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-Roman-It wasn’t how I had imagined my mate confessing her love for me. In my mind, I pictured us in bed together, simply enjoying each other’s company, loving each other’s bodies, and having a wonderful day. Instead, I found myself in this room with her, holding the very knife she would have used to kill one of the lycans who had taken her family from her.“What?” I asked her.Ana had tears in her eyes, which slowly trailed down her cheeks as she groaned and began pacing in front of me. I watched her, hearing the lycan outside walk by, blissfully unaware. At least he was safe from her—for now. But that wouldn’t last. Once I uncovered the truth, they would all be punished.“I grew desperate for it to happen fast,” she said, focusing on me again. “I became so desperate because I wanted a life with you. I wanted it to begin!”“It hasn’t begun?” I inquired, confused.“It has… but…”“But you’re still stuck in the past.”“I just needed to find a way to move beyond it. I needed to… to get s
-Anastasia-Ronan was still mad. Even after our intense mating and marking, he remained furious. Now that we were connected through his mark, I could really sense it—like a burning fire coursing just beneath my skin.“Shit… Roman,” I murmured, the intensity of his anger almost painful.“I need more,” he whispered in my ear.He pulled out and turned me around, lifting me up so that I balanced on the back of the couch. Then he thrust back inside me, not taking it slow despite our earlier intensity. Roman held me tightly against the couch as he moved his hips, driving deep and hard into me.“Fuck!” he groaned, his breath hot against my ear. “You have no idea how angry I am—and how hungry.”I leaned my head back and moaned, swaying with him, barely able to focus on his words while he made me feel so incredible.“I’m sorry…” I finally managed to say.“Not fucking enough,” he growled, fucking me harder.My whole body shook with his powerful thrusts, and then he was coming again. Usually, he
*Warning: Another flashback, can be hard to read for sensitive readers*-Anastasia-“Take her!”I was being handed over to smaller arms, but I still felt their strength. It was chaotic and dark. I couldn’t figure out what had happened. One moment, we were laughing and running around with the other kids. My brother was nearby, joking with his friends, so happy. We were all so happy. But now screams filled the air. “Run, Tif! Just run!” my father urged.“But—” My father silenced my mother with a kiss, then took off as my mother sprinted with me toward the house. She wasn’t as strong as my father, and I was a big child now. She couldn’t carry me for long. My mother let me down, and we raced through the house, her hand gripping mine. We dashed through the rooms, blood splattering us both by the time we reached my bedroom.“Luna!” I heard someone call my mother’s name, and a woman appeared in the doorway before she was pulled out with a loud scream. I looked up at my mother, scared, but sh
-Anastasia-“You actually made this?” Roman looked at me in shock as he tasted the food I had prepared. I chuckled softly. This morning, I had woken up earlier than him, determined to make him breakfast.“I did,” I replied with a smile. “I’m not a horrible cook, you know.”I took a bite of my food and smiled back at him, feeling a wave of appreciation through our bond. Sometimes, it’s the small gestures that mean the most. We ate in a comfortable silence, but when we finished, I pushed my plate away and turned my attention fully to my mate.“Can we talk?” I asked.“About what?”“About how you barely speak to me or even touch me.”“That’s not true,” he said, meeting my eyes.“It is. It’s been three days since the party. You said you forgave me, but it doesn’t feel that way…”“Ana, that’s not true. I do forgive you.”“Then why won’t you touch me?” I questioned, surprised by the desperation in my voice.Roman smiled, but I rolled my eyes playfully.“Come here.” He pulled me onto his lap,
-Roman-Ana walked into my office one morning, a smile lighting up her face. She had been waking up with a smile lately, and I would like to think I was largely responsible for that.“Hey,” she greeted.“Hey,” I replied.She walked over and plopped down onto my lap. A joyful giggle escaped her lips as she kissed me, and in that moment, everything felt perfect.“What are you working on?” she asked.“Thinking.”“Thinking?”“I’m trying to figure out how we can find proof to put away the lycans who hurt your family.”“I’m guessing a single witness isn’t enough,” she murmured.I shook my head. “Plus, you were a child experiencing traumatic events. People could easily claim you mistook them for someone else.”“I didn’t, though,” she said firmly.I caressed her back, offering a reassuring smile. “I know. I believe you.”“You questioned me too, saying it could have been werewolves.”“I know, but I feel what you feel now,” I replied. “It’s like I’m inside you.”“Okay, that sounds a bit creepy.”
