Gianna’s POVI waited until Kayden and Kate were fast asleep before I made my way out of the room. Sneaking out like a teenager. I bite back a snicker because I am too wanton right now. I stood in the doorway for what felt like forever, my pulse thrumming in my ears. He was lying flat on the bed one arm stretched across his chest, the other resting above his head and his face calm in sleep. At least, I thought he was asleep. My legs moved before my brain caught up, taking me closer until I was standing by his bed. The man always looked so unshakable during the day but now? Now he looked...peaceful. Vulnerable even. A part of me screamed to turn around and leave but the rest of me and the part that was restless and aching didn’t care about logic. I was HORNY as hell and watching him lie there, so perfectly sculpted like some Greek god wasn’t helping. I sat on the edge of the bed, holding my breath. He didn’t move. Not one action of his shows he was awake. But I knew King bet
Gianna’s POVI stared at myself in the mirro biting my lip as I adjusted the shorts for the fifth time. They weren’t mine obviously. Blair had left them behind and I hadn’t bothered returning them because well...lazy. But now? Now they felt like a blessing. Cause they are the only seductive stuff I could think of at such a shrot notice. They barely covered my ass and the frayed hem teasing the tops of my thighs in a way that screamed look at me. I tugged at the waistband again which was useless because it didn’t need adjusting. These shorts had one job and they were doing it perfectly: driving King insane. It is such a shame I have to result to doing this. For the top I reached for a white spaghetti strap tank. It clung to my skin like a second layer, showing just enough to be suggestive but not scandalous since there are kids. My curves had gotten... fuller since giving birth and this shirt barely covered anything. Perfect. I could see the colors my nipples. If he’s going to ke
Gianna’s POVThe woods were quiet, the kind of quiet that made you feel like the trees were holding their breath. Like I am currently doing. I trailed behind Blair my steps crunching against the forest floor the leaves damp from last night’s dew. She hadn’t said a word since she told me to follow her but I could see it in her stiff shoulders and the way she kept twisting her fingers, something was eating her up inside. “Blair” I called softly trying to catch her attention. She didn’t stop, just kept walking until we were deep enough that the cabin was a distant. Finally, she halted turning to face me. Her face was flushed her lips parted slightly as if she was struggling to find the right words. I crossed my arms, waiting. “Well?” I prompted when the silence stretched too long. Blair ran a hand through her hair, letting out a shaky breath. I hate when Nlair is nervous since she is usually not like to is. LI’ve been...seeing someone” she said quickly like ripping off a banda
King’s POVGianna’s been on a mission to kill me this week. There’s no other explanation. Every single day she’s been prancing around the house in next to nothing, acting like she doesn’t notice the effect she has on me. But she knows. Oh, she fucking knows. I’m barely hanging on by a thread here taking cold showers like my life depends on it and she’s just waltzing around like a goddess sent to ruin me. Today, though? Today was the last straw. I walked into the kitchen ready to start dinner for the kids and there she was making cereal. Cereal. Like she couldn’t have picked any other damn time or room to be in. And of course she was wearing the tiniest little shorts and a tank top that barely covered her ample boobs. Her back was to me and my eyes instantly trailed down to the curve of her hips. She turned around her big, innocent eyes meeting mine and I swear I almost lost it right there. The little smirk she gave me like she knew exactly what she was doing almost broke me.
