Ch. 541..550

I made my way back to the pack house. Zander had ordered one of the soldiers to accompany me.

Zander and Maddox left to interrogate Damon and Emile, and the minutes had

crawled by as I anxiously waited for their return. The atmosphere in the pack house had shifted, a palpable tension hanging in the air. Whispers and hushed conversations echoed through the hallways, spreading the news faster than wildfire. The entire pack was abuzz with curiosity and concern, gossiping about Damon and Emile.

Finally, the moment arrived when Zander and Maddox returned. My eyes immediately sought out Zander's face, searching for any hint of the information he had gathered. His expression was an enigma, his features a mask that betrayed nothing. It was the kind of unreadable demeanor that made it impossible to guess anything.

However, it was Maddox who didn't look himself. His usually strong and composed facade had crumbled, replaced by an expression of utter devastation.

"Zander, I told you," Zander's mother began to speak, her voice carrying a note of caution. "You can't trust everyone. You have to be extra cautious and careful, especially because you're so close to..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Zander's growl silenced her abruptly. "Mother!"

His piercing glare bore into his mother, an unspoken warning that left her speechless. "Oh my goddess! I am so relieved to see you are fine, Zander," she chimed, running to zanders side.

"I am fine," he affirmed, his voice steady and calm, as he took a seat in the center of the hall. His presence demanded attention, and the room fell into hushed anticipation.

Maddox, standing beside Zander, leaned in to whisper something into his ear. Zander listened attentively, his expression revealing nothing, before nodding. Maddox swiftly left the room. "Zander, you are always surrounded by your enemies. That's why I was saying don't delay your marriage with Avery," Zander's mother advised as she couldn't hold back her concern any longer.

My eyes darted toward Zander, who remained indifferent. I shook my head, a soft laugh escaping my lips as the time we spent together last night swirled before my eyes. Zander had always put his responsibilities and the pack's well-being before anything else, often hurting me in the process.

"No, Mother. I can't marry Avery when Selena is back," Zander declared unexpectedly, his words echoing through the hall.

A wave of surprise rippled through the room. All eyes raised at him including mine.

"What do you mean, Zander?" his mother retorted, her voice dripping with disdain as she cast a scornful glance in my direction. "You rejected her because she is the

daughter of a traitor."

"No, Mother! You can't blame her for her father's deeds," he snarled, his unwavering defense of me left everyone one off guard.

"How can you do this to me, Zander?" Avery lamented, her voice laced with pain and tears shimmering in her eyes. "I have given my whole life to you and your pack. Only I deserve to be your Luna, no one else." "Avery, I appreciate your service to the pack, but you also knew the consequences of this contract when you agreed to marry me. Now, I can't marry you," Zander said, his expressionless visage revealing nothing. Avery's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him with shock.

"It would be better if you leave this pack and go back to your own. I think it would

help you heal and accept it," Zander, still composed, offered his advice, though it was clear his decision was final. He rose from his seat as if to signal the end of all conversation for the day.

Avery's teary eyes shifted towards me, and in that moment, I could see the flames of hatred and anger burning in her gaze. Uncomfortable with the intensity of her emotions, I began to quietly make my exit from the room. But before I could slip away completely, Zander's voice stopped me in my tracks. "Selena!" he called out, his tone demanding my attention.

I turned to look at him, puzzled by the sudden summons.

His eyes bore into mine, and he spoke with an authoritative tone that brooked no argument. "I want you to move into my room right now," he declared.

I gaped at him, taken aback by the unexpected command. His seriousness was palpable.

The room seemed to hold its breath, and I could feel numerous envious and curious gazes upon us as Zander reached out, taking my hand in his. With a decisive pull, heled me out of the room.

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I quietly followed him, my hand in his, as we ascended the stairs together. We moved in silence toward his room. Zander reached the door and held it open, gesturing for me to enter first. "Zander, it's too soon to announce..." I started to say, but before I could finish, his hungry mouth pressed onto mine, kissing me with a fiery passion that left me

breathless.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, lost in the intensity of the moment, as he effortlessly lifted me off my feet and carried me toward the bed, throwing on it before hovering over me..

"It's already very late, my love," he declared, his voice heavy with longing. "I can't wait any longer to tell the world that you're mine and only mine."

I couldn't help but notice a deadly possessiveness in his eyes, a possessiveness that sent shivers down my spine.

With a swift and passionate urgency,

he tore my dress, pulling me closer

to him. His hand cupped my pussy his thick, callused fingers sinking into my wetness. I gasped at the electrifying sensation, my desire for him growing stronger with every touch.

"Tell me, Selena," he demanded in a voice filled with desire and authority, "that you are mine!"

I couldn't wait any longer.

"Zander, mark me!" I urged, my voice filled with longing.

He lifted his head, his hooded eyes burned with passion locking onto mine. "Mark me, please!" I begged, my desire for him overwhelming.

Zander's lips brushed against mine, and he whispered, his voice filled with a promise. "I will mark you, my mate, but not like this. I will mark you in a grand ceremony,

claiming you before the whole world. You're my queen, my love. Everyone will know about it," he declared, looking at me with his eyes brimming with love.

"I am afraid, Zander," I admitted softly, cupping his beautiful face in my trembling hand, "what if fate takes you away from me?"

"Why are you afraid, my love?" Zander's voice was tender, his eyes filled with

reassurance peering deep into mine. "I am yours, and you are mine. I love you, and nothing and no one can separate us except death," he assured me, trying to soothe my anxious heart. Tears welled up in my eyes as I trembled in his embrace.

"But when you find your destined mate," I sobbed, the fear of losing him again causing my heart to ache painfully.

Zander's gaze never wavered as he spoke with unwavering conviction, "I will reject

her. I don't want anyone but you," he declared, his eyes filled with honesty that I could see deep within my soul.

I shook my head, my doubts lingering.

"It's not easy to resist the mate bond, Zander," I whispered, my voice filled with uncertainty.

"Selena," he said softly, his thumb

wiping away my tears, "I have lived a life that felt like hell without you. I won't let you go at any cost, my angel. Trust me when I say I will choose you over everything. I will do anything to be with you for the rest of the time I have on this earth," he said, his determination mixed with a palpable fear and pain etched

across his face.

Something about Zander's words felt odd, a nagging feeling that refused to be ignored.

Chapter 542

Zander's kisses were intense, claiming every part of my attention. His lips pressed against mine with such possessiveness that I couldn't think of anything else but him. Each kiss was filled with a fiery passion that left me unable to focus on anything but his touch. His kiss was possessive as if he wanted to claim every part of me. His tongue danced with mine, exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't deny.

A shameless moan escaped my lips as his skilled finger thrust into my pussy. His other hand touched me so sensually it seemed like he knew every secret pleasure point on my body. Our bodies were entangled, and I was lost in the sensation of his mouth on mine and his finger fucking me fervently.

But then, Zander abruptly pulled away, leaving me breathless and wanting more. He was panting, his eyes dark with desire, and he looked like a man on the edge. "Breath, Selena," he panted, his voice husky, "because I won't be able to hold myself back any longer."

I slowly opened my eyes and saw the hunger and want swirling in his eyes. Desperation washed over me, and I knew I had to tell him the truth, despite the overwhelming desire between us. I needed to share the news about our son. With all the misunderstandings cleared up, it was time for him to know about the little one who had been missing from his life. I had spent an agonizing week away from our son, and I couldn't wait to reunite them and become a happy family together.

"Wait, Zander," I managed to breathe out, my voice trembling with urgency. "I need to tell you something."

"No, not this time," he declared, his eyes burning with passion. "I need to be inside you..."

