Azalea POV: Today, I woke up between my mate's arms. My wolf and I were on cloud nine. I moved closer to him, and I felt his morning wood, making me gasp. Goddess, he was huge. I moved my hand to touch it, but he grabbed me by the wrist, and he kissed my hand. "Good morning, Aza." He kissed my forehead and jumped out of bed. "I'll go shower at my office while you get ready too. Let's have breakfast together before I bury myself with pack work." "Sure," I said, sounding more hurt than I wanted to let show. I went downstairs almost an hour later. It took a while, making me pretty for him. I just don't know why he won't touch me. I'm on the verge of frustration here, and I don't want to appear too needy by asking him directly. The short summer dress I was wearing with high heels should do the trick. I fixed my hair in waves and left it open. It reached halfway down my back. I also applied a little makeup and some lip gloss, trying to look inviting to him. He came downstairs alm
Saoirse's POV: I had just showered and put on a towel around my body when I heard noises by the door. Renzo had left about 20 minutes ago. We had been just making out like two horny teenagers, but we didn't take it further. I still won't allow penetration until he fixes this situation. The door swung open, and a very disheveled Renzo appeared, closing the door behind him. His eyes flashed when he saw me, and I was rooted on the spot. His gaze ran through my body, and his eyes turned clouded with desire. He looked wild, enthralled. With one swift movement, he removed my towel and embraced me, kissing me passionately. My legs turned to goo. He started fondling my body while kissing me with an alarming urgency. I tried to break up the embrace with no luck as I squirmed between his muscular arms. "Renzo, what's going on? You're scaring me." "Call me Alpha, Little One." He said feverishly, between kisses and squeezes. "A...alpha. I don't understand. Weren't you just here and...
Blaze's POV: Nothing could have prepared me for the indescribable rage I felt the moment I saw my precious mate. As her intoxicating scent hit me, I brought myself to a sudden halt. I was in shock. My wolf was yelling mate, mate inside my head. The woman that was made for me by the moon Goddess was being brutally drilled from behind by Renzo, but his wolf was in control. I could feel his aura, and his eyes looked menacing, unhuman-like. He grabbed her arms back possessively, tilting up her creamy, round, perky breasts. They were bouncing up and down with each of his merciless thrusts. Her skin was shiny with perspiration. She was glowing. Her orgasm hit her, and by the Goddess, she looked so beautiful. Her pouty mouth formed an o sign. Then she yelped, and it brought me back from my reverie. The initial raged I felt coming full force again. The bastard was knotting inside her. I pounced at him, remembering about my mate's compromised situation a little too late. I was ready to kil
. **Renzo POV:** A rush of emotions overwhelms me, almost bringing me to my knees as I release Azalea. Her neck is covered in blood from my vicious bite. I can feel her pain, disappointment, and heartbreak as she glares at me with teary eyes. I watch as Blaze carries Saoirse away, and I touch the tattoo of her name absentmindedly. The pain in my chest intensifies as I see them go. Years of planning a future with the woman I love have all gone up in smoke. I glance at Azalea; she remains rooted in place, hugging herself. Taking pity on her, I lead her away, mind-linking Shane to prepare the car. She lets me guide her, numb to her surroundings. We drive to the new mansion, and as soon as we arrive, she runs to her bedroom. Shane lingers nervously. “Alpha, I…” “What is it, Shane? I just want to call it a day. I don’t want to deal with anything else right now.” “I’m sorry, Alpha. I feel like it’s all my fault. He was hurting Hanna. Alpha Blaze was deranged, and he wanted to get insid
Blaze POV It's been 3 days since the marking ceremony, and I'm already drained. I'm here sitting in my office with no clue on what to do. My uncle stepped in unannounced. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. Saoirse has been a handful since we arrived. She hasn't been eating anything at all. The omegas come and go with trades of food, but she doesn't even acknowledge them. If I try to go inside, all hell breaks loose. She magically throws anything around her toward me, and food gets splattered everywhere. She doesn't want me there, that's clear. I have been sleeping outside her door at night. Well, as much as one can when sitting on an armchair, but Storm wants her close. After I marked her, the torrent of emotions that hit me at once shattered me. How can I win her love if she doesn't give me a chance? "Blaze, why are you in the dark?" "What, Uncle? Do you have any more Neanderthal ideas to tame my mate?" "The omegas say she hasn't been eating. Do you just want to let her w
. **Saoirse's POV** After Blaze left last night, I slept soundly for the first time in days. What with the explosive orgasm and all the food he insisted on spoon-feeding me, I drifted off like a baby. This wasn’t good at all. I felt as though I was betraying Renzo. As I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I examined Blaze's mark on my neck. It was midnight blue, featuring a crescent moon with two stars and a silver wolf howling at it. The stars gave it a witchy touch. I lightly traced it with my fingers, feeling a tingling sensation travel through my body. I needed to be strong and fight the mate bond. Renzo would find a solution—I just hoped it wasn’t too late. Blaze made me feel things I shouldn’t, and I couldn't solely blame the mate bond. He was wickedly handsome, capable of charming even a nun. His mane of honey-blond hair made you wish to run your fingers through it, and his silver eyes watched me possessively, igniting warmth in all the right places. Every time he smiled a