King’s POVI was sitting in my room still reeling from what happened earlier. Gianna had me so wound up I couldn’t even think straight. That woman was playing with fire and didn’t even care she might get burned. The sweatshirt she wore? Mine. Her scent all over it? Also mine. And the way she looked at me before walking out like I was the one who should be begging? She was driving me insane. I ran my hands through my hair and leaned back against the bed, trying to calm myself down, but it was no use. I didn’t even hear the knock at first. It came again, sharp and loud pulling me out of my thoughts. I thought maybe it was her, maybe Gianna was coming back to finish what she started. My cock jumped in my pants at the thought because I’ll make her scream her lungs for making me wait. My chest tightened at the thought, my pulse racing as I got up to open the door. But it wasn’t her. Standing there was a woman I never thought I’d see again. a woman from the past I thought I won’t ha
Gianna’s POVI laid there in bed with my babies curled up on either side of me, their tiny hands clutching onto me like I was their whole world, and yet I felt like mine was crumbling. My throat burned as I swallowed again and again trying to keep the pain locked down where it couldn’t break free. I didn’t want to cry, not in front of them. I had to be strong for them at least. But how? How was I supposed to hold it together when everything felt like it was falling apart? I knew I was stupid to let myself be involved in this mess emotionally. How did she even walk into the cabin like that? Like she owned the place. Like she belonged. And why wouldn’t she? She was his mate, for Goddess’ sake. His fucking mate. The one person I could never compete with. The one person who was made for him in ways I never could be. Not that I want to be right? I don’t care what they do, right? Fuck but why does it hurt. And she was stunning. I hated how beautiful she was. I hated how perfect she loo
Gianna’s POVThe walk back to the cabin was quieter than I expected. The air was heavy and the woods unusually still and every step felt like a battle between my emotions. I didn’t want to think about what I’d seen the rogue’s words or the lingering ache in my chest. But it was impossible not to. By the time I reached the cabin the soft glow of the kitchen lights spilling out onto the porch made me pause. For a moment, I just stood there taking it in. The faint sound of laughter floated out, and when I opened the door, I found King with the kids in the kitchen. They were all smiles their faces lit up with joy as they helped him set the table. The woman was gone. There was no trace of her scent in the house and I felt a pang of relief so sharp it almost hurt. Goddess. “Mom!” the kids called out, rushing to hug me. Their little arms around me were grounding, reminding me of what mattered most. “King made our favorite!” Kate exclaimed her voice filled with excitement. I looke
Gianna’s POVI pushed the door open slowly, feeling the ache in my legs the pulse of the orgasm he’d pulled from me still thrumming through my body. The room was dim with only moonlight streaming in through the curtains and there he was sprawled on the couch like he’d been waiting for me the whole time. He sat up the moment I walked in, his dark eyes locking onto mine. There was something anxious about the way he looked, like he had something to say and couldn’t wait a second longer. I could feel the tension coming off him but I wasn’t ready to deal with him yet. I sank onto the chair farthest from him keeping my distance. I needed it, just a little space though my traitorous body screamed at me to move closer. He ran a hand through his hair, the frustration obvious. He leaned forward his elbows on his knees. “Gianna, I need to tell you.” He started his voice rough and low.I didn’t answer didn’t even blink because I knew whatever he was about to say would piss me off in ways I
Gianna’s POV“Stay as far away from the pack as possible” I said, my voice firm as I stood before my mates sith my arms crossed in defiance. Keith’s jaw tensed as his stormy gray eyes bore into mine. “You expect us to let you walk into his territory alone?” His voice was low, tight with anger but underneath it, I heard something else worry. I held his gaze, unwavering. “I expect you to trust me.” Klaus exhaled sharply, his hands clenched at his sides as if he were fighting the urge to grab me and shake some sense into me. I know they are using the most of their willpower not to throw away the ridiculous idea. It is starting to sound ridiculous to me too. “That’s not the damn point, Gianna” he snapped. “King isn’t just some fool. He’s dangerous. And you’re walking straight into his den.” “I know that” I said, forcing myself to stay calm. “But he won’t hurt me. That’s not his goal.” Kane had been silent this whole time, standing a little apart from his brothers, watching me w
Gianna’s POVThe weight of their gazes felt like a noose tightening around my throat. I knew this confrontation was inevitable but i had hoped to be long gone before they woke up. The morning air was crisp yet the tension between us made it suffocating. This wasn’t how the morning was supposed to be. This was not part of the plan and I never expected them to feel the need to come find me so early in the morning. It’s still dark outside so why the hell are they awake ready?I squared my shoulders, gripping the hilt of the dagger strapped to my thigh not as a threat but to ground myself. My steps were slow but deliberate as I moved forward. They didn’t speak. Not at first. They just watched me, their stormy eyes filled with questions I wasn’t sure I was ready to answer. It was Klaus who broke the silence first. His voice was eerily calm but I knew better than to be fooled by it. "Going somewhere, Gianna?" My lips parted but no words came. He already knew the answer. They all did.