"But...," I cut in and tried to tell him, but he also didn't let me finish again. "...right now!" he completed his sentence as he growled and tore his clothes, thrusting abruptly into my wetness.

"Zander!!!" I cried his name as he began pleasuring me mercilessly. His hips rolled violently as he expertly hit the same spot repeatedly.

"Oh, I am coming," I screamed as my climax tore through every cell in my body.

"Yes, baby, come on my dick," he ordered as he instantly flipped me, making me lie on all fours, and entered me from behind. His chest touched my back as he plunged into me hard and deep.

"You're mine, and no one is going to take you away," he growled into my ear. If my brain was not hazy due to lust, I would have thought he was insecure.

I came hard again; my whole body trembled as I slumped down on the bed. But Zander was not done yet. He flipped me again and made me lie on my back as he thrust deeply and began pumping faster. I saw Lyon's reflection on his face, as his eyes also turned dark with feral lust. I came again and lost count of how many more times I orgasmed that night until I passed out from exhaustion.

The following morning, as I slowly woke up, I realized I was alone in the bed. Zander had already left, and a hint of disappointment crept over me. He must have left for work. I lazily turned my gaze to the bedside table to check the time, and to my surprise, it was already afternoon. Oh, shit! I slept through almost half of the day.

Zander had truly left me drained last night, but a bashful smile crept across my face as I remembered his possessive and loving behavior.

I pulled the cover and saw that I was still lying naked beneath the covers.

I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom for a refreshing shower. After dressing and emerging from the bathroom, I headed towards the walk-in closet to find something to wear. To my pleasant surprise, I discovered that Zander had brought all of my belongings into his room.

After dressing up, I frantically searched for my phone and spotted it on the bedside table. The thought crossed my mind that when Zander returned to the pack house, I would finally tell him about Austin, our son. I couldn't wait to share the news with him, knowing that it would make him immensely happy. I hadn't contacted Uncle and Austin until now because of their safety. But now I could contact my Uncle.

Without wasting a moment, I dialed Uncle Jack's number. My heart raced with anticipation as I waited for him to answer. It seemed he had been eagerly awaiting my call because he picked up quickly.

"Selena, how are you, my dear? I was so worried and waiting for your call," he exclaimed, his voice laced with concern.

"I am fine, Uncle. How are you and Austin?" I replied, feeling a rush of emotion. "We're both doing well, and I've been taking good care of Austin. He's at his

preschool right now. How about your mission? Did you manage to take down that cruel Alpha king?" He asked, his words coming out in a rush, filled with eagerness.

However, I hesitated for a moment before responding. "Uncle, actually... I... I came here to find out who wanted to hack the security system of the north region, and we managed to find out the culprit," I explained.

"We? What do you mean? Did you go there to help that cruel Alpha of the Moonglow pack?" Uncle Jack's voice held a tinge of anger.

"No, Uncle. I came here to save our community, and I'm relieved to say that everything that happened between Zander and me was a misunderstanding. Zander didn't kill my family or our pack, but they chose their fate themselves," I explained with a hint of frustration in my voice. Uncle had provided me with misleading information in the past, which had caused me to misinterpret Zander's actions. Otherwise, our lives would have been different and happy.

"I can't believe it, Selena. Are you taking that killer's side? Have you forgotten what he did to you?" Uncle Jack provoked me, his anger apparent.

"He didn't do anything, Uncle, and I knew it. He loves me, and I love him. I'm going to tell him about Austin as well," I insisted.

"I see you're a grown woman now, making your own decisions. It seems you don't need me anymore," Uncle Jack's voice carried a mocking tone.

"No, Uncle, that's not true. You're the

only family I have left from my father's side. I'll plead with Zander to forgive you and accept you into his pack. Uncle, I need you to come here with Austin, and we can start anew," I implored, my desperation evident. However, Uncle remained silent, and I couldn't bear the silence any longer.

"Uncle, please!" I begged, hoping that he would understand the sincerity of my plea.

"Okay, Selena, I'm coming," Uncle Jack finally agreed, and a sense of relief washed over me.

I headed to the kitchen to assist the other omegas with preparing lunch. As lunchtime approached, Zander made his appearance.

"What are you doing, my love?" he questioned, his eyes fixed on me as he confidently strode toward me.

"I'm making your favorite grilled meat and vegetables," I replied with a warm smile. Zander moved closer, his strong hand gently wrapping around my waist.

"Do you need me to do something?"

he asked, and all the heads in the kitchen turned to us at his question I couldn't help but feel a bit

embarrassed. It was quite unul ne

to see the Alpha King working in the kitchen.

"Umm, no, you go and sit," I replied, trying to hide my flushed face as I busied myself with stirring the food in the pan. "The food will be ready in a few minutes," I added in a shy whisper. Zander leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. My breath hitched as he whispered in his seductive voice, "Are you sure? If you want, I can stay here."

I looked around and noticed everyone's eyes were fixed on us, making me feel even more self-conscious.

As Zander let out a low growl, the atmosphere in the kitchen grew tense, and everyone quickly averted their eyes, pretending to focus on their work.

"Alpha! I need you to go out of the kitchen," I teased, giving him a playful nudge towards the dining table.

With a reluctant groan, Zander moved to the dining area. Soon, lunch was ready. We all began placing the delicious food on the table.

"Hmm, it smells so good. I can't wait

to eat," Zander remarked, his hungry

gaze fixed on me as if I were his next meal. My Alpha was always impatient and a pervert. "Um... Zander, can we have a moment in private before lunch please?" asked nervously, my heart racing needed tétalk to him in private, to share the news about Austin before Uncle arrived. I couldn't wait anymore to see his reaction when he knew

about our son.

"I'm always ready to have a moment with you, angel," Zander whispered, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.

I couldn't help but giggle as Zander got up from the dining table, ready to grant us a private moment. However, his mood quickly shifted when his phone rang, and he frowned as he glanced at the caller ID.

"Selena, if you would allow me, can I take this call?" he asked, surprising everyone in the room, including myself. The Alpha King had never sought anyone's permission before taking action. "Y... Yes, Alpha," I replied gently.

He swiftly answered the call, his expression changing rapidly as he listened to the voice on the other end.

"Yes!"

"What?!" He exclaimed only twice before the call ended abruptly. His eyes blazed with anger as he turned to glare at me. "What... What happened?" I stammered nervously, my heart pounding loudly under the weight of his dangerous stare.

"I just got a call informing me that my son has been kidnapped," he gritted out, his voice laced with fury. "What's your explanation, Selena?!" he snarled as the whole room seemed to shake with the intensity of his anger.

Chapter 543

I had a son?

When did it happen?

The very idea seemed surreal, and my mind raced to comprehend this unexpected revelation. As far as I knew, I hadn't been in a sexual relationship after Selena. The pieces of the puzzle started to fall into place, and it could only mean one thing - she had run away with my pup and hidden the truth from me.

"What's your explanation, Selena?" I demanded, my voice trembling with fury and my heart aching from her betrayal. Just when I believed I could trust her again, she had shattered my trust once more.

Selena swallowed, her guilt apparent in her demeanor. "I... I was about to tell you," she stammered, her voice quivering with apprehension.

"When?" I shouted, my anger surfacing like a tidal wave. "When were you going to tell me?! Every time I thought you had changed, and I could trust you, I would find something that made me believe you were about to run away again this time. What is your purpose, Selena? Why are you here?" I accused, my words dripping with venom.

"You know, Zander, why I am here," she replied, her voice trembling with nervousness. "Trust me, I was about to tell you about our son. I... I hid this information from you because I thought you didn't want him, and I was scared," she confessed, her admission laying bare the guilt she had been carrying. She was caught red-handed, her betrayal leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.

