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Renna “Push, Luna,” the midwife urges, her voice firm yet gentle, as I growl in her face. The sterile hospital room is filled with the rhythmic beeping of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic. Childbirth, a relentless storm of agony, floods my senses, making me question why anyone willingly endures this. No wonder I was an only child. Xavier, my partner, hovers around me like an annoying fly, fussing over me incessantly. The pain, like a thousand fiery tendrils, wracks my body as I summon every ounce of strength to push our precious baby into the world. “Ren, you’re doing amazing!” Xavier’s voice resonates with pride and excitement as he gently wipes the sweat off my forehead. I have to remind myself of my love for this man, even as I glare at his infuriating face for being the reason behind my pregnancy. A low growl escapes my lips, but he remains undeterred, his eyes filled with adoration. I can hear the rhythmic beeping of the heart rate monitor, a constant reminder of the l
Renna We had been living in our cosy bubble of three for several weeks now. Me, Xavier, and Orion. The soft glow of the evening sun streamed through the curtains, casting warm hues across our living room. Xavier’s idea to name our son after my beloved dad filled my heart with joy. It had been just the three of us, cherishing every moment as a family. But tonight, I was eagerly bursting our bubble for a long-awaited date with my captivating alpha. I adorned myself in alluring lingerie, the delicate lace teasingly brushing against my skin. I yearned for our sexy time with my mate, I knew he was desperate for it too. However, our precious little Orion would inevitably interrupt our passionate rendezvous. His sweet cries would pierce the air, filling the room with an innocent melody of hunger and discomfort. The frustration began to well up inside me, like a simmering storm. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my baby Orion. He is the epitome of cuteness, the greatest blessing in my life. But e
Renna’s POVI kissed Ethan goodbye one last time in his doorway. “Are you sure you can’t come tonight?” I pouted. “I told you I have to work. I might come by if I finish early, but I’m pretty tired. I’ll probably see you tomorrow,” he kissed me and walked me to the car, a clear indication it was time to go. I couldn’t help but study his face, even after two years together and so many more of me pining after him, I found him terribly handsome. In moments like this, I wondered why I hadn’t allowed him to take our relationship to the next level, but deep down I knew I had to wait for my mate, I had to be sure and I would be as soon as I turned eighteen in a couple of weeks.“Good night, drive home safe,” He closed the car door after I had climbed in.Getting into the car, I set off for home, as only daughter and Heir to the Moonstone pack, I had duties, one of which was the weekly walk with my parents, the Alpha and Luna of the pack. The house I lived in my entire life sat like a ca
Renna’s POVI woke up disoriented and shaken, to find Ethan towering over me. His words were an ice pick to the heart, his tone cold and unfeeling. “Get out of my house,” he said as if I were a pest, an intruder in the life we had built together. “We’re done.”I tried desperately to explain, to tell him what had happened to my parents, but he didn’t care.Not knowing where to go, I returned home hoping they weren’t still looking for me but the rogues who had taken my parents’ lives now occupied our home. We were a pack without an Alpha, and I a girl without a wolf or a family or a home, but I did have a whole lot of anger.I needed a plan to rid my house of these unwelcome guests. I had my car keys tucked away in my jacket pocket and I made it my makeshift refuge for now. It was only a matter of time before the rogues realized the Alpha’s daughter was staying there and which car I drove, but for now, it was my sanctuary. I had also found my bank card in the glove compartment and a bru
Renna’s POVToo tired to worry, I turned to look up at the person standing by me and holding the umbrella.I had never seen him beforeHe was tall, attractive and had kind eyes. My stomach fluttered and I did my best to ignore his well-defined physique, a task at which I failed. He flashed me a small smile “You’re too lovely to get sick in this rain.” He said and I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks.He extended his hand, offering to help me up from the wet bench and I couldn’t help but notice that he, too, was getting drenched in the pouring rain. Though I didn’t know him, he didn’t feel like trouble, or maybe I was too tired to notice trouble anymore, at least he didn’t have that unmistakable rogue scent. I accepted his hand, and he responded with a warm smile.I felt a rush of excitement coursing through me as his hand closed around mine, sending delightful tingles up my skin. He pulled me up, and I found myself face-to-face with him. He was taller than me, with strong, broad shoulder
Renna’s POVI had been sitting in the car for a few hours now. The handsome stranger continued to drive; he occasionally gave me a side-eye look with a gentle smile. I returned the smile, not wanting to be rude, as I watched my pack andmy home disappear behind us. “Are you cold?” his deep voice echoed in the car and I shook my head, not wanting to bother him. Of course I was cold, but inside his sports car, it was far warmer than sitting at the bus stop in the rain.“You’d warm up quicker if you took your clothes off,” he said and blasted the the heater on; The warm, hot air felt nice on my skin; the cold ebbed away as he drove through the night, the sound of the heavy rain lulling me to sleep.A small tap on my shoulder and the words “We’re home,” woke me, I blinked a few times as I took in my surroundings. I had been asleep for hours. I felt clammy and groggy after sleeping with my neck against the window in a weird angle, the hot air from the car only partially drying my soddened
