Chapter: 75 ****** ALTAIR: Days had passed since I last saw Talon, and the memory of waking up in his bedroom lingered vividly in my mind—the remnants of my unconsciousness from losing too much blood still fresh. Recovery had come swiftly; I returned before curfew, and the next morning, I felt as if I hadn’t lost any blood at all. I moved through the day with buoyant spirits, yet an undercurrent of longing pulsed beneath my composed exterior. After classes that afternoon, a surge of anticipation coursed through me as I made my way to the training ground, eager to see my vampire again. But when I arrived—my stomach still pleasantly full from a hearty lunch at the Howling Hearth—I found only Murray waiting, his usual training gear in place. Talon was nowhere to be found. As the training session unfolded, I feigned focus, but my mind drifted incessantly, circling back to thoughts of Talon. I pushed myself through drills, each movement mechanical, my heart heavy with his absence. T
Chapter: 76 ****** ALTAIR: I had left the Pack's manor, my home in flames for the sake of Talon but all I could focus on was Talon lying before me. His body, though battered and healing, radiated a warmth that pulled me closer. I had nearly lost him, and the thought alone sent a wave of anguish crashing over me. I had fought tooth and nail, faced my own fathers, attacked my Birth Omega, and set the manor ablaze—all for him. As I knelt beside him, the storm of emotions swirling within me erupted into a torrent of desire and urgency. I reached out, my fingers brushing against his cheek, tracing the contours of his face as if committing every detail to memory. “You’re here,” I murmured, my voice breaking. “You’re alive.” Talon’s gaze met mine, and in that moment, the world outside faded into oblivion. “I thought I wouldn’t see you again,” he confessed, his voice trembling as tears welled in his eyes. The vulnerability he displayed tugged at my heart, and I felt my own tears threat
Chapter: 77 ******* ALTAIR: Talon’s words hung in the air, a witness to the bond we shared. The weight of everything we had endured crashed over us, but in this moment, all that mattered was the two of us. I pulled him closer, our bodies pressing together as I felt the heat radiating off him, igniting a fire deep within me. Our lips met again, but this time the kiss was deeper and more urgent. I could feel Talon’s heart racing against my chest, matching the rhythm of my own. The world around us faded completely, leaving only the intoxicating scent of his skin and the taste of his mouth. I craved him—every part of him. My hands roamed over his body, exploring, caressing, and memorizing every curve and contour. I felt the muscles in his back tense under my touch, and I reveled in the way he responded to me, each sigh and gasp fueling my desire. I wanted to worship him, to show him just how precious he was to me. “Are you sure?” I asked my voice a low murmur filled with urgen
Chapter: 78 ******** ALTAIR: As the passion surged between us, I felt a shift in the energy of the room. Talon’s eyes sparkled with a mix of desire and determination, and a playful smirk crossed his lips. “Your turn,” he said, a hint of mischief in his voice as he pushed me gently onto my back. I laughed softly, the thrill of surrendering to him igniting a fire within me. With a swift movement, Talon positioned himself between my legs, his gaze intense and filled with a pang of primal hunger. “You’re not the only one who can take charge,” he murmured, his voice low and sultry. I could feel my heart racing as he leaned down, brushing his lips against mine. The kiss was electric, igniting every nerve ending as his hands explored my body, fingers trailing along my sides and over my curves. It felt intoxicating to be at his mercy, to know he was just as eager to take the lead. His hands moved with purpose, grasping my thighs and spreading them apart as he settled himself against
Chapter: 79 ****** TALON: I stirred awake, a pleasant warmth enveloping me, but my arm was numb, pinned beneath something soft and comforting. With a grunt, I shifted slightly, trying to free my arm without disturbing whatever had taken residence on top of it. When my eyes finally opened, I was greeted by the sight of Altair peacefully sleeping, his face relaxed and serene. A gentle smile played on his lips even in slumber, and my heart swelled at the sight. I couldn’t help but smile back, feeling a rush of affection. Altair looked so peaceful, so beautiful, and I felt incredibly lucky to have him beside me. Carefully, I leaned in closer, pressing soft kisses on his cheek and forehead, unable to resist the urge to shower him with affection. “Good morning, sleepyhead,” I murmured, my lips brushing against his skin. He stirred slightly but didn’t wake, and I took the opportunity to plant a flurry of kisses across his face, from his nose to his jawline. It felt like a perfe