I stood there, my anger burning like a blazing fire. "I do not want my son?! Are you serious?" I roared, and the room trembled as if unable to withstand the fierce, angry aura that emanated from me. It had always been known how much I longed for a son, and now, the truth had hit me like a sledgehammer.

I gritted my teeth, glaring at her with an intensity that could pierce steel. "Everyone knows how much I crave to have a son, and I had not known all those years that I really had a son."

Selena, her eyes filled with pleading desperation, tried to explain herself. "Zander, I am sorry. I didn't hurt you intentionally. It was not my intention for you to find out about it like this." Her innocence, usually endearing, only added to my frustration.

Maddox intervened, sensing the volatile atmosphere in the room. "What happened, Zander? Tell me what's wrong?" He was a stalwart presence, stepping in to shield Selena from my mounting anger.

My gaze shifted to Maddox, and I exhaled heavily. "The vampire king has kidnapped my son," I confessed, my voice laced with a dangerous edge. "He wants me to release his son in exchange, but I don't trust him."

"You are right, Alpha. We can't trust the Vampire king. Vampires are cunning and wicked," Maddox agreed, his voice carrying the weight of concern.

I pondered for a moment, my mind racing with thoughts and plans.

"Let's go to the prison. I need to talk to the vampire prince, Damon. I am going to make a deal with him," I announced, my tone resolute. Maddox nodded in agreement.

"Zander, please let me come with you." Selena's plea hung in the air, her voice trembling with sincerity as her eyes filled with a mixture of desperation and determination,

My anger flared up again. "No way, Selena. I had already trusted you, and now you have broken it twice. I could never trust you again. You have lost your chance," I gritted out, the words heavy with the weight of her betrayal.

"No, please! It's about my son, too. Please trust me. We have to do it together to save our son," she insisted, her words carrying the weight of a mother's love and desperation.

"I think she is right, Alpha," Maddox stepped in, supporting Selena as he had always done. "It will be easier to track your son if she is with us. She is his mother, and a mother knows her child better," he advised, making a compelling argument that I couldn't ignore. I stared at Maddox for a moment. Reluctantly, I conceded, my anger still simmering beneath the surface.

"Okay, she can come with us," I allowed, acknowledging that Maddox had a point.

But I was still very furious and couldn't forgive Selena just like that.

We made our way to the prison where we had incarcerated Damon, the vampire prince. The air inside was heavy, and the faint scent of dampness filled my nostrils. When we reached his cell, I wasted no time in confronting him. "What's your father's plan, Damon?" I demanded, my voice laced with anger and impatience. The guards responded to my motion, unlocking the cell door.

"What do you mean?" Damon asked, frowning, trying to feign innocence, a thin veneer over his true intentions.

I couldn't stand the facade.

"Don't be so innocent," I growled, my patience wearing thin. "Your father has kidnapped my son. I will not spare either of you if anything happens to him," I threatened, my anger simmering dangerously.

Damon's expression shifted from feigned innocence to shock as my words hit him. "Your son?!" he exclaimed, his gaze darting toward Selena, who stood beside me. My blood boiled at the direction of his gaze, and I fought the urge to lash out. "Yes, my son," I replied firmly, my voice steely with determination. "Your game is over. Now tell me your plan," I demanded, fixing him with a penetrating glare.

"Trust me, Alpha Zander. I don't know about your son, and I have no knowledge of my father's actions. He didn't inform me of any such plan," desperation crept into Damon's voice as he insisted.

I closed my eyes briefly, taking a deep breath to calm the storm of emotions within me. When I opened them again, I found myself staring at the vampire prince.

My patience was wearing thin, and anger pulsed through me like a raging fire.

"Don't try my fucking patience," I growled, clenching my fists as I fought to contain the fury threatening to consume me.

Maddox held me back, his strong grip preventing me from lashing out at Damon. My instincts screamed at me to punch Damon square in the face, but I knew it would only make matters worse.

Damon, seemingly unfazed by my anger, turned his attention to Selena. His eyes bore into hers as he pleaded desperately, "Selena, trust me. I don't know anything about your child. If I had known, I would have never let that kid get kidnapped." "Don't talk to her. Talk to me instead, if you have the guts, because my son was kidnapped," I growled angrily.

Selena snapped back at me, her voice tinged with frustration. "He is my son too."

I shot her a withering glare before turning and locking the cell door. I needed to distance myself from Damon before I did something that would make the situation worse.

As I moved to leave, Damon's desperate voice called out from behind me, halting my steps.

"Wait, Zander. I can help you get your son from my father's possession," he said, his tone more serious now.

I couldn't help but scoff at his words.

"Really? You want me to believe that you will go against your father and help me get my son back?" I sneered, my skepticism palpable.

Damon remained surprisingly calm.

"Maybe I don't do this for you, but I will do it for my mate, Selena," he stated, his words striking a chord.

I couldn't contain my rage any longer. "Shut up!" I roared. "She is not your mate. So, stop calling her that." With that, I pushed the cell door open and seized Damon by the throat, my fury finally boiling over. "We don't need your help," I whispered dangerously, my grip on his throat tightening.

Damon choked on my firm hold, struggling to speak. "Don't be so stupid and make a rash decision. Use your fucking brain, stop thinking from your heart," he managed to murmur between gasps for air. "I may not know my father's plans, but I can help you if he has your son," he suggested, his voice strained but

earnest.

My rage had blinded me to Damon's words, and I was on the verge of snapping his neck when Selena intervened. She grabbed my arm, her touch surprisingly firm, stopping me in my tracks.

"No, Zander. It's insane. Don't kill him. Our son is in his father's possession," she pleaded desperately. "Listen to him, at least. Perhaps he can help us get our son back," she pressed, her voice trembling with a mother's anguish.

"Do you really want me to believe you, Selena? Do you really think I would take his help?" I bellowed, my fury unabated.

Selena's eyes pleaded with me, her desperation palpable. "Zander, please, just for this time, can we keep our hatred aside and focus on getting our son back from the grasp of the Vampire king?" she persisted, her voice cracking with emotion.

For the first time in my life, I felt a

vulnerability had never known before. I understood how parents could become weak and helpless when it came to their children. And the Vampire King knew this very well. He had kidnapped my son to force me into agreeing to his peace pact and releasing his own child.

I released my grip on Damon's throat, but my anger and distrust still smoldered within me like a burning ember.

"Okay, Damon," I said, my voice low and menacing. "Make sure you don't do anything stupid or try to be too smart, or you'll be dead the moment you try it," I threatened, my eyes locked onto his.

He met my gaze with unwavering determination. "Don't worry, Zander. I gave you my word that you will get your son back, and I will do anything to prove my honesty," he declared firmly, his resolve clear in his voice.

As I stepped away from the cell, I

couldn't help but seethe with anger. Those filthy vampires had crossed the line. First, their prince had tried to take my mate, claiming she was his, and how their King had taken my son. My patience had run thin, and a deep, burning hatred for the entire Vampire community festered within me. It was only a matter of time before I took action, and when that moment came, I vowed to bring down the entire vampire community for what they had done to my family.

Chapter 544

I took a deep breath as I stood in front of the door. Ever since I'd learned about Emile's betrayal, I'd been yearning to see Maddox. Unfortunately, he'd been swamped with his Beta responsibilities, and I couldn't get a moment with him. But now, the news had reached me

that he was about to leave with Zander. I couldn't wait any longer. My feet carried me to his doorstep.

I gently knocked and waited there with a pounding heart. The door slowly creaked open. A look of sheer surprise washed over Maddox's face.

"Blair?! Umm... You need something?" His voice quivered with concern, and his eyes held a mixture of shock and curiosity.