**Renzo's Point of View:** The scene in front of me resembled a nightmare. Rose bushes lay scattered, broken garden gnomes were strewn about, and benches were overturned. The Omegas trembled, feeling the waves of my uncontrolled anger roll from me. Azalea looked at me, challenging me to say something. I approached the chaos with big strides, and even Shane was at a loss for words. "Are you out of your mind, woman?" I exclaimed, trying to grab her, but she ran away. I sprinted after her. She was wearing tiny shorts and a crop top. Suddenly, an overwhelming urge to protect her from prying eyes surged within me. I lunged at her, causing us both to fall to the ground. She yelped as I covered her with my body. She attempted to scratch me, but I held both of her hands with one of mine, pinning them above her head as she squirmed beneath me. We were both panting and for a moment, we locked eyes. "Get off me, you big oaf!" she gritted through her teeth. "Now, little wolf, this isn’t very L
Blaze's POV: Saoirse's red hair was splayed on the white pillow. Her mouth was swollen from my kisses. Her thudding heart was saying no, but her silky wet pussy was begging me for it. "What's it going to be?" I asked her, my cock hard and ready for her. But I wasn't going to take what wasn't offered. She seemed torn, and it pained me to see she was still loyal to him. A knock came on the door. The scent of her arousal had me drunk with lust. Her dress was bunched at her waist. There was no way anyone was coming in. "Leave!" I ordered. "Alpha is me, Frank. I came to check the Luna." "I said leave Frank. Come back later.' "Of course, Alpha." I heard his steps receding. Saoirse looked at me confused. "You don't have a werewolf smell, love, but the addictive scent of your arousal is perfuming the room. That smell is just for me." She blushed, making me chuckle. I tugged at one of her nipples. She moaned but still wouldn't look me in the eye. I cupped her pussy and palmed h
Blaze's POV *A Few Months Later* "When I find my mate, I will have a grand wedding like Aunty Dido," Selene declares confidently. "My wedding will be even more spectacular than yours!" Luna counters. All those big words that they can barely pronounce came from Elda. There is no doubt about it. "I'm sorry to break it to you girls, but you won't get married until you're at least thirty." They both gasp and clasp their hands to their cheeks in shock. "Blaze," Saoirse calls me, and I immediately want to go there. Although she whispered, her voice carried all the way to me, thanks to her powers. "Okay, girls, your mama is calling me. Let's go back inside." They run ahead, giggling. Luna's copper hair shines in the sunlight, just like her mother's. Selene's hair is silver blonde. After Vlad died, her black side turned silver, too. Only her eyes remained, one black and one blue. When I reached Saoirse, the girls were already inside. Saoirse was waiting for me by the entrance. Her
Azalea's POV I woke up in Renzo's arms and glanced at the clock on the bedside table. We were late. Renzo and I had made love until dawn last night. As I moved slightly, I felt his morning wood pressing against my thigh. "Renzo, we're late. Your sister is getting married in a few hours," I said. He grunted in response, but instead of releasing me, he pulled me closer and kissed me on my mate mark. A wave of delicious sparks travels through my body. It goes without saying what happened next. Renzo was the most passionate lover. I bite my lip to avoid screaming with pleasure as he pounds inside me. Renzo carried me to the bathroom after we were finished. Last night, he was feeling a bit sentimental. Over the past few years, he and his father have tried to make amends for Dido's struggles for most of her life. She became the little princess of the pack. She will come to live in my brother's pack. I will miss her too; she adores my children, and they do too. She has a very mischiev
Saoirse's POV A guttural scream escaped my throat. Grandma lay on the floor, blood pooling around her, her unsettling smile contradicting the horror of what was happening. I glanced over at Vlad, anticipating what would unfold next. My children, Aksel and Liv, focused their energy, projecting a brilliant light through Vlad's back and chest. I could feel the tension building; he was losing strength, and I knew it. Dido stood resolutely beside Selene and Luna, ready for whatever threat might come. Pietr did the same. "He’s dying," Renzo said, satisfaction evident in his voice. Vlad's black eyes looked empty. He was in agony. Grandma's sacrifice would not be in vain. I focused my energy as my children did and projected a powerful light that pierced through Vlad's skin. His shrieks were terrifying. He was gone, as far as I could tell. I turned to see my grandma. She was gone, too. I felt my heart squeezing. I fell to my knees beside Grandma, and Blaze was instantly beside me. "Saoirs
