“Oh Sam,” I moaned, “please don't stop,” I said, throwing my head back as my boyfriend’s tongue wrapped around my nipple. My hands tangled in his curly blond hair, and his hands slip down to cup my ass.
This had been our early morning routine for the last few months since he moved in with me and the twins.
I loved early morning sex with Sam; actually, I loved any sex with Samuel because he was always eager to please me.
When we first started dating, he wasn’t quite this good. He didn’t really know how to please me, but he quickly asked me to show him what I liked, and ever since then, he has been getting an A+ response from my body every time.
Sam was just about to pull my pants off, but the sudden pitter-patter of small feet had us ripping away from each other like the other person's body was made of hot burning coal. I just barely had enough time to pull my top down before my two little boys burst into the room with a shout.”
“Mommy, Mommy, Dylan peed on the bed again,” Tyler squealed before jumping on the bed.
Dylan stormed in after him with a red face. “I didn’t do that, Mommy. Tyler is lying!” Dylan yelled back furiously. “I don’t pee on the bed anymore, Uncle Samuel, please tell them!” Dylan yelled.
My boyfriend, Samuel, laughed and pulled the furious Dylan into a hug. “Come on, Tyler, don’t tease your brother like that. You know he doesn’t wet the bed. Stop trying to get him in trouble.”
Tyler pouted and grumbled something under his breath, and I giggled. This was also the routine of my twin boys: one was always messing with the other, but most times, they were inseparable.
“Okay, boys,” I said, interrupting their quarrel. “Off you go, come on, it’s time to get ready for school.” I said, and they scampered away excitedly, happy at the thought of seeing their friends again today.
I smiled at them, but my face immediately paled when I caught sight of the time on my phone.
“Oh shoot!” I exclaimed. “I’m going to be late for work, and I haven’t even dropped the kids at school yet,” I groaned.
Sam pulled me closer and tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear. “Don’t worry, I can take them to school. Just go to work.”
I looked at him in doubt. “Are you sure? Didn’t you have an important meeting with some billionaire investors today?” I asked, and Samuel just shrugged.
“They can wait. The most important thing is for my boys to be in school and for my girl to be at work saving the lives of those young children who look up to her,” he said and pulled me in for a kiss.
I smiled at him. This is why I love Samuel. He was so caring and sweet, and he always put me and the boys first in his life no matter what. He was the very opposite of the only other person in my life I had been with, the father of my twins, Knox.
I met Samuel six years ago, not long after I was banished from the Crimson Pack. I had nowhere to go, no money, no family. But I managed to survive in this foreign land. I got a meager job and managed to put myself through medical school. I decided to study pediatrics because my only goal was to be a great mom who could protect her children.
But then I met Samuel just after I had my twins. He came into my life like an angel. He took care of me and helped me to establish my own children’s clinic.
Now I was a well-renowned pediatrician. I had saved countless children’s lives from death, written three bestselling books, spoke five languages, and was a happy mom. And most surprisingly, I found a way to awaken my dormant wolf!
I was no longer that weak timid Omega in the Crimson pack, I had revived my wolf, and I had trained her to be the best fuck warrior there ever could be. I was so grateful for my life now, and I really couldn’t ask for more.
I owed all these things to my amazing boyfriend Samuel, who had been my rock and fortress these past few years. He was the only person in the world I would trust with my children.
He was the only father figure they had ever known, and most likely would be the only father figure they would ever know for the rest of their lives.
I kissed Samuel and rushed to get changed into my work clothes. We shared a big wardrobe, so sometimes I had to touch some of his things to get to mine. This was one of those times, and as I was trying to move one of Samuel’s jackets, a small box fell out of his pockets and landed onthe ground. I slowly picked it up.
I immediately recognized what it was. It was a ring box, an engagement ring box.
I hurriedly opened it and gasped when I realized that I was right. There was the prettiest diamond ring I had ever seen sitting inside the box. And it had just fallen out of Samuel’s pocket.
Was this for me? Was he trying to ask me to marry him?
Just as I had this thought, Samuel walked in and saw me with the ring in my hands.
“Oh shit!” he said. “This is so not how I wanted you to see it,” he said, coming to stand in front of me.
I was speechless as I looked between him and the ring, but Samuel seemed to understand my nonverbal question.
“Yes, Melissa,” he said, “I was going to ask you to be my wife, but this is not how I was going to do it. I actually had a whole thing planned. There were going to be balloons, we were supposed to be in a field of flowers, and then a plane was supposed to fly across the sky with a banner saying ‘Will you marry me?’”