Chapter: 80******TALON: As I stepped out of the shower, still reeling from the whirlwind of passion we had just experienced, I noticed Vale slipping into one of my shirts. It was a simple black tee, but it was clearly a size too small for him, clinging to his physique in a way that sent my heart racing all over again. The fabric accentuated his strength, and I admired how effortlessly he masked his wolfish nature, presenting himself as entirely human before me. “Wow, you look amazing,” I remarked, a playful smile spreading across my face as I walked toward him. Vale shot me a grin that brightened the entire room, his eyes dancing with mischief. “Really? I feel a bit… snug,” he replied, tugging at the hem of the shirt.I laughed, warmth swelling in my chest. I reached out to adjust the collar playfully, planting a quick kiss on his cheek before he led me into the living room.“Sit,” he said, gesturing toward the piano with a mix of lightness and authority. I complied, sinking into
Chapter: 81 ******* TALON: As he worked, we exchanged playful banter and shared glances filled with unspoken affection. Vale danced around the kitchen, chopping vegetables with precision and stirring pots with a grace that made it look effortless. I was completely enthralled, watching him pour his heart into the meal just as I had poured mine into the song. “Why did Virgil turn red?” I quipped, trying to lighten the mood. “Why?” Vale asked, glancing over his shoulder with an amused expression, his hands still deftly moving as he sautéed the vegetables. “Because he couldn’t get the image of Vale in his shirt out of his mind!” I delivered the punchline with a dramatic flourish, laughter bubbling up inside me. Vale rolled his eyes playfully but couldn’t hide the smile that broke across his face. “You’re driving me crazy,” he said, shaking his head. “Don't make me stop cooking and throw you across this counter, rip your clothes off, and ravish you like this meal I’m preparing.” “W
Chapter: 82*******VALE: I watched as Virgil fell deeper into sleep, the rise and fall of his chest soothing to me. His hair, dark and tousled, framed his face beautifully. I brushed a lock behind his ear, my fingers lingering on the silky strands, feeling the warmth radiating from his skin. “My rogue,” I whispered, kissing his forehead softly. Reluctantly, I untangled myself from his head, careful not to disturb him. The urge to carry him was overwhelming, and as I lifted him into my arms, I felt the familiar rush of protectiveness surge within me. He fit against me perfectly, a comforting weight that made my heart swell. I began to walk upstairs, every step deliberate as I relished the closeness.But as soon as we reached the bedroom, a familiar scent enveloped me—woodsmoke and rain, a fragrance that was unmistakably Virgil’s, even in his current form. It was a scent that went beyond the normal boundaries of my senses. As a vampire, he wasn’t supposed to have a distinct smell, ye
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Chapter: 145 ***** PART THREE AND THE END…. “Come,” Arion said, rising to his feet and gesturing for me to follow. He led me toward the Mirror of Eternity mounted on the wall. “Look,” he instructed, pointing into its depths. A swirling cloud of smoke filled the mirror, gradually taking shape to reveal my Virgil, deep within the forest behind Elysium, where he often went for his hunts. “This was the moment you asked me to watch over him while you fulfilled your vows to the Goddess. That night, he saw me by the river. He didn’t recognize me, of course, but he spoke to me. It was at that moment I realized he had perceived my presence. He shouldn’t have been able to see me unless I revealed myself, yet I never did, and still, he saw me.” I stepped closer to the mirror, placing my hand against the cool surface where his image lingered. Arion turned to me, his gaze intent. “Do you know what he said to me that night?” I shook my head, turning my full attention to him. “He sa
Chapter: 144 ****** PART TWO: Virgil gasped as Vale's tongue lapped vigorously as his exposed velvet heat. The strange sensation caused Virgil to writhe and moan, leaning closer to the mattress and holding his ass higher for his wolf to continue his oral assault on his tender hole. It wasn't long before saliva started to drip down Virgil's thighs, the Vampire was a slave to his own body. "Please... More!" He found himself begging as he looked back at his giant white wolf. Slowly, Vale began to shift but Virgil was lost in his own world to notice this until two fingers slipped into his mouth and he sucked on them, wetting them, moaning as more of Vale's taste seeped into him. Then the fingers were taken from his eager mouth, and Virgil was going to protest their loss when he cried out as they were pushing deep inside him, curling to stroke over his gland roughly. “Ngh... P-Please…” Virgil begged, his voice trembling with desperate need, prompting a deep chuckle from Vale.
