Adrian Blackthrone.The next day, I sat at the head of the table in my office, the air heavy with tension and anticipation. My inner circle was gathered. My gamma, Derek, sat to my left, his eyes serious and focused. To my right was Zane, whose concern for Morana mirrored my own. Sullivan, a trusted
Adrian Blackthrone. I was in my room, the dim light casting long shadows on the walls, deep in thought about Adrian and his unwavering support since the day he rescued me from Elliot. The memory of that night still haunted me, but Adrian had been my anchor, helping me navigate through the aftermath
Hazel MooreAs I finished my shift at the pack hospital, exhaustion settled over me, but it was nothing compared to the weight of guilt that burdened my heart. The hospital corridors echoed with haunting memories of betrayal and fear.I stepped out into the cool evening air, my mind still reeling fr
Hazel MooreI was in my room, the familiar walls closing in on me as memories of my brother and mother swirled in my mind. The weight of their absence pressed down on me, and tears flowed freely down my cheeks. The grief was relentless, an ache that never seemed dull.My mind drifted back to Ethan,
Morana Ambrose.After having dinner, I returned to my room, the weight of my conversation with Hazel settling heavily on my shoulders. Closing the door behind me, I leaned against it for a moment, feeling the sadness wash over me. Hazel and Rowan, two people I loved dearly, were both hurting, and th
Morana Ambrose.Adrian immediately pulled back, concern flooding his golden brown eyes. "Morana, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice gentle but urgent. He moved away, giving me space, his hands held up in a gesture of reassurance.I scrambled to sit up, my body trembling uncontrollably. The room spun
Adrian BlackthroneThe next morning, I woke up early, my mind still reeling from the intensity of what I did to her body. Her moans, the taste of her, every moment replayed in my head, driving me to distraction. I couldn't shake the memory, and it made focusing on my work almost impossible. Every th
Adrian BlackthroneI wanted to be gentle, but fuck gentle, and I kept thrusting my tongue into her wet, slippery pussy. Morana’s moans grew louder and louder, wave after wave of pleasure hitting her. I squeezed her pussy, and she was so slippery against my palm that it took everything I had not to s
“Exactly,” Morana said, her eyes sparkling with determination. “We’ll teach them to be brave, to stand up for what’s right, and to love fiercely.” After dinner, we moved to the living room, the kids nestled in our arms. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, filled with the soft glow of lamps and the s
I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, feeling as if we were the only two people in the world at that moment. “We did this together, Morana. Always together.” “Hey, you two lovebirds!” Rowan called from the doorway, a wide grin on his face. “Hazel wants to know if you’re ready for a family di
Adrian Blackthrone. Years later. I paced anxiously in the hallway of the hospital, outside the delivery rooms, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Her cries from inside of the room make me feel more anxious. Today was a day we had both anticipated and dreaded—the day our liv
Adrian BlackthroneI heard it—a heart-wrenching cry that cut through the silence like a blade. “Adrian! Adrian!”My heart shattered at the sound. It was her voice, raw with pain and desperation. I woke up and pushed myself up. I glanced at the sword pierced into my chest and slowly pulled it out. M
"A test?" Adrian frowned, his brows drawing together. "What do you mean?"Selene’s eyes softened, and she gestured toward the waterfall. "Walk with me."He followed her, the pups padding alongside them as they made their way toward the water’s edge. The sound of the falls grew louder, a calming pres
A heart-wrenching cry from Morana echoed across the battlefield, so profound and full of despair that it felt like the earth itself wept in sorrow. The sound cut through the chaos, louder than the clashing of swords and the roaring of wolves. For a moment, everything stopped—the hunters, the witches
Morana Ambrose. I was on the verge of losing consciousness, slipping into the dark void that was beckoning me with open arms. But through the haze of agony, I could make out the witches surrounding me, their voices raised in urgent chants, their hands glowing with the raw power of magic. They were
This couldn’t be happening. Not now.Through the haze of pain, I heard Adrian’s voice in my mind, a desperate command, but I couldn’t understand it. The bond between us was crackling with urgency, but the pain was too overwhelming, too all-consuming. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t think.Adrian howled
Morana Ambrose. My breath came in short, desperate bursts as I dodged another blast of black magic from Carlisle. His eyes glowed with malice, dark energy radiating from him in waves as he sent another spell flying toward me. He somehow gained more dark magic Adrian was beside me, his massive lycan