Renna’s POVI chuckled and began to get out of bed, but Xavier moved swiftly, stopping me with a pointed look at his watch. “It’s 12:12 A.M. on May 20th, and from now on, you belong to me.” he declared, leaning over me, compelling me to lean back against the headboard. My eyes widened,was he crazy? He had helped me and had been kind, but if he thought he could keep me here, he was dreaming.I may not have a home or a family, but that didn’t give him the right to claim me. I still had my grandmother and soon, I’d have my wolf and my mate. I wanted to hold out for him. He would be my family, my protector, the one person I could count on. If anyone was going to claim me, it would be him and him alone.“Excuse me? You want me to be yours?” My tone came off less than impressed, he simply nodded. “Alpha Xavier, there are countless women, I’m sure, who want to be with you. Why would you want me?” I pushed him off of me, my hand on his solid, warm chest as he slowly moved back, creating some
Renna’s POV A gentle whimper slipped from my parted lips, the exquisite sensation of his caress and flavor. Goddess!!! I couldn’t even think. My fingers caressed his as I pulled him intimately nearer to my body. It was an exquisite sensation as his tongue delicately caressed the depths of my mouth, igniting a fiery passion within me. With a gasp, I reluctantly withdrew, my eyes fluttering open, my lips now tender and pulsating with the lingering intensity of his tantalizing caress.His fingers entwined themselves in the golden strands of my tousled hair; a tingling awareness coursed through me as I straddled a particular area of his body while his other hand firmly grasped my supple hips. His smoldering gaze locked onto me, igniting a fire deep within. It was as if I held the power to captivate his every desire, rendering him helpless in the face of my intoxicating allure. I was certain Ethan had looked at me the same way, yet look how that turned out. I bit my lip as I looked at hi
Renna We had been living in our cosy bubble of three for several weeks now. Me, Xavier, and Orion. The soft glow of the evening sun streamed through the curtains, casting warm hues across our living room. Xavier’s idea to name our son after my beloved dad filled my heart with joy. It had been just the three of us, cherishing every moment as a family. But tonight, I was eagerly bursting our bubble for a long-awaited date with my captivating alpha. I adorned myself in alluring lingerie, the delicate lace teasingly brushing against my skin. I yearned for our sexy time with my mate, I knew he was desperate for it too. However, our precious little Orion would inevitably interrupt our passionate rendezvous. His sweet cries would pierce the air, filling the room with an innocent melody of hunger and discomfort. The frustration began to well up inside me, like a simmering storm. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my baby Orion. He is the epitome of cuteness, the greatest blessing in my life. But e
Renna “Push, Luna,” the midwife urges, her voice firm yet gentle, as I growl in her face. The sterile hospital room is filled with the rhythmic beeping of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic. Childbirth, a relentless storm of agony, floods my senses, making me question why anyone willingly endures this. No wonder I was an only child. Xavier, my partner, hovers around me like an annoying fly, fussing over me incessantly. The pain, like a thousand fiery tendrils, wracks my body as I summon every ounce of strength to push our precious baby into the world. “Ren, you’re doing amazing!” Xavier’s voice resonates with pride and excitement as he gently wipes the sweat off my forehead. I have to remind myself of my love for this man, even as I glare at his infuriating face for being the reason behind my pregnancy. A low growl escapes my lips, but he remains undeterred, his eyes filled with adoration. I can hear the rhythmic beeping of the heart rate monitor, a constant reminder of the l
Xavier As I poured my heart out to her, the words flowed like a river. Was she merely manipulating me, using my vulnerabilities against me? The air felt heavy with tension as her words echoed in the room. “You rejected me, Xavier. I was destined to be the luna of this pack. he goddess ensured it and then you didn’t want me … I wasn’t good enough for you!” The scent of her anger hung in the air, mixing with the musky aroma of the room. Her words hit me like a wave, leaving me speechless and bewildered. “Sage, none of that is true,” I say, my voice filled with desperation, the words hanging in the air between us. I continue, my words tinged with sadness, “Yes, I rejected you, but it wasn’t my choice. The council forced me to do it.” I pause, hoping she will understand. Her head shakes, her eyes filled with disbelief, as if I am spinning a web of lies. “I was happy for you to be my mate,” I whisper, my voice breaking. I can feel the weight of the words, heavy on my chest. The room sud
