I jolt upright in bed, my heart hammering in my chest. Sweat drenches my skin, the remnants of the dream clinging to me like a second skin. I push damp hair from my face and blink into the darkness. It was just a dream… just a dream.
But my body aches, a need stirred within me that I hadn’t realized was there. I blame Gaia. Seeing her with Ansel today reminded me just how lonely I’ve become. Even before I lost the baby, Braden was always working. I convinced myself he was preparing for our child’s arrival, but after… after we lost the baby, he threw himself into his work, into anything but me. Its not just sex I want its everything enough to apparantly dream about a total stranger I'm not even convinced is real.
I feel a tightness in my chest, the dream slipping away, leaving only cold emptiness in its wake. I look down at my wedding ring, a symbol I once cherished, now a weight that fills me with nausea. But I’m not ready to take it off. I should take it off, it
As I step downstairs, the dim morning light greets me, casting long shadows across the cold, dark wood. The air feels heavy, and the silence almost hums with tension. Braden is already in the kitchen, waiting. He stands there in nothing but his boxers, as if he’s playing a game I don’t want to be part of. Seeing him now feels wrong, like a twisting knot in my stomach, making me feel queasy.His tattoos shift as he lifts his coffee to his lips, the muscles in his arm flexing. His dark hair is tousled, clearly from a sleepless night, and those piercing blue eyes follow my every move. A chill runs down my spine. I don’t like the way he’s looking at me—there’s something unnerving about it. I grab my own mug quickly, pouring coffee without meeting his gaze, and spin on my heel, ready to escape.“Claudia, wait,” he calls, and something in his voice makes me freeze.I turn, and suddenly he’s closer than I expected. Before I can react, he leans down and kisses the tip o
I bring Ansel his whiskey, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind my ear before stepping inside his office. Braden has just left, and I know Ansel must be feeling the weight of it all. As I expected, he leans back into his chair, fingers gripping the bridge of his nose, frustration written in every line of his body.He doesn’t move when he hears me enter, but his shoulders relax slightly, the tension easing. "I thought you might want this," I say softly, offering him the glass as I walk around his large wooden desk. The fire behind him crackles, casting flickering shadows across the room. The lamps are dim, just bright enough for me to make out the papers scattered across his desk and the glow of his laptop screen."Thank you," he murmurs, taking the glass from my hand. Our fingers brush, and my stomach flips at the contact. His gaze lingers on me as he takes a slow sip, the warmth of the whiskey tracing his throat as his eyes heat.A frown pulls at his face, and I act quickly, not wa
I lie in bed, caught in that liminal space between waking and sleep, tossing and turning as unfamiliar faces begin to swirl in my mind. One image solidifies—a woman with tattoos and bright red hair. I try to place her, wracking my brain, wondering if this is the woman Braden will claim as his wife.The scene shifts, and suddenly, I see the two of us laughing and talking, strolling across vast grounds I've never set foot on. A soft summer breeze tugs at my hair, carrying my laughter into the air as I listen to her say something amusing. I blink, shaking the images from my head, rolling over onto my other side. My eyes dart to the bedroom door, which I’ve taken to locking—something I never used to do. But ever since Braden came into my bathroom uninvited that night, I no longer trust him.I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to sink deeper into the pillow. I just want to sleep, to escape. But now, another figure invades my thoughts—a man. I see him clearly as he bounces me on his knee, my you
I meet Gaia at Gail’s after dragging myself from the house. Braden doesn’t say a word to me, but I feel his eyes follow my every step as I leave.Gail’s sits in the heart of the pack, its crooked roof and weathered stone exuding charm, the scent of freshly baked goods wafting through the air. As I step inside, the warmth wraps around me, chasing away the lingering chill from my skin. I head straight to our usual table at the back. It’s private, offering a clear view of everyone else sipping coffee and eating pastries, while keeping us somewhat hidden. I keep my head high as I walk through Gail’s, nodding politely to the pack members I pass. They don’t know, I remind myself, over and over.Gaia is already seated, two steaming mugs of hot chocolate waiting—topped with marshmallows and whipped cream. There are also two colossal pastries on plates. She bounces up from her seat as I approach, her long, wild blonde hair pulled into a high ponytail. She’s effortlessly chic in jeans, knee-hig
