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Castel Moonvale POV
“Castel, I am happy to see you here today.”
I shake because I know that big voice. I stop writing on my papers and look up fast. Cedric Nightfang stands right in front of me.
He is the dad of Kieran Nightfang, my old mate candidate.
Kieran is okay, but he is from three years ago. His dad is a huge, handsome alpha. He is super tall and strong. He looks like a real supreme alpha leader that can take care of anyone. I think he is very great.
“Hi Cedric Nightfang, I do not know you work in this Alpha Dominion Tower.”
“Now we both know,” he says, and the skin near his eyes gets small lines. “When did you come to this Mooncrest Business Division?”
“I started yesterday.”
“Is Beta Commander Tobias Silverclaw nice to you? I hope he does not make you work too hard.”
“No, he is very nice to me.”
“Good. If he makes you sad, tell me. I am his boss.”
“Oh, thank you, Cedric Nightfang.”
We look at each other and do not say anything for a bit. It feels strange.
“Well, Castel, it is good to see you. Do a great job today.”
“You too. It is good to see you.”
He walks away down the room. Now I think about Kieran and my chest feels bad. I remember the dark night we stopped trying to be mates.
He wanted to do grown-up things in his ride. My clothes were coming off and he touched me. It felt good, but then he wanted to go all the way. I said no because I am not ready. He kept pushing me and I said stop. He got mad and drove me back to Amara’s Moonwood Cottage. He did not say bye. He just sat there like a mad baby until I got out.
He sent a text after one hour to say he is done with me. Then he never talked to me again.
That is three years ago. I do not care now. I am happy he is gone. I do not date any boy since that day. I have my young moon wolf training done, I got this job, and soon I will have enough to live alone. I am a twenty-one-year old boy who never did it with anyone, and I am fine by myself.
Kieran is gone. He is not important. But why does his dad have to be the boss here?
Cedric Nightfang was always nice to me. I know he liked me. Sometimes I think he liked me more than his own son.
I am happy to see him. But he is my boss’s boss. This is crazy.
Cedric Nightfang POV
“Those eyes are very green and pretty.”
I look at Castel and I cannot stop looking. He has big eyes with dark lashes. He looked up at me and I fell right in.
Kieran is stupid. This boy is great. He is handsome, smart, and super sweet. His body is so good. I think about him a lot.
I do not feel good saying this, but when he was with my son, I thought about those green eyes. I wanted him to look at me like that while I hold him close. I wanted him in my bed, against the wall, on the floor, everywhere. When I was with Helena Frostmoon, I thought about his face and his body. She knew it too.
“Cedric, you are different today,” Helena Frostmoon said after we were done.
It was true. My marriage was bad then. I was bored and she was far away. We did not love each other anymore. One year later she left this Nightfang Residence, and I did not cry. I felt happy.
It is a year and a half now, and I do not touch any wolf since she left. I do not see anyone I want.
But seeing Castel today makes my heart go fast. I want him. That body, that face, those eyes.
Michael Jackson sits back in his big wooden chair inside the Alpha Council Hall, watching Joe Hale laugh at something Brandon Jackson just said, and his inner wolf growls very deeply. Michael starts planning how to take away Brandon's hunting land and ruin his power in the Shadowclaw Territory so the other wolves won't follow him anymore. It will only take a few suns to mess up Brandon's pack resources and make the grand assembly look down on him. Michael cannot take away Brandon's birthright shares in the Moon Goddess Arena, but if he gets enough power over the territory, he can kick Brandon off this joint project and keep him far away from his omega."You cannot still remember that old moon cycle," Joe says, his eyes shining with happy light. "I was only a tiny cub!"Maybe finding a dark pack secret to blackmail Brandon would be much faster. No wolf has a completely clean fur history, not even the ones who act nice. Taking over a territory by force could take many moons, but breakin
"Why are you standing by the door so late, Joe?" Michael asks from the big bed, looking at his new mate with warm eyes.Joe steps inside the sleeping room of the Jackson Silverclaw Citadel, his heart hitting his ribs hard. "I am just tired from working at the Hale Wolf Riders Guild hall.""You are avoiding me because of what happened in the library," Michael says, setting his glowing screen down on his lap. He is not wearing a shirt, and his big chest muscles look super smooth and strong."I am not avoiding you," Joe says, but his face feels very hot. He runs his hand over his pants, feeling scared because Michael keeps holding him so tight every single morning, making his inner omega wolf go totally wild."You look beautiful when you lie, pup," Michael teases, leaning back against the wood."Why do you hate shirts so much?" Joe snaps, trying not to look at Michael's bare skin.Michael laughs softly, his dark eyes shining. "I have to wear heavy pack armor and capes all day for the alp
