Alora’s POVHis presence felt overwhelming, suffocating in the most intoxicating way, and I found myself holding my breath as he reached out, his fingers brushing against a loose strand of my red hair. Gently, he twisted it around his thumb and forefinger, like he used to do when we were younger, back when things were simpler, when things hadn’t spiraled into this madness. He would toy with my hair absentmindedly. But now, with his touch so close to me, the memory of those innocent times was clouded by the heat thrumming through my body, and all I could think about was how desperately I wanted those hands to be somewhere else.I quivered under his touch, and he noticed. Oh, he noticed. His smirk widened, a look of pure, wicked satisfaction crossing his face. He knew exactly what he was doing to me, how much control he had. He always did.He leaned in closer, his warm breath ghosting across my skin as his fingers slid down, tracing the curve of my ear, then lower, brushing along the
Rune’s POVI crashed my lips onto Alora's with an intensity that had been building for days. Our tongues met, colliding in a fierce, heated battle, each of us trying to outdo the other. I could feel her determination, her eagerness, and it fueled my desire even more. There was a sense of pride swelling in my chest at how much she had grown, how much she had learned. I remember when she didn't know how to kiss. When she has no idea what to do with her tongue. Not anymore. After all, I was her first kiss, her first taste of passion, and now she could respond with a fervor that matched mine, dragging my hands across her skin, needing my touch as desperately as I needed to give it.Her body trembled under my hands as I broke the kiss, trailing my lips down her jaw and to the soft skin of her neck. I could feel her pulse racing beneath my lips as I continued my descent, my hands kneading her breasts until her nipples hardened even more beneath my touch. Is it just me or are her boobs a
Rune’s POVI stood above her, naked, my body thrumming with anticipation. My cock ached, painfully hard as it bobbed in front of her, but it was her eyes that had me on edge. They were wide, dark with lust, and completely fixated on me. She swallowed hard, her lips parting as if she were about to say something, but nothing came out. The hunger in her gaze was palpable, and it sent a fresh wave of desire surging through me.I crawled back onto the bed, settling myself between her legs, feeling the heat radiating from her body. My hands slid up her thighs, caressing her soft skin as I leaned in close, my breath fanning against her ear. I could feel her trembling beneath me, her body completely open and vulnerable, but her eyes held that spark of defiance I had always loved."You want me, don't you?" I whispered, my voice rough with need. I traced my lips down her neck, planting soft kisses as I spoke. "I can see it in your eyes. You're dying for me to fuck you into oblivion."She shiv
Alora’s POVWe stayed like that for a while, Rune still inside me, his heavy breathing mingling with my own as the aftershocks of our orgasms slowly faded. My body hummed with a warm, languid satisfaction, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I had enjoyed having him inside me. The way he fit within me, as if he was made just for me, ignited something deep inside. Every inch of him felt familiar, perfect. And yet, even as that warmth spread through me, my thoughts veered toward something darker, something I had tried to suppress. This was what I wanted, right? Just sex. Nothing more, nothing less. This overwhelming desire that gripped me wasn’t because of some deep emotional bond; it was purely because of the pregnancy hormones. That’s all it was. I almost reached out to touch him, my fingers hovering inches above his skin, tempted by the heat radiating from his body. But I stopped myself, clenching my hand into a fist before pulling away entirely. I couldn’t afford to let
Rune’s POVThe hunger I felt for Alora was insatiable. No matter how many times I thrust into her, how many times I felt her walls tighten around me, it was never enough. Her body was addictive, a drug I couldn’t quit. Every inch of her was mine to claim, and I was determined to leave no part untouched. My grip on her hips tightened as I shifted her again, changing our position like a man possessed.I slid her up against the wall, her body trembling with the effort to keep up with my relentless pace. When I pushed into her from behind, she let out a scream that reverberated through the room, raw and uninhibited. The sound sent a surge of pride and desire coursing through me. Alora had always been composed, even when we fucked, but now... now, I had her unraveled, completely at my mercy.Her hands clawed at the wall, searching for something to hold onto as I pounded into her, her body shaking with each thrust. Her cries filled the air, and I couldn’t help but grin as I watched her l
Alora’s POV With a heavy sigh, I rolled away from Rune, my body still aching from the intensity of what had just transpired between us. For a moment, I stayed there, curled up on my side, the sheets tangled around me. This time, he didn’t stop me. He let me go, and didn't reach for me like before. The silence stretched on, heavy with unspoken words neither of us dared to voice. I could feel his presence lingering beside me for a while longer, the weight of his gaze almost palpable as it rested on my back. After a few moments, I heard him move, the bed shifting as he stood up. Every sound sharper than it should have been in the quiet room. I didn't turn around to look at him, my eyes fixed on the far wall, my mind swirling with thoughts I didn’t want to face. Part of me wanted to say something, to ask him what now, but the words lodged in my throat. What was I expecting? An apology? A confession? Something more than just the usual aftermath of our encounters? I wasn’t sure. I
Third person POVThe room was dimly lit, filled with the soft glow of candles that flickered with an eerie light. The air hummed with energy, thick and potent, as six witches hovered around a crystal ball. Their dark robes shifted and swirled as though caught in an unseen wind, the power simmering in the air almost tangible. Each of them held their gaze upon the vision in the crystal ball, watching intently as the image of Alora appeared—frail, broken, lying on the cold, hard floor of the dungeon. She was crying, her tears glistening in the dim light of her prison, and the sight sent a ripple of anger through the room.The witches exchanged glances, their faces twisted in a mix of fury, frustration, and something deeper, perhaps regret. The tension in the air grew thicker as the emotions of the coven rose. One of them, a tall, sharp-featured witch with jet-black hair and eyes that glowed with a fiery intensity, let out a scoff that broke the heavy silence. She wasn’t having this wh
Rune’s POVThe water cascaded down my body, the steam rising around me in thick tendrils as I stood in the shower, head tilted back. My hands rested on the tiled walls, but my mind was far away from the warmth enveloping me. I could still taste her—Alora—on my tongue. That intoxicating blend of sweetness and desire lingered in my mouth, teasing my senses like a drug I couldn’t get enough of. It burned into me, making my chest tighten with a raw need that refused to fade, even now. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her, flushed, trembling, and falling apart beneath my hands and mouth.I exhaled heavily, running a hand through my damp hair as the urge to bury myself between her thighs again grew overwhelming. The need was relentless, gnawing at me as I relived the sounds she made, the way her body tensed before shattering into pleasure.For a second, I felt something stir deep inside me, an odd sensation. Pleasing her... It had become something more than just getting myself off. It w
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