Alex POV She stepped back from our embrace, the warmth of her touch vanishing.Cupping her face, I wiped away her tears, my hand resting lightly on her waist."I love you," I murmured, brushing her cheek with my fingers and gazing into her red, tear-dampened lips.As I leaned in, our breaths mingled, teasingly close, her gaze fixed on my lips before meeting my eyes.I gently pulled her closer by her nape, our lips grazing, then melding into a kiss.Exploring her lower lip, tasting away her tears, I drew her closer, our bodies close."Charlotte," I grumbled her name, without breaking the kiss.I demanded entrance into her mouth, and when she granted it, I delicately slid my tongue in. Her mouth was sweet, leaving me longing for more, for her.My hands traced the contours of her body, finding their way to her backside.Squeezing and releasing gently, her moans drove my hunger, aching for her as I swallowed the sounds of her moans."I'm going to mark you as mine," I declared, reluctantly
Alex's POVShe pulled away from me, looking startled."I… I had no idea," she muttered, staring in another direction."Hey," I called, making her look at me."I know you had no idea about my pack's traditions, but don't be scared, okay?" She nodded."Are you a virgin?"She shook her head, and I nodded in understanding. I couldn't deny my disappointment."You're not a virgin," I muttered under my breath, and my jaws clenched. Silence reigned between us as I watched her. I wanted to act as if I wasn't affected, but I was. It hurts to know that someone else has seen the nakedness of this beautiful lady before me. Others were only supposed to see the exterior, while I should have been the only one privileged to see her unclothed. I'm supposed to be the only one to undress her, explore her body, and give her the pleasures of mating with an Alpha mate. All others should have only known that she was beautiful, with a perfect figure, well-formed curves, and medium-sized breasts.I tried not t
Alex's POVI held the door open for her to walk in. After she did, I closed it while she walked into the middle of the bathroom.I proceeded to pull the white curtains over the bathroom windows. After confirming everything was safe, I turned to her.I saw her staring from where she stood, looking puzzled."What are we going to do?" She asked, her eyes scanning the bathroom.My bathroom was luxuriously beautiful, sparkling white, with transparent gold-tinted-black tiles and walls.She stood in the middle of the bathroom with a robe, adding a beautiful touch to its look."Take off your robe," I instructed before walking into another room in the bathroom with transparent double doors, resembling an elevator. That's where the bathtub was.I returned with a new white material before approaching her.Her belts were already loosened, and I could see her cleavage, belly button, and mid-thighs, with her white panties. She hadn't taken off the robe and watched me approaching."What do you want t
Alex's POVLooking up at her, I saw fear etched on her face, and I smiled."Don't be scared, little mate. I won't hurt any intimate part of your body. I'm not killing you, but I want to make you bleed. I want your blood.""Then bite my neck instead," she said, and I shook my head."I need the blood from your mid-thigh. That's the only one that can be used, it's similar to the blood of losing one's virginity."She seemed to have understood but still looked scared."My mid-thigh? It's gonna hurt there. Can't it be done in another part of my body?""When a virgin is mating for the first time, there would be pain. I'm sure you've experienced it, so it's the same pain from making you bleed from your thighs. But bleeding from thighs would be more painful than being fucked for the first time, I guess. But you'll heal, and the pain won't last too long. You'll bleed quite well, and it'll give me just enough blood that I want."She opened her mouth to say something after I finished explaining, b
Alex's POVI halted, waiting for her to break the silence, but she remained wordless, fixating her gaze on me.Sighing, I completed the blood cleanup, the once-white cloth now drenched with crimson. Trusting it to be effective, I disposed of it in a plastic bag, then donned my robe.Wiping away the residual blood from the countertop, I squeezed the cloth in the sink. I sensed her eyes on me as I worked, and when I glanced at her through my peripheral vision, she was watching me."You need a shower, and then we'll assess your walking. It needs to be convincing that we really mated," I stated without direct eye contact, disposing of the napkin I'd used to clean up the less useful blood.She attempted to descend from the countertop, but her legs gave way, crippled by her injury, and I caught her before she hit the floor.Her hands held me for support as she winced, and I could tell that she was in pain."Take it slow, young lady, so you won't hurt yourself again," I advised, cradling her
Charlotte's POVI felt powerful muscular arms wrapped around me as I slept, my back pressed into someone, which was the source of the warmth I felt.I fluttered my dizzy eyes open, only to be met by sunlight filtering into the room through the window. I groaned, caressing my temples while staring at the blank ceiling."Did I hit my head?" I grumbled, feeling like I had bumped into something hard while sleeping.I turned to the presence I felt behind me and almost yelped when I saw someone there, but I realized a hand had already covered my mouth."Shhhh, it's me," Alex said, his velvety voice calm, before slowly removing his hand."Did I oversleep?" I asked, sitting up and pushing my messy hair away from my face.He turned to face me without sitting up, and I noticed he was shirtless. His abs were perfect, and I had the urge to run my fingers on his torso, but I kept my calm."You obviously did; it's morning," he said, and at first, I didn't understand what he said. When it sank in, m
