LOGIN“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.The funeral was brief yet heavy with sorrow, with a heavy cloud of grief and tension hanging over the pack. Benjamin and his wife had been well-loved and respected throughout the pack, and their loss was a sharp, cutting wound that would take time to heal. Pack members whispered amon
Adrian Blackthrone. I want her.Just for once.I want to fuck her so bad.The need was just too much. I want this for once. Please. I don’t know who I was begging, but the intense need was hard to control. My dick was twisting in my pants. Feeling the softness of her body. Her scent. She smelled li
"Morana," he murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. "What are you doing with that knife?" I swallowed hard, my breath catching in my throat as I struggled to find my voice. "I... I thought... I thought you were..." I stammered, unable to form proper words as his closeness
The events of last night were heavy on my mind and made me struggle with a lingering fear and vulnerability. Elliot’s behavior and his declaration still run through my mind. I stayed home today, surrounding myself with the familiar warmth of my house. I woke up in the morning with Adrian by my side.







