Jaselyn's POV True to his words, Zane ensured that Ocha was viciously whipped with 30 lashes in view of the whole pack. I watched as people sneered, spat and gossiped about her. I shivered to think that it would have been me in that same position if I hadn’t been quick enough to outsmart Ocha and her evil twisted psychopath of a mistress. Speaking of psychopathic mistresses, I hadn’t seen Isla since her chilling threat. It made me feel a little nervous to wonder what she must be up to at the moment.Nila snickered at that. “She’s probably somewhere in her evil lair, silently plotting how to make our life a living hell.” Nila predicted and I felt a shiver run down my spine when I realized that my wolf was most probably right.But I had no idea how right she was until I arrived back at the palace from watching Ocha’s punishment when I suddenly saw Isla walking up to me with a sadistic smile on her face.She looked too happy to be normal. She looked more happy than any woman should be
Jaselyn's POV “What’s going on here?” Zane gritted out through clenched teeth, like he was barely able to control himself from lashing out.I felt a strong surge of frustration bubbling up inside me. Why was he suddenly tainting our fun with his dark menacing presence? Couldn’t he take his darkness somewhere else?Rion on the other hand, was smiling at the Alpha like he’d seen a long lost friend and was about to invite him over.“Hey Zane, when did you arrive? I was just showing Jas here how to hold the vacuum cleaner right,” I noticed Zane’s eyes narrow when Rion called me Jas but Rion just continued.“She’s been dragging it around for a while and not holding it right, I was afraid she would end up with a sore wrist or she might sprain it in the worst case scenario.” Rion added in such a cheerful tone that I wondered if I was the only one seeing the Alpha’s murderous expression. Zane’s eyes briefly flickered to my wrists and I was tempted to hide it away, just to spite him.But the
Jaselyn's POV"Your mate?" I asked, trying my best to keep the sadness from seeping into my voice.Rion nodded, his eyes softening as he spoke. "Yes, she's an incredible cook. I told her about you, and she decided to make them specially for you."I couldn't help but feel a bite of envy at the thought of Rion casually talking to his mate while she cooked in the kitchen. What's even worse is the fact that she sounds like a wonderful person, so I couldn’t even hope to hate her."She sounds amazing," I admitted quietly.Rion nodded with a fond look in his eyes. "Yeah.. She absolutely is.”"Rion— Why have you been so nice to me?" I suddenly blurt out, unable to keep the question from slipping out.Rion hesitated for a moment before answering. "You remind me a lot of my sister," he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of sadness and nostalgia. “She passed away a few years ago. You look like her quite a lot, you'd both be the same age if she was still alive.” He revealed and my heart stil
Jaselyn's POV “How dare you touch me, you filthy thing? Have you gone mad? Just wait and see what Zane does to you for your insolence.” She hollered like a mad dog.“Go ahead and tell him, I dare you. You and I know that you've got no power over me so go ahead and run with your two little feet over to your husband. Tell him all the lies you want but at the end, he'll come to my bed at night.” I snickered.“Don’t you fucking underestimate me, you bitch. You're nothing but scum, you're not even worth the dirt under my shoes. If I wanted to kill you Jaselyn, trust me, you would know, but you wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing to stop me.” she spat, her voice dripping with venom. "Do you think you're important just because Zane comes to you at night? No, you need to stop deluding yourself. Zane was a playboy before he met and married me. He fucked all manner of women and was just looking for the next hole to get his dick wet but eventually abandoned all of them and came to me.The same
Jaselyn's POV“Fuck off! I’m not yours and I will never be yours. You can take my body, but I’ll never want you!” I sneered with blazing eyes.Zane’s gaze held mine hotly for a moment before a smug smile appeared on his face. “Are you absolutely sure about that, pet?”I didn’t get a chance to reply as he swiftly lifted me across the room and dumped me unceremoniously on the bed.I tried to get up but he shoved me back on the bed and began to furiously rip off my dress. I was helpless to fight him as he yanked my hips against his, roughly pressing his bulge against me.I put my hands on his shoulders to slow him down, but he slapped my hands away before latching onto my right shoulder and sucking vigorously, biting so hard that he drew blood but he didn't stop. He kept biting and biting the same spot until the pain became too acute to endure.“Owww, just stop it already. Why do you always have to be so damn rough?!” I snapped.Zane shot me that annoyingly smug smile of his. “I deem it
Zane's POV “Don't try to hide from me, Jaselyn. You're beautiful, let me worship your body.” I utter before I can stop myself. Her cheeks flush and her hands slowly retract but the look of suspicion doesn't disappear from her eyes.I lean down, desiring to taste the sweetness of her lips but her hand covers my mouth, stopping me.“Don't. Don't ever kiss me. You can have access to every other part of my body but my lips are off limits. I don't want your taste on my tongue, it turns bitter and disgusting when you leave.” She says plainly and I bite down a whimper. Any type of rejection from her hurts no matter how subtle, I want to attribute it to the lingering effects of our broken bond but I know deep down that it's not just that.I begin a path, kissing down her neck and peppering her chest with hot kisses, leaving my mark on every inch of skin I can reach. She clamps her hand around her mouth, muffling her sounds and I don't like it.I swipe her hand away with a serious look on my