Gianna’s POVThe room was cloaked in silence, the only sound the slow, rhythmic breathing of Keith beside me. The warmth of his body still lingered on my skin, a stark contrast to the cool air creeping in from the windows. I should have stayed in bed, let myself bask in the rare peace that had settled over me but my mind wouldn’t let me. It was time. I slipped out from beneath the covers, careful not to wake him. My body hummed with energy, more awake than it had been in weeks, yet my chest felt unbearably heavy. Tonight had been a distraction, a beautiful, intoxicating escape from the weight of reality. But reality was waiting for me, lurking in the shadows of the decisions I could no longer avoid. Padding silently to my room, I let out a slow breath, gathering my thoughts. I had to do this. I had to stop King before he set his plan into motion. Because whatever he was planning it wouldn’t just affect my mates. It wouldn’t just affect me. It would affect my children and I could n
Gianna’s POVThe night stretched on, silent and heavy, but sleep refused to come. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts tangled in a web of uncertainties. No matter how many times I turned over, no matter how much I tried to push everything away, my mind refused to quiet. I wasn’t supposed to be awake I wasn't supposed to feel this restless but I did. Every part of me buzzed with anticipation, a gnawing sense of something coming. Something is indeed coming. It has already started coming anyways. I let out a slow breath, running a hand through my hair before finally sitting up. Staying in this room wasn’t an option. Not tonight. I needed comfort. I needed warmth. And I knew exactly where to find it. Slipping out of bed, I padded down the dimly lit hallways, my heart beating steadily as I made my way to Keith’s room. His was the only bedroom I felt completely at ease in. Maybe it was because I knew for a fact that no woman had ever slept there before me. Not even Cath
Gianna’s POV The weight of everything pressed down on me, a suffocating force that made it impossible to think straight. I stood in the middle of my room, arms crossed, staring out the window but not really seeing anything. My mind was elsewhere, tangled in a web of possibilities and consequences. Every choice led to a different path, and no matter which one I took, someone would get hurt. But I couldn’t sit back and let war tear everything apart. I couldn’t let people bleed and die when I had the power to stop it. They didn’t call me a Healer for nothing. Healing wasn’t just about closing wounds and mending broken bones. It was about preventing the pain before it ever had a chance to take root. It was about stepping in before destruction became irreversible. King wouldn’t hurt me, I knew that much, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t walking into something dangerous. His obsession with me had always burned like wildfire, consuming everything in its path. And now, after everything a
Gianna’s POVI lingered in my chambers for a while after the children left, letting the quiet settle over me. The weight of their words still clung to me wrapping around my ribs like a vice. My children were happy here and so effortlessly happy and that should have been enough. But deep down, I knew better. This peace was temporary like all the places we’ve been and I feel like a terrible mother for not doing anything possible to make them feel safe in one place. I was hoping they’d be together with their real biological parents. That is proving to be hard. A war loomed on the horizon with its shadow stretching closer with each passing day. And no matter how much I wished for my children to remain untouched by it, I knew that was impossible. I exhaled softly and rose from the bed heading toward the armoire. The staff had already laid out a selection of clothes for me and flowing dresses in delicate fabrics all far too formal for my taste. I ignored them and instead reached for so
Gianna’s POVA gentle warmth filtered through the curtains, brushing against my skin and coaxing me into consciousness. My body stirred against the soft sheets, my fingers instinctively reaching out beside me only to find the space empty. I blinked, the remnants of sleep clinging to me as I turned my head staring at the unruffled side of the bed where Kane had slept beside me just hours ago. He was gone. The absence of his warmth sent a ripple of unease through me. Not because i needed him there but because for a fleeting moment in the night, I had allowed myself to surrender to the comfort of not being alone. And it’s safe to say I enjoyed lying there beside Kane. He is so soft and comfortable. I sat up slowly, the sheets pooling around my waist as I ran a hand through my tangled hair. The room was quiet except for the distant sounds of the estate waking up doors opening, hushed voices of the staff moving through the halls. Before I could gather my thoughts, a soft knock echoed f
Gianna’s POVThe darkness was suffocating.L with thick and , inky tendrils curled around my ankles snaking up my legs, tightening like unseen hands dragging me under. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn’t break free. I clawed at the emptiness, gasping for air but it was like breathing in ash. Then I heard him. A voice that was both familiar and terrifying. Smooth, deep, dripping with possession. A voice that had made me want to do the unthinkable and coaxed me into orgasming once. "Running from me, little dove?"My breath caught and I twisted frantically, searching the endless void for the source of the voice. I knew who it belonged to. Knew the way his presence sent an unbearable shiver down my spine. Both oleasant and unpleasant shivers. King. His name was a whisper in my mind, a curse and a prayer all at once. The darkness shifted, morphing into something tangible, something alive. Then he was there stepping out of the abyss as if he had been born from it, his towering fo
King’s POVThe night was thick with anticipation, the air electric with the promise of war. From my vantage point on the rocky outcrop overlooking the battlefield I watched as the first wave of our forces surged forward, their movements swift and merciless. Shadows stretched long across the land, twisting and writhing like living things beneath the eerie glow of the moon. The Shadowlands loomed before us dark and defiant but tonight, tonight, they would fall. They will feel what they should have felt from the beginning. We should have waited. We should have followed the plan, given it more time, allowed the enemy to sink deeper into their false sense of security before launching this assault. That was what Liam and Tom had wanted. That was what we had meticulously prepared for. But patience had never been my virtue. Not when they had taken what was MINE. My fists clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms, but the pain was nothing compared to the fire raging inside me. Gi