate. Instead, he now saw a potential criminal who had done serious harm to his family.Everyone in the living room jumped to their feet as Clyde and Jace surrounded the couple."Alira, you better come clean. There are two of the strongest Lycans among us, and I cannot stand alone to protect you. The best thing you can do at this moment is to confess," Jace dryly suggested to the woman. "We already know that Sybille has something to do with this. Now we want to know what your part is. And make no mistake, nobody here is in the mood for games."The woman swallowed several times and looked anxiously at her mate. But Carlo's priority was his brother, the mate bond was less important to the throne now."Yes, the closer you are to the truth, the better for you. I am your mate, but my feelings are secondary to those of the Cr
The Royal yacht entered the harbor of the Werewolf Kingdom, and a somber mood permeated the air, a stark contrast to the joyous atmosphere that had prevailed before Clyde's unsettling pronouncements.Clyde's statement had greatly dampened the spirits of the group, casting a shadow over their homecoming.When they finally disembarked, they found themselves split into two camps. Zane walked down the gangway alongside Clyde as they entered the pier and as they looked around, they spotted Jace leaning against an SUV with his arms crossed, his posture casual yet alert.When he noticed them, he waved and beckoned the men over.“Hey, man, you were suddenly nowhere to be found,” the Royal Secretary exclaimed with a hint of concern. “Luckily, the King was too busy to ask questions, and I covered for you well. Where have you been? Couldn't you at least let me know you were leaving?”Clyde patted his friend reassuringly on the shoulder. “I went to pick up my wife,” he replied bluntly. “Have the
Absently, Clyde stroked Joanna's round belly before pressing a tender kiss upon it, a gesture of unspoken affection.He gazed deeply into her eyes, searching for answers, but noted the blank expression on her face, a mask of carefully concealed emotions. The family held their breath as the wait for his response became almost unbearable.“I am ready,” Clyde declared mysteriously calm. “As I said before, Joanna is my Queen, the mother of the most significant members of the werewolf community. After the King and I, she stands as the most figure, having custody of the next royal line. She is extremely privileged.A gasp of disbelief rippled through the group, the Crown Prince's words were met with a mix of confusion and disdain. No one expected such a vague, meaningless answer. Clyde seized every opportunity to show his affection toward his wife, yet his words carried an unsettling ambiguity.A menacing growl erupted as two massive Lycan wolves were about to shift, their postures bristlin
Once the relationships between the mates were restored, the atmosphere in the group buzzed with energy once more, a noticeable new harmony fills the air. Laughter and joy replaced the earlier tense mood.The yacht was heading full speed for the Kingdom, where a new challenge lay ahead, a confrontation that could no longer be avoided. Mariam and Jace had to admit what they had done, explain their plans and motives. Only then could the trust within the immediate Royal circle be rebuilt and everyone move on to building a better future. Breakfast was served on the deck, bathed in the warm morning sunlight, with a cheerful, lively atmosphere surrounding them. Each couple shared the stories of their first encounters, playfully teasing one another while enjoying their healthy meal paired with freshly squeezed juice.“How much longer until the Second Crown Prince arrives, Joanna?” Joyce asked at one point, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I can't wait to welcome him. Have you all thought a
Alessandro stepped into the hut assigned to him and Joyce.The conversation he dreaded had to take place, a confrontation he knew was unavoidable.He knew he had misbehaved toward her, his actions rash and impulsive. Although it hurt that she treated him with such coldness, he realized he was not prepared to give up the perfect bond they shared. Many years had passed while he impatiently waited for her, never willing to commit to another woman because he was certain he had a fated mate, someone waiting for him somewhere.Still, he couldn’t shake the fierce, accusatory look in Joyce’s eyes from his mind.She had used the few words she overheard to blame him, without even listening to his side of the story, her judgment swift and unforgiving. Carlo and Alira had spoken only briefly, without going into details, yet she was ready to lash out at him.Yet a flash of reason struck him, they had only been mates for a few hours, And they were still in the process of learning how to deal with t
