NARRATOR"I hope so. That this time, Fenrir takes advantage of the opportunity we all set up for him."Valeria sighed, letting those huge, comforting hands caress her belly.In her heart, she was a little worried too.Fenrir was the only one left. One way or another, each of the others had found their own happiness and was living it with their mate.She’d thought Laziel would be the one to give her the biggest headaches, and look how sharp that grandson turned out.Aldric narrowed his eyes, a little mockery inside them.He saw Magnus in a dark corner trying to feel up his big woman, and Fenrir looked like a puppy with his tail down behind his redhead."One so ahead of the curve and the other an idiot. Who did that son of mine take after?"Valeria’s mouth curved into a smile where Aldric couldn’t see it.Said the man who took his sweet time to accept her as his mate and speak clearly about his feelings.Not to mention her own mistakes.It seemed Fenrir had inherited all their communica

NARRATORFenrir moved in just a bit to watch the chaos unfolding in the middle of the island.Somehow, using their own tricks, two men had beaten him there."What is that creature?" Gale frowned at the black hulk full of red eyes and vicious jaws.It looked like a massive reptile with obsidian scales, standing on its hind legs and baring a lethal row of teeth at those males.Fenrir hesitated for a moment about what to do; he hadn't been seen, and he could definitely take advantage."They're going to get crushed," Gale murmured, watching how the two warriors fought hard against the predator."I think I saw one of those in the fight... they called it a Drakmor or something... didn't Nyx make friends with a female?"The men's own shouts told him he wasn't wrong and yes, it was one of those creatures."... What the hell is a Drakmor doing here?!""... Weren't they supposed to have made peace with the werewolves?!""... He must be an exile...!"The scraps of talk between attack and defense

NARRATORThe Priestess tested Fenrir in the cave, and he didn’t let her down."He's a good male. I just hope that stuck-up, silly Centuria stops playing hard to get," Dalila narrowed her eyes at Abigaíl, who suddenly got chills.But the young Centuria’s mind and heart were fixed on the man now facing the last trial.Abigaíl wanted to know if Fenrir had really changed his mind about being free and staying with her… forever.In front of a small table full of little vials, Hakon looked at Fenrir and Dago with a dark expression."Most of these are poisons and toxic stuff. If you had to find an antidote to save your woman… which one does your wolf instinct tell you is the right one?" he asked, staring hard at his future son-in-law."You’ll drink them first, and if it’s poison, well, depending on the toxins, with some luck you might just kick the bucket…""You wish," Fenrir muttered inside."You shouldn’t have any trouble with this, since you’re such an expert in magic potions, right, Lycan

NARRATOR"I’m not doing anything, I wouldn’t give my female that kind of grief," Fenrir confessed, stroking the back of her hand with his finger."If you think I’m not enough for Abigail, we’ll settle it like two warriors, in the battlefield, and I’ll make you eat dirt.""Fenrir!" Abigail looked at him and then at her father.As proud and war-hungry as Hakon was, he was surely going to get angry.But the Alpha of the swamp just stared at him for a few seconds, while Fenrir held his challenging gaze.Hakon had to admit this straightforward boy was starting to grow on him more than he had planned at first.He was very much like Hakon.Abigail was sweating buckets and, when she saw her mother approaching with the whole entourage, she nearly screamed for help."I accept the fight, but I already know you can protect her body. What worries me isn’t that… but whether you’ll do the same with her heart," Hakon finally answered.Incredibly, he was more relaxed than Abigail thought."I will… I’l

FENRIRI could be slow at a lot of things, but not with seduction, and definitely not with my mate’s clumsy, sweet attempts to reel me in.Abigail didn’t have to do much.Never thought that catching a glimpse a little higher than a woman’s calves would make my cock stand up that hard.So I got tired of pretending to be the gentleman I wasn’t.When Abigail turned around with the excuse that she needed help loosening the ribbons on the back of her corset... I went straight to undress her for real.My fingers slid under the soft fabric as I leaned in behind her back.That fiery red hair lay to one side, over her delicate shoulder.Everything about my woman was so delicious, and her scent was driving me insane.Lowering my head, I breathed in the smell of her nape.My tongue came out to lick that fragile spine.My wolf’s teeth ached to sink into that tender flesh.A low growl rumbled out as I listened to the breathy moan leave her mouth.My hands tugged a little more at the tangled knots