Zeke's POVSky's lips hovered over mine, her breath teasing me, her scent filling my lungs like a drug I couldn't quit. My body was a war zone—wanting, needing, but holding back. If I took her now, I wouldn't stop. I wouldn't let her walk away from me again. And how would that help either of us?I waited.I wanted her to say something—anything. Why did she run? Why did she leave me to face the wreckage of what we could have been alone?But she didn't.Instead, she let her tongue flick out, tasting my lips like a slow, torturous promise. I shuddered, my restraint snapping thread by thread. My hands tightened on her hips, fingers pressing into soft curves that once belonged to me. That should still belong to me.Her smirk was a weapon, sharp and deliberate. She knew exactly what she was doing, rolling her hips against mine, testing, teasing, taunting.And I let her.For a brief moment, it was just us—fire and fury, unspoken words hanging between us, begging to be set free. I wanted to d
Sky's POVPeeking into the large dining room that was once filled with joyful family moments, now felt cold and stiff. Neo sat at the head of the table, swirling his wine lazily, his face the perfect mask of feigned patience. The room was filled with murmured conversation and the clinking of silverware against plates, but I knew everyone was waiting for me.I smirked to myself.Let them wait.By the time I finally strolled in, my hair slightly mussed from the wind and my eyes burning with the thrill of defiance, the entire room fell silent. All eyes turned to me. Some amused, some cautious, and some downright nervous."Did you enjoy your tantrum?" Neo asked as he took a slow sip of his wine, his lips curving at the edges."Immensely." I rolled my eyes, stepping further into the dining hall. "You should try it sometime—might get rid of that stick up your ass."Several pack members inhaled sharply. A few exchanged glances, some even smirked behind their glasses, but no one dared to laug
Zeke's POVI sat at the table, my body rigid, my jaw clenched so tightly it felt like my teeth might crack under the pressure. My eyes never left Sky, tracking her every move with the precision of a hunter—not for prey, but for protection.She was playing a dangerous game, one only she seemed to think she could win.Neo swirled his wine, his face an impassive mask, but I knew better. His patience had limits, and Sky was testing every single one of them. The pack members ate cautiously, avoiding eye contact, all hyperaware of the tension thick enough to suffocate the entire room.Sky sat there like she owned the damn place. Picking food off plates, tossing taunts like they were casual conversation, all the while smirking at Neo like she knew exactly how close he was to snapping.I had to give it to her. She wasn't afraid.Or maybe she was, but she refused to show it.That terrified me.I kept my posture relaxed, pretending to sip from my glass, but my attention was split between the tw
Sky's POV"Your brother is always watching! You know that!" Zeke uttered breathlessly against my cheek as I continued my exploration of his body, my fingers teasing over every hard muscle, every heated inch of skin.I smirked, dragging my nails lightly down his stomach, my lips grazing his jaw."Let him watch," I whispered, my breath fanning over his pulse point."It's the most action he's gotten in a while, from what I've heard.""How do you know that?" Zeke exhaled sharply, a laugh buried somewhere deep in his chest as he tilted his head slightly, eyes burning into mine. "You've only just got back." His brow lifted as I grinned, shifting against him just enough to make his breath hitch."I'm not the only one with connections in this pack, Z," I purred, my hand trailing dangerously lower. "And maybe if he did get some, he wouldn't be such a cock.""You might be right about that." Zeke let out a slow exhale, his lips quirking as he watched me with something unreadable, something dark
Sky POVZeke stared at me, his chest rising and falling in sharp, ragged breaths as I basked in my victory, savouring the power thrumming between us. His lips were parted, his pupils blown wide with barely restrained hunger, his hands twitching at his sides like he was debating whether to grab me or force himself to walk away.Then he moved.Fast.His hands shot out, reaching for me, but I was faster.I seized his wrists and twisted, using his own weight against him as I spun him around and slammed him back against the wall of the alcove. His back hit the cool stone with a dull thud, my body pressing flush against his, caging him in, keeping him right where I wanted him.The growl that tore from his throat was deep, raw, dominant—furious.And it wrecked me.My heart slammed against my ribs, my stomach clenched, and my thighs tightened involuntarily. I felt the strength in him, the way his body coiled beneath mine, letting me have this moment—but only for now.Deep down, I knew I was p
SKY POV "I said I don't want to talk about it, Neo!" I sighed, pulling my legs up under me as I watched the world whizz by through the passenger side window. "I didn't wanna drive three hours to get your ass out of trouble again, but shit here I am, sis! So how about you drop the attitude and start telling me what the fuck is going on?" Neo scoffed, his eyes briefly leaving the road to check my reaction. "Damn, big brother, how long has dad been dead, three months? And already you are sounding... just. like. him." I muttered, squeezing my legs tighter to me and rubbing my sore wrists. "Sky, look..." "No, you look, Neo, my boyfriend just had me arrested on some bullshit charges that meant I spent hours in that shit hole, being strip searched and questioned, only for the bastard to drop the charges and demand I was released. So how about you let me sulk a little while longer." I snapped moodily."We are wolves, Sky; we see each other naked all the time." His only reply and it inf
