Alora’s POVPain I never knew existed radiated from my ribs as I drifted back to consciousness. the sharp ache pulling me from the darkness. My vision blurred as I blinked against the dim light of the cave. The stench hit me first before anything, it is the unmistakable smell of rotting flesh mixing with the smoky aroma of roasted meat. My stomach churned violently. I shifted each movement a struggle against the weight of tiredness and hunger. Nathan’s voice carried through the small cave in an amused tone as if the world hadn’t been reduced to this living hell. His laughter grated on my nerves, cruel with sick satisfaction. I hate myself for ever trusting him. When my vision finally focused in the wicked place, the horror of my surroundings showed once again. Nora’s friend lay where she had fallen days ago her lifeless body left to decay in the corner of the cave. The bad smell clung to the air making it impossible to breathe without gagging. I felt bile rise in my throat as th
Rune’s POVCyrus moved around the room with in a slow but calculated steps. I watch his hands weaving patterns in the air that glowed faintly before disappearing. It didn’t take long before something began to stir in the air. There was a crackle then shift in the toom. My body tensed and every instinct screamed that whatever he was doing wasn’t going to end well. Then, she appeared. The air was charged with magic and out of nowhere, a woman stepped through the rip he had created. My blood turned to ice the moment I recognized her. Eirlys. The witch who stole Alora from me. The witch who sent Morrigan to kill our daughter. The fucking witch I vowed to watch die with my own eyes and kill with my hands. Her eyes locked onto mine with that same wicked glint I remembered. She looked as though she had been waiting for this moment for years, her smirk sharp enough to cut through me. I fucking hate her. “Hello, Alpha!” She said, her voice dripping with hatred. “Miss me?” Cyrus grinne
Alora’s POV The days dragged on like years because each one becomes darker than the last. The goddess treated us like toys she could toss aside or play with whenever she got bored. She moved around the cave with this casual arrogance while holding all the power and knowing it. Nevaeh was still her obsession and it was the only reason Nathan hadn’t crossed any lines with her yet. But her sudden attachment to Nevaeh didn’t feel like protection. Instead it felt like control. Every time she looked at my daughter, my stomach twisted in fear. Then one day the goddess said she had to return to her world to take care of something, leaving Nevaeh in Nathan’s care. My blood ran cold at her words but before I could even process it she was gone. For days, we endured Nathan’s twisted games. It was hell. One thing about that is he never tried anything with Nevaeh. I always fear he will stop getting entertained by us and go for her instead. But when the goddess returned, there was something
Alora’s POVI held Nevaeh tightly against me with her little body pressed to my chest as I tried to calm my shaking hands. The goddess still hadn’t returned and the silence in the cave was heavier than it had ever been. Zia and Nora were both set to leave their faces pale but determined. We didn’t talk much, only exchanged nods of agreement. The guards were nowhere to be seen probably following the goddess wherever she went which meatn this was our one shot. My eyes caught Nathan’s lifeless body sprawled on the cold floor his face twisted in shock and dead. Nora’s other friend was beside him already decaying, the smell making bile rise in my throat. I forced myself to look awa swallowing hard to keep from throwing up. It didn’t matter how much I hated Nathan. seeing death like this still shook me. I blinked back tears, my heart racing and turned toward the others. "Let’s go.” Zia whispered her voice barely audible but firm. I nodded and adjusted Nevaeh in my arms. She was qui
Rune’s POVThe chains bit into my wrists very cold and no matter how hard I yanked and pulled. My muscles screamed veins bulging but it was useless. Fucking useless. I growled in frustration, but even my wolf was silent, like he’d abandoned me when I needed him most. My chest heaved as I sagged against the restraints, my head spinning. What the hell had they done to me? When I opened my eyes everything felt... wrong. Like my body wasn’t mine anymore. My powers, they were gone. Ripped from me like someone had reached inside and torn my soul out. Someone fucking had. Across the room Eirlys and Cyrus sat by the window lounging like they owned the place. Like it was a fucking normal Wednesday. They were sipping from my liquor collection (my fucking liquor) as if this was some casual fucking afternoon chat. The sight made my blood boil but I couldn’t do a damn thing about it. My arms trembled against the chains and my vision blurred with rage and exhaustion.Eirlys turned her head, he
The night air was thick and heavy as we ran. My legs screamed in protest while my arms trembling as I clutched Nevaeh tightly against my chest. She had fallen asleep hours ago but the weight of her small body felt like the only thing grounding me. Zia and Nora ran ahead of me their breaths ragged but their fear pushing them forward. We were close. Just twenty minutes, they said. Twenty minutes to safety to freedom, to a society that wouldn’t hand us back to the likes of Nathan or anyone else. But then she appeared. The Goddess. It was all too good to be true anyway. Her beauty was striking as always in the way a blade glints before it strikes. Zia and Nora skidded to a halt screaming in unison. I gasped nearly collapsing under the weight of my exhaustion and dread. Nevaeh stirred her small face scrunching up as she woke her soft voice murmuring…“Mama?” “Go back to sleep baby” I managed to murmur blinking hard as blankness took over my memories then it released me. The Godd
