“So you are living as Alpha King’s mistress now? Are you fucking him now?” I heard him, and my eyes turned red from rage and anger as I stared at my Uncle, Mason, who was glaring at me with hatred and disgust. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked him, shocked and angered, and he let out a sadistic laugh, glaring at me with his accusatory eyes. “Came here to see what kind of a whore you are, Serenity! You’re pregnant with the Sire’s child now? But guess what, my sweet niece? The Alpha King was cursed to stay mateless and childless for eternity! Tell me whose child is it? Who are fucking…..” Uncle Mason started, and anger surged inside my body. “Not everyone is like you, Uncle. Just because you like to sleep around, doesn’t mean I am like you as well! And you really have a death wish to drag me here, push me down, and then call me names.” I spat, getting up from the floor. Uncle Mason’s eyes narrowed in displeasure. His anger increased when he saw me standing up and trying

We don’t accept her as your mate, Sire. The words kept ringing in my mind. I knew werewolves found it extremely hard to let a weaker species rule them. Werewolves believed that they were the most superior beings on the earth and that anyone who couldn’t shape-shift was inferior to them. But it never affected me before. It had never affected me in my life until I met Theodore. Their words were burning me like acid on wounds. I stopped walking. I didn’t know how to walk inside a place, in a room full of people who told me I was not wanted here. And that they didn’t want me among them. “And since when did we start questioning the fate and your Moon Goddess?” Theodore asked, his voice loud, angry, and dangerous. The dangerous edge in his voice made all the other elders tremble. Theodore was the most powerful werewolf, creature I had ever encountered. He had the power to make the other person bow down with just a look, just a gaze of his. I didn’t even realize I was taking my steps ba

ChapterMy eyes clenched shut in pain as my palms hit the ground painfully, but before my stomach could meet the same fate, something soft, and furry came in contact with my belly and my head hit something warm. My eyes were closed, my body was still in the taste of fear and panic. The realization of my body not hitting the ground, and my baby getting saved didn’t hit my mind. My mind was still in the moment when I was pushed harshly, to hurt me, to harm my baby. My grip around my savior tightened and I buried my face in the warmth, my tears soaking the fur, and the savior whined in distress under me, nudging me by their snout. My grip tightened even more when I heard men behind me growling in vengeance, pouncing on me to attack me. But I was gently placed on the ground, the weight shifting away from me as the wolf growled in anger, rage, and vehemence. My eyes snapped open when I heard the familiar growl, a lot more powerful, authoritative, and commanding. It was Theodore. The wol

“I was thinking of marking you,” Theodore said, his words ringing in my head. Clothes fell from my arms as I stared at him in disbelief and shock. Fear coursed my veins at the mere thought of having his canines deep inside my skin, blood oozing out of my shoulders. My hands immediately went to caress my belly. “Hey, hey, stop panicking. I won’t do that without your consent. Come, you need to bathe first. And then we can talk about marking. It’s important, Serenity. With increasing danger, you need to be marked. I need to know where you are. To protect you, I need to be able to read your mind. If you are in any kind of danger, you should be able to communicate it to me. In one way or the other.” He said, gently tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, and I sucked in a breath. “Won’t it hurt me?” I asked him, looking at him silently, and he hummed, taking me inside the bathroom, and making me sit on the small perch as he dipped his palm in the water before turning the tap off. “If y

Theodore looked at me in silence, reading my eyes, trying to see for any sign of hesitation. But when he found none, he gripped my jaw, pressing his lips against mine, for a second blurring the world behind me. His soft lips were rough against mine. Moving with such a passion that I couldn’t help the warmth that kept pooling inside my gut. “Do you really want this, Serenity?” He asked me, his voice low and serious. I could feel him shaking. My heart wasn’t just affecting me but him as well. But his bare minimum concern and affection were making my heart warm. “Tell me, Serenity, do you really want me to mark you? I won’t mind waiting for some more time. Trust me.” He whispered against me, placing his forehead against mine, and I closed my eyes, smiling at him, shaking my head. “No, I want this. I… I don’t know how to say this, Theo, but the mere thought of delaying this marking is causing an ache in my chest. Please mark me. Or else I swear, I will end up marking you before you mar