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Azalea's POV: I was thrilled to finally see Julia again. Uncle Patrick raised me and my brother. We lost our parents at a very young age. Uncle Patrick was already a member of the Council, and he would bring Layla and us to his office all the time. Elder James would bring his granddaughter Julia, and we became the best of friends. Here, she was now looking gorgeous as always, with her long blond hair and well toned physique. But she looked pale and frightened. "How have you been, Aza? You look spectacular! The mated life has been treating you well." She said with a smile that still didn't subside the tremble of her hands. "We had a rough start, but we talked things out, and it has been blissful these last few weeks." I said with a big smile. "Really?!" She clapped happily. "Any sign of a pup coming soon?" I rubbed my belly slightly, and I sighed dreamingly. "I really hope so. I think I am pregnant. Renzo has been quite diligent these past weeks. You know, the mate bond m
Azalea POV: I cursed myself. I could scream and slap me. I was an idiot. I haven't broken the protection spell I did on Renzo. I can't not use my magic against his orders. Initially, I didn't think it was going to be this extreme, but I was just learning. The rogues had taken Azalea and Julia. I turned around looking for Blaze. He is standing there, with a look of horror on his handsome face. "Saoirse, how could you? You let them take them? You let the rogues take my sister for him?" He was pointing at us acusingly. He had misunderstood. I felt my heart sank. "No, Blaze. Please, listen to me! It's not what it looks like. I couldn't protect them. You gotta believe me!" I was shrieking. My Blaze was stepping away from me. The hurt in his eyes was killing me. "Blaze, dont do this to us. Blaze, I love you." Renzo grabbed my arm like he had every right over me. "Saoirse, let's go. You're coming back home with me." "Get off me, Renzo!" I yelled at him, between greeted teeth. I
Blaze POV: I throw the bottle of whisky against the wall. The alcohol doesn't even make me numb to the pain anymore. I close my eyes and I only see her. Many times when I was at my lowest, I tried going to Moonshadow Pack to get her. To throw her over my shoulder and lock her up in my room. Just like what that bastard Renzo did to her before. Andrew and Uncle Patrick had been here, though. They prevented me many times from doing exactly that. Last month, in a moment of soberness, I went there peacefully. I wanted to talk to my mate. Renzo had come out with a smug face telling me she didn't want to see me. I spent outside until night, but she never came out . I had forgiven her a long time ago. I was probably no longer mad at her the moment I arrived at the pack without her. I was just too proud to admit it. It was also a betrayal to my twin. That same week, we received news from Aza and Julia. It turned out Julia was the Rogue Alpha's mate. Now, Elder James is under investigat
Saoirse's POV: I feel someone looking at me. Their eyes burned into my skin. Imprinting themselves on each part of my features. My witch sisters see my uneasiness. One look at them, and I know they're on alert, too. Elda reads my thoughts. Someone is here, but we're not in danger. My heartbeat races. I know who's looking at me. I know that feeling. I asked them to leave me alone. When they left, I trained my eyes into the dark forest. I see his eyes. They're the most beautiful golden eyes. 'Storm.' I said, unable to believe it. He's here in wolf form. He starts to walk toward me. I wanted to do the same, but my legs failed me, and I dropped to my knees. He's next to me in seconds. Storm is huge. He towers over me. He lays on the floor, and I almost climb on top of him, embracing him, intertwining my arms around his neck and sobbing like a baby. Storm whimpers as I bury my face on his neck. I carresed his fur, it's so soft. His closeness gives me comfort. I cried for a long time. Hi
Azalea POV: Blaze paces back and forth next to the bed where I lay. I've been bedridden for a week now, waiting for my babies at any moment. I feel bad for calling him, but I'm panicking on my own. Julia is more nervous than I am, and she is heavily pregnant as well. Julia and her mate were like rabbits, the first few months, not that they had stopped. "Are you sure Saoirse is fine. Goddess, I shouldn't have called you. She is pregnant, too." Blaze approches me and kisses my hand. "Nonsense, you did the right thing. She totally understood. She still has about four more weeks left. There is time." "You look worried though, does your wolf feel restless?" "He does. I will call Saoirse, just to be sure." As soon as the phone connects and I overhear Saoirse's pitiful voice, I know something is not right. Blaze, like every other man, is clueless. A high-pitched voice is heard, they're yelling at Blaze. I felt a pang in my heart. Saoirse hadn't been feeling well, and she didn't
Blaze The minute I reached Saoirse, I dropped to my knees and hugged her. I could still hear Elda scolding me from afar. That little pixie is the devil. I assaulted my mate with kisses all over her face, and then I gave the same treatment to her huge baby bump. She looked breathtaking. Her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were twinkling with amusement. I took a silky strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear. "Goddess, sweetheart, you look ethereal." She huffed, and I laughed. She was wearing a white silk nightgown with lace that definitely makes her look like some sort of goddess or other wordly creature. She looked tired and in pain. My pups are giving her a hard time. "I'm so happy you're back, Blaze." Her sexy voice carreses my ears. "How is Azalea? I'm sorry you had to leave her." "You're so selfless, dove. Had I known you weren't feeling well, I would have never left you. From now on, I will trust my instinct. You and my children will always come first." I peck
Saoirse I couldn't exactly describe the feeling I get with each of Blaze's powerful thrusts. I just knew I wanted more, harder, faster, and deeper. I was so empty without him. But now he was here, filling me, pleasuring me. Making me feel complete. "Faster! Harder!" I wanted him imprinted in my skin forever. I wanted the feeling of his cock inside my greedy pussy to last forever. I fell asleep in his arms. He would whisper sweet nothings in my ear. I know he was holding back, afraid to hurt me. He had always held back. He treats me like I'm made out of crystal. Probably because I don't have a wolf. Once our babies are born, I'll teach him I won't break. I'm durable and bendable, all at his whim. One of his hands was clamping possessively one of my boobs and the other one was stretched over my stomach. I felt at home. Crampings in my lower abdomen awakened me much later. I fidgeted on the bed, and the sheets felt wet. That was odd. Then, sudden realization made me panick. l shri
Renzo Aza doesn't even want to speak to me. I overheard her conversation, and I my heart breaks. She wants to leave me and take away my pups. If I want to win her back and to make it up to her, I have to become selfish. I knocked on the door softly, not wanting to awake the pups. She had just hung up. I entered and put her food on the nightstand. "Azalea." She looks at me with swollen eyes. She still looks beautiful. Her dust of freckles gives her an innocent look. It makes me want to protect her. In the past, I had suppressed those feelings oftentimes. "I heard everything. I'll take you to your brother's pack if that's what you wish." Her eyes went wide. "You'd do that for me?" "Yes, It'll kill me, but it is killing me more to see you crying every day. I hate the fact that I'm the one who's making you miserable." She doesn't look at me or replies, but she nods. "Don't worry. I will arrange everything and take you to your brother's pack tomorrow morning. It will take