EVA’S POV“Yes,” I moaned softly, squirming as his tongue flicked into my ear. It was ironic how he asked for permission now when he’d never done so before.He pushed me against his large desk, and I spread my legs to make room for him. I smirked as he slid my skirt and panties down, his eyes darkening as he took in the sight of me.“Damn,” he muttered, biting his lip. “So pretty.”Elijah bolted the door, and I chuckled, excitement surging through me. When he returned, he knelt between my legs, nibbling and kissing up my thighs, hitting all the spots he knew would make me tremble.His finger slid between my already wet folds, and I shivered as he tasted me. Then, without hesitation, he slid a finger inside me, his movements confident and deliberate. My eyes fluttered closed as I surrendered to the pleasure of his touch.It didn’t take him long to find my G-spot. With deliberate pressure, he had me gasping and grabbing my legs, spreading them wider for him. My walls clenched around his
ANDREW’S POVThe night wrapped around us like a velvet cloak—cool and fragrant. The sweet scent of blooming wildflowers lingered in the air, carried by a gentle breeze that rustled the edges of the woods.Crickets chirped in harmonious rhythm, and in the distance, a lone wolf’s mournful howl echoed faintly. Every sound seemed amplified in the quiet, every step deliberate as we emerged from the pack’s outskirts, where we had gone for a walk.I glanced at Lily, her face softly illuminated by the silvery glow of the moon. Her auburn hair shimmered like molten fire under the moonlight, and her serene expression sent my heart into overdrive. My stomach churned with a mixture of nerves and hope.“Lily?” I murmured, breaking the silence, my voice barely above a whisper.“Yeah?” she replied, her voice as gentle as the breeze.“Can I ask you something?” I asked, my heart racing with anticipation.“Anything,” she said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity—like stars shining brightly in the night s
ANDREW/LILY POVLily’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her voice trembling with a mix of shyness and determination. “I liked him too, Luna. A lot.” Her words hung in the air, fragile yet undeniable, as her eyes flickered down to the dirt beneath her shoes. It was as though admitting the truth had stolen her strength.Hannah’s grin was instant—bright and mischievous. She clapped her hands together, her delight spilling over like a bubbling stream. “Well, that settles it then! You should go with him, Lily. No point hanging around here when you could be... you know.” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.“Wait, are you serious?” Lily’s brows pulled together in a small frown, her gaze darting between Hannah and me. “We still have—there’s stuff we haven’t finished—”“It’s fine,” Hannah interrupted, her tone light and airy but with a layer of knowing beneath it. She leaned closer, her voice dropping conspiratorially. “Go, Lily. Don’t overthink it. I’ll take care of the rest.”I stepped forw
LILY’S POVThe first lick of creamy vanilla hit my tongue like a sweet, delicate promise, and I couldn’t stop the grin spreading across my face. The richness, the perfect balance—it was heaven in a cone.Andrew’s smirk grew as he watched me, his brown eyes sparkling with amusement. “Tastes good, huh?” His voice carried a playful lilt, one brow quirking as he raised his chocolate cone, waiting for my response.“It’s better than good,” I said, licking the side where it threatened to drip. “This is what vanilla dreams are made of.”He chuckled, a low sound that rumbled through the lazy summer air. “Vanilla dreams? Alright, let me one-up you,” he said, taking a deliberate, exaggerated lick of his chocolate. He closed his eyes, humming as though he’d just uncovered the secret to life itself. “This, my dear Lily, is chocolate nirvana.”I rolled my eyes, laughing. “You’re ridiculous.”“Ridiculously right,” he shot back, his grin widening.We strolled along the park path, the afternoon sun ca
LILY’S POVThe familiar sight of the pack house greeted us as Andrew’s car rolled to a stop in front of my place. Andrew turned off the engine, his fingers lingering on the key for a moment longer than necessary. He exhaled softly—a sound that felt like the release of a weight neither of us wanted to name.“I had a great time today,” I said, turning to look at him. My voice was light, but my chest tightened, betraying how much I meant it.His eyes, warm and steady, found mine. A smile tugged at his lips—soft but earnest. “I did too, Lily. More than you know.”A blush crept up my cheeks, and I looked down briefly, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear. “We should do this again,” I ventured, the words leaving my mouth before I could second-guess them.Andrew’s smile deepened, his gaze never wavering. “Definitely.”The quiet that followed wasn’t awkward. It was charged, filled with the kind of unspoken tension that makes you hyper-aware of every detail—the soft tick of the cooling e
Xavier’s POVThe mid-morning sun hung heavy over the training grounds, its relentless heat beating down on warriors locked in combat. The air brimmed with the tang of sweat and the steady rhythm of fists striking practice dummies. Every movement, every grunt, reverberated with purpose.Across from me, Beta Kas tightened his grip on my hand as we squared off. His sharp eyes bore into mine, a flicker of challenge igniting within them. We began circling, our boots digging into the wet earth.“Ready to lose?” Kas teased, his smirk sly and his voice edged with anticipation.I cracked my neck, matching his grin. “You wish.”Kas chuckled, the sound low and deliberate, before lunging forward.The fight erupted into a whirlwind of motion. Kas moved with the precision of a predator, each strike calculated and fierce. But I was ready.His fists were fast, his jabs sharp, but my blocks met him with equal force. A particularly strong punch grazed my forearm, sending jolts of pain up my arm. I grit