Charlotte's POV"It's that guy," I answered, and he raised a brow at me, as if telling me to explain further."It's the hunter's son," I responded, and he had no reaction. Just as I heaved a sigh of relief, I saw his eyes darken, a flicker of anger disappearing almost immediately."Don't ever call his name again," he said, sounding calm, but the warning in his voice was very obvious.I demonstrated zipping my lips and throwing away the key; his hard gaze softened."Where's your room?" I asked, changing the topic, but noticed his face hardened."It's one of the rooms in this villa, a distance away from yours.""Such a room is in a villa; who would have imagined? Anyway, can I have a look?""No!" He replied almost immediately, his voice turning cold, and in that moment, I felt chills run down my spine."I'll understand it better once I see it myself; then I'll be able to tell if it's like an ancient accessor house, and if you're a reincarnation or not," I said with a disappointed pout o
Charlotte POV"I did," I replied. Before I could finish, he abruptly pulled on my hair, causing me to wince."You clumsy little thing," he grumbled, still gripping my hair tightly, a glare on his face.I slapped away his hands, wincing in pain, and shot him a glare of my own."Are you trying to pull my hair out by the roots?" I asked, feeling offended, but he just laughed."I'm not a thing. He pulled me in when I peeked into his room," I complained."You wouldn't have peeked into his room if you had been taught manners," he retorted."Why wouldn't I? I haven't seen a television in a long time, and I finally had the chance to hear the sound. Besides, he left the door open for me," I explained."I think that guy decided to get himself a television and was tired of being Hunter's son. Anyway, he broke a rule, and now he's dead. It makes me wonder how ignorant you are. Were you so captivated by whatever you were watching that you didn't see him lock the door?""He locked it immediately af
Alex POV The coming days passed in a blur of joy and adjustment as we settled into our new routine as parents. Charlotte's strength and resilience amazed me as she embraced motherhood with unwavering devotion, her love for our daughter evident in every tender touch and soothing word.Ryder was a constant presence during this time, offering his guidance and support whenever we needed it. Whether it was helping with the pack affairs or simply lending a listening ear, his unwavering presence was a source of comfort in the whirlwind of parenthood.As our daughter grew, her presence brought new light and laughter into our home. Her first smile filled us with an indescribable warmth, her first babbling sounds a source of endless delight. Every milestone, no matter how small, became a cause for celebration, a testament to the precious gift of life we had been blessed with.But amidst the joy, there were challenges too. Sleepless nights and endless feedings tested our patience, while worries
Ashley POV The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the neighborhood. It was a perfect evening for a leisurely stroll, and I was eager to share this moment with Charlotte. We had decided to leave the kids at home, entrusting them with their parents for a short while.As we stepped outside, the cool breeze gently caressed my face, carrying with it the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass. I took a deep breath, savoring the crispness of the air.Hand in hand, Charlotte and I walked along the familiar path, our footsteps creating a rhythmic melody against the pavement. The weight of our responsibilities felt momentarily lifted, allowing us to revel in the simple pleasure of each other's company.The sound of laughter and playful shouts echoed from our home, a reminder of the lively energy that usually filled our days. But tonight was different. It was a chance for us to reconnect, to bask in the tranquility of the world outside our front door.As we strolle
Ashley's POVThe bathroom was filled with the playful sounds of splashing water and giggles as Charlotte and I bathed our grandchildren together. The warm, sudsy water enveloped their little bodies, and their eyes sparkled with joy."Look at them," I said, smiling at Charlotte. "They're growing up so fast."Charlotte chuckled, gently rinsing soap from one of the children's hair. "They really are. It feels like just yesterday they were the ones splashing around in this tub."As we continued bathing the kids, the conversation shifted to more profound matters."You know, Ashley," Charlotte began, her voice soft and contemplative, "I've been thinking a lot about the legacy we're leaving behind. The values we've instilled in our children and grandchildren."I nodded, rinsing a washcloth and handing it to Charlotte. "Yes, it's something that weighs on my mind as well. We've tried to teach them kindness, compassion, and the importance of family."Charlotte gently wiped one of the children's