MichaelMichael pulls his new mate closer against his chest, loving how Joe cuddles up to him in his sleep. Joe's head rests right on Michael’s shoulder, and his long leg is wrapped over Michael's hip. Michael bites his lip and rubs his hand along Joe's thigh, his inner wolf feeling super happy and warm. Joe stirs a little bit, letting out a soft sigh, and rubs his nose against Michael's neck. Michael keeps his eyes shut tight and stays totally still as Joe begins to wake up. Joe’s whole body goes stiff when he sees how close they are sleeping.Joe gasps loud and sits up fast, making the fur sheets fall away. Michael can feel Joe staring right at his bare skin. Before Michael can say something funny, the tip of Joe's finger touches Michael’s hard stomach. Joe stays still for a second to see if Michael is awake, then he moves his hand higher. Michael forces his eyes to stay shut while Joe drags his fingers slowly across his chest. Michael's heart beats super fast from those soft touche
Michael"Why do you look away from me, Joe?" Michael asks as they step out of the Starwolf Watchtower.Joe faces the big silver carriage and his cheeks turn very red. He gets inside and stays very quiet.Michael sits right next to him. "Why are our parents here? This is supposed to be our secret night."Elder Luna Queen Katherine Hale smiles from the opposite seat. "Happy mating day, young wolves."Katherine Jackson nods. "Welcome to the Jackson Silverclaw Pack, Joe. Joseph and I are happy you are here."Joseph Jackson nods his big head. "This is a pack alliance. We have rules for this covenant.""Rules?" Michael frowns. "More rules from the Alphas?""The rules help your eternal moonmark grow," Katherine Hale says nicely. "The territory merger helps us all, but you must be happy too."Joseph Jackson clears his throat. "Rule number one. You must be true to each other. If one wolf strays, you lose the Frostfang Highlands and the Shadowclaw Territory. Everything goes to your brothers."M
MichaelMichael Jackson fixes his black collar and looks out at the small clearing in the Moonvine Labyrinth. Only a few chairs sit on the grass for the Hale brothers, his own parents, and Rebbie Jackson. Joe Hale made it a strict pack rule that no other wolves should know about this marriage, and Michael hates hiding his bond. If Tito Hale had not told him that a secret bond is easier to protect away from rival pack eyes, Michael would have called every single wolf in the Silverclaw Kingdom. Instead, he follows Joe's lead, keeping his inner wolf quiet.The sound of a lute starts playing from the trees, and the Hale sisters-in-law walk down the dirt path with soft smiles. Michael shifts his weight from one big boot to the other, his heart beating fast. He hopes the stubborn Omega has not run back to the Hale Moonkeep."Calm down," Randy Jackson whispers from behind him. "The boy is coming."Michael takes a deep breath. Joe appears at the end of the hedge path, walking slowly next to E
"Michael," Jackie Jackson says as he opens the heavy iron gate of the Silverclaw Citadel. "You need to put your focus on the gathering tonight."Michael Jackson looks down at the heavy black tunic and leather gauntlets that Rebbie Hale made for his Alpha ceremony. The ancient fabric feels rough but strong. He touches the wolf emblem stitched near his collar."I only care about how Joe Hale looks in his Luna garments," Michael says, his voice deep and steady. "He thinks he can hide his scent from me, but my wolf knows his heartbeat from miles away.""The Hale Moonfang Pack is already arriving at the Moon Goddess Arena," Jackie says, checking his pack-link device. "Elder Luna Katherine Hale wants everything done before the full moon peaks. Do not make her wait."The heavy oak doors of the citadel hall swing open with a loud thud.Jermaine Jackson walks into the room with a wide smirk on his face. "The Hale brothers are trying to test our boundary lines near the Starwolf Watchtower. Tito
CASTEL MOONVALE"Still sleeping like a pup who chased too many rabbits last night."I slip out from under Cedric's arm, his warmth clinging to my skin like morning mist. He mumbles something about the moon and rolls over, dead to the world. The silver light filters through the enchanted window cove
Castel Moonvale POV“Thank you so much for the great meat, Cedric,” I say as we walk across the Moonfang Courtyard. I put my arm inside his big arm. He looks at me and feels surprised, but he smiles back. I feel very safe with this elder alpha lord.“Thank you too, Castel,” he says. “I usually eat
Castel Moonvale POV“Hey Castel Moonvale, why are you still here at this Moontrail Station with the other Moonhaven Travelers?”I jump up because Cedric Nightfang is right there.“The sun is going down and my work at the Alpha Dominion Tower is done.”“I can take you in my ride if you want a lift t
Michael's POV"Teach me more," Michael pleaded.Miles’s skin was flushed, his eyes bright with a mix of satisfaction and an undeniable, lingering hunger. Michael reached down, slipping his hand beneath the waistband of Miles’s underwear to stroke him. He was hard, yet there was a softness to the to