XAVIER’S POVAs I stepped into our home, the tension in my shoulders unraveled like a frayed rope, the familiar warmth of the living room washing over me. My gaze landed on the two anchors of my world.Hannah sat cross-legged on the couch, her hair tumbling loosely over her shoulders, a strand curling near her cheek as she scrolled through her tablet. She looked up as the door clicked shut, her sapphire eyes crinkling into a quiet smile.Across from her, Jackson was sprawled on the carpet, his tiny hands working diligently to stack colorful blocks. He furrowed his brows in exaggerated concentration, his tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth.When one of the blocks tipped over, his high-pitched giggle lit up the room—a sound so pure it eased the last vestiges of tension from my body.“Dada!” Jackson’s voice rang out as soon as he spotted me, his face lighting up like the blocks he’d abandoned. Without hesitation, he scrambled to his feet and bolted toward me, almost tumbling
HANNAH’S POVAs Xavier hurried upstairs to shower, his footsteps faded, leaving the room still and quiet. The silence felt weighty, thick with unspoken thoughts.I adjusted Jackson in my arms, his soft coos a soothing contrast to the tension. Cecilia’s gaze lingered on him, her expression a mixture of curiosity and tenderness that caught me off guard.Clearing my throat, I forced a smile. “Mom, this is Jackson, my son,” I said, keeping my tone steady despite the flutter in my chest.Her eyes widened, and a soft gasp escaped her lips. “Oh my goodness,” she murmured, stepping closer. Her clasped hands trembled slightly. “He’s... beautiful. Look at those little fingers.”She hesitated before reaching out, her fingers lightly brushing his cheek. Jackson giggled, his chubby hands instinctively grasping at hers. Cecilia let out a small laugh, her face lighting up with a warmth that momentarily eased the knot in my stomach.“Would you like to hold him?” I asked, careful to keep my voice invi
Ross’s POVAs we advanced, I couldn’t help but think about how sweet it would be to see the fear in Xavier’s eyes, the realization that he couldn’t protect his pack, his precious little family. This wasn’t just an attack. This was personal.The further we moved into Shadow Moon Pack’s territory, the heavier the anticipation grew. The silence between us was palpable, broken only by the occasional whisper of leaves beneath our boots.My senses were on high alert, every nerve in my body tuned to the slightest sound or movement. But everything was still. Just the way I wanted it.As we neared the outer edges of the pack’s territory, I held up a hand, signaling the others to stop. Roman and Elijah froze instantly, their eyes fixed on me, waiting for my next move. I crouched low, scanning the area. I knew Xavier would have his best guards patrolling, but they weren’t expecting this—not yet.I motioned for Roman to scout ahead. He slipped into the shadows without a word, his movements so flu
ROSS’S POVThe engine’s hum was a low, steady growl, matching the tension coiled in my chest. My fingers drummed against my thigh, each tap a silent countdown. Ten years. A decade of planning, of rage simmering beneath the surface, of dreams drenched in vengeance. And now, finally, it was here. The night Xavier would learn what it meant to lose everything.I glanced out the window. The road stretched endlessly ahead, swallowed by the shadows of towering trees. A cruel smile tugged at my lips. He had no idea what was coming. None of them did.Roman, my most trusted, sat behind the wheel, his grip tight on the leather, his jaw set in a hard line. His eyes were fixed on the road, but I could feel the anticipation radiating off him—sharp and electric. He was ready. We all were.In the back seat, Elijah sat quietly, his usual chatter replaced by a tense silence. But I could see the eager glint in his eyes, the way his fingers twitched restlessly against his knee. He was hungry for this, to
Coby’s POVI don’t know how long I was out, but when I finally came to, I was stuffed into the cramped trunk of a moving vehicle. I could tell by the smell of gasoline and the frequent speed bumps. My head throbbed, and every inch of my body ached from the earlier impacts.That fucking monster had broken my neck back there without a second thought. I was lucky to still be alive, but it was going to take a while for me and my wolf to recover completely. For now, I could only depend on myself to get out alive.As the car sped along, the salty taste of the air grew fainter, and I could smell pine and cedarwood, indicating a change of scenery. My jaw tightened as the reality of the situation set in—Ross was heading straight for Shadow Moon Pack. And there was nothing I could do to stop him. At least, not while I was stuck in the trunk of his car.I could feel the cold metal pressing against my skin and hear the hum of the engine as it barreled down the road. Fear clawed at my chest, but I