**Blaze's POV** I stood at the edge of chaos, my heart pounding as flames licked the sides of the mansion, casting flickering shadows around us. Saoirse and the other witches were poised and ready, chanting incantations, their voices blending into a harmonious urgency to extinguish the raging fire. Just then, Azalia appeared, her hair wild and one arm cradling a frightened Ireland. Close behind her, I spotted Andrew, Layla, and their children, Leah and Brandon, alongside Shane and Hanna with their own little ones. Yet, an unease drummed in my chest—my kids were the only ones still missing. "Blaze!! Renzo can't find the twins!" Aza cried out, and the frantic energy hung thick in the air. Liv and Aksel arrived with Saoirse's siblings, and I could feel the tension rising as Star whimpered and Ronan rushed over, carrying an injured Aela. "Mom, are you alright?!" Saorsie exclaimed, her worry evident. "She tried to go back inside to search for Selene and Luna!" Ronan growled, his fru
Saorsia's POV A bright white light engulfed us all of a sudden, I was no longer in the forest. I was in the most beautiful garden in existence. There was a cherry blossom tree blooming with pink flowers. White marble floors and floor-to-ceiling windows surrounded the beautiful garden. Under the tree, there was a white bench. I noticed a beautiful woman sitting on it. "Saorsia, finally my child." She said with a bright smile. Her white platinum hair cascaded down her back, touching the seat of the bench. She was wearing a silk dress, the color of gold. It was toga style it matched the crown that surrounded her forehead. "Se...Selene?" I stuttered. She nodded, and I quickly deepened my head down, vowing with respect. She smiled and touched the empty seat next to her, signaling me to sit down with her. I obliged. Just then, a beautiful wolf approached us. It was white with light blue eyes. "This is rain, your wolf." She said. The beautiful wolf nuzzled my hand as tears prick
Blaze's POV The night of the full moon finally came. Grandma Maeve took Saorsia and the rest of us to the middle of the forest. Pietr, Andrew, Saorsia's mother, and Ronan came. Our twins, Liv and Aksel, were here as well, and lastly, Healer Colin arrived as he was also part of the ceremony. We were all dressed in white for the ritual ceremony. Saorsia's ceremonial robe was stunning. It was incrusted with thousands of diamonds. Tonight was her rebirth. Her long white cape flew softly against the wind. Her porcelain skin was glowing under the moonlight. She looked at me and smiled with those sinfully rosy lips. I was as excited as she was, or even more. "We're gathered here to do the Goddess Selene's bidding. She has claimed another daughter since birth, and it is time that the Goddess bestows her gift on her. My chest tightened with indescribable emotions. My Luna will finally get her wolf. "Tonight, Saorsia, you, daughter of Hecate and daughter of Selene, will experience your
Saorsia's POV The party was at its peak. The garden was bustling with guests. We hired staff to tend to the guests so we could be able to focus only on the children. Blaze and Renzo were doting on the girls. They organized the games and made sure that everyone had fun. Luna and Selene were squealing with glee. At least when they weren't fighting over little alpha Jupiter's attention. I chuckled. Lynne and Lake were so big now. I look at my own children, Liv and Aksel. They should have been the same age as Lynne and Lake, but they were pushed to grow beyond their years. I felt sad just thinking about it. "Hey, why the sad face?" Blaze came out of nowhere. Wolf's speed was something else. "I can't wait to get my wolf," I said with a smile. "I was just looking at the children and thought that our firstborn children never really enjoyed their childhood." Blaze kissed my temple as we looked at the children's play. Shane and Hanna's kids; Sean and Milly, were here, as well as Leyl
Blaze's POV Saorsia's grandmother wanted to talk to us in private. Maeve carried herself regally as she walked towards my office. Her daughters Aela and Ronan followed us as well. We entered my office, and she motioned us to sit down on the large sofas that were facing each other. There was a coffee table in between. Saorsia and I sat across Maeve. "I will start from the beginning. It will be easier to understand." She said with a tired sigh. I put my hand on Saorsia's knee. She was as intrigued as I was. "When Aela was pregnant, she had a difficult pregnancy. A child that is not conceived with a fated mate rarely lives to see a full-term pregnancy, but Saorsia was strong since the beginning. Aela was on bed rest for almost all of her pregnancy. It really helped that Collin was a healer. If not, I'm not sure what could have happened. I prayed to the Goddess Hecate to spare my daughter and my granddaughter countless times, but it was the Goddess Selene who answered my prayers
. **Saorsia's POV** 5 Years Later I stand in the doorway, waiting for Selene. She had spent the weekend at Renzo's Pack, and the helicopter had just landed. Blaze and Luna went to pick her up in the jeep. Blaze treats Selene just like his own children; I could tell he loved her as if she were his own. I wore a content smile as I watched the jeep approach. As soon as it came to a halt, Selene jumped out of the car and ran toward me. "Mama, I missed you!" my adventurous five-year-old exclaimed. I hugged her tightly and planted kisses on her chubby cheeks. "I missed you so much too!" I replied, playfully pinching her cheek. Her black and silver-blond hair was braided into two loose braids—the work of Azalea, I recognized. She loves my daughter as well. What’s in the past stays in the past; we’re a big family now. Trailing behind Selene came her twin, Luna, whose red hair looked like it was on fire under the sun. "I missed you too, Mama!" she said, jumping into my arms. Blaze laug