The words of the old Alpha Eldric kept echoing in my head long after the visitors left our territory. A greater dark cloud was coming.
It was time for the full moon. Our twins Jax Jr. and Luna Rose were part of some old prophecy. The thought made my wolf restless and angry. I did not want my pup to be affected by battles they should not fight.
Sophia noticed my mood.
She always did. That evening, after feeding the twin babies and placing them to sleep, she came to me in our chambers. She wore only one of my large shirts, the hem barely covering her thighs. Her body had become even more tempting since giving birth, fuller breasts, softer hips, and that sweet glow that drove me crazy.
“You are worrying again,” she said softly, walking up to me and placing her hands on my chest.
I pull