COBY’S POVThe phone rang again, each tone going straight to voicemail. I kept trying, but it ended the same fucking way. It was insane. My jaw tightened, frustration bubbling under my skin. She had to know. She just had to. Time was slipping through my fingers like quicksand, and I couldn’t afford to lose any more of it.I cursed under my breath, the sound sharp in the empty room. My fingers trembled as I dialed Andrew’s number next. Maybe he could get to her. Maybe he could deliver my message to Xavier as well, and Xavier could take it from there.Andrew’s phone rang once, then twice, and then there was an answer. “Hello?” A woman’s voice, soft but firm, cut through my thoughts. Lily. Of course. Andrew’s girl.“Who is this?” she asked, her voice suspicious.I froze, the words catching in my throat. Should I explain? Could I trust her? My mind raced, but the clock in my head was ticking too fast. I didn’t have time for this. I didn’t have time for anything.I hung up without a word,
XAVIER’S POVThe security check was done. Every patrol was synchronized, and every entry point sealed. On paper, it was flawless. But the quiet—the fact that it was suddenly so quiet—unsettled me. I wished I knew what Ross was planning, but for the past few days, there had been no sign of him or his men anywhere near our pack.Silence from him wasn’t peace; it was a coiled spring, ready to snap. My fingers twitched as I pulled out my phone and dialed Taylor. Hannah and Jackson’s faces flashed in my mind, and my chest tightened painfully.“Alpha,” Taylor answered, her voice crisp and no-nonsense.“How is my family?” I asked, my tone clipped, betraying none of the storm inside.“They’re fine,” she said steadily. “Luna Hannah took Jackson to school. We’re back now. I’ve got eyes on her. Nothing’s out of place.”I exhaled slowly, the tension in my shoulders easing just a fraction. “Good. Stay sharp. If anything changes, you call me.”“Always,” she replied, her voice softening just enough
Hannah’s POVThree days. Three days since the world tilted on its axis, and I still couldn’t breathe. A Lycan—Ross—was out there, hunting us. Hunting me. Hunting Xavier. Hunting our son.The thought clawed at my chest, sharp and unrelenting, like a beast trying to burrow its way into my heart. Every shadow felt alive, every rustle of leaves a whisper of danger. And Taylor... Taylor was always there. Always.She stood by the door now, her presence a silent sentinel. Her sharp, calculating eyes flicked to me every so often, as if checking to see if I’d cracked yet. I hadn’t. Not yet.But the weight of her gaze, the unspoken reminder of why she was here, made my skin crawl. I wanted to scream at her to leave, to give me just one moment alone, but I couldn’t. Because she wasn’t the problem. Ross was.“Mommy?”Jackson’s voice was small, tentative, pulling me from the spiral of my thoughts. I turned, forcing a smile, though my chest ached at the sight of him. He stood in the doorway, his li
XAVIER’S POVThe air in the room felt heavy, pressing down on my chest and making it hard to breathe. I took a deep, shaky breath, but it didn’t help. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat.Hannah sat on the edge of our bed, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, her eyes locked on me. Those eyes—deep, warm, and usually so full of life—were now clouded with worry. She was waiting, and I hated that I was about to break her heart.“Hannah,” I began, my voice low and rough, like gravel. The words felt stuck, as if they didn’t want to come out. But they had to. She deserved to know. “There’s something I need to tell you… something I should’ve told you a long time ago.”Her brow furrowed, and I saw the flicker of fear in her eyes. She shifted slightly, her fingers digging into her arms. “What is it, Xavier?” she asked, her voice soft but trembling. “You’re scaring me. Just say it.”I couldn’t stand still. I paced the room, my boots thudding against the floor, each step ec
HANNAH’S POVThe air felt heavier than usual, pressing against my chest as I stood by the window. My fingers gripped the edge of the sill, the coolness of the glass doing little to soothe the unease coiling in my stomach.Outside, the gate was swarming with guards—more than I’d ever seen before. Their movements were sharp and purposeful, sending a chill skittering down my spine. What’s going on? My mind raced, each thought more frantic than the last. Were we under attack? Was someone coming for us?Xavier had left before breakfast, his absence like a gaping hole in the room. I’d been missing him more lately than ever. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones, or just this nagging feeling that something was wrong—something I couldn’t quite put my finger on yet.Having him around calmed me down a lot, and when he wasn’t here, everything felt chaotic. I hated how much I relied on his presence to feel safe, but right now, his absence was a gnawing reminder that something was off.“Mama!” Jacks
COBY’S POVMy heart dropped the moment Elijah’s face changed. The calm mask he’d been wearing earlier slipped, and a slow, icy smile spread across his lips. It wasn’t the kind of smile that brought hope—it was the kind that made my skin crawl.“No,” He said. And for a second, I thought I’d misheard him, but his next words made every hair on the back of my neck stand straight.“I’m not going to help you,” Elijah said, his voice flat and empty. The warmth I remembered—the camaraderie, the shared purpose—was gone. “In fact, I can’t wait to see Ross take down every single one of them.”My hands balled into fists, nails digging into my palms, as my mind scrambled to make sense of what he was saying. “What—what the hell are you talking about?” My voice cracked, a mix of disbelief and anger bubbling up in my chest.I was this close to snapping at him but I clenched my fists tighter, trying to keep myself grounded. I couldn’t lose it—not yet. Not until I understood what the hell this old geez