Tears filled my eyes as he described how he had planned to propose to me. It sounded magical.
Sam was always been thinking of ways to make me happy. He had already done so much for me, and he was always still thinking about ways to do more for me. I was so in love with this man.
Sam took the ring out of my hands. “But now that the cat is out of the bag, I guess this will have to do for now,” Samuel said and got down on one knee in front of me. “Melissa, you and the boys have been the light of my life for the last few years, and the only thing I want to do is spend the rest of my life loving all of you. Please, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife and making me the happiest man on Earth?”
Tears were pouring down my face now, and I nodded quickly. “Yes, I will. A thousand times yes,” I screamed and pulled him into a hug.
He gave a shout of joy and peppered kisses all over my face.
We wanted to spend more time celebrating our engagement, but we had to part ways because I still had to get to work.
I entered my car, and was about to drive off but I suddenly caught sight of a strange man in all black standing across the street, looking directly into my house and staring straight at me.
I felt goosebumps rise all over my body, but I didn’t know why. Something about the man seemed familiar, but I couldn’t point out what it was.
I turned around to see if there was something in particular he was looking at. But by l the time I turned back, he was gone like a ghost.
It was weird, but I thought that I might have been seeing things.
I soon got drove work, and I was flooded with greetings from staff on all sides, who wanted a chance to impress or just catch a brief glimpse of their renowned, successful boss.
I smiled at all of them and went straight to my office. The first thing I did was check my emails for any emergency messages I might have received.
As I scrolled through my emails, my finger immediately paused on one particular new email. It was the name of the sender that made my blood suddenly cool down in my body.
The subject of the email said: A message from the office of the Crimson Pack.
I opened the message and read it:
**Dear Miss Melissa,**
We would like to offer you our congratulations, for you have been officially summoned back to the Crimson Pack and have been blessed with the opportunity to use your renowned skills as a pediatrician to treat and medically diagnose the Alpha’s sick son who is the only heir and future Alpha of the Crimson Pack.
Congratulations once again.
I read the message and reread it again because I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was this supposed to be a joke?
Did the Crimson Pack just congratulate me andthen order me to come and treat the son that my sister had given birth to for Alpha Knox, the same man who abandoned and banished me?
I bursted out laughing by the third time I reread the message.
If I remembered correctly, Alpha Knox had threatened to kill me if I ever returned to the pack, and now they were officially summoning me back there and believed they were doing me a favor?
They must be out of their minds, because there was no way in this life that I would ever step foot back in the Crimson Pack for any reason at all—not after how they treated me, not after how Knox treated me.
My blood boiled at the memory, and I immediately deleted the message, not wanting to even see their name in my folder again.
After deleting the message, I spent the day between taking care of my patients and mentally planning for my upcoming wedding.
I still couldn't believe it: I was getting married! The mere thought sent me to cloud nine, and I couldn't stop smiling.
When I finished work, I received a message from Samuel saying that he had already made dinner, put the twins to bed, and was now waiting for me to come home so he could give me a massage.
I smiled to myself as I pulled up to the driveway of our house. Dear God, I love this man.
But just as I had this thought, I looked up and noticed that same man in all black, staring at me and my house from across the street. I tried to quickly take a picture of him, but by the time I pulled my phone out, the man had suddenly disappeared. I felt my blood run cold as I wondered who he was and why he was targeting me.