Alora’s POV“Nora and Zia will come with me to the heavens,” the Moon Goddess said her tone firm and soft at the same time. I glanced at Nora her face pale and unreadable and Zia who was already tearing up. My heart clenched but I didn’t argue. They should go and have some rest. They’d been through hell with me and if the goddess thought they deserved a better life who was I to stand in the way? Am sure she isn’t going to do anything to make her life hell. She loves her creatures. Then Lunaria, my mother, stepped forward. Her face was tight with worry her usually gentle eyes filled with something I hadn’t seen before. Fear “Alora” she began, her voice shaking just slightly, “there’s something you need to know. About your father.” I tensed the weight of her words settling over me. I had heard bits and fragments about my father. I don’t think I want to know who he is. “He’s an evil man, Alora. Cyrus wants to take Rune’s powers. To destroy him. They have trapped him with them in
Alora’s POVLunaria stood in front of me her presence as overwhelming as ever her silver hair shimmering in the dim light. I can’t believe a goddess is actually my MOTHER. Her eyes were the same shade of sapphire as mine, softened as she looked at me. But there was something steely underneath. determination that I knew no amount of pleading could break. “I need you to stay here, Alora” she said firmly, her voice steady but filled with an emotion that made my chest ache. She knew I was ready to go fight Eirlys and kill them all. They have caused so much trouble in our lives and if I don’t end them, this won’t stop. “Look after Rune. He needs you now. As for Cyrus and Eirlys, they’re my battles to fight. Not yours.” She added. My hands balled into fists at my sides. I want this to be over once and for all. The goddess will be dealt with in their realm but Cyrus and Eirlys? They could come back and finish this. “No I’ve fought too hard and lost too much to stand here and let you
Rune’s POV Years later I sat on the balcony of our bedroom, the golden glow of the setting sun spilling across the land like liquid fire. The gentle hum of life filled the air with the laughter of my children playing in the garden, the rustling of leaves and the distant howl of wolves welcoming the moon. I leaned back in the chair, sipping the coffee Alora made for me. It was her signature brew filled with cream, just how she liked it. She had finally gotten me hooked on it after years of teasing me about my bitter black coffee. My lips curled into a smile at the memory of her smug little smirk when I admitted defeat. A soft laugh brought my gaze to the doorway and there she stood… my mate, my queen, my everything. Alora stepped out onto the balcony, her emeral green sundress fluttering in the evening breeze, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. She still took my breath away even after all these years. “What are you thinking about, my king?” She caught me staring and
Alora’s POV The evening had been surreal but now it was finally winding down. After the ceremony, the Elders, council members and visiting Alphas came to pay their respects. Rune stood tall beside me with his arm wrapped securely around my waist, accepting their congratulations with the confidence and grace of a true leader. But his eyes rarely left me filled with pride and a possessive heat that made me blush under the attention. He kept whispering how perfect I looked and how proud of me he was the way I was handling myself. When the last of the guests stepped away, Rune leaned down his lips brushing my ear. “Come with me.” He murmured full of promise. "Where are we going?" I asked as he led me into the mansion his hand firmly holding mine. "You'll see." He guided me through the hallways, his pac filled with purpose. I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with curiosity. We stopped in front of a set of double doors I hadn’t noticed before and he turned
Alora’s POVThe day was finally here. A week had passed and now, I stood in front of the full length mirror in the walk-in closet with the forest green gown Rune had custom made for me hugging my body like it was meant to be mine. It flowed like liquid silk the deep shade matching my hair perfectly. The neckline dipped just enough to tease without revealing too much and the intricate embroidery along the hem shimmered faintly in the light. I twirled once, watching the fabric swirl around me like a forest come to life. This is what it feels like to be a Luna. To be alive. To be an equal. Rune knew how much I loved green especially forest green. It was like he’d reached into my heart and plucked out a piece of my soul to weave into this gown. I couldn’t stop blushing at the thought of him being so thoughtful. I was just fastening the last strap of my heels when the door opened. Rune stepped inside and my breath hitched. How I got this lucky is beyond me. He was wearing his Alpha u