Zane's POV I'm still painfully rock hard and leaking precum so much so that it's soaked through my pants. It's honestly embarrassing because I've never gotten this way for anyone, no matter what they did but she'd somehow managed to turn me into this mess just by pleasuring her.The more I try to make sense of it, the farther the reality seems to me. In our ten years together and our five years of marriage, I'd never honestly been this aroused by Isla but believe me when I say she's a total animal in bed.Sex was good in the beginning but it feels like I'm beginning to grow bored with her.Nowadays she has to suck me to full hardness or do something really lewd by masturbating in front of me while calling my name in order to get me going. Other than that, I'd have to be pretty pent up in order to fuck her without losing my erection halfway through. It's not that she isn't sexy enough. She's an absolute goddess and I love her to bits but it feels like our sexual compatibility is fadi
Zane's POVMy shirt came off first, flying to one corner of the room and then I slipped my pants down, taking my underwear along with it and out sprang my weeping cock, glistening with precum.Jaselyn grimaced at the sight of it and I grinned with pride.“I'll try not to hurt you but I can't make promises, I like it a bit rough.” I alerted her.“Of course. You being nice to me was too good to be true.”“I'll have you singing a different tune soon.”I moved between her legs and spread them wider. I pumped my dick a few times and then finally, fucking finally, I was lining himself up with her entrance. I grabbed her thigh with bruising force, squeezing, as the tip of my cock lightly brushed against her hole. From the corner of my eyes, I could see her hold her breath in anticipation as I pressed in, softly at first and then with increasing force.“You have to open up, babygirl.” I gritted out as her tight entrance resisted the intrusion.“I’m trying,” She gasped. “You didn’t exactly giv
Celio's POV The wooden floor creaked under my knees as I scrubbed away at the dirt, pushing the rag back and forth with all the strength my small, 8 year old body could muster. The chill of the mountain wind seeped through the cracks in the old walls, biting at my skin. My hands were raw and red, the rough texture of the rag scraping against my knuckles. I didn’t mind. I didn’t mind the pain, the hunger gnawing at my stomach, or the loneliness that pressed on me like an iron weight. I was used to it.I glanced out the cracked window at the gray sky that mirrored my feelings. The little shack we lived in sat at the base of the mountain, far away from any Pack. Isla had always told me that it was better this way—away from the people who would look at me and know that I wasn’t wanted, that I was abandoned by the very woman who should have loved me most.“Your mother didn’t want you, Celio,” Isla would say, her voice sharp and filled with disdain. “She threw you away like you were nothin
Luka's POV The day started out like any other. Mika, Sawyer, and I were playing in the woods behind the palace, chasing each other through the trees, our laughter echoing in the air. At seven years old, we were pretending to be fierce wolves on a hunt, leaping over fallen logs and dodging branches. It was perfect, like it always was when we were together.But then everything changed in an instant.I heard the thud first—a sound so sharp and heavy that it made my heart skip a beat. I stopped and turned around, the world seeming to move in slow motion as I saw Mika crumple to the ground, his face twisted in pain.“Mika!” I shouted, racing back to him. The sight that met me made my stomach lurch. His leg was twisted at an odd angle, and there was blood—so much blood—pouring out of a long, deep gash along his shin. It covered the grass, bright and red, and kept coming. I couldn’t breathe.Sawyer came running up, her eyes huge and frightened as she saw the blood. “Luka, what happened?” sh
Jaselyn's POV I took his hand, and he pulled me close, holding me from behind as we swayed gently to the music. His lips brushed my ear as he whispered, “You’re beautiful, you know that? Even after everything, you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. And I’m the luckiest man alive to have you.”Tears pricked my eyes, but they weren’t tears of sadness this time. They were tears of happiness, of gratitude. “Rion… you don’t know how much that means to me.”He kissed my neck softly. “You mean everything to me, Jas.”Suddenly, the music stopped, and a projector flickered on. I turned to see a slideshow of pictures—our memories together. Photos of us when we first arrived at the Pack, a few of the whole family, some from the day of our mating ceremony, which also doubled with the coronation, pictures of us as Alpha and Luna at a few events, including one of us at the Peace Ball. Pictures of me with the twins when they were born and finally, pictures of us with Luka and Mika. I