SKY POVLuckily, the remainder of the three-hour car ride had been painless. Neo had remained silent, no doubt sulking over the fact I wasn't jumping for joy at being dragged back to the pack, and I had imagined hundreds of ways I could kill my big brother. Things had always been like this between us. I was the annoying little sister he never wanted and certainly didn't ask for; he was my big brother. Who, until I left, I had idolised and wanted to spend every minute with. My father and I were close growing up, and I did not doubt that if I had gone to him and told him about Z being my mate and Neo's offer, he would have kicked Neo's ass and demanded we be allowed to find our way. But honestly, the second Z paused even for a second to contemplate my brother's offer... I was done. I knew my worth! At least I did back then!"I truly do just want what is best for you Sky!" Neo relented as we pulled up to the packhouse. Scoffing, I turned to look at him through strained eyes and nodded
ZEKE POVI stood on the porch watching Sky and Neo walk towards the packhouse. She was just as sexy and spirited as I remembered, although her beautiful brown hair was now a stunning shade of soft pink. Seeing her again was like a punch to the gut. My wolf, Payne, was instantly in awe of her, demanding I claim her and forget the past. But I knew Sky well enough to know she wasn't the sort of girl to take demands well. I felt my lips twitch at the corners as they walked; my eyes couldn't help but follow the sway of her hips and the curve of her ass. She was going to be the firecracker the packhouse needed, that was for sure."Mine!" Payne growled low. "I am not so sure about that, bud." I sighed, my eyes still glued to her ass."Mine." Payne, a wolf with a limited vocabulary, insisted again with a growl; this time, however, I felt the growl rip from my throat, the sound catching the attention of Sky and Neo, who turned to face me, neither looking impressed."Down, boy." Sky taunted,
Sky POVZeke stared at me, his chest rising and falling in sharp, ragged breaths as I basked in my victory, savouring the power thrumming between us. His lips were parted, his pupils blown wide with barely restrained hunger, his hands twitching at his sides like he was debating whether to grab me or force himself to walk away.Then he moved.Fast.His hands shot out, reaching for me, but I was faster.I seized his wrists and twisted, using his own weight against him as I spun him around and slammed him back against the wall of the alcove. His back hit the cool stone with a dull thud, my body pressing flush against his, caging him in, keeping him right where I wanted him.The growl that tore from his throat was deep, raw, dominant—furious.And it wrecked me.My heart slammed against my ribs, my stomach clenched, and my thighs tightened involuntarily. I felt the strength in him, the way his body coiled beneath mine, letting me have this moment—but only for now.Deep down, I knew I was p
Sky's POV"Your brother is always watching! You know that!" Zeke uttered breathlessly against my cheek as I continued my exploration of his body, my fingers teasing over every hard muscle, every heated inch of skin.I smirked, dragging my nails lightly down his stomach, my lips grazing his jaw."Let him watch," I whispered, my breath fanning over his pulse point."It's the most action he's gotten in a while, from what I've heard.""How do you know that?" Zeke exhaled sharply, a laugh buried somewhere deep in his chest as he tilted his head slightly, eyes burning into mine. "You've only just got back." His brow lifted as I grinned, shifting against him just enough to make his breath hitch."I'm not the only one with connections in this pack, Z," I purred, my hand trailing dangerously lower. "And maybe if he did get some, he wouldn't be such a cock.""You might be right about that." Zeke let out a slow exhale, his lips quirking as he watched me with something unreadable, something dark
Zeke's POVI sat at the table, my body rigid, my jaw clenched so tightly it felt like my teeth might crack under the pressure. My eyes never left Sky, tracking her every move with the precision of a hunter—not for prey, but for protection.She was playing a dangerous game, one only she seemed to think she could win.Neo swirled his wine, his face an impassive mask, but I knew better. His patience had limits, and Sky was testing every single one of them. The pack members ate cautiously, avoiding eye contact, all hyperaware of the tension thick enough to suffocate the entire room.Sky sat there like she owned the damn place. Picking food off plates, tossing taunts like they were casual conversation, all the while smirking at Neo like she knew exactly how close he was to snapping.I had to give it to her. She wasn't afraid.Or maybe she was, but she refused to show it.That terrified me.I kept my posture relaxed, pretending to sip from my glass, but my attention was split between the tw
