Elise had a son. They couldn't believe it. As they all gawked in shock and confusion, Elise held onto the small boy who called her mom, his curious eyes going to Hayden, who smiled at him. For the first time, breaking that hard. He had the exterior of a cold, wicked warrior as he looked down at Ethan, but his cold eyes returned as soon as he faced away from him. Ethan’s curious gaze went across everyone standing in front of him and locked specifically on Rygan, who hadn’t said a word since Ethan’s arrival. He felt frozen in place as he gawked at the boy; something in him thrashed and made his body itch to get closer. He wondered if it was the shock or utter jealousy that Elise had a family, but it was something more than what met the surface. Something his blood recognized before he did. “Who are they, Mom?” “El, this is your—“ “No one is important, sweetie," she said, cutting Rygan off. For a short moment, panic rushed into her gaze before she turned away from them.
Being in the moon city had never felt so nerve-wracking. Everyone was on edge with the tension growing; the sun had set in no time, a reminder of the dinner all packs must attend to further strengthen their relationship, but with no talk of the matter of war. But Rygan could barely think of that; all that was on his mind was Elise! Elise, Elise! He needed to talk to her; just another glimpse of her would quench the burning flame of yearning in his heart. So Rygan had left his chambers first, walking through the compound, his head a mess from what just happened today, and he thought he was processing fully now that Elise was still alive. But that look on her face was like he couldn’t recognize her; that cold, unforgiving gaze caused shudders to rush through his blood. As he walked through the compound to the way of the dinner hall, he came across the last bastard he’d want to see, Kyren, who was busy talking to his concubine in a wicked manner, his hands wrapped around her ne
A tense silence ensued after Alvira’s outburst; she wanted Elsie to feel burning shame that she revealed her secret to everyone: that she had slept with three men in this very room. Alvira then begins to give a slow, mocking clap with a wicked smile. “I mean, it could even be more if she had gotten her grubby hands on Kaide!” She shouts when she feels a painful tug from Rygan, who channels an order for her to stand down. “Calm down, Alvira; you’re drunk,” he warns her, but she ignores Rygan's warning. Maybe it was the wine that was giving her drink courage, but she didn’t back down. “Why should I sit down when the cause of all our troubles is right there? She is a liar, and nothing she says should be believed,” she points out to Elise. But instead of seeing the reaction she was waiting for, Elise's lips stretched out into an amused smirk, and as she was enjoying Alvira drunkenly humiliating herself, it was like a dam of anger had burst into Alvira's emotions as she stalked o
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t be snapping both your heads off right now! Talk now!” Rygan roars out as he pushes his claws deeper into Kaide's neck, cutting off the airflow from his throat as the beta sputters out blood. And with each given silence, Rygan landed punch after punch to Kaide’s face, he didn’t care until his hands bled, knowing full well they both betrayed him and the woman he loved with his heart. The beta groaned out as he began to lose vision from Rygan’s hold, and at any moment he was sure to lose consciousness, but Kaide was as loyal as a dog to Alvira; he wouldn’t spill her secret, and their secret about Alana would lead them both to their deaths the moment they were found out. “Rygan!” Taz called from the door; his voice echoed, making the alpha pause as Taz marched in fast strides to where the three of them were. With the virus still pleading maniacally with a hand wrapped around Rygan's legs. He watched Alvira's horror-filled and tear-stricke
The moment Elise left the hall, she felt a sense of urgency in her veins to see her son, Hayden, right behind her, who hadn’t said a word but followed obediently by her side. She pressed hard on her hands, trying to stop them from trembling. She finally did it, finally giving her wrongdoers a taste of their torment. Before the dinner earlier, she had headed to the garden to calm her nerves from meeting Rygan and his pack after all these years and stumbled over hushed voices in the garden that belonged to Alvira and Kaide. It felt like a silver lining, hearing their secret come to light. And she did just that. And now she needed something to calm her; she needed to see her son. She rushed to the nursery, where the nanny played with Ethan, Camille’s granddaughter, and Alvira's daughter. She spots him playing with a doll, but the minute Ethan glances up, he gets excited. When he sees his mother step in, he runs to her and says, “Mom!” He says it excitedly as she watches him run
“Come out here, you killer!” Alvira raged at Elise outside her chamber doors, gaining the attention of onlookers. She had been under house arrest, but now she was let out, causing commotion because of an emergency she requested. Elise walked out to see a small crowd gathered outside, with Alvira clutching her child too tightly, who looked in pain and had a red mark on her lips that seemed to be blood. “What the hell is this, Alvira? You are not supposed to be here,” Rygan muttered the moment he came from his chambers after just a few hours of returning from his run. The dark eye bags under his eyelids could show he’d barely slept a wink, and right now he could barely look at Elise without feeling that constant hurt of not being the one she was with. “I know I’m being locked up, but that witch over there has poisoned my daughter!” she screamed. “I know that I did wrong things to you, Elise, but to hurt my child? You are a sick monster! You better hope she lives” She accused,
