LOGIN🕷️ Vaerion POV
The throne room smelled of polished stone, old banners, and fear carefully hidden beneath ceremony.
King Edric sat where kings were supposed to sit.![]()
🍃 Arria POVFenrir held my gaze for a moment longer.Then his aura shifted.My parents rose, and for several seconds, the only sounds in the room were their ragged, heavy breaths.I had seen Fenrir do this a few times by now, but this time, it felt different.My father had once been my shield.Now he was the one I needed protection from.Too many lies, I reminded myself.The thought helped me hold on to my strong facade.“You’ve changed,” my mother said quietly.It wasn’t an accusation but a statement.Fenrir would have said nothing.But I wasn’t him.I was angry and vulnerable, and he would protect me regardless.“You did this,” I told her. “Both of you.”I drew in a deep breath, preparing myself to say the words aloud.“You hid my identity. You sealed my wolf. You let me believe you were dead. And when I was at my weakest, you left me in the hands of a man who hurt me—”“No. No, Arria. It wasn’t like that—” she interrupted hurriedly.I didn’t let her continue.She had no right to a
🍃 Arria POV My father. He looked the same as before. There were perhaps a few more gray strands in his hair, but that was all. Except for the worry in his eyes. He wasn’t sure I would go to him. I glanced at Fenrir beside me. He simply let go of my hand. It was encouragement enough. I crossed the three steps separating me from my father in an instant, and then I was caught in the familiar bear hug I had grown up with. His scent enveloped me, and somehow, for the first time, it all felt real. “My little girl,” he said, his voice tight and his hold on me even tighter. I smiled against him. “You’re back, Daddy,” I murmured. “Yes, I am,” he confirmed. “We both are.” Then his left arm released me just long enough to pull my mother into the embrace too. Her arm immediately wrapped around my waist, and I slipped mine over her shoulders. A family hug, I thought. A long-overdue wish of mine. Something I had believed I’d lost forever. It felt good. Really, really good. Lik
🍃 Arria POVI closed the front door behind Fenrir’s back and stayed still for a moment longer, making sure he would not hear what was to come.Then one low whimper left me, and the tears started.I slid to the ground with my back against the wall, pulled my legs against my chest, hugged them, and lowered my face over my knees.I crumbled.My parents were alive.They are alive, I repeated.I had not cried back then.I could not hold it now.The relief that they were all right was so overwhelming that my body trembled with the silent cries leaving me.Five minutes, I told myself.Then I would be strong again.I would go back to being logical and one of this gathering’s leaders.But now...Now I let myself feel it.Everything that had been crushing me for so long.All the emotions flooding me at once.So I cried.I cried aloud.Just for a moment.Or so I thought.Then the door suddenly opened.My head snapped up.He took one glance at the empty room, then at me.Without saying a single
🌘 Fenrir POV She fell asleep immediately after she came undone around me for the second time. I was still deep inside her, keeping her naked body tight in my hold. “Mhm,” she sighed in her sleep. She was uncomfortable with my size. Sleeping like this—while I was buried deep inside her—was going to help her get accustomed to it faster. Or that was the plan. Her constant shifting over the last ten minutes had made me hard again. She tried to pull away from the pressure, still half-asleep. I slipped my hand from her bare stomach down between her thighs and pushed her back fully onto me. The image of her bare pussy, without a single hair on it, was still messing with my mind. No wonder we had snapped like that earlier. She had looked so smooth. So tender. So soft. Three hours, I thought. That was enough. I was going to make it good. Ten minutes later, she was already moaning, arching, and clamping around me. “You tricked me,” she complained breathlessly after another w
🍃 Arria POVMy hand flew down, and I covered myself.I was wet,I realized.He growled loudly.The sound shook the walls.
🍃 Arria POVI kissed him back, pulling at his lips while he owned my mouth and tongue.And because it was him, because I trusted him, I slipped my other hand under his arm and raised it above my head as he had instructed me.Now they were both where he wanted them.
A year later. Sixteen. The age when a wolf answers. The clearing was filled once again. Torches circled the altar. Warriors lined the perimeter. Children were lifted onto shoulders. My father’s voice carried across the gathering. “Tonight, our future steps fully into her power.” Cheers erupte
The moment my feet left the edge, the world fell silent. There was only wind. And peace. For one fragile heartbeat, I was free. Like a bird. Then something slammed into me from behind. Arms. Hard. Unforgiving. The impact hurled me sideways instead of down. Wood splintered. Something inside m
Chapter 6 The whip lay coiled on the stone bench beside Aron. For a moment, no one moved. The evening air felt colder than it should have been. The courtyard walls trapped the silence, pressing it down over all of us. I wanted to scream. To tell them how unfair it all was. How none of it had ev
5 days later When I arrived, the yard was empty. The laughter that usually greeted me was gone. Inside, the children were sitting in rows behind desks while an instructor stood in front of the room. “Extra lessons,” one of the caretakers explained when she noticed me standing by the door. “The







