*JORDYN’S POV*We ended up in a bedroom, clothes discarded hastily on the floor, our bodies pressed together as if trying to become one.The kiss became more heated, more desperate. My fingers tangled in her hair, tugging gently as I pressed her back against the bed. Brianne’s hands roamed my shoulders, her nails lightly grazing my skin, sending shivers down my spine.“I need you,” I whispered, my voice rough with desire as I pulled back slightly to look at her. Her eyes were dark with the same intensity, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she gazed up at me.Without another word, I leaned down, pressing my lips to the soft skin of her neck. I felt her shudder beneath me, her fingers digging into my shoulders as I trailed kisses down her throat. Every soft gasp, every moan, every touch fueled the fire building between us.It was intense, the way we moved together, the way she made me feel. And as I hovered over her, staring into her eyes, I felt something strong stir inside me. T
*JORDYN’S POV*I stepped into the room, where Amelia lay still, her eyes closed. Seeing her like this, so vulnerable, stirred something inside me, even after everything that had happened between us. She was carrying my child, and no matter what, I had to make sure she and the baby were safe.“Amelia,” I said quietly, standing at her bedside. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open.“Jordyn?” Her voice was weak, barely above a whisper. “What…what happened?”“You collapsed,” I explained, keeping my voice gentle. “You’re in the hospital. The doctors said you’ve been under too much stress.”She blinked as if processing the information. “The baby…is the baby okay?”“The baby’s fine,” I reassured her, my hand hovering over hers but not quite touching. “But the doctors say you need to take it easy from now on. No stress, no pressure.”Amelia nodded slowly, though I could see the worry still visible on her face. “I didn’t mean for this to happen, Jordyn. I’ve been trying to keep everything toge
*JORDYN’S POV*Amelia was sitting in the living room, curled up on the couch with a blanket draped over her shoulders. She looked up as I entered, her eyes tired out but grateful.“Hey,” She said softly.“Hey,” I replied, walking over to sit across from her. “How are you feeling?”She gave a small shrug, her eyes falling to her hands. Better, I guess. It’s just been a lot, you know? Everything’s been overwhelming.”I nodded, understanding more than I wanted to admit. “I get it. But you’re safe here. You don’t have to worry about anything.” I said.Amelia looked up at me, her eyes searching mine for something—reassurance, maybe. “I don’t want to be a burden, Jordyn. I didn’t come back to cause problems.” She complained.“You’re not a burden,” I said firmly. “This is my responsibility too. I’m not going to leave you to deal with it on your own.”She nodded, but I could see the uncertainty in her expression. There were things left unsaid between us, things we hadn’t yet addressed. But I
*JORDYN’S POV*“Jordyn,” I heard my mother’s loud voice as she barged into my office.I looked up, a familiar irritated look creeping up my face.“What is it, mother?” I asked, although I already kinda knew what she came for. And it wasn’t something good.“How could you not tell me?” She said, swaying her hips as she walked towards me.My brows furrowed. “Tell you what?” I asked.She rolled her eyes. “That I’m having a grandchild. And the mother of that child is Amelia?” She said. I could sense the hint of excitement in her voice.I sighed. “Don’t start Mother,” I said coldly.“Start what? Why didn’t you tell me you two got together?” She asked.“We’re not together,” I said, not raising my head from my table.My mother was silent for a few seconds before speaking.“We’re not together,” I said, not raising my head from my table.My mother was silent for a few seconds before speaking.“Oh, so…” she trailed.“She got pregnant before we broke but we just found out,” I explained.A wide sm
*JORDYN’S POV*As soon as I saw Brianne standing there in the hallway with Janette, I knew everything had crumbled. The way they stood, side by side, Brianne’s eyes filled with questions and Janette’s with discomfort, told me what I needed to know. They had talked. They knew. The weight of Amelia’s pregnancy was no longer a secret between us. I felt as if my heart had dropped right to my stomach.I wasn’t ready for this. Not now, not like this. The elders already knew, my family had known for days, and now, Brianne. Of all the ways she could have found out, this was the worst possible one. I should have told her myself, but I had waited too long, let it drag on until the inevitable happened. What would she think of me now? Could she ever forgive me?I had been returning from a long meeting with Josh when I saw them, and as soon as our eyes met, I regretted everything. Not just the silence, not just my failure to tell her, but the entire mess that had unfolded over the last few weeks.
