Lyla POV: It wasn't helping that Prince Cameron's jaw-dropping torso was on display. Goddess, he was a pure alpha male. I've seen my fair share of semi-naked men back in the pack and even Jax, but hell, if any, could even come in a mile of competition with the fine specimen in front of me. Unlike other alphas I had seen with six-pack abs, he had eight. Muscles rigid with water droplets from his impromptu shower glistened on the smooth skin. Even though all I wanted to do was stare at the delicious body all day long and a little voice in my mind telling me to lick those ridges, all my thoughts went down the drain when the prince mentioned that the majority of training would be in wolf form. I honestly thought I would've been kicked out of the program till I shifted, but luckily I wasn't. However, the alternative was not something I was not looking forward to. I could hardly control my pussy around them and the thought of being so close would make it go wild. Not to mention, I would ha
Lyla POV: As I stood in front of Prince Cameron in all his naked torso glory, I couldn't help but gawk at him. We've been training for over two hours now. Where I was a sweating mess and probably looked like roadkill, he stood there like a freaking GQ model about to walk the ramp.How hasn't he even broken a single sweat?Well, he was the future king, but damn girl, not even a drop of sweat.Here I could probably make a river with my sweat.That wasn't even the worst part. He has caught me checking him out more than I can count now. It wasn't my fault! Why couldn't he wear a shirt? On top of me worrying about him making me lose focus, I could also feel the glare of she-wolves in their wolf forms as I trained with Prince Cameron. There was another thing I couldn't help but notice. It felt as if he was going easy on me, as if he was scared of hurting me if he used the slightest strength.Was it because I haven't shifted yet?Or was it because I was a girl?Hopefully that wasn't the cas
Lyla POV: Punch after punch, kick after kick, I tried to land on Prince Samuel's body. But he effortlessly dodged each one after I had gutted him in the stomach. It was like he took that hit as a challenge. Which I guess was fair to think, since I took him by surprise before he asked to start. The smirk on his face every time I missed a hit made me want to bash his beautiful face in the tree. Okay, maybe not, he was too handsome for that, plus not like I had the strength to, but damn oh damn did I want to right about now with that ever growing smirk.Back home, I easily put people in their places, but I looked like a newborn pup trying to walk right now! Yeah, I didn't expect to beat both the princes, they were damn princes, the elite of the elite, but I wanted at least one hit in. How would I prove worthy to them of being in the royal army if I couldn't even do the most straightforward task of landing a punch? Plus, the she-wolves throwing daggers through their eyes at me was also a
Lyla POV: Prince Cameron stared at me with his arms crossed over his chest for his answer, but I just shrugged. Seeing he wasn't going to get an answer, he just sighed, his eyes that held anger now shone with worry. All this worry from them was overkill! I had been attacked with silver and, not to mention have gotten cuts worse than this, all this was unnecessary and especially not needed by them. Not to mention, I doubt the cut needed any stitches. They should just let me go so I can get this checked and then go back to my dorm to complete all the assignments since I have extra training with them from tomorrow. I wanted to be ahead in my class readings so I wouldn't fall behind. Since there is no point in denying it, my ass would be dead tired after training for most of the day, especially since my electives were all in warrior class. If I had known earlier that I would react to the twins this strongly, I would've chosen art and history as my electives, then warrior class. Maybe the
Lyla POV: And that's exactly what happened, once second I was thinking of him kissing me and the next he was actually kissing. The was so raw, primal, everything only someone like a future king could manage.I tried fighting the logical part of my brain that was telling me to push Prince Cameron away, but eventually, my body won, locking the logical part of my brain away as I gave into prince Cameron's kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, arching my body into his. Pressing my breast into his naked chest, my nipples pebbled under the tsraing sports bra. His lips moulded into mine as if they were made for me. He nipped my lower lip, asking for entry which I happily gave. He dove right in as his tongue fought mine for dominance, his tongue exploring every crevice of my mouth as his hand gripped the back of my neck, moving it to the side to deepen the kiss. Our teeth clanked, our tongues fought, i pushed my body more into his. It was euphoric! Sparks were going off everywhere to the
Samuel POV: It had been three days since we'd seen our Lyla, three agonizingly long days. Ever since Cameron, that buffoon had to go all apeshit and kiss her, staking our claim on her, she's been a no-show to the warrior class, her electives and even the rest of her classes. Which we had been excusing for her otherwise she would've been expelled by now because of the absences.On top of all that, whenever Cameron and I go up to her dorm suite, Alana denies letting us see her. Our little Lyla hasn't told Alana about what happened. She had to hear it from us, and Goddess is our witness that women wreaked havoc on Cam and me both. For sucha tiny she-wolf by the goddess she has lungs the size of a dragon. To say Alana was pissed as fuck would be the understatement of the year. She said Lyla was blocking her out and always seemed guilty around her. And, that because of us, we may lose her friend. We had fucked up badly! We should've controlled our emotions, well Cam more then me but stil