A week after I received that weird email from the Crimson Pack, everything was very quiet. They never sent me a follow-up email, so I assumed they understood that I was not interested in their opportunity.Still, I couldn’t shake off the weird feeling that had descended on me since that day. Alpha Knox might not have typed that message, but it was definitely sent with his approval and probably by his instruction. That means he wanted me back in the pack.That thought was worrying because the Alpha Knox I knew, when he wanted something, did not just give up because the person refused to reply to an email or ignored it. Alpha Knox was a go-getter. He produced only results, not excuses. If he wanted you to do something for him, he would make damn sure that you did it. This is what terrified me, because if Alpha Knox wanted me to work for him, then why did everything suddenly seem so quiet? Was he looking for other ways to make me work for him? Were you planning something right now?The
Melissa’s POVEverything went black after I received that devastating call from the detective.I had crumpled to the floor, beca my mind couldn’t bare it to process the reality that my children had been kidnapped from me.It was my secretary, who found me in that state and quickly revived me. She had stayed with me until I could stand on my own two feet again, but my legs felt like they were made of jelly, and my heart was pounding ferociously in my chest.When I finally pulled myself together, I rushed to the car, with every instinct in me screaming for me to get to my babies back from the monster that took them.Through out the drive to the station, I was a mess of tears and whispered prayers to the goddess, begging for my children’s safety.My vision kept blurring, and I struggled to keep the car steady as my hands began shaking on the wheel.“Please dear goddess.” I cried. “Please help me save my boys. Don’t let him take them away from me. Please.” I cried.My sons were my only pur
Knox’s POVI lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to shut out the world around me.But no matter how much I tried, the worry kept gnawing at my inside relentlessly.My son, Chris, was growing weaker by the day, and the doctors still hadn’t figured out what was wrong with him. Each day without answers was another day of agony for me as I was watched my only child fade away before my very eyes.Beside me, Susie, my wife, was dressed in a skimpy nightie that used to turn me on and have chasing her to the bedroom, but that was a long time ago. Not any more m.Susie pressed herself against me, and I realized that she was trying to seduce me, and in the past, she would have succeeded. But now? Now, I felt nothing but irritation.“Knox,” she murmured, slinking closer. Her hands roamed over my chest and her lips peppered soft kisses down my neck.It was a familiar routine I had grown tired of, especially now.I sighed heavily and pushed her gently away. “Not now, Susie, I’m tired,” I
I stood frozen in disbelief as Lyra, my inner wolf, whined in excitement. "Mate," she insisted again.Her voice was a whisper in my mind but it felt like a heart-wrenching thunder strike in my heart. Alpha Knox was my mate? How could this even be possible?I shook my head and took a hesitant step back. I didn’t care why it was possible, I just didn’t want anything to do with it.But when I moved back, Lyra became more erratic. She was jumping in excitement and urging me to run into his arms. “Please Melissa, Go to him! He’s our mate!” she pleaded, her joy was immeasurably and I didn’t want to make her sad, but the very thought of being with Knox again made my skin crawl.“No Lyra!” I refused. “I'd rather die than accept Knox as my mate after everything he'd done to me. He was the one who broke my heart, humiliated me for not having a wolf, stomped on my heart and didn’t give a damn, and worst of all, he kidnapped my children!” I yelled at Lyra.Just the mere idea of being tied to him
I barely registered anything around me as I looked at Knox.My heart was beating to loud for me to think clearly. “Knox?” I said slowly. “What happened to my babies?”Knox looked down. "It seems your son is having a seizure."My mind went blank for a moment as my body froze, but then my maternal instincts kicked in, and I stepped closer, "Let me see my children!" I demanded firmly.Knox nodded, and turned toward the house. "Follow me," he said in the firm authoritative voice I remembered.Without another word, he led me inside the grand pack house. It was such a long time since I had been here, but it felt just like yesterday.I was barely able to look at it though, because my thoughts were singularly focused on getting to my boys.The rooms blurred around me as we moved quickly down the hall, and up the stairs to one of the luxurious bedrooms.Finally, Knox pushed open a door, revealing a large luxurious room where my twins were. Tyler jumped up as soon as he saw me and immediately b
I quietly watched Melissa from across the room with an inexplicable tightness squeezing my chest.There she was, my former sugar baby Melissa, embracing the two children she had borne to another man with a softness that caused an ache inside me.It was shocking to see how much of her had changed over the years. The scrawny, meek eighteen-year-old girl I remembered was gone. She was now replaced by a confident, wealthy doctor and mother who carried herself with an air of sophistication and strength.It was hard to believe that she was the same Melissa who used to shuffle around with her head down, the timid Omega maid who had clung to me as if I were her entire world.Back then, I was everything to her—the sun and moon, the center of her universe. Her addiction to me had been intoxicating, and I had enjoyed it so much that I felt invincible.When we made love, her eyes used to make an unspoken promise that she would never leave my side, that I was the most valuable and most important p
