AdashaA low growl rumbled in his chest, and in that moment, he couldn’t hold back any longer.With a sharp, smooth motion, he thrust himself into me, and I gasped as relief washed over me, followed by a new wave of anticipation.My world narrowed to the feel of him—his heat, his rhythm, the way he filled every part of me.Nothing else mattered. In that moment, I was his, completely.“Fuck! You’re ready,” Kai groaned, his voice deep and guttural, a raw expression of his desire.He began to move, his thrusts wild and unrelenting. Each motion filled me completely, every inch of him claiming me.I could feel him everywhere, his presence overwhelming and consuming in the best possible way.“Next time,” he teased between breaths, his lips curving into a wicked smile, “you’ll remember how good it feels with me buried inside you—and you won’t lie about missing me.”His words sent a jolt of heat through me, adding fuel to the fire already raging within.Kai knew my body as though it were his
Randy"Alpha Redwolf said he’ll look into it," Abraham’s voice rumbled through the phone, steady but tinged with an edge of weariness.As the head of the Alpha Council, his words carried weight. They should have brought me relief. They didn’t."However," he continued, his tone deliberate, "he’s prohibiting your men from entering his territory to question his people. Instead, he’ll handle the investigation himself. My advice? Wait for his response and avoid doing anything rash. We all know how Malachi can be."He sighed, the sound heavy with the burden of countless disputes and resolutions.I clenched the phone tighter, forcing myself to stay composed."Very well, then. Thank you for making it a priority. I look forward to a favorable outcome." My words felt hollow, like a desperate formality to end the conversation.But Abraham wasn’t done."Do you know anyone who might want to harm her—or you?" he asked, his voice sharp now, probing.A chill crawled down my spine. "Why do you ask?" I
RandyJacob didn’t return until nightfall. I remained in my office the entire day, tethered to the space like a man awaiting judgment. I didn’t dare leave, just in case swift action was required.Normally, I would have closed early, eager to rush home to my wife. But she wasn’t home anymore.The apartment, once warm with her presence, now felt cold and hollow, a cavern of memories that twisted the knife of regret deeper with each passing second.Staying there had become a form of torture—my own mind, my worst enemy.The past haunted me relentlessly. Every mistake I’d made played on an endless loop: the things I should have done, the words I shouldn’t have said, the love I should have shown.Regret clung to me like a second skin, a constant reminder of my failures.I should have cherished her. Loved her. Protected her.If I had been the man she deserved, maybe she’d still be here. But I’d let paranoia, jealousy, and fear poison everything.Now, all that remained was the hollow shell of
RandyJacob and I entered the interrogation room, the air thick with tension. Marvin and Lois sat chained in silver, their faces a mix of defiance and fear.Marvin looked worse for wear, his bruised face a testament to Jacob’s fury.Knowing him, I could only imagine the lengths he’d gone to while tracking them down—and the frustration that had driven him to this point.I couldn’t blame him. I might have done the same.What should have been a straightforward situation had spiraled into chaos, all because of their selfishness."Alpha Olsen! Alpha Olsen, look at what Beta Osborne did to me!" Marvin cried out, his voice grating and pitiful.Jacob let out a low growl, his annoyance brimming just beneath the surface."If you hadn’t run—if you hadn’t forced us to chase you halfway to hell and back—I wouldn’t have had to beat your sorry ass," Jacob snapped, his words laced with scorn."Do you have any idea what you almost caused? What Draco would’ve done if he found Westerners trespassing on
Randy"I swear that’s the truth," Marvin said, his voice shaky, eyes pleading for mercy. I turned to Jacob, my expression unreadable."I’ll give you some time to think it over," I said coldly, releasing the chain in my hand. It clattered loudly, a sound that seemed to echo Marvin’s faltering confidence."In the meantime," I continued, my voice firm, "you’re going to tell me everything about how you adopted my wife. I want to know why you adopted her, which Alpha sanctioned it, and whether you’re still in contact with the people who gave her to you."I shifted my attention to Lois, her nervousness written all over her face."I’ll give you a chance to answer, Lois. And believe me, what’s about to happen to your husband for lying to me will happen to you, too, if you don’t start talking."Her eyes widened in terror, but the weight of my words didn’t seem to fully register until two guards stepped into the room, their presence commanding and grim.They moved with quiet efficiency, their i
RandyI could see Lois was nervous, her hands trembling as she wiped at her tear-streaked face. But I didn’t interrupt her.She needed space to speak, to breathe.She knew she had no other choice—she had to tell the truth, and she knew it."The woman told us she could help us adopt," Lois began, her voice quivering. "She said there was a child available… but the child wasn’t in the system. I didn’t ask why."She paused, her gaze darting to Marvin before lowering to her lap."I guess… I guess my desperation clouded my judgment. She told us she could arrange everything—papers, custody—all of it. There was only one condition." Lois swallowed hard."We were never to return to the southern border. Ever."Her voice faltered, and she wiped her eyes again."At the time, it didn’t seem like much of a condition. We weren’t from the south. We had no ties there. It felt like such a small thing to agree to."I watched her intently, every word she spoke deepening the gravity of their situation."It