"Can I come in?" I whispered, a soft smile on my lips.

Maddox hesitated for a moment, then opened the door wide and stepped aside, granting me entry. I heard the door close softly behind me. As I entered his room, I couldn't help but inhale deeply, lost in the scent that surrounded me. It was distinctly Maddox, a blend of the forest and the refreshing aroma of rain.

My heart raced wildly with his presence so close, and I could sense his eyes on me, even without looking at him. It made me want to turn and run into his arms, but I resisted, focusing instead on the room to banish those tempting thoughts from my mind.

The room exuded an air of elegance, with its stark contrast of ivory and black furnishings. The walls stood pristine in white, absorbing the heavy silence that hung between us. Maddox stood there, his patience a testament to his unwavering composure. I took a few moments to gather my thoughts before I summoned the courage to face him.

"Maddox, I heard about Emile," I whispered, my eyes filled with empathy, searching his.

His frown deepened, and he averted his gaze.

"Blair, if you want to talk about those things, I don't have time. I have to leave in a

few hours, and I have to pack and prepare for it," he said with a curt edge, striding purposefully to the table where maps and notes sprawled like a cartographer's

masterpiece. Clothes and assorted belongings lay scattered on his bed, a visual indicator of the impending departure.

A dirty thought flickered in my mind, conjuring images of him with me on that tousled bed, a fantasy that drew an involuntary hitch in my breath. Panic seized me, and I shook my head vigorously to dispel the tempting reverie. "Maddox, talk to me!" I implored, taking determined steps toward him.

"Leave me alone, Blair," he retorted sternly, his eyes fixed on the intricate details of the map. However, his grip on the pencil in his hand tightened painfully, indicating his inner turmoil.

"No, I won't!" I declared, my refusal cutting through the charged air.

Maddox, turning to face me, was a tempest of fury, his anger palpable in flaring nostrils and blazing eyes.

"Are you here to mock me?" he spat out, the words sharp and laced with resentment. "Hell, no! Why would I mock my mate?" I snapped back, irritation bubbling up at the unjust blame he seemed to cast upon me. "I don't fucking have a mate! And I don't ever want to have one," he growled, fiercely glaring at me in a display of frustration.

But you have me!

"This doesn't happen just because you say it. We both are mates, and the Moon Goddess has done this," I argued, my conviction unwavering.

"Blair, don't try my patience. I am not

in a good situation to mess up with,"

he warned his eyes darkening dangerously. There was a

vulnerability beneath his toughenet

exterior, a silent plea for

understanding.

My heart ached for him. Despite his vehement denial, the pain he carried was evident. Emile's betrayal had inflicted wounds that ran deep, and I could see the fractures in Maddox's resilience.

"I am not messing up with you, Maddox," I murmured, my gaze softening with all the love I held for him.

A breath of vulnerability hung in the air as I bared my soul.

"I am here to share your pain," I admitted, a quiet resolve in my voice as my hand rose, trembling from hesitation slightly, to make contact with his chest.

An electric jolt passed between us, an unspoken connection that surged through my veins. His reaction was palpable - a sudden jolt, an Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. The charged atmosphere, crackled with an unspoken

courage, I closed the distance between us, our gazes looking in a silent exchange. The

understanding. Summoning el

acknowledgment of our connection, the undeniable bond of mates, lingered in the air like an unspoken vow.

Deep into his stormy grey eyes, I whispered, "Let me heal you."

My mate!

"Blair, my belief won't change just because I am now mateless," he ground out, the words carrying a weight of pain that seemed to pierce through the layers of his stoicism. Youstillhaveamate, stupid!

Though I didn't share his perspective, I found myself nodding in understanding, respecting my mate's decision.

"You deserve better than me," he mumbled, gently removing my hand from his chest and turning his back toward me.

But now I couldn't accept his words. I couldn't agree with him. My conviction bubbled up, and I couldn't hold back any longer.

"There is no one better than you for me, Maddox, because no one can care for me as you do, my mate," I declared, reaching out to grab his hand.

The sensation sparked to life when

my skin touched his, leaving me

yearning for more of his touch. A gasp escaped from my parted lips as our eyes locked, leaving me breathless. His chest heaved as his gaze darkened, dropping to my lips. His fingers curled around my hand, pulling me closer. My eyes widened as my petite form crushed against his hard body. In that stolen instant, the world seemed to fade away and only he mattered.

My mate!

Chapter 545

I raised my head, and there he was, breathing heavily, his intense gaze fixed on me.

His stormy grey eyes held a torrent of emotions, and I couldn't help but feel my breath catch in my throat.

His eyes spoke volumes, revealing the raw desires swirling within him. It was as if his gaze could unravel the secrets of his heart, laying bare everything he felt "Princess," he whispered, his voice carrying a dangerous edge that made me shudder in his arms. "I've warned you repeatedly to stay away, but you keep pushing my buttons."

"I try to keep my distance, but..." I began, the ache in my heart palpable. It hurt more than he could possibly comprehend.

"But what?" he snapped, his piercing grey eyes never leaving mine.

"Why do you even care?" I shot back, a hint of defiance in my voice, attempting to free myself from his powerful embrace.

"You dare to snap at me?" he threatened, his words a harsh whisper that carried a dangerous weight.

"Who do you think you are, Beta Maddox Ainsworth?" I retorted, pushing against him, desperately trying to break free from his arms that held me in an unyielding embrace.

The furrow between his eyebrows deepened, casting a shadow on his furious expression as he locked eyes with me.

"Do I have to remind you who I am?" he gritted out, his frustration palpable.

I was exhausted by his unpredictable moods, the constant back and forth. Why couldn't he make up his mind?

"No, you need to remind yourself of who I am to you," I snapped back. "Because it's you who refuses to accept that we are mates." I whispered, sliding my hands along his chest, then grabbing his collar and pulling him down. His face hovered just above mine, his lips tantalizingly close. It was now or never. Determined in my heart, I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his.

A thousand fireworks burst through my mind. My eyes slid closed, and my body

surrendered in his arms. The fear of rejection and hurt melted away the moment he growled loudly, securing me in his arms and slamming me against the nearest wall.

Fuck the rejection!

Fuck the consequences!

"Mark me, my mate!" I moaned, the plea escaping my lips as he nipped at my marking spot. Something shifted in him, and he abruptly pulled away, shock and regret clouding his eyes.

"No! You don't deserve this," he mumbled, an internal conflict playing out on his face. Okay,BetaMaddox.Let'sseehowlongyoucanpretendtobeindifferent.

"Honey, I need you inside me, and your mark on my body. Please,

Maddox I begged fervently,

desperation in my voice. I seized his

hand and slid it inside my pants,

inviting him to feel the wetness between my thighs.

He sucked in a breath, his body stiffening as if battling his desires.

"No, Blair, we have to stop," he mumbled, but he didn't pull away his hand. "Maddox, I've saved myself for you. No one has ever touched me or kissed me," I

tempted him. "This," I pressed his

hand against my wetness, "is yours. Yours to touch and yours to...,"d paused, the word hanging in the charged air, "...fuck."

Chapter 546

She was a tease, testing my limits, tempting me to make her mine. Never before had I felt so powerless, my little mate pushing me to the edge. I struggled to control the burning desire to claim her, a desperation I'd never known in my entire life. My self-control, unyielding with other girls, now wavered in her presence.

When she challenged me, yelling about how I'd feel if another man touched her, my self-control snapped.

I had thought I could be strong, let her go, let her find another mate. But the mere idea of another male's touch on her ignited a wildfire within me. Micah roared in fury, and in that moment, I couldn't resist any longer. I grabbed her, slamming her onto the bed.

