But then a dark cloud passes over the moon, darkening the whole area.Startled by the sudden change in the atmosphere, Drina and Jace raise their faces to the moon, now obscured by a slowly passing cloud. Drina regains her senses first, taking this opportunity to disappear unnoticed. That saves her from answering Jace's delicate question. She's not ready to share her family's secrets with third parties, not even with Beta Jace.“Shit, shit, shit,” Jace swears when he finds himself alone. He looks around, but Drina is nowhere to be seen. “This Luna Queen has too many secrets. I need to speak to Enrick about this matter," he muttered to himself. Deep in thought, he walks back to the packhouse.Then he tenses when he thinks of Erina. He suspects some interesting years ahead if she indeed is Enrick's daughter as he suspects.The moon is back in its old glory.As he gets closer to the packhouse, he turns his eyes to the windows of Enrick's apartment.And as always, the Alpha King stands st

“Tell me what you know, Jace,” I command my Beta. “I actually suspected that there is some overconfident alpha who wants my position and sent a woman to seduce me. Because only Clark doesn't realize that Alcina is not here for him”. I see a flickering in Jace's eyes, I hope he doesn't know more than he tells me. His aura changes for a moment, but he quickly recovers. I can't read his mind this time. So waiting is the best thing I can do right now. Jace is one hundred percent reliable, I'm not worried about his loyalty. “My observation is that she wants to become your Queen Luna. And want to do evil with that position. There is nothing positive about her. Her aura is dark,” explains Jace. “She wants Drina out of your life”. A raspy laugh escapes me; driving Drina out of my life and heart is as impossible as draining the water from the seas. If that's Alcina's motive, she can go back to where she came from. “But what exactly does she want? If it's not about me but Luna Queen's positio

After lunch Erina and I take a tour of the pack.She looks around with great interest and asks brilliant questions. “When my brothers arrive here, I'll take them to the gym, Alpha King,” she admits as we visit the modern facilities. “And I go to the Spa with my sisters”. I smile at this last comment.“Don't you think you're too young for the Spa? You will have to wait a few more years with make-up and massages”, I let her know dryly. “But your mother is, of course, welcome to enjoy herself here. Invite her to Midnight Moon. Then we'll take her to this place." And again, that dubious expression appears on her face. But she nods nonetheless.When we walk to the pool where some athletes practice, she's back to her old self. “Tell me, can you swim? These youngsters participate in competitions with other packs. We have won several cups. But we've never won a prize in your age category." Her enthusiasm is almost palpable, she grabs my hand. “I want to win the first cup for yo

Two hands grab me from behind and press me against her full breasts.They swirl over my chest, caressing my nipples and pulling them gently. When they go back all up to my shoulders and neck, I purr out to sheer pleasure. I further bare my neck so that those breathtaking nails gently scratch my skin, they are like fangs preparing to bury themselves deep in my neck, to mark me.Marking my mate is my most intimate dream. But we're not ready yet, I don't really know why. Ooohh, this feels so good, the way she caresses me is always unique. I try to turn on my back, so I can also come to her, touch her so she will experience the same sparks which now shoot through my body like electric currents.But she doesn't let me, on the contrary, she tightens her grip on my chest. Softly she bites my earlobe, blows seductively into my ear and hides her head in my hair. Awesome.Her hands travel to my tight abs, stroking and scratching them lightly. She lowers the band of my boxers, her fingers go to

“Alpha Remus”, I greet my colleague on the phone. “Are we now deviating from usual procedures? I have a list here of twenty of your pack members who just this morning asked for permission to attend a fashion show in my pack. No problem of course, but we used to do this differently," I remind him."Twenty?" my friend sounds surprised. “I understand from my Beta that there are five of us traveling. And everyone in my cologne is under my authority and we have agreed that no permission is needed. My wife and I, my son and his mate and my Beta. No one else. You're telling me something I know nothing about, Alpha King. Please, take a picture of the list of names of the twenty and send it to me via WhatsApp. I'm investigating this to the bottom." It is clear from his voice that heads will roll, Alpha Remus is not known as someone who tolerates malpractice. "I'll send you a message from those who do get permission and that's final".I call the two Alphas and they are also surpr