Charlotte POV Ashley and I had made the decision to take our friendship to a whole new level. We had decided to embark on an exciting adventure: living together under one roof. It was a big step, but we were confident that our bond and shared experiences would make this journey a remarkable one.As we settled into our new home, the air was filled with anticipation and a sense of joyous chaos. The kids ran through the halls, exploring every nook and cranny, their laughter echoing through the house. Lily and Emma had become inseparable, while Ethan and Jack bonded over their shared love for sports.In the midst of the commotion, Ashley and I found a moment to sit down at the kitchen table, sipping our morning coffee and exchanging knowing smiles."It's incredible, isn't it?" Ashley said, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Our families coming together like this, creating a home filled with love and laughter."I nodded, taking in the vibrant energy around us. "It truly is. I never imagi
Alex's POVI carefully cradled the baby in my arms as I made my way down the stairs. Ryder, my clumsy roommate, was supposed to be helping me, but he was preoccupied with his phone, completely oblivious to the delicate bundle in my arms. The stairs were steep, and I felt a pang of anxiety as I imagined what could go wrong."Hey, Ryder, could you please pay attention? We're carrying a baby here," I called out, my voice tinged with frustration.Ryder glanced up briefly, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Oh, sorry, man. I got caught up in this game. Didn't mean to zone out."I rolled my eyes, trying to suppress my annoyance. "Well, the baby's safety should be our top priority. Let's focus, okay?"We continued our descent, but Ryder's lack of attention was still evident. He stumbled on one of the steps, causing me to lose my balance. Panic surged through me as I felt myself tilting forward, the baby slipping from my grasp."Watch out!" I shouted, my heart pounding in my chest.R
Charlotte POV In the midst of their artistic journey, the pack received an unexpected invitation that would take them to a new and unfamiliar landscape. An international arts festival, renowned for its celebration of creativity and cultural exchange, extended an invitation for the pack to showcase their work on a global stage.Excitement and anticipation filled the air as the pack members gathered to discuss this incredible opportunity. They knew that participating in the festival would not only expose their art to a wider audience but also open doors to new collaborations and interactions with artists from around the world.Preparations began in earnest as the pack embarked on a whirlwind of creative brainstorming sessions, logistical planning, and the creation of new artworks specifically tailored for the festival. Each artist poured their heart and soul into their respective projects, infusing them with the essence of their collective journey and the spirit of their community.As
Charlotte POV The years flowed by like a river, carrying us forward on our artistic odyssey. Our pack continued to expand, drawing in talented individuals from all walks of life. Each new member brought their own unique perspective, enriching our creative tapestry and expanding the horizons of our artistic exploration.The pack parties became legendary in their scale and ambition. We sought out unconventional venues, transforming warehouses, open fields, and abandoned buildings into immersive artistic landscapes. Collaborations with local organizations and community groups became a cornerstone of our events, fostering a sense of unity and collective creativity.Our art evolved into a multidisciplinary mosaic, blending mediums and pushing boundaries. Paintings danced to the rhythm of live music, sculptures came to life through interactive performances, and spoken word poetry merged seamlessly with visual projections. The lines between art forms blurred, giving birth to breathtaking an
Charlotte POV I buzzed with excitement as I prepared for the pack party, my heart filled with a mix of joy and gratitude. Our home was adorned with colorful decorations, and the enticing aroma of freshly baked treats filled the air. Alexander, my partner and fellow artist, was busy setting up a playlist of upbeat music, adding to the festive atmosphere.As I arranged the final touches, I couldn't help but reflect on our journey since our first exhibition. The growth we had experienced, both as individuals and as a pack, was remarkable. This party was more than just a celebration—it was a testament to the bond we had forged and the creative energy that flowed through our pack.Soon, the sound of laughter and the chatter of my fellow pack members filled the space. They arrived one by one, their presence bringing warmth and excitement into our home. The room became a vibrant tapestry of conversations, clinking glasses, and the harmonious blend of laughter and music. Our artworks adorned
Charlotte POVIn the days that followed, our pack embraced new opportunities and embarked on fresh adventures. The success of my exhibition had opened doors to collaboration and exploration, allowing me to connect with fellow artists, curators, and art enthusiasts who shared my passion.Hazel, always by my side, continued to be my rock and source of inspiration. We delved into creative projects together, pushing the boundaries of our artistic expression and supporting each other's growth. Our joint exhibitions became a celebration of our friendship and artistic synergy, attracting attention and admiration from the art community.Meanwhile, Alex and Fenris focused on strengthening the bonds within our pack. They organized gatherings and activities that fostered unity and camaraderie, ensuring that every member felt valued and heard. The pack thrived under their leadership, with a sense of belonging and purpose permeating every interaction.As time went on, our pack's influence expanded