My fingers tug at his shirt, the fabric tearing under my grip, and I feel Eric’s hands on my shoulders, his lips moving lower, trailing fire across my skin. It’s raw, consuming, the kind of heat that could burn this whole pack house down. 

I want more—more of Rick, more of Eric, more of this bond that makes us whole, even without her.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” a voice snaps, sharp and raw, cutting through the haze.

I freeze, my lips still on Rick’s, my hands gripping his hair. I turn my head, slow and deliberate, and there she is—Lia, standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock, her face a storm of fury and something else, something that makes my wolf howl. 

My smirk widens, slow and deliberate, as I meet her gaze, letting her see every bit of the monster she hates.

Chapter 58: Taking What's Mine 🐺🔥🌙


I pace the small room in the Ironfang pack house. My hands are fists. My nails dig into my palms until I can feel the sting. I cannot calm down. That girl Lia appears out of nowhere and acts like she can take everything I worked for. Years of keeping this pack together, years of holding things steady, and now she walks in and takes the throne like it is hers. I hate that.


I grab the vase on the table and throw it hard at the floor. It breaks into a hundred pieces. The sound snaps sharp across the room. I pull my hands over my face and growl. My voice comes out loud in the quiet. "She's got to go, Mom. I need to make her disappear for good."


My mother sits in a chair. Lerina looks calm. Her eyes are cold and careful. She watches me pace like I am a wild animal. She does not say anything at first. I stop and look at her. "What, Mom? You got nothing to say? You are just going to let Lia take everything we built?"


Chapter 59 - chapter 58