Hazel MooreI didn’t need to be a genius to figure out that I wanted Rowan. Morana has warned me that mate pull can grow stronger day by day, and it made a lot of sense. My developing feelings toward Rowan made more sense to me. Our desire to mate was taking over. It was why I was constantly aroused
He moved his hand from the side of my head to my knees. Then he stroked inside my thigh, traveling up, almost touching me.“Tell me you want this, Hazel,” he said.“I want this. I want you. I always want you.”He cupped my pussy. His finger teased along my slit, grazing across my clit.I gasped. Sur
Rowan Ambrose.We didn't return home.I tucked back some of her hair. I was still deep inside me, and I didn’t want to leave. Not ever.“That was … amazing,” she said.“I didn’t expect that to happen.” I replied. “That's why it was even better than I imagined.” She replied. “You imagined this?” I
Rowan Ambrose. I watched Adrian glance at Morana before turning to me. I could sense that something was wrong. Morana hesitated before looking at me. "What is it?" I asked,“Please remember that we are here for you, brother. We also know that … putting off the inevitable isn’t good. Trust us. We
The pack was also there. There was a reason they were not milling around. They were close to the town square, watching.I turned as I heard Morana approaching.“Mor, what is going on?” I asked.“That is what I wanted to tell you about,” She said. “I’ve talked with Ive and with Seth, and I think this
Morana AmbroseI watched Rowan and Hazel hugging each other tightly. Rowan's glare was fixed on Seth, who stood there with a surprised expression. I couldn’t help but smile and glance at Adrian. "Our plan was successful," I murmured.Adrian nodded, his eyes twinkling with pride. “It seems so.” Adri
Adrian BlackthroneEvery day is peaceful and filled with love. Morana and I have grown closer than I ever thought possible. I can't stay away from her; I always find ways to touch her and feel her warmth. Our connection is intense, an insatiable hunger that drives me to her again and again. The pass
Morana Ambrose. As I walked through the corridors of the pack hospital, I noticed the way people were treating me."Luna," they greeted with polite nods and smiles, their voices filled with respect.It still felt strange, this new title and the weight of responsibility that came with it. But I smil
“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