Knox’s POV“I, Melissa Gregory, reject you, Alpha Knox, as my mate.”Melissa stared at me coldly.“What?” I blurted out.I was completely stunned and unable to process what I had just heard.The world seemed to bend on its side, and I stared at her with obvious shock on my face.Did she just reject me? When I was willing to give her a second chance?My inner wolf, Hector, suddenly whined in pain. He was feeling the sting of her rejection as hotly as I did.Melissa didn’t flinch. Instead, she repeated her words more slowly and more loudly for me to hear.“I, Melissa Gregory, reject you, Alpha Knox, as my mate.”I could only stare at her in disbelief as I tried hard to wrap my head around the idea that she was truly rejecting me. How could this be happening? My mind raced, trying to find some explanation, some way to fix what was broken between us.Melissa rolled her eyes at my silence, her impatience was evident. “It’s your turn, Knox. Accept the rejection,” she said in firm and firm an
Melissa’s POVAfter Knox left, I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Dylan sleep while Tyler played with his hand.The events of the day kept replaying in my mind, and my thoughts kept returning to Knox and the huge mess he had put me in.This house was very lavish and comfortable, yes, but it felt more like a golden prison to me.My heart began to ache at the thought of being here for longer than 24 hours. I didn’t want to be here. I never wanted to ever come back here.I just want to be back home with my Sam.A sharp knock on the door suddenly interrupted my thoughts.I quickly glanced at the boys to make sure they were still resting before answering the door.“Come in,” I called out softly.The door opened and a woman in a neat maid’s uniform stepped inside.Her hair was pulled back in a sleek bun and her face was completely stoic, like she didn’t know the meaning of a smile.She had an arrogant air about her and I noticed her eyes looking me up and down with a light frown that se
Knox's POV"Go!" Melissa commands, her body poised in a defensive stance."I can't," I mutter, frustration lacing my words. "This doesn’t feel right."We stand in the middle of the garden, the manicured grass stretching out between us. About ten meters separate us, and I can’t shake the feeling that something’s off. Melissa, dressed in workout gear, meets my gaze with a mix of patience and exasperation. On the sidelines, Aiden and Donovan watch, grinning widely as if the whole thing is some kind of game—though nothing has even happened yet."Attack me!" she urges, arms outstretched in an open challenge."Melissa, I really don’t think this is a good idea—""Knox, you promised!" She cuts me off, her voice insistent. I know she’s been trying to convince me to do this for weeks, but I still have doubts. Axel and I would never intentionally hurt her, but there’s always a risk. A slip, a misstep, even a half-hearted strike could go wrong.“This is dangerous." I gripe, "what if it doesn't wo
Melissa's POV"Knox, you're being completely unreasonable."He stands across from me in the kitchen, sunlight streaming in behind him, his arms folded tightly across his chest, and that familiar, stubborn scowl on his face. After everything that happened last night, he's been on edge, hovering around me like a hawk. This morning, I had to actually kick him out of the bathroom just to get a moment of privacy, and now he's digging in his heels, refusing to go to work."Can you blame me?" he snaps, his voice low and edged with frustration.I get it, I do. He's tired. We didn't get to bed until nearly four this morning, and with a young pup running us ragged, there’s no chance of sleeping in. If he were staying home to rest and recharge, I might be more sympathetic. But that’s not it."We've got to figure out a way to get past this,”I sigh, feeling emotionally drained."We can't change what happened,but we can't let it take over our lives either.You have to go to work, I've got to take Tyl
~ Arabella ~The Calypso Pack House stands as the grandest structure I've ever encountered. Its size dwarfs the Nova Pack House by at least three times, and if not for the imposing walls of defense encircling the marble giant, one might mistake it for a lavish resort. Perched atop a hill in the heart of Tartarus, the capital city, the mansion commands the landscape.It’s clear that the architect had one goal in mind: to ensure the Alpha could always look down upon his subjects, keeping them under his constant surveillance and reminding them, unceasingly, of their position beneath him.Glorious. I think wistfully, finally, a true Alpha.The entire city makes Elysium look like a third world slum. While the Noyas seem content to remain living in the past - preserving ancient buildings.outdated traditions and muddy forests -Tartarus was built with only strength in mind.The city's towering border walls keep out any undesirables, and the few that slip through the cracks are dealt with in s
My heart pounding with sudden panic, I jump a foot in the air and yell softly. I find a very big, very irate Alpha standing over me as I spin around and brace myself against the sturdy doors.Knox exudes displeasure with his arms folded across his chest, his mouth set, and his glittering eyes narrowed in rebuke.My cheeks burn bright pink, and I withdraw away from him, trembling with guilt. "How did you do that in the name of the Goddess?"Ignoring me, he covers my nape with one strong hand."Little wolf, what have you to say for yourself?"My first astonishment has already passed, and I understand that I have no cause for guilt. I straighten up and give my friend my sternest look, saying, “I'm entitled to know what's happening”.Knox warns, "Don't eavesdrop, and then knock on the door and enter.”“If I was in there you wouldn't have spoken openly,"I argue.“You came down here specifically so I wouldn't hear. Sam called you instead of me because he didn't want me to know either-right?”"