“They took him,” Hayden says. Those words ring like a cold iron bell as Elise stays frozen by his words, her face contorted into one of confusion and horror. She can barely make a word out as she pulls back her hand and caresses Hayden's face. “W-What?” “I don't—agh!” He groaned, his next words blocked by another spill of gray blood sputtered from his lips. But Elise could barely think at that moment. Not when her son was taken by the enemy. “Elise, look at me!” Rygan cuts in, “I have sent words to my troops, but we need to get Hayden out of here; it's not safe!” Rygan's voice echoed until it broke her dark thoughts. Elise felt his hands touch her wet face, and that’s when she realized she was crying. “I need to look for Ethan and my baby, Rygan. He can’t have gone far.“ Elise stands up; she feels lost as she begins to walk towards the tall trees, staggering with her thoughts all over the place and her vision blurred. Her thoughts were reeling with desperation, but until s
Kyren had already made plans to get past the ruins of the moon city after the attack. He hurried in haste to immediately make it back to his home before walls of suspicion against him arose. "Dexton, that bastard,” he muttered, pacing about. But as he sat waiting for his men to announce the coast is clear, his doors were slammed open, with the door crashing to the ground in a sudden rush. He saw Rygan in his line of sight before he could react, and Rygan raced to him at light speed and already had him in his hold, the alpha's arm raised, punching a mighty blow to Kyren’s chin that made the alpha stumble back. His concubine, who had watched the scene unfold in front of her, screamed in shock at Rygan’s assault on her king. “I have been waiting to fucking do that,” Rygan muttered as he reached for Kyren again, this time pinning the Darknight Alpha to the wall. Wielding punch after punch made Kyren dizzy and slow to react to Rygan’s beastly strength. And behind him walked Elise
(EPILOGUE)..The lonely, dark halls of the Black Mountains cell were Alvira's only companions throughout the passing days; she could barely keep track of the time, day, or month.It was hell on earth, a punishment for crimes that made her feel insane, and she deserved every bit of it, especially after what she did to Alana. Some days she felt like the dark halls were haunted by her sister and Kaide’s ghost, her only companions pushing her to the edge of insanity."Just look at her," one of the guards spoke, spooked as they watched Alvira sitting quietly, composed in a way that was eerie at times, making the hair on their skin stand up. Her dark brunette hair was matted and scattered in knots, hiding her face.Her nails were tattered from incessant biting, a habit she had developed; she didn't bother responding to the guards' whispers.In the first months she'd been there, she raised hell until her throat bled, screaming to be freed, but she knew there wouldn’t be a chance. "Who woul
It all felt so natural, so right, falling into each other's arms like they’d known one another for a lifetime, and with each kiss, Jax felt more completed by his omega. “You have no idea how much I love you, how much you drive me wild, Lorraine,” he muttered with a kiss to her bare shoulder. He quickly unzipped the gown, pushing it off her. The beta watched wide-eyed with desire at how confident his omega had gotten in that moment. He watched as she traced a hand from his hard pecs and abs, dipping her hands further into the water, trailing down the space between his crotch till she held his hardening cock. Jax hissed in pleasure at her touch. He watched her pupils dilate in reaction to his, and her meek honey-filled voice whispered, “Do you like this?” ”Fuck, I love everything you do, and even you—yes, just like that,” he hummed when he felt another hard squeeze to his cock; moons now she was just torturing him. “You have no idea what I want to do to you,” he whispered. ”
JAX'S POV After seeing Lorraine in that state, I never wanted to see her cry again. I knew there was no going back with my wolf already obsessed with her every call; I was hers before she even completely knew it. It isn’t long till I reach the station where I'm needed. Immediately seeing the hunched frame of my two friends, they both peer up at me with smug, knowing looks on their faces. And mischievous smirks I could spot even from a mile away. ”Damn..we know she’s yours, dude. Chill out,” Michael mutters first. “We can practically scent her on your skin,” he calls with arms up in surrender. ”Good,” I say, surprising them both; they must have expected me to try and deny it. But I wanted everyone to know she was mine, and I couldn’t keep myself from her anymore, not when my wolf was already so drawn to her. “I’ve lost to her, moons; I'm so in love with her; she is everything I could ever dream of, fuck,” I mutter, still in disbelief at how I’ve been truly enamo