Randy"So, you decided to reach out to your regional Alpha—me—and offer her to me for a fee, as if you were some bounty hunters," I said coldly, my voice cutting through the heavy silence."That way, you wouldn’t get in trouble for it… right?"Lois didn’t answer. She didn’t have to. Her silence was confession enough.The memory burned fresh in my mind.They’d offered her to me as if they were doing me a favour, presenting her as though she was a prize to be claimed.To them, she wasn’t a child—they saw her as a way to avoid danger and even profit. After all, the Twelve Families’ prerogative was clear: eradicate the Mad King’s bloodline at all costs.Adasha was no ordinary child. She was premium prey, a direct descendant of the Mad King himself.But when I laid eyes on her, everything changed.I knew, in that moment, that I couldn’t let anything happen to her. Not her.Instead of handing her over to the council, I did something I thought was right at the time.I paid Marvin and Lois mo
RandyMarvin’s tears flowed freely, his face a mask of despair. He knew—knew deeply—that he was in immeasurable trouble with me.He had violated our agreement, shattered what little trust I had given him, and, worst of all, placed a target squarely on Adasha’s back.If she hadn’t run away, none of this would have unraveled. I wouldn’t have needed to arrest Jason, wouldn’t have discovered the full extent of their treachery.These two were evil—loyal to no one but their own selfish interests. Adasha was no longer theirs.They had sold her to me years ago, and now they had tried to sell her again.They weren’t just failures—they were scum. Fraudsters. Betrayers.There was no excuse for what they had done.I shifted my gaze to Lois, who was trembling as she cried, and motioned for her to continue. I needed every piece of information before I decided how to act."Jason tried to get Marvin to tell him who the person was," Lois said, her voice shaking as she spoke. "But Marvin refused. He sai
KaiMay’s recounting of those events had left me angry and bitter, and now, that anger was bleeding into the room.These men wanted to cling to old fears and twisted truths, but I wasn’t going to let them use those lies to justify another injustice. If they wanted to push the matter, they’d have to go through me—and they all knew what that would mean.“Kevin broke a rule. Had he followed the law, that menace wouldn’t have been unleashed on him and his family. It’s Kevin’s fault,” Linus said sharply, his tone dismissive.His words barely had a moment to settle before Randy growled, the sound low and menacing.“This is a very stupid and time-wasting meeting,” Randy said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade.“I support Malachi on this one. This woman isn’t a direct descendant. She’s his people, and he has the right to decide what to do with her. This relentless hunting of Moonchild descendants is nothing but cruelty.”He leaned forward, his expression dark, his passion evi
Kai"Coming to the second subject matter," Abraham continued, his tone taking on a sharp, accusatory edge as he fixed his gaze on me."This one ties directly to you, Alpha Malachi. It concerns your blatant disregard for an agreement made by the Twelve to ensure the safety of our people."I stiffened, already anticipating where this was headed."You have a moonchild in your employ," Abraham said, his voice heavy with judgment. "And you refuse to allow us to carry out justice as agreed."The room grew tense. Randy shifted in his seat, his entire demeanour changing. For someone who had remained uninterested during most of the meeting, he suddenly seemed unnervingly alert.His eyes darted to me, and I could feel the intensity of his gaze, his interest in this subject palpable."A Moonchild in your employ?" Randy asked, his voice laced with curiosity and suspicion.His sudden engagement struck me as odd, considering he had barely spoken about the rotation issue earlier. I glanced at him, w
Kai"Thank you, Alpha Bouras, for receiving us on such short notice," Abraham continued, his tone measured but with a weight that demanded attention. "I won’t waste time getting to the matter at hand.There are two issues we need to address: the original issue that brought us here and a new one that arose two days ago."He paused for a moment, letting the room settle into silence before continuing. "The original issue is one we’ve discussed quietly for some time—the fact that leadership remains concentrated among only three families.Suggestions have been made to rotate leadership among all the families to create a balance of power."Murmurs rippled through the hall immediately, discontent brewing in hushed tones. Before anyone else could speak, Draco was on his feet, his voice cutting through the noise like a blade."And have lazy, unfit alphas ruling regions in the name of equality?" Draco scoffed, his disdain clear.He leaned forward, his presence filling the room. "Leadership has