The very next heartbeat, I was kissing her, my lips claiming hers as if my life depended on it. I pulled her lower lip between my teeth, tugging and biting with an intensity that spoke of possessiveness.

I hungered to consume her entirely. Every kiss left me wanting more, and I couldn't get enough of her. My tongue plunged into her mouth, and with each passing second, sanity deserted me as desire took over.

Her taste was intoxicating, urging me to savor more of her. I sucked on her tongue, pressing my lips firmly against hers. Each moan she released into our kiss fueled my desire to give her more. Our teeth collided in the urgency of the moment, and all that mattered was immersing her completely, melding her body with mine.

My hand still lingered inside her yoga pants, possessively grasping her enticingly wicked core.

"Oh, princess, you have to pay for provoking me," I warned as I reluctantly pulled away to gaze at her face. She didn't respond with words; instead, she threw her hands around my neck and pulled me back into another passionate kiss. I grinned to know she desired me as much as I desired her.

Wrapping my free hand around her, I lifted her off the mattress, tightening my grip on her waist. A rhythm began as she started grinding against my hand. I closed my eyes, groaning in pleasure.

"Hmm, princess, stop moving," I warned, attempting to regain control. But she didn't heed my words. Instead, she continued writhing and moaning my name, kissing me fervently, making me cross all the boundaries.

Her cunt was wet and warm against my hand, tempting me to want to slip a finger into her slickness and pleasure her as no one had ever done.

My fingers moved instinctively, delicately parting her folds. Fuck! She felt unbelievably soft, and the need to taste her consumed my thoughts. A flick of my thumb against her clit elicited a shudder, and she moaned my name, the sweetest melody in my ears. "Ah, Maddox!!!"

But I craved more; I yearned to hear her scream my name.

Lifting her hips, I pulled down her yoga pants, revealing the damp spot on her panties. A desperate growl escaped my chest. Unable to resist, I lunged forward, burying my head between her legs. With a primal hunger, I clenched the filthy fabric of her panties between my teeth, tugging and tearing them into shreds.

She was dripping wet, and I lifted myself, crawling to a stop near her face. Our eyes locked as I held her gaze, and I asked, "Tell me, princess, who made you this wet?" Her face flushed, and I observed her half-opened eyes.

"You, Maddox. I'm so wet, only for you," she whispered, her voice barely audible. I hovered near her mouth, merely an inch away from tasting her lips again.

I pressed my finger to her clit, and a loud moan escaped her lips. Her whole body trembled as the force of the orgasm hit her. It was like magic, her pleasure building just from my touch. Looking at her face, I couldn't help but silently curse, witnessing the most beautiful sight I had ever seen in my whole life.

Holding the corner of her blouse, I swiftly pulled it over her head. There she lay before me, adorned in a red lace bra. Fuck! Why did she have to be so irresistibly sexy? And when did she grow into such a hot seductress?

The hot desire scorched my insides and I acted as a caveman. Without hesitation, I tore open the last piece of fabric, revealing her perfect, perky breasts. My hands twitched with the urge to touch them, and my mouth went dry at the thought of tasting her nipples and round mound. Fuck!!!

Cursing loudly, I buried my head between the valley of her round, full breasts. My tongue traced a path from her collarbone to her neck, nipping, and biting, leaving my mark on her skin. My hands found her ample breasts, and I eagerly kneaded them, savoring the sweet melody of her moans in return.

The temptation to mark her then and there was overwhelming. Micah was eager to claim her as his own. How much longer could I resist?

Lifting my head only to descend again, I fused my mouth on her left breast. I sucked her soft bud into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue before biting it slightly, coaxing pleasurable screams from her. The scent of her arousal filled the air.

I worked diligently, sucking hard to

make it firm like a pebble. Shifting to

her right nipple, I repeated the worship with my tongue and teeth, causing her to shiver and breathe heavily My teeth grazed on her soft bud as I bit lightly, eliciting her cries. Simultaneously, my hand busily played with her other nipple, pinching and twisting it. The room echoed with the symphony of our shared desire.

She gasped, breaths coming in rapid bursts, moaning my name while writhing beneath me. Her pleas for more were like a melody I couldn't resist. How could I deny her what she so ardently desired?

Her sensual response to my touch ignited a sense of pride within me, fueling my desire to explore further. I yearned to taste the sweetness that she held.

In a moment of desperate longing, I lowered myself, eager to explore the wicked pussy luring me into the depth of heaven. I buried my head between her legs. A long, deliberate sweep of my tongue traced the length of her pink mound, and in that taste, I found myself utterly lost.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Her taste was more delicious than anything I'd ever experienced. I savored her flavor, tracing every inch of her wetness with my tongue. As I flattened my tongue on her clit, she quivered beneath my touch. Sucking on her sensitive bud elicited more of those sweet cries of my name.

I couldn't help but wonder if she was so loud that everyone in the pack house could hear her. Yet, a sense of satisfaction washed over me at the thought that everyone would know who was responsible for making their princess scream with pleasure.

Micah, too, relished in granting her

pleasure after pleasure, as if he were her devoted servant. It was as if he had been born into this world for sole purpose of pleasing her.

ler sw o not

longed to seize control of my body and thrust himself into

warm pussy, to release his seed inside her, impregnate her and make her the bearer of our pups.

Pregnant?

Shit.

She was just nineteen, so small and fragile. Fuck! What had I done? In that moment, I cursed myself for losing control. She didn't deserve my dark desires and roughness. She deserved to be cherished, worshipped, not treated like this. I was a monster, accustomed to killing, and she was a goddess. It felt so wrong, so utterly wrong.

Closing my eyes, I fought against

the pull of desire and mate bond and managed to pull away from her body. I couldn't subject her to this. First things first, I needed to talk to Zander about all of this. But not before he got his son back and untangled his mess with Setena. I had to reject her for her own good, even though the very thought tore me apart, killing my very existence.

Blair shifted on her elbow, confusion and shock written all over her face. My throat tightened, the words sticking on my tongue. I rose without giving her an explanation, leaving the room.

I knew I was fucked up, but deep down, I knew staying away was the right thing. Who knew how long I could control myself? Only the goddess knew.

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Chapter 547

The sudden shift in my world left me bewildered. It was like a bolt from the blue. One moment, I was lost in the sweet embrace of my mate's passionate kisses, and the next, he was gone. He'd vanished without a word, leaving me to grapple with the confusion that

followed. His warmth had dissipated, and all that remained was an empty space next to me.

The last image etched in my mind was of his piercing gray eyes, filled with an inexplicable pain. It was as if he couldn't fathom the consequences of his actions, as though he believed he had no right to feel the way he did. In that heated moment of desire and longing, it became evident that he wanted me as fervently as I yearned for him. But he was fleeing from the overwhelming emotions and the unbreakable mate bond that tied us together.

No, not this time, Maddox. You couldn't just walk away and expect me to let you. I had to stand up and fight for what was rightfully mine. The determination welled up inside me as I dressed quickly and left his room.

My search for him led me through the halls of our pack's territory. I approached one of the guards, who seemed hesitant, perhaps aware of the urgency in my gaze. I inquired about Beta Maddox's whereabouts, and he hesitated for a moment before reluctantly revealing that he was in the midst of an intense meeting in the conference room. He attempted to stop me, but with a determined push, I opened the door to the meeting room where a tense discussion was unfolding between Zander and Selena.All eyes in the room immediately shifted towards me.

"Blair?!" Zander's brow furrowed in confusion. "Why are you here? Do you want something?"

"Umm... I know it's a very serious matter, but I want to know what's going on guys?!" I replied, my understanding of their plan still somewhat vague.

"Blair, we're planning to get my son back from the clutches of the Vampire King," Zander explained.