“Carlo, why do you hate me this much? You’ve driven a wedge between me and my mate! And on the very day I met her. Why are you doing this to me?”Alessandro’s voice rose sharply, a manifestation of his fury as he approached his younger brother, who was slumped over the bar with his head cradled in his hands. In front of him sat a glass of whisky, a clear sign that he was trying to drown his anxieties and inner turmoil in alcohol. As Alessandro stood there, towering over Carlo, his younger brother slowly lifted his face to meet his gaze. Only then did Alessandro begin to notice the bloodshot eyes and the unmistakable look of defeat reflected back at him. The sight of Carlo’s pain momentarily eclipsed his own troubles. In a moment of empathy, he reached out, gripping Carlo by the shoulders in a bid to offer some form of comfort.“Hey man, don’t take it so hard,” Alessandro attempted to soothe him, trying to infuse the conversation with a sense of reassurance. “They’re w
"You are definitely being biased and completely wrong, Joyce!"Joanna's voice rang with authority with a clear note of admonishment as she addressed her friend. Their relationship had evolved far beyond that of mere colleagues, they are all family now.Joanna had no intention of pandering to this stubborn woman. The atmosphere on the yacht was at a low ebb the moment Joyce and Alessandro returned, their faces were stormy and tense, they had clearly been at odds.They each took separate seats, staring off in different directions, creating a chasm between them. When Carlo and Alira didn’t join the group, which only intensified the coldness, the silence heavy with unspoken words.Clyde had summoned the men and taken Alessandro aside, leaving Joanna acutely aware that she had to take care of the women. She gathered her friends and retreated to the stern of the yacht, seeking a private space to discuss the matter. Natali went to find Alira, who was quietly sobbing on a cou
“Tell me if you don’t want me. Why are you humiliating me like this?”Alira’s heart-wrenching cry came clearly through the crack of their cabin's hatch. Her voice was heavy with emotion, as if she was on the brink of a full-blown collapse. Joyce stood, frozen, disbelief written all over her face, her eyes wide with shock, unable to absorb the emotional chaos unraveling behind that door.“It cannot be. You are my mate and you bear my mark. Isn’t that enough proof that I have accepted you? Look, you have marked me too; we are irrevocably connected. Why do you want more?” Carlo’s voice was tinged with irritation, sounding as if he were speaking to a small, stubborn child who refused to see reason.“I want pups! I have the right to!” she exclaimed, her voice raw and pleading. “Why don’t you want them? We have been mated for so long; Joanna, Janice, Natali, and even Alia is all pregnant. I am the only one left out in this!”The anguish in her words resonated deep within me, stirring my hea
Prins Alessandro’s Point of ViewWhen we jumped aboard the extravagant Royal yacht, a wave of joyful energy swept through everyone. The polished deck gleamed under the afternoon sun, reflecting the festive atmosphere.We were all mated and happy, which seemed to strengthen our bond with one another, a sense of closeness pervades the air. All four Royal offspring had now found their mates, and my father was going to be so thrilled when we arrived at the Palace with this news.I had been the only one without a mate, A persistent void that has finally been filled.Joyce had made me the happiest man on earth, her presence a constant source of joy. Before long, our mates changed into their swimwear, their laughter echoing across the deck. I noticed that only Joyce and Joanna wore bikinis and shook my head in disbelief, a playful smirk on my lips.It looked like only Clyde and I were confident, while Carlo and Zane still didn’t allow their mates to walk around half-naked among family membe
Someone in the Back…Was she intentionally ignoring me, or had she simply overlooked the fact that we were fated mates? As soon as she stepped onto the back terrace, Claw, my wolf, revealed that she was my mate, a surge of recognition that sent a jolt through my entire being.Unfortunately, the situation did not permit me to approach her immediately, the tension was too thick, the air crackling with unspoken threats. I could only watch as she boldly confronted the Alpha, her stance defiant, her words sharp and cutting. If the situation hadn't been so serious, I would have burst out laughing at the way she tackled the man.She mocked him, tactfully insulted him, and pressed the truth right in his face, her every word a carefully crafted barb.From my vantage point behind her, I had a clear view of her assets, of the alluring lines of her curves. A firm ass and a straight back stirred my fantasies, igniting a fire within me. The confident posture and the way she swept her jet-black hai