Whoever came up with the idea of stilettos clearly had a cruel streak.I’ve blocked out most of the painful details of these wretched pack events, but now that I’m here again, I’m reminded just how miserable it is to be trapped in high heels for hours. But, of course, as the Alpha’s mate, I have to look the part—no room for comfort in that. I have to squeeze myself into constricting designer clothes and strap what could only be described as torture devices to my feet just to be taken seriously.Sure, I’ll admit I look great—but at what price?Meanwhile, Knox has it easy. He stands beside me, as effortlessly stylish as ever in the same black suit he wears to every event. And there I am, struggling to breathe in a cocktail dress so tight and full of straps and cutouts, I needed a map just to put it on.Tyler's silver and black party dress matches mine in color, if nothing else.She looks absolutely adorable, and she's already stolen the spotlight from both Knox and I- rightly so. It seem
Melissa's POVSam’s grim face stares back at me from the tablet, his last words echoing in my mind, refusing to fade.This doesn’t make sense.“Maybe we misunderstood,” Luna suggests, her voice tinged with uncertainty.But I know we didn’t. His words were crystal clear, and the look on his face tells me this is no joke. He’s just as confused as I am, but where I linger in disbelief, he’s already jumping to the worst possible conclusion.The door opens, and Knox steps in. Instantly, Tyler bolts across the room, her little voice ringing out, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!”With a grin, he scoops her up, tossing her into the air. Her delighted shrieks fill the room. “Tyler, Tyler, Tyler!” he echoes, flipping her over his head a few more times before pulling her close, her small form resting against his chest as he presses a kiss to her forehead."Daddy, we went to da woods! She exclaims, launching into her account of the day."The trees were so big they touched the sky!" Tyler has seen forests bef
Susie's POV“I have no idea what I’m doing,” I complain, throwing my hands up in frustration.We’re in the back of Melissa’s café. Sam’s sitting at the kitchen island, watching me wrestle with a lump of dough on a floured cutting board. And if I’m not mistaken, he’s struggling not to laugh.“This isn’t funny,” I grumble. “I’m not a cook, I’m not a baker – I’m not cut out to take over this place.”Sam raises his dark brows. “You didn’t want to move into the Pack House, and you didn’t want my money, which means you need a job to pay rent,” he reminds me. “And this is a job – a good one, actually.”“Yes,” I admit, conceding to his logic, “but I can’t do this job. I’m completely unqualified – both as a beginner and a pro.”We've already had this argument about eight times already, but it keeps resurfacing anyway. Sam knows I can't boil water without starting a kitchen fire,so I'm a little suspicious that he keeps pushing the cafe on me. I think he's trying to wear me down until I cave and
Melissa's POVThe day after we’re back home, Knox dives into back-to-back meetings that stretch from dawn till late evening. He barely manages to slip into Tyler’s room in time to read her bedtime story, and when he finally emerges about half an hour later, he looks completely drained.I’m in the kitchen, waiting with a glass of scotch in hand. But instead of reaching for the drink, Knox comes straight to me, wrapping me up in his strong embrace, his body warm and solid against mine. He buries his face into the curve of my neck, loosening my pinned-up hair so it cascades down, draping over him like a chocolate waterfall.“What happened?” I murmur, my fingers gently weaving through his thick hair.He takes a deep breath, pulling in my scent with a sigh that seems to ease his tension. When he raises his head, dark circles rim his eyes, but his gaze is as intense as ever as he studies my lips, leaning in to capture them in a deep, lingering kiss.When he's had his fill, he tucks my head
knox's POVThough the thought crosses my mind to enter through the garage with Melissa and Tyler, avoiding the councilors' gaze and heading straight to the apartment, I quickly discard it. I can't afford to show any hint of weakness, not when these men are already testing my resolve. I refuse to give them that satisfaction. No, we will walk through the front door, our heads held high, and if it comes to it, I will take down every last elder in my path to ensure we do.We exit through the side door, our small group moving toward the front of the house. Aiden and Donovan position themselves on either side of Melissa and Tyler, while I take the lead, steeling myself for whatever unpleasant news is waiting for us."Gentlemen,"I greet the assemblage without any hint of a smile,“to what do we owe the pleasure."They are all looking past me,surveying my mate and pup with undisguised curiosity and, in some cases, distrust.“You've been gone nearly a month,Alpha." The chief elder states,“And we