"Our son, Zander," Selena corrected fiercely.

Zander remained indifferent, as though he hadn't heard her.

"I want to come with you," I declared.

"No!" To everyone's surprise, Maddox interjected. "This mission is very dangerous. You can't come with us, Princess," he dictated.

"But why?" I protested, locking eyes with him in a challenge. "If you can go, in fact, you can do all that, but I can't join you? Why?!"

"Don't be stubborn, Blair. You are not coming with us, and that's final," Maddox declared with authority.

Oh, my mate, you feel you have that right over me, but you'll have to earn it, not just assume it.

"No, you can't decide for me. I will come, and I've made up my mind," I said resolutely, turning toward my brother. "Zander, please let me help."

Zander appeared confused and conflicted, glancing between Maddox and me.

But then Selena spoke up, "Blair, try to understand. Maddox is right. Where we are going is a very dangerous place. We're heading into a battle against vampires. Anything could happen."

"I know, Selena. I understand the risks, and I truly believe that, together, we can bring your son back home. Please let me come. I need to help," I insisted.

"Blair!" Maddox glared, trying to resist my plea once more.

"It's okay, Maddox. She can come. She's my sister and has Alpha blood. She can handle those filthy vampires with ease," Zander brushed aside those who were against me joining them in the fight against the vampires. "Of course she's your sister, Alpha, and that's precisely why we're concerned," Selena retorted.

"You don't have to worry about her, Selena. I don't need lessons from you on how to take care of my family," Zander retorted with a fierce glare, his eyes locked in a battle of wills with Selena's.

I watched in dismay as their disagreement escalated. It was all because of me, and I didn't want to be the cause of their strife.

"Hold on! Hold on, guys," I

interjected, trying to diffuse the

tension. "We need your combined

strength for this battle. It's about

your son, don't forget. If you continue fighting with each other, how will you stand together against the enemy?" I pleaded, my voice filled with urgency.

I saw Zander and Selena reluctantly break eye contact and step away from each other.

A throat clearing sound drew our attention, and we turned to see the Vampire Prince Damon, who was clearly displeased. He narrowed his eyes at us.

"Excuse me? But a vampire is present here. So please, let's be respectful," Damon grumbled.

"After what your father has done, do you really expect me to show respect toward your kind?!" Zander snapped furiously.

"Alpha King, you know that everything is fair in love and war," Damon countered with a grim expression.

"Yeah, right! But no one should make use of a small child unless they're nothing but cowards," Zander gritted out, his anger palpable.

"Alpha King!" Damon roared, his voice echoing with defiance. "Vampires are not cowards," he snapped. "If you think so because I'm helping you, that's a misconception. I'm doing this only for my mate and her son."

Damon's words were enough for Zander to lose his sanity. It was clear that a war was brewing, right there and then.

"Vampire Prince, one more time you call her your mate, and I'll forget about right and wrong and will kill you right here," Zander growled, his teeth bared.

He was furious with Selena, but no one could mention her that way. He had always been possessive of her. Alphas were known for their possessiveness over their mates, ready to protect and fight for them. Damon was truly tempting fate.

"You can't just kill me, Zander," Damon retorted defiantly. "Just because you can capture me so easily, don't think you can defeat me. I am Vampire Prince Damon Shadowborne," he snarled.

They both closed in on each other, about to collide, when Selena stepped between them, her presence a much-needed barrier.

"No, please, stop it," Selena shouted, desperation lacing her voice. "This time, it's not more important than my son. you guys can sort out your problems after I get my son back But, please, for now, we need to work on this together," she pleaded, her eyes brimming with tears.

"I'm sorry, Selena," Damon mumbled and made a move to touch her, but Selena instinctively took a step back, while Zander let out a threatening growl. "Damon, please!" Selena whispered urgently. "You know I'm with Zander. But you keep trying to ignore it and it will provoke him and get you into trouble." "But it's true, Selena, and you're my..." Damon began to explain desperately.

"Stop it, please. You may think so, but I don't feel anything for you. Please, Damon, I already have so many problems in my life and don't want more trouble right now. Right now nothing is more important than my son's safety," she said, looking at him with a plea for understanding.

Damon nodded, a heavy sigh escaping his lips.

"So, is it final, guys? Am I coming?" I asked, crossing my fingers with a hint of worry, fearing that amidst their fight, they might have changed their minds.

"Yes, Blair. The Alpha King has allowed it, so no one can refuse his order," Selena declared, glancing at Zander in a challenge and he narrowed his eyes at her. Oh, Goddess. This was going to be really dangerous.

Chapter 548

The Negotiation *Selena*

Hours had passed, and Zander hadn't returned to the room since the meeting. The tension between us was intense, and Zander had stopped speaking to me. Despite my attempts to explain, he refused to listen. My alpha mate had a fiery temper. Lost in my thoughts, I heard the door open, and Zander walked in. Once again, he glanced at me briefly before heading straight to the bathroom. His coldness and indifference were tearing me apart inside.

I continued pacing the room, and eventually, Zander emerged from the bathroom, going straight to his side of the bed, ready to sleep.

"Zander, we really need to talk," I insisted.

"Good night, Selena. I'm very tired," he dismissed me with those words, leaving no room for discussion as he turned his back toward me.

"How long will this continue, Zander?" I asked, refusing to give up.

"You should know the answer, considering you're the cause of this conflict," Zander dismissed me.

"I've explained it to you, Zander. Why can't you forgive me?" I questioned, feeling frustrated and annoyed by his stubbornness.

He remained silent, shutting me out as he always did by closing his eyes.

I hoped that when we retrieved our son, the distance and conflicts between us would finally come to an end.

The following day, we set off for the Vampire Kingdom in a Range Rover, accompanied by guards and soldiers in separate vehicles.

Damon was with us, so we entered the Vampire Kingdom without any trouble.

Upon arriving at the palace, the guards swiftly escorted us to meet the Vampire King, Silas Shadowborne.

"I've been expecting you earlier, Alpha King," Silas said mockingly, making Zander scowl. His features hardened and if look could kill Silas would be dead already. "Where is my son, King Silas?" Zander's voice boomed.

"He's safe with me, but if you wish to see him, you must agree to my terms and grant me access to the werewolf realm," Silas demanded.

"True kings don't negotiate by cowardly means of kidnapping and blackmailing a father," Zander scoffed.

Silas chuckled. "Haven't you heard that everything is fair in love and war? So, come to the point. Will you sign the peace pact or not?" Silas asked shamelessly.

"I'll sign anywhere," Zander huffed, but beneath his calm facade, I could sense his anger simmering. "But first, I want to see my son," Zander made his condition clear. Silas gestured to one of his vampire guards, who disappeared into the palace and returned after a while, holding my son in his arms.

"Alpha and Austin look exactly alike," Madox remarked, studying Austin before glancing at Zander.

Gasps echoed through the room as our soldiers were taken

aback-Austin was the spitting image of the Alpha king. The

resemblance between father annet

son was unmistakable. Even Zander was surprised by the striking similarities. He stared at his son in wonder, his lips parting, eyes fixed on Austin.

"He's my son!" Zander declared, looking at Austin. Austin's eyes were moist, his face filled with sadness. But as he looked at Zander, his expression changed. He seemed shocked, perhaps realizing that the man before him resembled an older version of himself. "Austin!" I exclaimed, rushing towards him, but the Vampire guards signaled for me to stop, holding up their hands and blocking my path.

"What's the rush, Selena? Before you get your son back, don't you want to know who helped us trick you and take your son?" Silas sneered as his grin was sly and cunning.

"Who was it?" I asked, furrowing my brow as my heart braced itself to confront the traitor.