*JORDYN’S POV*I stormed into my office with my mind racing, my jaw clenched tight. I had just seen the hurt in Brianne’s eyes, and my heart sank further with every step I took. All I could think about was the pain she must be feeling, and now, the frustration boiling inside me was directed straight at Amelia. How could she come to my office, knowing full well the mess it would cause?Amelia was seated on the edge of the couch, flipping through a file. She looked up as the door slammed behind me, raising a brow at my expression. “You’re mad,” She observed calmly, clearly unaffected by my entrance.“What were you thinking?” I demanded, my voice sharp. “Why are you even here in the first place?”Amelia looked taken aback but quickly recovered, her eyes narrowing slightly. “What do you mean ‘why am I here’? I need to talk to you, Jordyn. Or is that not allowed anymore?” Her tone was dripping with sarcasm.“You know exactly what I mean, Amelia. Brianne was here. She saw you…” My voice fal
*JORDYN’S POV*I paused, staring at the spot where Amelia had been sitting just minutes ago. Her words echoed in my mind, sharp and biting. ‘If I could undo it, I would.’The reality of what she had said hit me hard. She hadn’t wanted this any more than I had. Neither of us planned for it, and now we’re both stuck with the consequences.I could still see the flash of anger in her eyes as she stormed out. It wasn’t just about the child or the pregnancy—it was about everything that had happened between us. Our relationship had ended in uncertain terms, but this…this was something neither of us had expected. Amelia was angry, frustrated, and trapped by a situation neither of us could control.As my pacing slowed, my mind wandered back to Brianne. I had to talk to her, to make her understand that none of this was planned, that I had never wanted to hurt her. But how could I possibly explain this in a way that would make any of this better?I ran my hand through my hair, letting out a frus
*BRIANNE’S POV*(Present day)I sat with Marcus in a warm cafe, the heat from my untouched cup of tea rising in thin wisps between us. He had managed to convince me to leave the bus stop a few minutes ago, urging me into the warmth and away from the cold emptiness I was feeling. The world outside the glass walls of the café moved on without me. People bustling about, cars honking in distance—but inside, everything was still. Too still.I stared blankly at the people passing by, my thoughts a jumble of emotions I couldn’t begin to untangle. The moment I had seen Amelia in Jordyn’s office replayed in my mind like a broken record. Her smile, so casual, do comfortable. And now I knew why—she’s carrying his child. It felt like the final blow to an already wounded heart.I could feel Marcus’s gaze on me, studying me closely. He always has a way of seeing through me, reading me like a book I didn’t want anyone to open. The weight of his stare felt suffocating, but I couldn’t bring myself to
The story of Jordyn and Brianne has finally come to an end. to all my readers, I want to say the biggest thank you for your support throughout my first book. your kindness and support has been my biggest drive force and motivation. thank you and God bless!
*MARY'S POV*We stood there for a moment, wrapped up in the quiet understanding between us, the noise of the celebration around us fading into the background. It was just the two of us, finally on the same page, finally admitting what we had known all along.Josh pulled me into his arms then, holding me tightly, and for a moment, it felt like the world outside of us didn’t exist. There was just this feeling of completeness, of knowing that we had found something rare, something worth holding on to.“Mary,” Josh murmured against my hair. “I don’t care what happens or how crazy life gets. As long as we’re together, nothing else matters.”I nodded against his chest, my heart full. “Together,” I repeated, the word feeling like a promise, like something unbreakable.We stood there, holding each other, the world going on around us, but for a brief, perfect moment, it felt like time had stopped. And when I pulled back to look at him, his eyes were filled with something deeper than just affect
*BRIANNE'S POV*We moved closer to the altar, where a silver chalice sat filled with sacred water blessed by the elders. Elder Marla raised the chalice, her voice steady as she began the invocation.“Moon Goddess, protector of the packs, guardian of our bonds, we call upon you to witness this union. Bless this Alpha and his Luna, guide them with your wisdom, and strengthen their bond so that it may never be broken. May their love bring prosperity to this pack and honor to your name.”As she spoke, the energy in the clearing seemed to shift. The air grew still, heavy with an almost tangible presence. My heart thudded in anticipation as Jordyn turned to me, his eyes filled with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.“This will only hurt for a moment,” he murmured, his voice gentle yet firm.I nodded, tilting my head to expose the curve of my neck where his mating mark already rested—a mark that had bound us in the past but would now be renewed in front of the pack and the Moon G