I chat with Gaia a little more as we eat our sandwiches. The cheese toasties here at Gail’s are the best—gooey, savory, and packed with flavor. Mine is a delicious mix of cheese, chicken, and kimchi. Gaia's is piled with salted beef, macaroni cheese, and pickles. “That’s not all,” Gaia whispers, focusing on her sandwich as a string of melted cheese hangs down to her plate. “Ansel is going to mark me.”“Really?” I blink, surprised by the news. After what I overheard when I eavesdropped, I hadn’t expected this. Gaia narrows her eyes, studying me curiously, so I plaster on a bright smile. “That’s fantastic news! It’s about time—it’s taken him way too long,” I say with a cheerful tone, hoping my excitement sounds genuine. She shakes her head and relaxes. Phew, I think, relieved that I got away with it.“I know, but since I’m having his child, it feels like the right time. He’s going to mark me tonight… while we’re trying,” she adds, blushing a deep pink. I can’t help but snicker at her em
The morning light streams through the curtains, illuminating a bright sky and sun. Of course, the weather would be perfect on the day I need to speak with Alpha Ansel. I stare at the chandelier, unmoving. I’ve been like this all night, lying so still, watching shadows dance across the ceiling, that my limbs are stiff. I should just get it over with. Ansel will be in a good mood after last night, after all. I wrinkle my nose at the thought. I’m happy for Gaia, but… ugh.I dress quickly, slipping into a formal black skirt and silk blouse, pulling my hair up before adding a necklace and bracelet. I slide on sheer tights and step into black heels. My signature red lipstick and a touch of mascara complete the look. Maybe if I look like myself, I’ll feel like myself. I grab my coat and head out, catching a beam of light under Braden’s office door. His voice is low, probably on the phone. I don’t know why he’s up so early and I
“Right.” I force my eyes open wider as he continues. “Once the marriage is annulled, I think it best you find somewhere else to stay. A clean break will be better for everyone.” Ansels deep voice booms as I swallow down the rising nerves settling in my stomach. “Where am I supposed to go?” I ask, feeling my shoulders sag under the weight of it all. I just need a glimmer of hope.“I’ve thought about this. Gaia would gladly let you stay here, but that would send the wrong message to the pack. I can’t take in my Beta’s ex-wife. I need to show solidarity with Braden for the good of the pack. You will survive this Claudia,” he says with a sympathetic pat on my knee. For the good of the pack. I'm so sick of hearing that. As much as I hate it; Braden is Ansel's beta and it would send the wrong message for me to stay here. Everyone would assume Ansel had taken my side in our seperation. I had just given the circumstances I thought Ansel would show me more sympathy to this particular situatio
Running from Ansel’s office, I nearly collide with the maid outside. Was she eavesdropping? She gives me a dismissive huff, then strides off as I hurry down the long corridor, hearing another enraged roar echoing behind me. I really shouldn’t have said that. I definitely pissed off the Alpha. Where is Gaia? I burst through the front door, stumbling down the steps as the cold bites into my skin, jolting me with a fresh wave of dizziness. Running after losing so much blood probably isn’t the best idea. The chill in the air cools my clammy skin, though, making me feel a bit steadier. My heel catches on a raised root, nearly twisting my ankle. Whoever said running in heels was easy… lied.I stop, pulling off my shoes and tossing them aside. At least the frozen ground is solid enough to walk on without sinking into mud—so much for presenting myself with any dignity. I can almost picture Bradens disspointed face as I walk barefoot home. A sharp snap of a branch makes me whip my head around,
Epliogue Part 2Thirty Years LaterToday is the day Grey finally moves out of the castle. My youngest is ready to explore the world on his own. None of the other kids have moved far, not really. But this feels different. This is him leaving. He won’t be under our roof anymore. And even though we have centuries together, it doesn’t make this any easier. My heart still aches at the thought of his absence echoing through the halls.What doesn’t help is the fact that Gaia and I both believe his mate is her daughter, Summer. Which means he’ll be hours away from us, living at the New Moon Pack. Gaia and Reid are thrilled at the idea. Honestly, I sometimes suspect Gaia’s been nudging fate with her magic… except her spells have no effect on Summer, and Grey never seems to react to any of Gaia’s not-so-subtle hints that they should mark each other.Summer and Grey have been inseparable since they were little. Every year, we’d spend the summers with the New Moon Pack, or Gaia, Reid, and Summer w
Epilogue Ten Years LaterThose years with Braden feel like nothing more than a distant memory. There was a time I couldn’t imagine being happy or free like I am now. That’s not to say the nightmares don’t still come—those nights I jolt awake in a cold sweat, heart racing, lungs gasping for air as if I’m still trapped in that hell. But all it takes is a glance into the storm-grey eyes of my mate, and the past fades like smoke. I’m here. I’m safe. It’s over.The last ten years pass in a blur. It’s only when our son arrives that I truly feel the weight of all the children I lost. Pregnancy, as joyful as it is, terrifies me. I dread something going wrong, haunted by the possibility that Braden’s poisons still lurk in my blood, waiting to strike. That's really when the nightmares came once again. The birth is… intense. I’d like to say it went smoothly. But Leo, on the other hand? I see clumps of his thick dark hair littering the hospital floor by the time the nurse is telling me to push.