"Selena!" a familiar voice from behind startled me, causing me to turn abruptly.

"Uncle Jack?!" I couldn't believe my eyes seeing him there, smirking and appearing so composed. He was the traitor. I couldn't fathom that my only family, my uncle, my only blood relation left after my family died, was behind putting my son's life in danger.

"I can't believe you orchestrated my son's kidnapping," I spat out with disdain, feeling the respect and care for him crumble away. The moment I realized he had used my son and me for his despicable motives, any love t had for him vanished, He had faked his entire life, pretending to genuinely love Austin and me.

"Selena, I never wanted to do this," he began, his voice filled with pain. "Believe me, you were my only family. But my hatred for the Alpha King was stronger than any other feelings," he sighed before continuing. "When you said you were going to tell the Alpha King about Austin and reconcile with him, lost control. You ruined my plan because my revenge wasn't complete. I wanted to see him suffer for destroying my pack and my family," he paused, glaring at me, and I was shocked to hear such hatred from him. His heart seemed consumed by immense hatred for the Alpha King. "I'm truly disappointed in you, my child. How could you forget about your parents, your brother, sister, and pack members' deaths? They were brutally killed by your ex-mate," he yelled at me.

"No, Uncle!" I shouted in anger and hatred. "You're wrong, and you've always lied to me!" I yelled, then glanced at Austin, who flinched. I never wanted my son to endure what I had experienced: the violence, crime, bloodshed, and the killing of innocent people. But perhaps his fate was already decided, destined to witness all the brutality because he was the Alpha King's son.

"Our family perished because of their mistake. If Father hadn't opposed the Alpha King and attempted to kill him, he would still be alive," I argued.

"So this cunning Alpha King has twisted your thoughts, and you believed in him and his lies," Uncle snarled, glaring at Zander, who met his gaze with a furious stare.

I shook my head. "Uncle, I have a conscience to discern what's right and wrong. Please, stop being paranoid and surrender. Perhaps the Alpha King will forgive you and spare your life," I pleaded.

Uncle laughed. "Selena, you still don't grasp that your ex-mate is powerless in front of the Vampire King. With the protection of the Vampire King, no one can harm me."

It was Uncle's excessive confidence that was gradually leading him towards his demise. I made one last attempt to save his life, but it seemed he was destined to be killed, provoking the Alpha King instead.

Chapter 549

The War *Selena*

"Father, let's keep this fight between us. Don't involve a child in this. Release Selena's son!" Damon interrupted.

"Have you forgotten your manners, Damon? What's gotten into you all of a sudden? Don't you remember that they are our enemies, and we need to defeat them?" Silas scolded his son with a snarl, but Damon seemed unaffected, glaring at his father with fury.

"I haven't forgotten anything, Father. I remember very well that a true warrior never uses elders, children, or women in their fight. They fight with bravery and rely on strength," Damon declared with a roar.

I was deeply impressed by his words. Despite being seen as our rival, a bloodthirsty Vampire, he appeared to be a man of honor and power.

Zander exchanged a glance with Damon, and without a word, Damon lunged at the vampire holding Austin, swiftly grabbing him and passing him to me. I held my son tightly in my arms while our soldiers drew their swords, launching an attack on the cunning vampires. Silas was caught off guard by Zander and Damon's unexpected move, looking shocked and bewildered.

"Damon, you're a traitor! You're fighting for the enemy's side. I disown you," Silas snarled, ordering his soldiers, "Attack! Ensure no one escapes alive."

"Keep dreaming, Silas. Your time is up," Zander declared as he shifted and leaped into the fray.

I held onto Austin firmly, reassuring him, "Baby boy, Mom's here. No one can harm you. Just keep your eyes closed and don't look at what's happening around us."

Austin obediently hid his face in my shoulder, holding me tightly and shutting his eyes.

Zander and Maddox shielded me, safeguarding both Austin and me by fiercely battling the Vampires with their expert skills.

However, more Vampire soldiers arrived, intensifying the fight. There were painful screams, blood spattering everywhere, creating a frightening scene.

Amidst the chaos, I witnessed Uncle Jack, fighting alongside the Vampires, launching an attack on Zander from behind. But he was no match for the Alpha King. In a swift move, Zander tossed him into the air, snapping his neck, and Uncle's lifeless body slammed against the far wall. Tears welled up in my eyes involuntarily. No matter how cunning he was, witnessing his death pained my heart. I wished he had listened to me, improved his actions by apologizing, and surrendered before the Alpha King.

"Selena, who will save you now?" I was lost in mourning over Uncle's death and didn't have time to be alert when Silas suddenly appeared behind me, grabbing me and preparing to bite. Austin screamed in horror.

Zander's gaze snapped toward me. He was at another corner as he shouted warnings at Silas. "Don't do anything foolish, Silas. I'm warning you."

But Silas laughed wickedly. "Your mate has to die, Alpha King."

Zander lunged, dashing toward me, and as Silas descended towards my neck, his teeth touched my skin. I closed my eyes, feeling my death drawing near, holding my breath and praying to the moon Goddess to save my son.

Suddenly, Silas was forcefully pulled away from me while Zander pulled me away at the same time before Silas's teeth could sink into my neck. I saw Damon stabbing his father with a wooden stake, piercing his heart. "No one can harm my mate," he declared, trembling with anger, heaving and breathing loudly.

The Vampire king was killed, and his soldiers stopped fighting, surrendering to the Alpha king.

Zander's concerned gaze was fixed on me intently as he asked, "Are you okay?"

I nodded, then turned to look at Austin. He observed his father with curiosity in his eyes.

Zander tousled Austin's hair as he assured him, "I'm here, son. No one can hurt you." "Austin, you've always wanted to meet your dad, right?" I asked gently, kissing his head. He nodded eagerly.

"He's your dad," I said, gesturing towards Zander.

"Austin, my son!" Zander whispered in amazement. His eyes overflowed with all the love he had. I had never seen him display any emotions, but for the first time in his life, I saw softness and vulnerability in his expression. Zander opened his arms, and Austin jumped into his father's embrace.

A tear of joy fell from my eyes. I had been waiting for this day since I first learned I was carrying Austin.

Zander showered sloppy kisses all over Austin's face, repeating, "My son. My blood. My heir!"

"Dad!" Austin laughed joyfully, embracing his father. "Will you live with us now?" he asked innocently, tugging at my heartstrings. I remembered how much he longed for his dad when he saw other kids playing with theirs. "Yes, son. I'm here to take you and your mother with me. We'll all live together," Zander confirmed, gently stroking Austin's head.

"So, you'll never leave us alone?!" Innocence shone in Austin's eyes as he looked at Zander, who briefly glanced at me before returning his gaze to Austin.

"Never!" Zander vowed, hugging

Austin tightly to his chest. It was an

incredibly emotional moment, and struggled to hold back tears. Zander's long arm wrapped around my shoulder, pulling me closer, and for a brief moment, we stood there together, sharing that heartfelt connection.

Then Zander approached Damon.

"Prince Damon, after your father's passing, I hereby declare you the new king of the Vampires," Zander proclaimed, removing the crown from Dmon's father's head and gently placing it on Damon's temple.

A wave of applause and cheers erupted throughout the gathering, celebrating the ascension of the new Vampire king.

With the transfer of leadership to Damon complete, we departed for the Moonglow Pack territory. During the journey, Austin bombarded his father with questions, eager to understand the truth about their heritage as werewolves and Alpha lineage. Zander shared everything with remarkable patience, a rare trait for him.

Austin's eyes sparkled with excitement upon learning that his father was the Alpha King and he was a prince. A smile crept across my face as I gazed at my small family. I hoped that finally, everything would fall into place, and we could lead a peaceful life together.