KaiDraco was already seated at the venue when we arrived, so there was no need for formalities or separate greetings.The space was set with the Twelve in mind—a show of hierarchy and exclusivity.Twelve high-backed chairs loomed over the rest of the room, reserved for the leaders of each family. Below them, simpler chairs were arranged for the betas accompanying us, a stark reminder of the power dynamic in play.This wasn’t a gathering for outsiders. Even those who had brought their lunas were required to leave them behind—either at the hotel or in the private rooms Draco had prepared. This meeting was as exclusive as it was intense.Abraham was present, as expected. His family’s long-standing place within the Twelve made his attendance inevitable.He wasn’t just a member—he was the chairman of the council, a figurehead whose presence commanded respect, whether or not you liked him. His sharp eyes scanned the room, his aura calm but unyielding, like a predator patiently observing it
Kai“What would you do if he decided to surrender, Kai?” Darius asked, his voice steady, probing. We had just checked into the hotel suite. I met his gaze, unsure of where he was going with this.“If he chooses to relinquish, what then? You know as well as I do, it’s a crime to go after his life once he surrenders. But that look in your eyes every time his name comes up—it's pure hatred. Murder.” His words hung in the air like a challenge, forcing me to confront the truth. He wasn’t wrong.The rage inside me felt like a living thing, twisting and coiling every time I thought of Randy. Every time I thought of the marks he left on Adasha.“He marked her in the most painful way,” I said, my voice low, raw. The weight of those words was suffocating. Every scar, every tear she had shed, was etched into my mind. Randy hadn’t just hurt her physically; he’d carved his cruelty into her very soul.Darius stepped closer, placing a firm hand on my shoulder.“And you will heal her heart, Kai,” he
KaiLeaving Adasha behind to head north felt like wrenching a part of myself away.I wished more than anything she could have come along, but the stakes were too high, and Randy’s presence meant I needed to figure out the situation before making any move. It wasn’t just the uncertainty that gnawed at me—it was the fact that we were heading straight into Draco’s territory.That alone was a storm waiting to happen. I had to make sure she stayed safe, far from the chaos of the Twelve. With May and Mirabel by her side, I could breathe a little easier, but not much.Gabriel was left in charge, and I trusted him to keep her secure—especially with Ingrid in the house, lurking like a shadow in the dark. Magnus, on the other hand, was a gamble. He’d already let me down once, and while I was giving him another shot, my faith in him was thin. Too thin.The drive north was endless, a slow grind through open stretches of nothingness. The thought of returning the same day felt laughable, especially
AdashaMay sighed deeply, the sound heavy with unspoken thoughts. I could tell she had something important to say, so I stayed silent, giving her the space she needed to speak. I knew her well enough by now to understand that if I pushed, she might retreat into herself.After what felt like an eternity, she finally broke the silence.“I need to discuss something with you, Miss,” she said, her voice tinged with urgency.Her words immediately grabbed my attention, but it was what followed that made my stomach twist uneasily.“In fact, this is the only reason I’m glad to be back,” she continued, her tone edged with resignation. “Even though I know… the situation is temporary. I might be arrested again.”My chest tightened at her words.She had piqued my curiosity, yes, but she’d also sparked a flicker of worry.May had always been kind to me, but she had never crossed the line into something personal.Her manner had always been one of quiet professionalism, her kindness warm but distant.
AdashaIt hadn’t been long since I’d returned to my room after a long day of sightseeing with Mirabel when a gentle knock sounded on the door. The soft rap was hesitant, almost uncertain.It couldn’t be Kai—this was his room, and he could enter anytime without needing permission. I doubted it was Mirabel; she rarely knocked unless it was something urgent. And it certainly wasn’t Laura, not while she was locked up.Ingrid was another possibility, but after this morning’s debacle at breakfast, I couldn’t imagine her approaching me so soon.“Come in,” I called out, curiosity tingling at the edges of my thoughts.The door opened slowly, and to my surprise, May stepped in. She looked freshly showered, her hair still damp and falling softly around her shoulders.Her uniform was crisp, and her posture was composed, but her presence felt lighter—like someone who had just cast off a heavy burden.I blinked in surprise. “May, you’re back,” I said, my voice tinged with excitement. I hadn’t expec
Kai “That night…” May began, her voice barely audible, weighed down with grief and hesitation. “Families came to check the baby, to see for themselves if she was truly gone.” She spoke with a wariness that hinted at the pain these memories carried, her words slow and deliberate. “She was blue in her cot, unmoving. They were satisfied. They believed she was dead, and so they left.” May’s hands trembled slightly as she clasped them in her lap. “I was given the duty of burying her,” she said, her tone thick with sorrow. “Emmanuel Westwood didn’t take it well. He couldn’t even bear to look at her. He would have protected his granddaughter if there had been any hope, but to him… she was gone.” She paused, taking a shaky breath before continuing. “Austin refused to touch the… the body. He was devastated. So, Emmanuel tasked me with the burial. It fell to me to lay her to rest.” Her voice cracked, and she wiped at her eyes, the tears falling freely now. “She was such an innocent baby. S