-Roman-I guided Ana into a faster pace, watching the pleasure swirl across her face. Fuck, she looked incredible like that—lost in ecstasy, so caught up in the moment that she didn’t care I was on the phone at the same time. She covered her mouth with a hand as she began to shake and come all over me, and I did my best not to groan.“Am I ruining the honeymoon?”“Something like that,” I managed to get out between gritted teeth.“I’m back,” he said.“Good for you. Don’t fucking call me again,” I replied.He just laughed, clearly undeterred by the fact that he was interrupting my fun. “I know you missed me!”“Not really.”I was far too busy with other matters, so I held the phone away from my ear and moved closer to Ana.“Move faster,” I told her. “I’m so close.”She smiled teasingly and began to ride me faster, gripping my shoulders tightly and taking me faster.“Roman!”“Yes! Yes… still here,” I groaned.“Perfect! When should I meet the queen?”“Never. We’re busy.”“Oh, hilarious.”I
-Anastasia-I was excited to finally meet the only real relative Roman had. I had dressed up in a nice black dress with long sleeves and put on some makeup. My hair was down, and I wore heels. I wasn’t sure if I was overdoing it, but I wanted to make a good impression. Shane was very important to Roman. That much I knew. After getting ready early, I headed downstairs for a quick lunch when the doorbell suddenly rang.I looked at the door, puzzled. I didn’t think his cousin would arrive yet, especially with the pouring rain outside. The doorbell rang again, so I shrugged and went over to answer it. As soon as I opened the door, Daphne stormed inside.“Eh… come in?” I said, surprised.“Ah shit, I got caught in that stupid storm!” she exclaimed, shrugging off her jacket and hanging it up.“And welcome! Please, make yourself at home,” I joked.She turned to me, looking almost apologetic. “Sorry, I really just had to get out of my house. The only place I could think of was here.”“Here? Not
-Roman-“I’m sorry… what?” I asked, my heart racing as Daphne sat in front of me and Ana.“I…” Daphne looked away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.“Engaged?” I repeated, stunned.She couldn’t meet my gaze, and I understood why. How could she keep this from me?“I thought it made sense,” she finally explained.“To get engaged to someone you’ve never even met?” I shot back.“Well, I almost married someone who I knew wouldn’t love me!” she countered, her voice rising defensively.I stared at her, taken aback, and Daphne quickly looked away again, guilt written all over her face.“Sorry… It’s just that… we are past that,” she murmured.“Or are we?” I challenged.Ana glanced between us, concern etched on her face. I could only guess what she was thinking. This had to be shocking for her as well. We had been sitting in the living room, enjoying some snacks and drinks, when Daphne finally opened up. But I was still trying to wrap my head around this engagement.“We are,” Daphne insiste
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-Daphne-Two years later.“Jackson?” I called as I walked into my mate’s office. We often spent time together in this space, but I had woken up late today. He lifted his head and smiled at me, his expression brightening as I entered.“Hey,” he replied, his smile growing wider the closer I got.I walked around the desk, grinning playfully. As he reached for me, trying to pull me closer, I playfully moved away, leaving him looking puzzled.“Can’t I touch you now?” he chuckled.“Not yet.”“Oh, are we playing?”“Yup, my own little special game," I admitted.“Is that the game where you tease me mercilessly with your mouth and tongue?” he asked with a smirk.“No," I replied.“Where you strip and drive me crazy?”“Nope.”“I’m getting confused now,” he said, making me laugh. “What kind of game are we playing?”“A guessing game," I revealed.“Okay,” he replied. “Is there a prize for me to win?”He smiled mischievously, and I nodded.“I’m all in, then," he said.“Tell me the first thing that com
-Jackson-Daphne had her fears, but after I recovered and her parents received a proper sentence locking them away for years, she stepped up to the role of luna. I had never seen her flourish like this before. It was as if a hidden side of her had been waiting to emerge, ready to show what she could truly accomplish. We offered the pack members a choice, and almost everyone preferred to merge rather than remain independent.Daphne and those who chose to join her moved to our territory, but she still retained ownership of her parents’ former land and house. She made it clear that anyone who wanted to stay could do so, but they would remain under both our control. Everything was going great between us.I watched from a distance as my mate returned from a late run. Daphne smiled brightly as she saw me on the porch, and I pulled her closer, kissing her deeply.“Hey,” I whispered.“Missed me?” she chuckled.“Very much. We hardly do anything but work lately,” I admitted.“Yeah, what else sho