Alora’s POVThe night was silent, the only sound coming from the faint rustling of the curtains and the rhythmic breathing of Rune beside me. One thing I want to forever keep. His strong arm was draped over my waist, his chest pressed against my back, and our legs were hopelessly tangled together beneath the sheets. I should’ve been asleep but my heart was too full to allow it. A small smile graced my lips as I stared at the ceiling. When this had all started, I had no idea Rune was saving me from my own demons. He knew me so deeply, so fully, that he could anticipate my needs before I even spoke them. What I thought was control was something far more profound. a love that healed even the deepest scars. Turning slightly I gazed at his peaceful face, the sharp edges of his jaw softened in sleep. My lips brushed his softly, unable to resist stealing a kiss. Rune stirred, his eyes fluttering open, their gray depths locking onto mine. Without a word, he kissed me back slow and ten
Alora’s POV His thrusts turn impossible rougher and harder. Just when I think I’m going to pass out, his suffocating hand disappears and I come again. The second orgasm taking me by surprise. I’m floating and moaning low in my throat. Barely feeling his thumb flicking my clit to prolong my climax. I cannot even see clearly with tears and everything on my face. All I feel is intense pleasure. “No! Need you inside me now!” I whine when he abruptly pulls out. “I decide when you’ve earned my dick.” Bending me over as I grip the bed. He spanks my ass before spreading my cheeks until he can see where I ache most for his cock. He runs the pierced head around my gaping hole to my asshole. Pulling away when I push back, trying to slide him inside.Teasing. Tormenting. Punishing.“Rune, please. I need you.”“You’ve come twice, Red. Don’t come without my permission again. Good little sluts wait for commands.” He taunts, sliding the wide crown in my pussy. With that warning, he shoves insid
Alora’s POVStill in the web of passion, Rune forces me to my knees and pushes my hand against his leather belt. Fisting my hair he tilts my head. I love when he lost control of himself. “Take out my cock. Make it nice and wet.”I fumble with his buckle, my hands shaking but I manage and unzip him. No boxers, his dick springs free slapping against my lips. Grabbing his ass, I deep throat as many of his thick inches as I can. He is so fucking huge. The stretch always left me sore for days. The first time, I didn’t leave my bed for a day. Should’ve known not every man is blessed as my Rune. But the adrenaline, the chase left me incoherent. All I care about was finding bliss.“Take. More.” His hand puts pressure on my head, gagging me on his shaft so hard that tears and spit run down my face. “Show me what a filthy slut you are for my dick, Alora. How much you want your holes filled with my cum.” He growled out. His precum leaks on my tongue. I moan at the salty taste, sucking harde
Alora’s POV“Spread your legs. Let me see my pussy. It’s mine, isn’t it? Your tits, your cunt, and your ass.” When he talks like that? I jolt when he grabs my ass cheeks and pulls them apart. After I’ve widened my legs. His warm breath teases my puckered hole. My eyes falling closed, as if it’ll make me forget he’s shamelessly staring at my most forbidden part.My eyes slammed shut, as though darkness might make me forget how exposed I was under his intense gaze. Then, his tongue flicked over that forbidden spot, and my knees nearly buckled. “One day, you’ll take my cock here, Alora.” He murmured, low and wicked. His words tightened every muscle in my body. I can’t even say the word in my head. And he’s talking about fucking it. He bites down on my right ass cheek, making me cry out in pleasurable pain. “Rune… Please.” I whimper when he circles the same spot with his tongue. I gulp in oxygen when he licks again and trails downward to taste my dripping pussy.“I don’t know,” I whis
Alora’s POVRune’s grip on me was possessive with his powerful arms pulling me flush against his body as if he needed to feel every inch of me against him. For the first time in what felt like forever, we stayed like that silent, unmoving and just existing together. His warmth seeped into my skin and for a moment, I let myself believe that maybe this was enough. Maybe this quiet embrace could fix what we’d broken. Then his lips brushed my neck, soft and reverent at first. The tenderness unraveled something inside me. I whispered softly in his ear. “I need you.” His response was instant. The air around us shifted and in the blink of an eye, we were in his bedroom. I gasped, startled by the sudden change of scenery. He teleported us!“You—” I began but he cut me off with that familiar, smug smirk that could infuriate and enchant me all at once. “Surprised? Your mother returned my powers when she touched me. Guess she wanted me to have every advantage when it comes to keeping yo
Alora’s POVLater in the day, after breakfast was brought to our room and we shared a peaceful morning together and Rune told me that his parents wanted to see us. Specifically they wanted to meet Nevaeh. I wasn’t sure how to feel about it. The last time I saw Rune’s father, I had nothing but resentment in my heart for him and I knew Rune felt the same or maybe even more. But his mother? She was different. At least, she used to be. Nevaeh had been babbling nonstop playing with the edges of the blanket while Rune sat on the bed, watching her every move with an unreadable expression. I could see the love in his eyes when he looked at her, but there was also a storm brewing beneath it. A quiet anger that hadn’t subsided since we came back. “You’re still mad at him.” I said softly, breaking the silence. Rune’s jaw tightened but he didn’t deny it. “He forced me to marry Sienna. And then he tried to make sure you disappeared from the pack. Do you think I’ll just forgive that?” He mut