Things are finally settling down and becoming normal again. Leo and I work hard, but we play hard too. It’s exactly how I always pictured my life would be when I was younger—only now, it’s my reality.“There you are, baby. I’ve been looking for you.”I’d know that voice anywhere. Every hair on my arms and along my neck prickles to attention. My stomach drops.“No… no, you’re dead.” I whisper because it's the only thing that makes sense. I spin around, heart thundering in my chest. He stands there—Braden—his dark blue eyes gleaming with a sinister glint, his wolfish grin carved across his face like a predator who’s already won. I know that look too well now. Nothing good comes from that look. He strolls toward me, each step slow, measured, powerful. I stumble backward until the wall presses into my spine. My breath stutters. It doesn’t make sense. He’s dead.He stops just in front of me, reaching out to toy with a strand of my hair. His fingers are deceptively gentle until they tight
I feel a squeeze on my hand as silence creeps in, thick and heavy like a storm about to break. Even Erin glances our way, her eyes narrowing as if she can see straight through me—like there’s a neon sign on my forehead flashing the word Lycan.The crowd shifts subtly, a ripple through the mass of bodies. I follow it with my eyes until I see him—a man at the back moving with unnatural smoothness, like a shadow cutting through the haze of murmurs and hushed breathing. One of the guards. I recognize him; he usually works the front gate, stopping intruders from ever getting this far.He’s coming closer. Step by step.My pulse thunders in my ears.Should I pull Claudia behind me? Should I shift? Should I fight?I count the seconds, heart pounding, my beast snarling just under the surface. Claudia’s grip tightens on my hand—iron strong. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.The man climbs the stairs to stand before us. My beast pushes forward, hackles rising, claws itching to tear through
We’ve called a pack meeting, and nerves twist in my gut like a coiled serpent. Claudia told me to come clean—about who I really am. It’s not that I don’t want to. This has been my pack for years; it’s my home. I know these people. I trust them. They’ve had my back through everything. But knowing I’m a lycan means other packs might come for us. They always do. No one likes someone stronger, faster, who heals quicker than the rest. Envy breeds discontent, and I don’t want to paint a target on my back—not when we’ve finally found peace. Not when we are about to have a family. At the same time, we need to explain what’s happened—why Gaia and Reid have left the Blood Moon pack, and why we’ve both been missing for the last few weeks. I’m getting ready now, trying to tame my hair from where Claudia’s fingers pulled at it through the night. I smooth down my shirt, ensuring it’s pressed just right before tightening my belt.Claudia appears in the doorway, her long, dark hair cascading like in
She sucks me deep, taking me into her throat with a moan that vibrates through my entire body. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive head, lapping up the precum already leaking from me. Her hand works in perfect rhythm with her mouth, pumping and twisting as she sucks me off like it’s the only thing she’s ever wanted to do.“Fuck, love,” I growl, my hands tangling in her hair as I thrust into her mouth, fucking her face with a desperation that matches her own. She gags slightly but doesn’t pull away, taking every inch of me like a fucking champion. The heat of her throat squeezes me, and the pressure coils tight in my gut, my balls heavy and aching.But she’s not done yet.She pulls off my cock with a wet pop, her lips swollen and shining with spit as she crawls up my body. Her tits brush against my chest, soft and maddening, leaving streaks of heat on my skin. She kisses me deep, and I taste myself on her tongue—salty, musky, and so fucking her. She reaches between us, guiding my co
We make it back to the Blood Moon pack in record time. Claudia falls asleep early into the car journey, with Erin joining her shortly after. Erin snores the entire way home, the sound sharp and grating, but it keeps me awake.It may have taken us a long time to get here, but I know now—nothing is going to come between us again. We are having a pup. Something I hadn’t dared to dream of, especially so soon. After everything Claudia has been through—every miscarriage, every tear, every ounce of pain—I had no expectations. I was happy just having the two of us for a while. But now? Now, everything is different.It does put a slight hitch in my plans, though. I need to check the library to see if it’s still possible. I want to change Claudia into a lycan. It’s a grueling process and there are risks, but after the time I spent away from her—after how Braden altered her mind so she no longer recognized me—I can’t risk anything like that happening again. More than anything, I want time with h
The BBQ goes well — the pack loves Gaia, and maybe they always have. She’s been here from the beginning, after all. She is one of them. With Reid by her side, I know that whatever lingering trauma she carries, he will be there to catch her if she stumbles. The two of them are annoyingly cute together.Leo’s arms are wrapped around me as the five of us settle into the quieter part of the garden, drinks in hand, our bellies full — probably more than full. I swear we’ve eaten twice our body weight. The smell of smoked herbs and charred vegetables still hangs in the air, making my mouth water despite the feast. And I’m eating for two now, so there’s always room. At least that is my excuse.“I think I’m going to like it here,” Reid muses, scratching his chin. Gaia is draped lazily across his lap, gazing at him like he’s hung the moon itself. He toys with her wild hair, curling it around his fingers, and the two of them look so achingly content it almost feels like we’re intruding.“I guess
There is a pack BBQ being set up in the garden of the Alpha mansion. The intricate bushes, towering trees, blooming flowers, and the gentle trickle of the pond all add to the loveliness of the day, but there is a hum beneath it, something stirring beneath the surface. To my surprise, Gaia is already in the thick of it, directing where the marquee and BBQ station are to be placed. She even has a few guards digging up part of the garden for a hog roast, their shovels biting into the earth with sharp, rhythmic thuds. There’s a pep in her step as she waltzes through the preparations, her eyes scanning every detail to make sure the decorations are just to her liking.I can’t help but wonder if everyone in the pack is secretly relieved now that Braden is gone — or if Gaia is using her persuasion magic to ease them into the transition. I can’t be sure. The energy feels too smooth, too compliant. But perhaps I am overthining it. When she spots me walking across the lawn, she runs toward me,