We spent more than half the night awake, lost in each other’s arms.
***
In Maplewood, we left our children with the nannies at my parents’ farm. Robert and Linda were absolutely delighted to have all their grandchildren for the weekend. Draven and I decided to stay at Eleanor and Nate’s parents’ house since Alpha Gerald and Marla were traveling, and their spacious home was conveniently close to the venue.
All the women gathered in Eleanor’s old bedroom to prepare for the ball. Eleanor, Ava, Ruby, Kyle, and I were busy with final touches on our outfits.
“We’re going to absolutely slay this ball tonight!” Eleanor exclaimed, examining each of us with critical eyes.
“Especially Carrie in that perfect dress,” Ava commented as I did a small twirl, smiling.
I’d chosen to wear the same dress from five years ago-the one I’d worn when I first met Draven at this very masquerade.
“Do I look the same?” I asked nervously.
“Better,” Eleanor assured me. “Now you’ve got that post-baby glow and confidence.”
We put on our masks and descended the staircase where our men waited in the living room. When Draven spotted me, his violet eyes widened and darkened with desire. He walked toward me, his focus entirely on me.
“My angel, you’re perfect,” he whispered before giving me a quick kiss. He took my hand and placed it against his chest. “Do you feel that? That’s exactly how my heart reacted when I saw you walk into that ball five years ago.”
“I kept everything,” I confessed softly. “The dress, mask, shoes… They were memories of a wonderful night that gave me one of life’s greatest gifts-Liam.”
Draven’s eyes grew emotional. When he’d suggested attending the ball, I immediately knew I would wear the same outfit. But I hadn’t anticipated how moved he would be.
At the ball, Eleanor immediately dragged our group to the bar where we started doing shots. The familiar atmosphere brought back a flood of memories – the music, the laughter, the anticipation of what the night might bring.
When we returned to our table, Draven wasted no time taking my hand. Just like five years before, he repeated the line that had first captivated me, “Surely the most enchanting woman in the room won’t refuse me this dance, will she?”
As we swayed together on the dance floor, I marveled at how much had changed. Draven remained every bit as charming and seductive as he’d been that night, but now I knew the man behind the mask-the loving father, the dedicated Alpha, the passionate mate who’d claimed my heart completely.
Suddenly, his lips curved into a mischievous smile.
He pulled me toward an empty room I remembered all too well.
“Feeling nostalgic?” I teased as he pressed me against the wall.
“Some memories deserve recreation,” he growled before capturing my lips in a hungry kiss.
Our bodies remembered this dance perfectly. His hands slid beneath my dress, finding me already wet with anticipation. With a familiar sound of tearing fabric, Draven ripped my panties away just as he had five years before.
But this wasn’t about strangers finding release in the darkness anymore.
We were husband and wife, Alpha and Luna, bound by love and shared children. Our movements were both familiar and entirely new, more intense because of everything we’d built together.
Draven lifted me against the wall, entering me in one powerful thrust that made me gasp. I wrapped my legs around his waist, clinging to his shoulders as he drove into me with increasing urgency.
“Quiet, angel,” he whispered against my ear when my moans grew louder. “Unless you want an audience.”
The danger of discovery only heightened our pleasure. I bit his shoulder to muffle my cries as waves of ecstasy crashed through me. Draven followed moments later, his body tensing as he growled my name.
We stayed there, leaning against the wall, completely breathless. His forehead pressed against mine as we both struggled to regain composure.
“You’re truly incredible,” Draven murmured, his violet eyes glowing behind his mask. “But this time, beautiful, I know your name.” His thumb traced my cheek tenderly. “And I’ll never lose you again. I love you, my angel.”
“I love you too, Alpha,” I whispered back, my heart full.
END
This is the love story between Caroline’s friend Ava and Draven’s friend Joseph.
Bullied as a wolfless Omega, eighteen-year-old Ava thought college would be her escape. Until she discovered she and her mother were being hunted. The truth? She wasn’t defective. She was a powerful witch-werewolf hybrid.
Starting fresh in Harbor Bay, she works hard and dates werewolf Isaac, despite her mother’s fierce opposition.
But when Isaac cheats on her with a coworker, Ava’s normal life falls apart.
A chance encounter at the mall with an arrogant, devastatingly handsome Alpha named Joseph Garcia leads to an embarrassing mix-up involving sex toys and an inexplicable magnetic pull that terrifies them both.
Joseph Garcia, CEO of Puma Global and notorious playboy Alpha, has never met a woman who could resist his charm. This feisty brunette rejects him, humiliates him publicly, and walks away like he’s nobody. His wolf Dean thinks she’s special, but she’s just an omega. Isn’t she?
Ava fights her attraction to everything she was taught to avoid, while Joseph becomes obsessed with the one woman who resists his charm. Neither realizes they’re fighting a bond written by the moon goddess.
But when the wolf pack hunting Ava’s family finally tracks her down, everything changes.
Can two people from different worlds overcome their prejudices and embrace a love that could either save them both or destroy everything they’ve built?
Ava’s POV
“Dear Ava, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted…”
I nearly screamed right there in the post office.
Harbor Bay University! My ticket out of this Frostveil Pack where being a wolfless Omega made me bullied, humiliated, and about as popular as a vegetarian at a barbecue.
The walk home felt like floating on clouds, until I opened our front door.
Mom was throwing clothes into suitcases like the house was on fire.
But what really freaked me out was the kitchen table. Mom’s “decorative” crystal ball? Glowing. Tarot cards? Flipping by themselves. And the wall map had black shadows creeping toward our town like some horror movie.
“Mom, what the hell is going on?”
“How did they find us again?” Mom muttered, not even looking up.
“Who?” I squeaked.
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