Cecilia POV"Of course, I object!" I hadn't expected that on the very day Vahn Bollen returned, he would present such an audacious and preposterous proposal."I don't care if you object. I will still take Freeda Lawlor as my wife." Vahn tugged at his shirt collar, his voice growing increasingly impatient and sharp. The apologetic look on his face has also vanished. "Of course, you will remain the Luna of Thorn Pack—as long as you fulfill your duties and abide by the rules.""Even if I consent, what you propose is unlawful. No Alpha is permitted two wives—not even the Alpha King would dare such a thing." I met his gaze with icy defiance before settling back into my chair and pouring a cup of Cinnamon black tea. Some werewolves dallied with others even after finding their mate, but purely physically. Anyone caught marking multiple mates faced exile, relegated to the life of a Rogue. This fate spared no one, not even the Alpha King of Valdora."I won't mark her, so technically, it
Cecilia POVI stared into the mirror. My red curls cascaded around my shoulders, set off by the simplicity of the white suit dress that hugged my voluptuous curves with both sensuality and subtlety."Wear this tonight." Pearly offered a necklace with a lotus pendant crafted from rubies, draping it around my neck. The red lotus was emblematic of the Lotus Pack, once led by my father.Pearly was not only have inherited her mother's amazing cooking skills, but also possessed an unmatched discerning eye for. As a child, while I sparred and trained with my brothers in the woods, Pearly preferred dealing with all sorts of fabrics at home. Sometimes, she would create flowers out of cloth that were so real that one could barely tell they were made from fabric.Together, we made our way to the banquet hall. I swung the doors open and scanned the room, taking in the faces of Vahn's family and the 16 key members of the Thorn Pack seated at the long tables.During the era of Vahn's great-gran
Cecilia POVSome werewolves would have sex with other werewolves or humans even after they found their mates. However, they would usually close off the link between them and their mates before doing so. Otherwise, it was kind of sex live show to their mate, and it would also cause their mate intense pain. Clearly, Vahn was using this as a form of retaliation against me.Right now, even with a whole floor between us, I could hear the two of them moaning and groaning. Every thrust into her pussy was a stab to my chest. If I were an Omega or Beta, I would not have the ability to close off the link with my Alpha. I might even faint from the agony. Thankfully, my strong Alpha blood gave me the power to fight against Vahn.Once the bond was severed, Nana growled with a desire for revenge against Vahn. I didn't stop her this time. Following their scent, I stormed to their room and kicked the door open. Before they could react, I snapped photos of them with fervor."What are you doing?"
Cecilia POVBefore I moved to Thorn Pack, my mother, Aria Dunn, warned me about the challenges of being a Luna.With great power came great responsibility.The Alpha needed strength to command the pack's loyalty, while the Luna had to use her wits to earn their respect. Managing people was an art form. It required a keen understanding of who was trustworthy and who was not.Shortly after my arrival at the Thorn Pack, I had Pearly gather gossip from public places like the market and the bar about Vahn and his family. As an Omega, Pearly was better positioned to earn people's trust. Many in the pack were aware of Rosie's past actions of murdering the pregnant woman back then, but they were too fearful to speak openly."Backstabbing bitches!" Pearly exclaimed, stomping her foot in frustration. "What can we do now? Are we just supposed to watch as they get married?""Check the flights to Black Stone for tonight," I instructed, taking a bite of the apple pie Rosie had brought. It tast
Julian POV"Is the ceasefire agreement with the Rogues signed?" Hogan Grant, my father and the Alpha King of Valdora, asked, lifting his head from a stack of documents."It has been signed, but…" I hesitated. The situation surrounding the battle in the northwest felt off to me.All of the Western Wastelands belonged to the Rogue King's pack. They had been at war with us for over half a century. Their persistent conflict with us seemed driven by a desire for Valdora's natural resources. They had the upper hand the entire time we battled over Ashfall in the northwest, yet they were the first to suggest a ceasefire. "Julian, it's just the two of us here. Speak your mind.""After Vahn and Freeda's surprise attack, the enemy immediately proposed a ceasefire. Could this be a trap? They've won the last three battles." "Regardless, it's a relief that the war might be ending. No one wants to be in conflict."I nodded and handed him the signed agreement. "Forgive the intrusion, My Kin
Julian POV"You want me to annul the marriage between Vahn and Freeda, don't you? Have a seat." Hogan gestured to the chair beside me.Cecilia looked at me in surprise, clearly taken aback. She seemed exceedingly shy and reserved, probably because she did not want to discuss her private matters before a stranger. "This is my son, Julian. He's just returned from the battlefield. Don't mind him; just speak your mind without hesitation," Hogan said before turning to Ben. "Have the servants bring her some coffee."Cecilia took a seat beside me. A subtle fragrance of lotus blossoms mixed with the scent of morning dew drifted my way. Describing a wolf's scent was always challenging; it was something best experienced firsthand. For werewolves, love often began with finding the other's scent appealing."You misunderstood me. I'm not here to stop their wedding. I am here to ask that you annul my mate bond with Vahn.""Annul your mate bond?" Hogan asked, clearly stunned by her request.B
Cecilia POVI had seen photos of Julian before on werewolf forums. His long black hair was typically swept back into a simple ponytail. His dark green eyes and beard made him appear more mature than his years. Unlike the glamorous and elegant princes of fairy tales, he looked more like a cold-hearted and fierce warrior.In a world where strength was prized, Julian was undoubtedly the ideal mate for many young werewolves.Seeing him in person, I realized he was even taller and more muscular than his photos suggested. He was at least 6 feet 2 with shoulders and a chest so broad that it looked like one could draw out the nation's map on them. As I stood next to him, I could detect a subtle scent of mint and ebony, which was surprisingly pleasant and refreshing.Despite his rough exterior, his voice was deep, gentle, and smooth, offering a calming and reassuring presence.I now understood why so many women were captivated by him.However, I hadn't expected to discuss my personal matt
Cecilia POVWhen I woke up the next morning, I pulled open the curtains to find the sun shining bright outside. My phone had run out of battery, and as I plugged it in to charge, I noticed it was already 10.00AM. I had several missed calls—five from Pearly and two from Vahn.I quickly messaged Pearly and then rushed to freshen up and get dressed. As I was about to leave, I bumped into a maid."Good morning, miss. Mr. Grant asked me to prepare a set of clean clothes for you," she said."There's no need. Where is he now?" I asked, intending to let him know I was leaving. This was my first night away since getting married, and I had no idea what kind of mess awaited me when I returned."He left early this morning for work. He also asked to be notified once you woke up."I realized I didn't have his phone number, so I asked the maid for a pen and some paper. 'Thank you for your help yesterday. I need to head home. Take care! From, Cecilia.'I folded the note into a paper crane and