Chapter 550

Giving Him Head *Maddox*

The entire pack welcomed us warmly upon our return with Zander's son, our prince. The atmosphere was filled with celebration, and an air of festivity enveloped the pack. It was a truly joyous occasion after so many years. Yet, amidst the jubilation, I couldn't help but sense the lingering tension between Zander and Selena. Their unresolved issues needed attention soon, or history might repeat itself. Fortunately, the pack members were preoccupied with admiring their little prince, oblivious to the growing distance between Zander and Selena.

As Zander and Selena retired to their suite, I made my way to the pack's office. There were calls to attend to and some pending work that required my attention.

I was in the middle of a video conference call when the door to my office creaked open, and Blair stepped inside. She appeared visibly upset. Despite her attempts at manipulation and persuasion, I managed to convince Zander that it wasn't wise to bring her along with us. I proposed that she wasn't adequately prepared based on her performance during our practice sessions. However, the real reason was my reluctance to have her accompany us, especially knowing the vampires posed a significant threat. I couldn't allow any harm to befall my mate. My mate!

My heart skipped a beat as the word glinted in my head. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her as she slowly swayed her hips toward me. Although I pretended to be indifferent, my heart pounded loudly, her sweet scent filling the entire room and clouding my senses. I felt my eyes grow heavy with lust and desire for her, but I knew it was a bad idea. She was pure and innocent, not meant to be with a monster like me.

I gulped as our gazes met, and in that moment, I caught a flicker of mischief in the princess's amber eyes. As she approached closer, I cursed under my breath and switched my attention to the computer screen, feigning interest in the conversation happening on the other side.

I nodded and pretended to be engrossed in an intense discussion while Blair's every move went unnoticed as she perched herself on the edge of the desk. Suppressing a groan, I watched as her short skirt crept higher, revealing her panties. Her chest heaved as she leaned back, arching her body sensually. My breath hitched when her hand slipped into her silky brown hair, and I forgot to breathe altogether as she rubbed her thighs, emitting a soft moan.

"Beta Maddox! What's that sound?" one of our business partners asked abruptly.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

"Nothing, I think the door was open. But it's closed now, you won't hear any more sounds," I quickly reassured them while shooting a warning glare at Blair.

She stepped away from the desk and shot me a gaze that instinctively told me I was in trouble.

I nearly swore out loud as Blair, upon reaching the side of my desk, suddenly knelt and spun my swivel seat towards her.

"Beta Maddox?!"

The various faces on my monitor appeared surprised and puzzled at my abrupt turn away from the screen. Meanwhile, Blair was already unzipping my pants, reaching for my cock, and pulling it out of its confines. Lust took over my senses, and my mind ceased contemplating right or wrong as her soft fingers wrapped around my shaft. My breathing quickened, and my heart thumped in my ears.

Before I could clear my throat and manage to say in a steady voice, "I'm sorry, I had—"

Fuck.

My mate now held my erection in her hands, stroking me as if she were a pro.

"Beta Maddox? Is everything alright?"

"I..."

Fuuuuuuuuuck.

Blair's gaze lifted to meet mine as she slowly closed her lips around the head of my cock. I clenched my fists as I hissed...

She started to suck.

"Please carry on without me. There's a blow-"

Blair nearly choked on my cock, and I bit back a groan when I realized what I had almost said.

"I mean, job. There's a job... emergency I must deal with, so I'll need to log out for now."

Blair started playing with my balls.

"Keep me posted. Thanks."

I nearly slammed my hand down on the keyboard in my haste to cut the connection, and as soon as I switched the monitor off and saw the camera's blinking light die down, I gazed down at my naughty angel. She was sucking me off as if enjoying her favorite candy. A mischievous giggle escaped my mate as I withdrew my cock from her mouth and pulled her up onto my lap. Her eyes were dark with lust as she stared directly into mine.

"You're becoming more and more troublesome," I growled, threading my hand through her soft curls and tilting her head back, tugging hard on her hair.

"Ah!" she moaned as I licked the length of her slender neck.

But my mate didn't cease her teasing; instead, she continued to provoke me. She began grinding against my bulge, almost bringing me to climax right then and there. My length swelled beneath her.

"You're playing with fire, princess," I warned, but she didn't stop. Too absorbed in wriggling out of her panties. Seeing her struggling, I simply grabbed the edge of her lace panties and ripped the damn thing off her body.

A part of me expected Blair to be stunned by this, but as always, she proved me wrong.

Instead, my mate only told me seriously, 'I want to burn then."

A groan escaped me. I was shocked as well to hear the estranged sound-a mixture between exasperation and arousal. My princess was innocent and inexperienced, but this naughty side of her was completely contradictory. In fact, I found her seductive side more dominant, as she always made me fall on my knees before her and give in to her every demand.

My hungry gaze swung back to my mate the moment I felt her dainty hands curving over the hard slope of my shoulders. I saw her bite her lip as she slowly rubbed her wetness against my erection, and my jaw clenched hard as she let out a little moan and began rubbing herself faster and harder over my wildly throbbing cock. I saw her lips part as her expression turned slightly dazed.

"Maddox..."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

My name sounded so alluring from her lips, like an enchantment weaving magic around me. I forgot we were in the pack's office, with CCTV cameras on. My fingers gripped her tightly, guiding her hips to move even faster. The sensation of her slippery warmth against my bare cock was both heavenly and torturous, making it a challenge to resist simply taking her. I knew that if I did, she wouldn't mind, she might even relish it. She had never kept it a secret that she longed for my touch, eager for me to claim her virginity and seal our mate bond, ensuring no other man could ever touch her. The intensity of the mate bond and the desire to protect her was so overwhelming that I almost lost

control. Somehow, I managed to

resist.

No idea how, but I managed it.

"You're so wet for me, princess," I whispered into her ear.

Blair moaned, her eyes hooded as she looked at me. My gaze dropped to her parted lips, tempting me to claim her mouth. Yielding to the lust, I harshly pressed my lips against hers. My tongue passed through her parted lips, welcomed eagerly by her greedy mouth. Even as I felt her nails digging deeper into my back, it wasn't enough.

"Do you want my cock that much?" I whispered against her lips.

A whimper escaped her, yet it still wasn't enough.

"Then say it," I said roughly.

"I-I want it."

"What is it that you want?"

My question made her shudder, and then she began gyrating wildly against me.

"Fuck me, please," she cried out. "It hurts so much. I want you inside me," She begged so desperately and I almost lost my sanity. Fuck! How could I not when my mate was confessing she wanted me so much?

"How much do you want me to ruin your virgin pussy?" I growled, knowing my mate loved my explicit language.

"So much!" My princess was sobbing now, her movements completely uncontrolled as she tried desperately to have my cock inside her.

It felt so fucking good and I almost exploded with my climax.

"Then, if I say I want you to act like my fucking whore, would you take my monster dick in your cunt?"

I had never been one to use dirty language during sex, but with her, I found myself uttering words I had never spoken before... even without my cock entering her. With her, I lost control. Forgot about being honorable. As if I had every right to be myself with her. And when I heard her pant, "Yes, my mate! Yes!"

I found myself roaring as I reached

my release, and a moment later, Blair, too, was crying as she reached her own peak. She slumped in my arms as clutched her tightly to my chest, my mouth found her, kissing her senselessly. Micah howled happily, pushing me to claim her right then and there, wanting to take over my body and mark her so everybody would know she was ours, and no one could ever separate us.

However, the door was jerked open, and I knew who it was. I quickly covered Blair's legs, pulling down her skirt as I tucked myself into my pants. I managed to place her aside, getting her off my lap in time, just as a hard punch landed on my face.