Jaselyn’s POVExhausted didn’t even begin to cover how I felt. I was beyond it. No, it was more like EXHAUSTED in capital letters, underlined and bold. It had been a few days since Luka and Mika were born, and though I’d prepared myself for the sleepless nights and constant feeding, nothing could have readied me for the complete overwhelm of being a new mother to two newborns at the same time. Rion helped as much as he could. He was always there, doing everything in his power to make things easier for me. But there was only so much even he could do. There were things I had to handle myself—breastfeeding, comforting them when they both decided to cry at the same time, managing the constant pain in my body that hadn’t fully recovered from the trauma of childbirth.Luka was a good feeder. He latched on almost immediately, eager to nurse, but Mika wasn’t doing as well. He struggled with breastfeeding, and that meant more time spent trying to get him to eat, more time stressing about whet
Jaselyn's POVFive years have passed since the birth of our twin boys.And in those years, Luka and Mika had grown into mischievous, spirited children who constantly kept me on my toes. They were inseparable, their bond unbreakable, and they moved through life with a shared sense of curiosity and adventure.Completely identical, they inherited the dominant Solstice genes with their ebony black hair, deep green eyes, and strikingly beautiful features. They were so similar in appearance that even their grandmother couldn’t tell them apart.Only Rion and I could tell which was Luka and which was Mika, and the boys often used this to their advantage, tricking everyone around them. But when they weren’t up to mischief, they were the sweetest children imaginable—kind, considerate, and always eager to bring a smile to my face.They were the best of friends, always looking out for each other. If one fell ill,
Rion's POV“That’s it, Luna,” the midwife encouraged. “The hardest part is over. Just one more push, and we’ll have him out.”Jaselyn nodded weakly, her face pale and slick with sweat. She gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling as she summoned the last of her strength. With a final, desperate scream, she pushed again, her body arching off the bed as she bore down with everything she had left.The baby slipped free with a gush of fluid and blood, his tiny body wriggling and slick in the midwife’s hands. “It’s a boy!” she announced, holding him up for us to see, his loud, piercing cries filling the room.My heart swelled with emotion as I gazed at our son, his tiny face scrunched up in a wail, his fists clenched and shaking. Tears blurred my vision as I looked at Jaselyn. “He’s beautiful,” I choked out, my voice thick with emotion. “Jas, you did it. You gave us a
Rion's POVI slammed my fist against the desk, sending papers flying. The frustration had been building for months, and now it was boiling over. "Dammit!" I cursed, pacing the room in a futile attempt to calm myself. We had conquered the Rain Forest Pack with ease, but it had been a hollow victory. Hadrian, that fool, had chosen to die rather than betray his cousin, Isla. He'd poisoned himself before we could get any information out of him. Another dead end.The Fishers were a twisted bunch. Part of me relished the thought of wiping them out for good, to rid the world of their poison. Isla had slipped through our fingers, and I was beginning to fear we’d never find her. If I could only get my hands on her, I would make her pay for taking Celio. She would wish she had never been born.Blade had been another disappointment, another dead end in our search for Celio. We had pushed him to his absolute limits, hoping that the pain and pressure would force
Jaselyn's POV“Maybe we could…shower together?” I suggested hesitantly. “It might help me relax.”Rion smiled softly, his eyes filled with understanding. “That sounds like a great idea. Come on, let’s get cleaned up.”We both undressed completely, and I followed him into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, adjusting the water temperature until it was just right, then we stepped under the warm spray together.The water cascaded over us, washing away the tension and the grime from the day. Rion wrapped his arms around me from behind, holding me close as the water streamed down our bodies. I leaned back against him, feeling the steady beat of his heart against my back. His touch was gentle, his hands moving over my skin with care, never lingering too long in one place.He washed my hair, his fingers massaging my scalp in slow, soothing circles. I closed my eyes, letting myself relax under
Jaselyn's POVI agreed to see Nae, but only because I needed to know if she could give me any information about where Isla might have taken Celio. It was my only lead, and I wasn’t about to let it slip through my fingers, no matter how much I despised Nae.Before heading to see her, I turned to Rion. His clothes were torn and stained with dirt and blood from the battle. He looked tired, and I could see the weariness in his eyes despite his usual confident stance. He needed rest, and he needed to be taken care of. After everything he had done for me, it was the least I could do for him.“Come with me,” I said softly, taking his hand. I led him back to our bedroom, feeling a mixture of nerves and determination. “Rion, I want our lives to go back to normal,” I began, my voice wavering slightly. “I want to feel close to you again.”He looked at me with a mix of surprise and concern. “Jas, you don’t h