Jax knew he had made an awful mistake by saying those words and not being straightforward. The beta felt like a wreck the moment he saw how Lorraine’s face had crumbled. He had misspoken, and now she must have thought he only saw her as nothing more than a fling. He tried to explain himself, but the damage had been done. He quickly obeyed her wish to be left alone. There would be enough time to talk to her, and he would make sure to tell her his true feelings. Right now, she needed space, which gave him enough time to think too. The beta rushed outside to clear his head and get them breakfast since there wasn’t anything left in his kitchen. He dropped by the baker's shop for a fresh set of their renowned pie, with the pack members greeting him good morning. Jax halted in his steps when his eyes caught a beautiful pastel blue sundress in a shop, and a certain blonde immediately filled his mind. He headed in, even though he had no idea what he was doing, and bought many dresses
The kiss was intoxicating; there was no end to Jax’s desperate need for more; he wanted her more than he could ever fathom. It felt like Every control he had snapped when he heard her soft voice pleading to be touched; he knew he couldn’t fight it any longer. His hand combed through her gold locks, a firm grip causing a moan from her lips. She shuddered in desire from his touch; she felt his hand trace down her naked thighs, and a whimper escaped her lips from his touch. His hands pushed firmly on her tiny back, trailing into her shirt, touching the small expanse of her back and finding that sensitive spot on her skin that had Lorraine arching until her back pressed against the bed, leaving her a whimpering mess. She pushed Jax closer, feeling his other hand trail to her aching sex. She watched him, unblinking from his gaze, their breaths mingled and gaze locked with one another. “I'm going to put a finger in, okay, sweetheart?” He muttered with a kiss pressed to her button no
The beta scolds himself with a curse, mortified that he said something so obscene. But when he peered at Lorraine, looking at how innocent her gaze was, she hadn't understood the complication of the words he said. He was thankful but still mortified. Jax then quickly settled himself on the island table as they both munched on their food; he quietly watched the female, satisfied as Lorraine ate with a full appetite. A deep primal part of him was happy that he cooked for her. But the reason she could eat so well was that Jax assured her that Nora would be fine with Abby and was in great care. That calmed her; she felt so happy and relieved in this moment that she finally let her scent waft across the room; it made the beta visibly stiffen. Her jasmine scent wafted across the room, making the beta wolf alert and thrash around, yearning to be closer. That’s when he realized why her scent was so sweet and alluring. “You... are an omega?” he called in surprise, and for a moment, he
The walk back to Jax's home was quiet and more awkward than he anticipated, but mostly since he was trying hard not to stare at Lorraine while they walked to his cabin. "Fuck this," he thought; his wolf was barely in control, his desire to touch her and know what she tasted like underneath all her clothes was more than tempting, but right now he could barely see her face under the cloak. "Um, I don’t think I thanked you for this." "You did," he cut in quickly, and for a short moment their gaze locked; he could see a blush on her cheek spread before she turned away. Why did she choose me? He couldn’t help wondering; he barely recalled opening the doors to his home with Lorraine trailing in after him. “And don’t worry too much about your sister; she is in great hands, and Abby will take care of her, but now you need to take care of yourself. You need rest,” he adds. “Thank you..” “Jax, my name is Jax Kullin.” He tells her he could see interest glistening in her gaze, with
(Side story) JAX'S POV. . . There was a time when anyone could try to tell me true love was real, and I'd fall for it; and all the more, having a fated mate was unheard of, a love was so strong like my parents who died in each other's arms during the war 20 years ago. I couldn’t fathom what kind of love would bring someone to their knees and, all the more, die for their partner. I and my best friends have always joked about never falling in love so desperately for anyone, yet my best friend Hayden was an exception none of us ever expected. He was a goner for Elise the moment he met her. I could see why he loved her, though it took time for her to trust us. I could see the ease in her eyes, and the walls crumbled when Hayden was there. But it was never as intense as what my friend felt. Hayden, who loved El with all his heart and died for that said love, broke me beyond words when I heard the news of his death from Holden; none of us could believe it, no
Rygan was more than aroused for his mate; his tongue dipped into her coated entrance for a taste of more; he sucked and lapped greedily on her sex, causing a moan to erupt from Elise's lips from his merciless intrusion into her sex; his tongue was like a drug driving her mad. "Fuck. My love, you taste amazing," he muttered, her sex clenched from the feel of his heated breath fanning her folds, she moans out in pleasure, grabbing tight to the sheets for her dear life. There was barely an intrusion other than his tongue yet; but Rygan's tongue alone had made her climax, and now the alpha lapped at her sex like a thirsty man. She let out a cry from the intrusion of his thick finger. The pleasure felt like a torturous drag in her walls, her back arching from stimulation when another thick finger was added to her wet heat. "Look at how tight you are for me; you taste like honey; my cock would feel good inside you," he growls with a bite to her inner thigh. She flinches from his