I stood still, waiting for a response from him, but he did not say a word to me. I stared into his eyes, and I knew that he would not let Nora go that easily. "You left her in her bridal dress.. so I wanted to help her take it off." Gavner said nonchalantly to piss me off; his whole face lit up, smiling at me. I gave him a dirty look, grimacing, and clenched my fist by my side so I wouldn't have to throw a few punches in his face. "Why would you want to do that?" I asked as a vein popped out in my neck. My brother was really pissing me off, and I hated it; he clearly rejected her. My instincts kept on telling me that Gavner would never leave Nora, but now why would he want to mark her? All the while, he was trying to play dirty with her, and I stood right outside the door watching him. I knew he was aware that I was there, but he kept on playing that dirty game of his. Was he warning me? He wanted to let me know that he could take her away from me. I haven't marked her as wel
Nora looked up, facing me fully. "Do you?" she asked, her voice thick with emotion."Do you really care about me, Horace?"I took a step closer to her, reaching out to take her hand. "More than anything," I said, my voice full of conviction and assurance. "I care about you more than anything in this world."Pulling her closer to me, "I will never leave you again," I said, my eyes locking with hers. "You're my mate, and I'll do anything to keep you safe."Her eyes filled with tears as she looked down at me. "I forgive you," she said, her eyes staring deeply into mine. After a moment, she nodded, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly."I promise, I will always be here for you," I whispered in her ear."I'll never leave you like that again, no matter what."I smiled, relief washing over me even though I had decided not to bring up her encounter with Gavner. I trust her in everything.Gavner was getting on my nerves, and I had to be fast
Now, as I looked at Lenora, I could see the love and adoration in her eyes as she gazed up at Horace. It was clear to me that she had moved on, finding happiness and love in the arms of my brother, and that she was serious when she said she would make me pay for her mother's death.I thought I had the upper hand because she didn't accept the rejection, but right inside that room, when she accepted my rejection, I knew there was no room for me.But I had to keep trying.My heart was heavy with regret and sadness as I realized that I had lost the three women the moon goddess gave me as mates.I watched as Horace pulled Lenora close, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her forehead.Despite my feelings of jealousy and pain, I forgot I had a woman who I loved and wanted as a mate; she was the reason I rejected Lenora.What was I even thinking? My head is so messed up.I knew that I had no right to interfere in their happiness, but I still have a right because she was given to me firs
NORA'S POV"What!" I gasped as I watched him rake his fingers through his hair."You are so naughty," Affirming, he jerked my head in the direction of his chest."I had no idea," He lifted his shoulder in a half-shrug while I turned my face away; he was so naughty.But if that is actually what he wants, I will gladly show him how much I love him tonight.I didn't know anything about it, but if I made the first move, he would take over.We emerged from the dining hall, greeted by the soothing glow of torches that lined the hallway. The warm sunlight created deep shadows on the granite walls, making the pair appear larger than life. Horace, in his gigantic figure with broad shoulders and shimmering muscles, led the way with my curvy waist in his hold.Some guards bowed to us before walking by, their gaze fixed on me.Who would actually do such a thing?Horace would spare no time beheading them.Some of them referred to me as a gorgeous and attractive woman with bright and intelligent
"I have waited for many years, yet my brother has rejected three mates but me... I got no one. Mother, I'm getting old," Horace said, his voice direct.Horace took a deep breath and let it out slowly before responding. "I couldn't stand to see her suffer," he said, his voice low and serious. "She was heartbroken, and I knew she deserved better than to be cast aside like that."Queen Naida regarded her son for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly as she considered his words. "I understand your compassion, my son," she said finally. "But you must realize that your brother may not take it likely, nor will he understand it from your point of view.""Do you realize the cold she felt from the rejection? The pack rejected her, and they all agreed when he wanted to sell her off."At this point, I knew he lied because I was especially hot.But then I began to think about why I was hot instead of cold. The moment a mate gets rejected, she automatically becomes cold, painful, and undergoes hea
"Come here and sit beside me." He pointed at the couch, which was opposite the Queen. "Sarah, prepare a warm bath for my son's mate. She looks worn off," Queen Naida said, as my eyes widened in shock. I turned and stared at Horace. "Is that true?" "No, it's not," I said, whispering. Closing the little distance between us, he drew closer to my ear, his breath tickling my inner nerves, "Don't worry, she's always like that; she has always wanted to do it whenever I got a mate." He whispered softly. "I will do just that, My Queen," Sarah said as she turned around and strode out of the room. "Son, have you noticed anything strange happening in the pack lately?" Queen Naida asked, her voice low and cautious. It was said that the grand Luna of every pack has keen senses and always notices any unusual activity among the pack members before the Alpha does, and I guess that's true because I was certain Horace wasn't aware of this one. Horace tilted his head, his bright eyes wide with cu
NORA'S POV We shared another passionate kiss before he reached for the doorknob and opened the door to their private chambers.The room was awash in a warm, golden light, casting a soft glow across the room. The bed was covered in rose petals, arranged in a beautiful heart shape, and a bottle of champagne sat chilling on the nightstand, and I wondered if he had set it up earlier.As we stepped inside, he took me in his arms and lifted me off her feet, twirling me around as I giggled with delight. This was something I had always wanted; I hoped for it, and slowly I was getting it. He carried me to the bed and gently placed me down, his eyes locked on mine.Someone cleared their throat, making us turn in the direction they came from.Bowing her head, "I'm so sorry, your Majesty. I was in the bathroom preparing a shower for my lady," Sarah apologized, and Horace placed his hand on his forehead."Oh, yes, I remember now," he said.I couldn't say a word as I lay down, my face was emotion
~NORA'S POV~His thick, jet-black hair fell in soft waves around his chiseled jawline, and his full lips were often twisted into a smirk that could set hearts racing.As he began to step closer, I could feel the heat emanating from his body, warming me from the inside out. His scent was heady and intoxicating, a mix of mint and earth that made me want to wrap myself around him.Without breaking eye contact, he reached out and ran a hand down my cheek, sending shivers down my spine. His touch was gentle, but I could feel the strength in his fingers, a reminder of the power he held over me.He was a perfect specimen of masculinity, his muscles rippling under his skin, his veins bulging with strength. I couldn't help but feel a rush of desire coursing through my body.I sighted his tattoos; it seemed like his tattoos seemed to draw me to them like a magnet, and I couldn't look away from the muscles that bulged beneath them.They seemed to tell a story, each one representing something un