Third Person PovIn the heart of the Silver Crest Pack, love continued to weave its enchanting tale. The bond between Elena and Iris, which had blossomed amidst the challenges and triumphs of their shared experiences, had matured into a love that was deep and profound. Now, they stood at the threshold of a new chapter in their lives, ready to pledge their eternal love to each other in front of their pack, their family, and their dearest friend, Kazia.As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the clearing where the ceremony was to take place, the pack members assembled, their eyes twinkling with excitement and happiness. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, and the soft murmurs of anticipation wafted through the gathering.Kazia, dressed in a gown that shimmered like moonlit dewdrops, stood proudly as the maid of honor. Her heart swelled with joy for her friends, for the love that had found its way into their lives despite the
Third-Person Pov In the quiet twilight of a summer evening, the Silver Crest Pack stood as a testament to the passage of time. The once young Luna, Kazia, now a graceful woman with silver streaks in her hair, stood with her mate, Kavan, by her side. Their love had weathered the years, only growing stronger as they faced life's challenges together. Their children, a son named Rylan and a daughter named Elara, had inherited their parents' strength and kindness. Rylan, tall and broad-shouldered, carried himself with the regality of his father, while Elara possessed her mother's fierce determination and compassion. The pack rejoiced in the presence of these young heirs, their laughter filling the air as they played with other pack children. As the day approached its end, Kazia felt a pull in her heart, a longing to revisit the past, to acknowledge the journey that had led her to this moment. With a determined smile, she set off toward the heart of the pack, her steps sure and purposeful
KAZIA.I huddled at the far end of the cold cage. My entire body aching massively. The wounds inflicted on me stung as though my body had been bitten terribly by a group of ants. I bit down hard at my lips to reel in the pain and suppress the heat that burned up my insides. Taking deep breaths, I tried to find my footing but failed miserably as I crashed down to the cold, hard surface. "Kazia.." Someone called out to me. I recognized the familiar voice of Moira, my cellmate who was also locked up in the cage with me.She reached out to me and tried to push me up but I wouldn't budge. "Get up Kazia!" She cried out desperately, careful not to touch my bruises and open them up for the second time."Keep your voices down!" A guard yelled from outside the cage. He whipped the bars continuously to silence our voices."She's sick!" Moira croaked out "She's burning up. If you don't help her, she will die!""And do you think that I'm the least bothered if she lives or dies?" Came the guard
KAZIA.I stood in front of the burning furnace. My fears suddenly arise like troubled waves. Murad had instructed his guards to take me to the branding chambers where the supposed ritual for my branding as his pet was situated."Strip!" They ordered but I shook my head negatively, my tears falling rapidly like twin rivers. He gestured to the guards and they both grabbed me so that I couldn't run away. I kicked, flapped and struggled but all my efforts to get away from them proved abortive."Please let me go!" I cried out in despair. I didn't want to go through with it. I don't want to be here. The thought of having your flesh burned up in a bid to bear the initials of a man who wanted to claim you as his slave was just wrong on so many levels. "The Lycan king has requested and you have no other choice but to go through it." He reminded me and signaled the men to push me closer. I watched him with teary eyes as he pulled out the rod that had been placed in the fire. They tore my cl
MURAD.All through the night I couldn't sleep. All my thoughts were filled with that woman—Kazia. I wanted her around me and bedside me. I wanted nothing more than to take her, to breathe her and to break her. I wanted to be inside her. Hell, I wanted to taste every inch of her.I cannot believe that I have watched her grow into the woman she is now. My patience and persistence had finally paid off. She bore my mark, she belonged to me.A smile tugged at my lips when my mind played back to the incident that had happened earlier. I loved being in control and her weakness had turned me on to the point of utter madness.The pulsating veins around my manhood throbbed when I reminisced on how alluring she looked in that dress. She looked so good, so enticing, so provocative. It's only a matter of time Murad. I know deep down that after today, she will end up on my bed and I will take her innocence and mark her as my consort permanently.I would let her be for now. She needed to heal becau
Kavan I sat at the round table with the other Lycan Kings, trying my best to appear interested as they babbled on and on about their packs and their latest conquests. The six of them haven't stopped trying to talk over each other and saying I was bored out of my mind would be an understatement. Everything they were talking about was things that I had heard quite several times and even though their repetitive stories didn't surprise me all that much, I was still very irritated by their pathetic attempts to outshine each other and brag about their mediocre achievements. Speaking right now was Lycan King Mario, with his obnoxious demeanor and his obsession with bragging about his collection of pets like it was some kind of respectable achievement. He hadn't stopped talking about how his pack was expanding, and how he was adding to his harem of branded women, making him the Lycan King with the most pets. I honestly could never understand how forcefully branding women and keeping t
KaziaRestlessness gnawed at my insides as I sat next to Murad, trying to keep my gaze trained on the ground. My mind kept wandering back to Kavan, my newly discovered mate who I still couldn’t believe existed. The fact that I had found my mate and confirmed that I had a mate was still very shocking for me because it was the last I’d have ever expected.After years of being Murad’s prisoner, and now his pet, I never thought that I would be lucky enough to ever meet my soulmate. I had always just thought I wasn’t destined to have one and that even if I did, I’d never get to meet him but the fact I did and that he was a Lycan king was even more shocking to me. My eyes darted around the room, my heart racing as I caught another glimpse of Kavan. I wanted to take another look at him, to see him up close and personal, but I couldn't risk the wrath of Murad.Being in the company of Murad was unbearable and suffocating. I knew he was watching me closely, and I couldn't help but feel his un
KavanI walked back to the table where Jason was waiting for me in anticipation with my heart pounding in my chest. As soon as I took a seat, Jason leaned in, eager to hear about my encounter with my mate."So, did you find her?" he inquired, his voice laced with curiosity.I had expected him to be curious, seeing as he was the one that had found a way to distract Murad and give Kazia and me a chance to meet.I could sense the excitement building inside him, and I knew I couldn't keep him waiting any longer. "Yeah, I did," I replied, my voice full of pride.A smile crept over my face, and I could see Jason's eyes lighting up with excitement. "What's her name?" he asked eagerly."Kazia," I replied and the sound of her name sent shivers down my spine.As soon as I mentioned her name, memories of our encounter flooded my mind. The way her eyes had lit up when she saw me, the way she had stood on her toes to kiss me, the way she had felt when I had held her. It was almost too much to bear