Xavier Now that Ren had regained her memories, life was filled with an undeniable sense of contentment. The sun’s warm rays gently caressed our faces as we strolled hand in hand through the park, birds singing their melodious tunes. I shared the news of the pregnancy, and though initially taken aback, her eyes sparkled with joy, mirroring the vibrant colours of the blooming flowers around us. I couldn’t help but notice the tender way she delicately rubbed her belly, a radiant smile adorning her face, as if whispering sweet secrets to our growing little pup. It was in those moments, when she thought I wasn’t looking, that I felt an overwhelming sense of love and anticipation. The weight of past worries and anxieties had dissolved, allowing us to embrace the future together, free from the burdens that once weighed us down. There was just one final task lingering before us, a mere formality standing between us and pure bliss. As we savored the moment, the air was filled with tranquilit
Xavier Over the course of a few more weeks, I’ve noticed a significant change in Ren’s demeanour towards me. As I continue to work from home, our bond has grown stronger, and she now frequently sits beside me, her presence a comforting companion. However, the memory of our shared kiss lingers vividly in my mind, like a faint whisper of a distant melody. It’s been a while since that intimate moment, and while I sensed her enjoyment, a palpable restraint now holds her back. I attempt to read this email once again, but she becomes a constant distraction. Today, she deliberately dons an outfit that captures my attention. Her choice of tiny short shorts reveals the alluring curve of her silhouette with every step she takes. The sight of her crop top, barely concealing her ample cleavage with its deep V-neck, creates an irresistible temptation. I struggle to resist the overwhelming desire to approach her and give in to our carnal desires. I have been partially concealed behind the sturdy
Renna I had spent a week in my so-called home, surrounded by familiar yet unfamiliar faces. Xavier, my companion, had rarely shown up at his workplace, instead opting to take me to my former workplace. There, amidst the bustling sounds and smells, I encountered a girl named Elara, her laughter filling the air like a melodic symphony, and a guy called Leo, his presence commanding yet comforting. Now, Leo had risen to the rank of beta within the pack. But as I observed them, I couldn’t shake the nagging thought that they could be more than mere acquaintances. They could be my long-lost siblings, hidden in the depths of my forgotten memories. Xavier’s words echoed in my ears, leaving me with a sense of emptiness. He claimed that I was an orphan, with no remaining family except for him. Conflicting emotions surged within me, unsure of how to process this revelation. As I glanced at myself in the mirror, my gaze fixated on the sight of my mate mark, while occasionally stealing glances at
Xavier “I hope these words help jog your memory. But Ren, please know I would never hurt you.” The soft glow of the lamp envelops us as she nods, her eyes filled with trust. As I pass her the book, our fingers brush, sending a tingle down my spine. It kills me that this fleeting touch is the only physical connection we can share. “I... I know,” she smiles warmly at me, the corners of her lips lifting ever so slightly. In that moment, a glimmer of hope ignites within me, like a tiny flame flickering to life. With delicate hands, she takes the books from me, their weight transferring from my palms to hers. As she flips through the pages, the sound of paper rustling fills the room, a soft whisper that mingles with the hushed anticipation hanging in the air. Her eyes fixate on certain photos, her gaze lingering on them for what feels like an eternity. I watch intently, wondering if those images hold the power to jog her memory. “Xavier? Please, can you not hover,” she states, her voice
Xavier We patiently waited for Renna to settle in, giving her a few days to find her bearings. Though she couldn’t recall my identity, the doctor assured us that being in the comfort of our own home would aid in triggering her memory. The familiar sights, the soothing scents, and the comforting ambiance of home were believed to be the key to her recovery. I prayed that my efforts were sufficient, but her wariness lingered, tormenting me. The urge to embrace and kiss her consumed me, but I couldn’t bear to see fear in my mate’s eyes. The weight of her past amplified my struggle; everyone she recalls is gone, leaving me alone to reassure her. It’s a battle of my words against her fading memories, an agonizing challenge. The doctor’s words echoed in my mind, leaving me with a heavy heart. There was no time frame for this, no definitive end in sight. All I could do was hope that once we returned home, things would improve. But the thought of not being able to sleep beside her, to feel t
Renna I felt the warmth of his lips, a surge of sparks coursing through my veins. The sensation was exquisite, unlike anything I had ever experienced. It ignited a fire within me, spreading throughout my entire being, making every inch of my body feel hot and alive. The intense feeling travelled downwards, settling between my legs, creating a pulsating desire I had never known before. As I slowly opened my eyes, I heard a faint beeping sound, blending with the gentle sunlight that streamed through the partially closed blinds. The room seemed to come into focus, revealing an incredibly handsome man before me. His strong hands gently cupped my cheeks as he showered my face with kisses. My heart raced, confusion flooding my mind. Who was this man? Where was Ethan? Feeling a surge of panic, I instinctively pulled away from his touch. His eyes widened slightly, a flicker of hurt flashing across his face. “Who are you?” I rasp, my voice hoarse and strained. He slowly withdraws his hands