Lyla POV:A muffled argument between the twins and Alana was floating in from the other room. Even though I couldn't hear the words clearly, I could tell it was about something important. Just a few days ago, I had gotten a cut, and I thought it would heal slowly, but not too badly. Instead, it became worse, and I ended up sick and stuck in bed. The pain grew every day until this morning, when I finally collapsed from the strain.Alana had asked a few times if she should get her brothers to come help heal me. But healing is a very personal thing. It's usually only done between mates because a special bond forms when someone heals you. With the feelings I already had for Prince Samuel and Prince Cameron, having them heal me would make it harder to avoid them. I wanted to tell Jax what was happening, but I was afraid to hurt him.What if he decided to leave me?I knew that no matter how much he cared about me, it would never be the same as his love for his fated mate. We were mates by c
Lyla POV:As soon as Alana and the twins exited my room, their fading footsteps echoing in the silence, my eyes sprang open. The sudden rush of light made me squint before my vision adjusted. My heart pounded wildly in my chest like a drum echoing in the silence of the night, its rhythm amped up by the shock of what I had just heard.My mind was swirling in a storm of questions. Should I confront Alana? The twins? Or everyone at once? As I struggled to make sense of it all, their words kept replaying in my mind, like a broken record on a loop. The twins, famed for their playboy reputations, were acting way out of character. It was as if they thought they had some sort of claim on me. But that couldn't be further from the truth. I was just their sister's friend, nothing more, nothing less.And the mere thought of the drama that would follow if someone found out they had healed me sent shivers down my spine. The scandal would probably echo through the centuries, and if it ever reached t
Cameron POV:The night air was alive with a magical pulse as I guided Lyla, her eyes covered by a soft blindfold, through the serenely lit path of our palace garden. Her hand, delicate yet trusting, was clasped in mine, while Samuel walked beside us, his presence a comforting shadow in the moonlit night."We're nearly there, my heart," I whispered to Lyla.Feeling her anticipation mingling with ours. The path under our feet shifted from the crunch of gravel to the softness of lush grass, signaling our arrival at the heart of our surprise."Can I look now?"Lyla's voice quivered with excitement, her other hand reaching out, perhaps feeling the change in the atmosphere, the music that floated around us like a tender caress."Just a moment longer," I replied.My heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Samuel and I had planned this moment with painstaking care, wanting everything to be perfect for her. Guiding her to the center of the clearing, where the gazebo stood adorn
Cameron POV:It had been five months since the harrowing events in Vampriya, and life had settled into a new rhythm, one filled with love, passion, and the promise of a future we never thought possible.Every day with Lyla felt like a revelation. Our relationship had flourished beyond the raw intensity of those first encounters. Sure, we had our share of wild, erotic nights – moments where our passion for each other burned with an intensity that threatened to consume us. But there were also the playful mornings, the times when we basked in each other's company, reveling in the simple joy of being together.Lyla had grown remarkably in these past months, both in spirit and in her role as our future queen. She had decided to finish her schooling, opting for private lessons within the castle's grand walls. Her decision came from a desire to be close to us, to cement our bond and strengthen our union. And I couldn’t have been more proud of her. She was not just our mate but a true partner
Lyla POV:As the witch's blade hovered perilously close, a surreal calm washed over me. My heart pounded in my chest, my eyes fixated on Cameron and Samuel, their expressions a tapestry of worry and love. I silently mouthed, "I love you," expecting the sharp sting of betrayal. But instead, a shocking warmth enveloped me – blood, not mine, splashing against my skin.Confusion reigned as I saw Vincent standing defiantly, the witch's heart gruesomely clasped in his hand. He nonchalantly tossed it aside, his eyes locking with mine in a knowing wink. The ritual was broken, the air charged with a mix of disbelief and newfound hope.Noah's enraged voice shattered the moment."Vincent, you traitor!" he screamed, lunging at his brother with a viciousness that chilled my bones.The brothers collided with a force that resonated through the clearing. Their fight was a deadly dance of pent-up rage and familial betrayal. Vincent's every move was precise and calculated, countering Noah's blind fury