Sky's POVPeeking into the large dining room that was once filled with joyful family moments, now felt cold and stiff. Neo sat at the head of the table, swirling his wine lazily, his face the perfect mask of feigned patience. The room was filled with murmured conversation and the clinking of silverware against plates, but I knew everyone was waiting for me.I smirked to myself.Let them wait.By the time I finally strolled in, my hair slightly mussed from the wind and my eyes burning with the thrill of defiance, the entire room fell silent. All eyes turned to me. Some amused, some cautious, and some downright nervous."Did you enjoy your tantrum?" Neo asked as he took a slow sip of his wine, his lips curving at the edges."Immensely." I rolled my eyes, stepping further into the dining hall. "You should try it sometime—might get rid of that stick up your ass."Several pack members inhaled sharply. A few exchanged glances, some even smirked behind their glasses, but no one dared to laug
Zeke's POVSky's lips hovered over mine, her breath teasing me, her scent filling my lungs like a drug I couldn't quit. My body was a war zone—wanting, needing, but holding back. If I took her now, I wouldn't stop. I wouldn't let her walk away from me again. And how would that help either of us?I waited.I wanted her to say something—anything. Why did she run? Why did she leave me to face the wreckage of what we could have been alone?But she didn't.Instead, she let her tongue flick out, tasting my lips like a slow, torturous promise. I shuddered, my restraint snapping thread by thread. My hands tightened on her hips, fingers pressing into soft curves that once belonged to me. That should still belong to me.Her smirk was a weapon, sharp and deliberate. She knew exactly what she was doing, rolling her hips against mine, testing, teasing, taunting.And I let her.For a brief moment, it was just us—fire and fury, unspoken words hanging between us, begging to be set free. I wanted to d
Sky's POV"Mate, mate, mate!" Evie screamed in my mind, her voice a desperate, purring melody of need. She was practically rolling over in submission, her excitement vibrating through me as if she were pacing just beneath my skin."We are finally here, right where we belong," she sighed happily, her voice thick with longing. "Just a little more, Sky. Feel how he shudders? How his pulse is racing? He wants us—take what's ours!"I exhaled shakily, refusing to give in completely. "Not yet." I breathed. I had given him a taste, but if Zeke wanted more, it was his move now. This game of chess we played had rules—rules I refused to break.I let my lips hover over his, close enough that our breaths mingled, but I didn't close the gap. I wouldn't. He had to do that.But he didn't move.His body was taut, his hands gripping my waist with barely restrained control, but he stayed utterly still, his jaw locked as if holding himself back from something dangerous. A lesser girl might have pulled a
Sky POVThe fire crackled, casting flickering shadows across the clearing, painting everyone in shades of gold and sin. Laughter and music tangled in the air, the deep bass vibrating through my bones, amplifying the delicious burn of alcohol in my veins.I was floating.Weightless.For the first time since coming back, I wasn't thinking about Neo's plans, about Zeke's betrayal, about how much of a mistake this homecoming was.Right now, I was just here.And so was he.I wasn't thinking. I wasn't overthinking. For once, I was just feeling.Mr Interested—whose name I still didn't know and didn't care to ask—had his hands on me, and I wasn't stopping him. His dark eyes burned into mine, his fingers flexing on my waist as we swayed, our bodies dangerously close but not quite touching. The way he moved—confident, assured—told me he was used to getting what he wanted."You dance like trouble," he murmured against my ear, his breath hot and laced with whiskey. I smirked, tilting my head
Zeke's POVThe heavy oak dining table groaned under the weight of untouched food, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows across the stone walls. Plates clinked, and silverware scraped, but I barely heard any of it. My foot tapped an impatient rhythm beneath the table, the sound drowned by the murmuring voices of the pack's higher ranks.I was waiting.Waiting for the idiot, Neo had sent upstairs to return with Sky. Leon had never been the sharpest tool in the shed; he was clumsy, slow and overindulged in the luxuries he had inherited and coasted through pack ranking thanks to Daddy's title and standing. But we all knew he was a polished turd.Waiting to hear the inevitable crashing, the screaming match that would follow, the fire that always erupted between those two when they were in the same room.But the house was silent.Too silent.I exhaled through my nose, my fingers tightening around the stem of my wine glass as realization dawned on me.She wasn't there.Of course, s
NEO’S POVAs I sat at the head of the long, ornate dining table, my blood boiled beneath the surface. The scent of the lavish meal in front of us wafted through the air—roasted meats glistening under the chandelier, vegetables seasoned to perfection, and decanters of wine reflecting the flickering candlelight. But despite the exquisite setup, steam seemed to rise not just from the food but also from my head, my temper simmering just beneath the surface.I glanced at my watch without needing to; I knew exactly how late she was. Thirty-three minutes. Unacceptable. Punctuality was non-negotiable; any deviation was an affront to my authority. Sky's tardiness was a blatant disregard for both, a direct challenge to the structure I enforced within our pack.As I stewed in my growing anger, vivid fantasies of retribution played in my mind—dragging her out by her hair, locking her away until she learned obedience. The image of her, forced to submit and behave, the harsh discipline stripping aw