Chapter: 143 ****** EPILOGUE PART ONE: ***** Once in the bedroom, Vale leaned against the door, his presence commanding and intoxicating. As Virgil stepped down, the air thickened with the heady scent of Vale’s strong pheromones, wrapping around him like a warm embrace. It ignited memories of that first, wild rush of desire, sending shivers down his spine as he recalled the way he had once lost control, surrendering to his own touch. A soft smile played on Virgil’s lips, a blend of confidence and vulnerability, as he approached the edge of the bed. With Vale still poised by the door, a silent guardian of their shared tension, he began to undress, each movement deliberately slow and tantalizing. The fabric slipped away, revealing skin that glistened under the dim light, and Vale’s gaze roamed hungrily, filled with a fierce longing that made Virgil's heart race. In that charged atmosphere, the world outside faded, leaving only the two of them, electric and raw. Vale's eyes
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Chapter: 142 ****** THIRD PERSON: The air in the bonding hall was thick with anticipation, the soft glow of candlelight flickering against the stone walls, casting dancing shadows that seemed to echo the hearts of those gathered. At the front of the room, the Elder stepped forward, his presence commanding yet soothing, drawing the attention of all who were present. With a gentle but firm voice, he began to anchor the ceremony. “We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two souls who, through trials and tribulations, have found each other. Their love has stood strong against all odds.” His gaze swept across the assembly, each face reflecting the warmth of shared joy. “Today, we witness their sealing—the binding of two souls, different by blood and Kin, yet entwined by love. It is a sacred bond, a fate joined.” The Elder raised his staff high, its tip adorned with intricate carvings that glimmered in the candlelight. He pointed it toward the moon-shaped window abov
Chapter: 141 ****** THIRD PERSON: “Are you ready?” Dirk asked his presence a comforting reminder of the love and support that surrounded Talon since his Uncle accepted him and forgave him, even amid familial discord. Talon nodded, a genuine smile breaking through as he turned back to his father one last time. “I’ll be okay,” he reassured, stepping toward Dirk. The man had transformed over the years, treating Talon with a kindness that felt like a continuous effort to make up for the many lost years between them. Talon deeply appreciated his uncle’s efforts and the love he offered; it was something he had longed for throughout his life. Despite having a father now, Talon’s bond with Dirk remained unchanged. No matter what, Dirk would always be the only family Talon truly knew. “Dad!” The exuberant voices of his children rang through the air as they burst into the room, their faces alight with joy. At thirteen years old, they were a whirlwind of energy, and Talon’s hear
Chapter: 140 ****** THIRD PERSON: The RiverBay Pack buzzed with excitement, the air thick with anticipation as the Bonding celebration approached. In the farthest wing of the Manor, Talon remained secluded, locked away for three days, immersed in the necessary rituals, the only people he saw during this time were his uncle and the omegas who attended to him. He could feel the weight of the hours pressing against him, each moment drawing him closer to the one he longed to see—Vale. Even Altair who roamed around his head with each breath he took, was locked out. The ache of missing his soulmate gnawed at him, a reminder of their shared connection that surpassed time. Dressed in a sleek black bonding attire, Talon admired his reflection in the mirror. The fabric clung to him, elegant yet tantalizing, hinting at the form beneath while maintaining an aura of mystery. His chest tightened with a mix of eagerness and anxiety as he recalled the whirlwind of change that had swept throug
Chapter: 139 ***** TALON: ("Are you aware that she’s manipulating you, or rather, manipulating Helios?") Altair’s voice sliced through my reverie, prompting a smile as I gathered the children and guided them toward their bedroom. It was essential to soothe their spirits so they could find peace tonight. Helen accompanied me until we reached the children's room, but it was Liam who broke the silence first. “Can we stay in your room tonight?” he asked, his voice still tinged with the remnants of tears, soft and fragile. Without hesitation, I nodded and redirected our path toward my own bedroom. Once inside, I tucked the twins into bed, remaining by their side until their breathing steadied into sleep. Helen had slipped away earlier, leaving just me and the children in the quiet room. With them finally at rest, I turned and stepped out onto the balcony, settling into a chair as I gazed up at the luminous moon. “I apologize for keeping you restrained while she was hurting