-Daphne-Jackson had to undergo minor surgery, but the doctor assured me he would recover quickly. It wasn’t long before he woke up, and all of us were there for him. His eyes found me first, and he smiled sweetly.“Hey,” he whispered.“How are you feeling?” I asked.“Sleepy.”“Yeah, the drugs are wearing off slowly.”“Mmm, wonderful,” he murmured.Jackson’s parents moved closer, and I let them have a moment with him as I motioned for Roman to follow me out into the hallway. We stopped a little further away from the others.“I can’t believe they did this,” I said, my voice low but fierce.“How do you want to handle it?”“I want them in jail until they die! If I weren’t such a peaceful person, I would hunt them down myself and end them!”Roman smiled at me, a proud look on his face. Confused, I glanced at him.“What?” I asked.“I just never heard you speak about them like that before.”“Yeah, well, they haven’t tried to kill my mate before. Those bastards!”He nodded slightly. “I will m
-Jackson-I was on the ground, bleeding and completely beaten. I had fought before—had my fair share of bruises and close calls—but this felt personal. The pain was different. I wasn’t sure how many had attacked me, but the unmistakable scent of lycan filled the room, signaling that these were no ordinary wolves. I had managed to take down one of them, who now lay motionless not far from me, but the others loomed above, and I couldn’t understand why they had stopped kicking me.But suddenly, the door opened, and I saw polished shoes approaching. Straining to keep my eyes open, I let them wander up to see Daphne’s father standing before me.“You’ve caused me a lot of problems,” he accused.I tried to speak, but all I could do was cough up blood.“I need to have you removed so I can bring my daughter home.”Hadn’t he already tried to ruin her with those rumors? Why would he want to kill me now?“She… is… mine,” I croaked.“Not for long.”I watched in horror as one of the others handed hi
-Jackson-Daphne was initially scared as we began to dance, but when I asked her what it mattered what other people thought, something shifted in her. She started to enjoy our night. I led her through two dances before we finally joined the party and began to mingle.Not many people wanted to talk to us, but I knew some individuals would never be swayed. They thrived on drama and reveled in the rumors, but we wouldn’t let that bother us. Daphne and I were happy together, and nothing could ruin that.“I see my parents,” Daphne mumbled as she sipped her drink.After a while, we had retreated to the bar to enjoy some time together.“You want to talk to them now?” I inquired.I knew it was the smart move, but Daphne shook her head.“Not yet.”“Well, how about you wait here while I go to the bathroom for a moment, and then we can face them?” I suggested.“Yeah, let’s wait a little. I’ll be right here,” she assured me.I leaned closer and kissed her before downing my drink, then I walked awa
-Daphne-Jackson came up behind me as I stood in the closet, fully dressed. He kissed my neck, filling me with a sense of calm and security as I felt his powerful body pressed against mine. I let out a soft moan as he kissed the mark on my shoulder.My dress was sleeveless and strapless, and my hair was up, making it clear to everyone that I was taken. I knew this pleased my mate immensely. It was a silent statement to anyone who dared to approach me. I squeezed his hands on my stomach before turning around to face him.“You ready?” he asked.“Not really,” I admitted.“Why not?”“I’m so nervous. I’ve never stood up to them before.”He smiled softly and kissed me. “You’re not alone.”I smiled back, finally noticing how incredibly handsome he looked in a suit. I ran my hands down his arms and back up, and I knew he noticed the shift in me.“Like what you see?”“Very much,” I confessed.“You look amazing too,” he complimented, making me grin wider as warmth flushed my cheeks.“I love you,
-Jackson-Later in the evening, as rain began to pour, my family gathered in one of the living rooms. It was just my parents, Daphne, Ana, Roman, and me. We sipped drinks, munched on snacks, and chatted, and I genuinely enjoyed being there with them. I loved them all so much, and when I turned to look at my mate, I felt it in my heart too. I was falling for Daphne.“So, when are you heading home?” I asked Ana.“Oh, you want to get rid of me that fast, huh?” she teased.We all chuckled.“Just asking,” I replied.“No, you’re trying to kick me out,” she teased.I shook my head, but she finally turned serious. “No, we’re going home tomorrow to start setting everything up for the party.”“It’ll be the party from hell,” Daphne said.“No, it’ll be fine,” Roman assured her.“Is there anything special we should be prepared for?” my mother inquired.“Just that my family can be mean,” Daphne said.“We all need to be confident and relaxed,” Roman advised. “It wouldn’t surprise me if the rumors hav
-Daphne-Roman and I walked side by side outside. Jackson and Ana had decided to spend some time together after Roman asked if he could have a moment with me. I was grateful he had asked because I had missed my friend and needed his guidance.“So, how is it going?” Roman asked.“It’s… good,” I replied, searching for the right word. Even “good” couldn’t fully capture how wonderful I felt.When Roman noticed the smile on my lips, he began to smile too. “You look better.”“Better?” I echoed.“Taller,” he said.“Yeah, Jackson brings out something in me,” I admitted, feeling a rush of warmth at how my mate was transforming me for the better.“I wish I could have done more for you,” he said. “Being my queen was supposed to be your escape, but then Ana appeared, and you had to go home again.”“Roman, I don’t blame you for loving her,” I assured him.“No, but I feel bad that I couldn’t do more for you, that I allowed them to turn you into that person,” he confessed.“That person?” I questioned