Lyla POV:Vincent's laughter echoed through the room, a sound filled with sinister undertones."Oh, brother, why do you insist on these little charades? Just be honest with her. There's no coronation. Instead, we have a lovely lineup of witches eager to drain every ounce of that precious eternal wolf essence from her," he said, his eyes flashing dangerously.Noah's face remained impassive, but there was a flicker of annoyance in his eyes."Vincent, I've got this under control," he said coolly.I glanced between the two brothers, my heart pounding in my chest. They were planning to kill me, to use me for my power. A surge of anger and determination rose within me. I wouldn't let them. Without warning, I shifted into my wolf form, the transformation enveloping me in a wave of power and strength. My grey fur, streaked with lavender, bristled with energy, and my lavender eyes blazed with defiance.Noah's expression turned to one of shock, then quickly morphed into rage."You think you can
Lyla POV:The air crackled with the intensity of magic, the night sky over Vampriya painted with the hues of battle. Our position at the vantage point offered a panoramic view of the chaos unfolding below. Alana, my brothers, the coven witches, and I were like sentinels, guarding against the tide of darkness that threatened to engulf us.The sounds of battle were deafening - the clashing of power, the hissing of spells, and the cries of the fallen filled the air. We stood our ground, our magic a beacon of light amidst the encroaching darkness. Each of us fought fiercely, our spells weaving intricate patterns of defense and attack.I could feel the raw energy coursing through me, the power of my eternal wolf stirring within, ready to leap into action. The witches beside me chanted their incantations, their voices rising and falling in a rhythmic cadence that was both haunting and beautiful. Their magic clashed with the dark witches, creating a storm of energy that crackled through the
Samuel POV:Stepping through the dense forest that borders Vampriya, the charged air crackles with tension. Cameron and I tread softly, our senses heightened. The dim moonlight filters through the trees, casting eerie shadows that dance on the forest floor."We need to be smart about this," I whisper to Cameron as we move closer to the outskirts of Vampriya. "No rash moves. We hit them hard and fast, but with precision."Cameron nods, his eyes scanning the darkness."Agreed. The element of surprise is on our side. Let's keep it that way."We huddle with our group of warriors, their faces a mix of determination and nerves. I can feel their energy, pulsing like a heartbeat in the night."Remember, our main goal is to distract and divide their forces," I instruct, my voice low but firm. "We need to create an opening for the main assault team to breach their defenses."One of the warriors, a burly man with a scar across his cheek, steps forward."We won't let you down, your highnesses. We
Lyla POV:As the dawn broke, casting a golden glow over the palace, I stood on the balcony, absorbing the quiet before the storm. Today was the day we would confront Noah, the day we had been preparing for. Anxiety bubbled inside me, but it was tempered by the resolve that came from the love and support of my mates, Cameron and Samuel.Cameron's arms encircled me from behind, his warmth a comforting presence."You ready for this, my love?" he asked, his breath tickling my ear.I leaned into him, feeling the solid strength of his body."As ready as I'll ever be," I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt.Samuel joined us, his eyes filled with a mixture of concern and determination."We're in this together," he reassured, taking my hand. "Always."Their reassurance fortified me. We were a team, unbreakable in our unity. I turned to face them, taking a moment to appreciate the bond we shared, strengthened in the face of adversity.We headed to the war room where Alana, my br
Lyla POV:The quiet of the early morning was a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions that had engulfed me the previous night. Sitting by the window, I watched the first light of dawn filter through the leaves, casting dancing shadows on the floor. The warmth of the sun seemed to reach deep within, soothing the turmoil of my thoughts.I was still wrapped in the blanket Cameron and Samuel had tucked me in with, their scent lingering on the fabric, offering a silent comfort. The memories of last night, the intense kisses, the affirmations of love, and the heartfelt conversation with my brothers, all swirled in my head, a mix of joy and poignancy.Lost in thought, I didn’t hear the door open. It was Alana, her bright smile instantly lifting my mood.“Hey there, babe,” she greeted cheerfully. “You seem deep in thought. Everything okay?”I returned her smile“Just reflecting on everything. It's been... overwhelming,” I admitted.Alana sat beside me.“It’s a lot to take in. But you’re
Lyla POV:I woke up to the first light of dawn filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the grand room. Memories of the night before, entwined with Cameron and Samuel, flooded my mind, sending a warm flush through me. The intensity, the love, the unspoken promises we shared – it all felt like a beautiful dream.But as I stretched languidly, the other side of the bed was cold, empty. A twinge of disappointment nudged at me. Where could they be so early in the morning?Just then, the door opened, and both Cameron and Samuel walked in, their presence filling the room with an electrifying energy. My heart skipped a beat as they approached the bed, each wearing an expression that was a mix of tenderness and something more serious, more intense.Cameron leaned in first, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that was both gentle and demanding. The familiar scent of cedarwood and pine engulfed me, grounding me in the moment. His kiss was a reminder of the passion we shared, a prom