Mag-log inBack at the rehabilitation facility, chaos had taken over completely.
Too many berserkers had broken loose. Ferals slammed against the last barricade the staff had built, claws and teeth tearing at the wood and metal. Screams filled the air as wolves fought for their lives. Shaina crouched on the floor, her body shaking. She felt weak all over. Since she arrived, not even one berserker had calmed down. She tried again and again, but nothing happened. “What’s happening? Why wonWhen Matthias stepped through the front door of the Redborne mansion that evening, the familiar warmth of home wrapped around him like a soft blanket. The lights glowed gently in the living room, and the faint scent of Shaina’s favorite tea lingered in the air. He heard her voice first, calm and focused, talking with Boren near the fireplace.A sharp pang of jealousy twisted in his chest. Boren stood close, speaking seriously while Shaina listened with her full attention, her hand resting lightly on the back of a chair. Matthias’s Lycan instincts stirred, possessive and protective, his aura flickering for just a second.But the moment Shaina saw him, everything changed.Her face lit up with that loving smile that always made his heart skip. She rushed toward him without hesitation, her steps quick and light across the wooden floor. “Matthias!” she called softly, her voice full of relief and warmth.She reached him and threw her arms around his neck, pu
Inside the Redborne Tower, Paloma moved like she owned the place.With twenty-three percent of the shares in her hands, no one could easily throw her out. She walked the halls with her head high, wearing tight dresses that showed off her body, smiling at employees as if she belonged there. Every day she tried to disrupt Matthias. She would “accidentally” bump into him in the corridors, brush her hand against his arm, or show up at meetings she had no right to attend.One afternoon, she followed him into his private office when the door was left open for a moment. She closed it behind her and leaned against it, letting her omega scent leak out slowly, sweet, heavy, and full of heat.“Matthias,” she purred, stepping closer. “You’ve been working so hard. You look tense. Let me help you relax.” She reached out, fingers trailing down his chest. “Remember how good it felt when I took care of you? I can do that again. Right here. I’ll get on my knees and worship your
The same day Liliana woke up, Clementine stayed right by her side.He helped her sit up properly, then slowly guided her out of bed. “Easy steps,” he said softly, wrapping one arm around her waist for support. Liliana’s legs felt like jelly at first, but she leaned on him and took small, careful steps across the room. They walked together to the garden just outside her window. The fresh air felt cool and sweet on her skin. Flowers bloomed everywhere, and birds sang softly overhead.“You’re doing great,” Clementine encouraged, smiling when she managed a few steps on her own. They sat on a stone bench under a shady tree. Clementine poured her a cup of warm herbal tea from a tray a servant brought. “Drink slowly. It will help you feel stronger.”Liliana sipped the tea, the warmth spreading through her chest. “Thank you, Clementine. You’ve been taking care of me this whole time.”He blushed a little but shook his head. “Of course I have. You’re my mate. I’m not goin
It was almost a month later when Liliana finally woke up.Her eyes fluttered open slowly in the quiet guest room of the Winterchase manor. Soft morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, casting gentle patterns on the wooden floor. Liliana lay still for a long moment, staring at the ceiling. Her small body felt heavy, like it was made of stone. Every breath took effort. She tried to move her fingers, and they twitched weakly.Clementine, who had been sitting beside her bed every day, noticed immediately. He dropped the book in his lap and leaned forward fast, his young face filled with worry and sudden hope. “Liliana?” he whispered, voice shaking a little. He took her small hand gently in both of his, squeezing it with care. “You’re awake… Thank the Moon Goddess. I’ve been waiting so long.”Liliana turned her head toward him slowly. Her throat felt dry and scratchy. “How… how long have I been out?” she asked, her voice weak and raspy. She tried to
Out of fear, raw, visceral fear of losing control, Paloma did something impulsive and brutal.While Hibiscus and Andrea were still riding the high of their shared orgasm, their bodies locked together in a moment of genuine mate-bond pleasure, Paloma grabbed the heavy lampshade from the bedside table. With a scream of rage, she swung it hard, cracking it against Andrea’s head.Hibiscus flinched, eyes widening in shock. “Andrea-!”It was too late. Paloma struck again and again, the metal base smashing into Andrea’s skull with sickening, wet thuds. Blood splattered across the sheets and across Paloma’s face. Andrea’s body jerked violently, her pussy still clenching around Hibiscus’s cock as she convulsed. Her eyes rolled back, glassy and unfocused, barely breathing.Hibiscus’s wolf roared in fury. He lunged at Paloma, throwing her away from his wife with terrifying force. Paloma’s back slammed into the wall with a clear, sickening crack of bones breaking. She
Ferdinand went straight to the Vladclaw territory that evening, his car cutting through the night like a shadow. He met Hibiscus in a private wing of the Vladclaw estate. To his surprise, Hibiscus was disheveled when he faced him, shirtless, sweat glistening on his chest, hair messy, and a faint flush on his skin. The air around him was carefully masked with a strong scent suppressor.Ferdinand’s nose twitched in annoyance. “You’re using scent mask against me? We’re supposed to be allies.”Hibiscus shrugged, wiping his face with a towel. “Just finished some… private business. A random omega. Nothing important.”Ferdinand didn’t dig further, though his instincts prickled. They moved to Hibiscus’s study, a dark room lined with heavy bookshelves and a large desk.Ferdinand sat down, voice low and urgent. “Richard’s execution cut us off. We need to reorganize our alliance. I need a seat on Matthias’s boardroom. Let me buy some of your shares, quietly. Keep your
The following days passed in a whirlwind of chaos and sensational headlines. The media frenzy showed no signs of slowing down. Every news outlet, every pack broadcast, and every social feed was dominated by the same explosive story: the dramatic fall of Richard Tealthorne. Footage playe
The next day, the quiet café in neutral territory felt thick with anticipation. Soft sunlight filtered through the lace curtains, casting delicate patterns across the polished wooden tables. Liliana sat at a corner table with Elaine, pretending to be just a normal mother and daughter enjoyin
Matthias and Shaina lay tangled on the bed, chests heaving, bodies slick with sweat. Even after two intense releases, the fire between them refused to die. The week apart had left a deep ache in both of them, not just physical, but emotional. The fear of losing each other again lingered bene
The next day, Liliana and her mother sat alone in the quiet private room prepared for Shaina. Soft morning light came through the window. Shaina did not ask any questions. She simply sat on the edge of the bed and waited, her eyes full of patient love.Liliana climbed onto the bed and faced h