*BRIANNE'S POV*The day dawned brighter than any I’d ever seen, as if the sun itself knew this was no ordinary morning. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of the woman I barely recognized—dressed in a gown that shimmered like moonlight, hair pinned into soft waves, and eyes lined with the faintest hint of gold. It was me, and yet it wasn’t.The house was alive with a flurry of excitement. Women rushed around, pinning flowers into my hair, adjusting the folds of my dress, and murmuring compliments that barely reached my ears. My heart was pounding too loudly to process anything fully.“Brianne,” my mother said softly from the doorway, drawing my attention. She stepped inside, her eyes misty but filled with pride. “You look radiant.”I turned to her, feeling a lump form in my throat. For all the ups and downs we’d been through, having her here today meant the world to me.“Thank you,” I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.She came closer, reaching out to adj
*BRIANNE'S POV*The council chamber was a room of immense power, its high ceilings and stone walls almost intimidating. I stood just outside the heavy oak doors, my palms slightly damp with nerves. Jordyn’s reassuring hand rested on the small of my back, steadying me, but it did little to quiet the storm of thoughts in my head.Why was I even here? The council had never been my ally. Their opposition to Jordyn choosing me as his mate was no secret. They thought I wasn’t good enough to be Luna. I wasn’t born into privilege or power, and their disdain had been a constant shadow since our relationship began.Jordyn leaned closer, his warm breath brushing my ear. “You don’t need to worry about what they think, Brianne. If they say anything disrespectful, I’ll shut it down.”I smiled weakly, appreciating his confidence. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”The doors swung open, revealing the circular council table where the elders were already seated. Each of them turned their heads towar
*JORDYN'S POV*The moment Brianne said yes, my world shifted. It wasn’t just the joy of hearing her acceptance; it was the realization that everything I’d worked for, everything I’d fought to protect, finally had a deeper purpose. She wasn’t just my mate—she was my future, and I wanted the entire world to see it.The day after the proposal, I summoned Mary, Janette, and Josh to discuss the wedding. It wasn’t going to be just any wedding—it would be a mating ceremony, too. A powerful display of unity for both Brianne and me, and for the pack as a whole.“Do you think she’ll be okay with it being both?” Mary asked, leaning back in her chair.“Brianne doesn’t do things halfway,” I replied confidently. “And neither do I. This is our moment, and I want it to reflect everything we are—mates, partners, and leaders.”Janette smirked. “You’re really pulling out all the stops, huh?”“Absolutely,” I said, my tone firm. “This isn’t just for us. It’s for the pack, too. After everything we’ve been
*BRIANNE'S POV*When I arrived at the location Mary had texted me, I was taken aback. It wasn’t the cozy café or lively bar I’d expected. Instead, I found myself standing outside a beautifully decorated venue. Soft fairy lights adorned the entrance, and a path lined with rose petals led the way inside.“What on earth…?” I murmured, stepping cautiously forward.The interior was even more breathtaking. The space was bathed in warm, golden light, with elegant floral arrangements and candles scattered throughout. It felt intimate, magical, and entirely unlike anything I’d anticipated.“Mary?” I called out, glancing around.But she was nowhere to be seen.My heart started to race, a mixture of confusion and anticipation swirling within me. And then, as if drawn by an invisible force, my eyes found him.Jordyn.He stood not too far away, dressed in a sharp black tuxedo that made him look like he’d stepped out of a dream. His dark hair was neatly styled, and his piercing eyes locked onto min
*BRIANNE'S POV*The days after the war felt like a blur of activity and grief. The land bore scars of the battle—scorched earth, shattered buildings, and a heaviness in the air that was difficult to shake. But the pack was resilient, even in their pain.Jordyn wasted no time organizing efforts to rebuild. Under his leadership, everyone pitched in—repairing homes, clearing rubble, and tending to the wounded. It was a collective effort, and though the mood was somber, there was an undercurrent of determination.Jordyn had barely stopped to rest, throwing himself into the work with a single-minded focus. I stayed by his side as much as I could, offering support wherever it was needed.A week after the battle, the pack gathered in the main square. The sun shone brightly overhead, as if trying to wash away the darkness of the past few days. Jordyn stood on a makeshift stage, his posture straight and commanding, but I could see the weight he carried in the set of his shoulders.Josh stood n
*BRIANNE'S POV*The next morning, I found my father in the study, his back to me as he stared out the window.“Do you need something?” he asked without turning around.I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. “We need to talk.”He sighed, finally facing me. “About what?”“About why you can’t seem to support me,” I said, my voice steady but firm.“I support you,” he said, though his tone was dismissive. “I just don’t think throwing yourself into danger is wise.”“I’m not a child anymore, Father. I can make my own decisions.”“And what happens when those decisions get you killed?” he demanded, his voice rising.“That’s enough!” my mother’s voice cut through the tension as she entered the room. She placed herself between us, her gaze stern. “Both of you, stop this. You’re family, not enemies.”My father muttered something under his breath and left the room, leaving me and my mother alone.She turned to me, her expression softening. “He loves you, Brianne. He just… doesn’t know how t