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Lucien POV
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I clenched my jaw because I didn’t want to meet him at the moment. What was the urgency? Could he not wait for a day or
two?
“Go and meet him,” Auren said, noticing my hesitation.
Irritation lacing my thoughts, I hurried downstairs to see him. The Shaman was wearing dark robes, like he had come straight from a sacred worshiping ritual. I folded my arms tightly across my chest as I looked at him warily. My pups were only a day old and I didn’t like visitors. At least for a week. “What is it?” I said sharply.
He raised an eyebrow, caution etching on his weathered face. “Alpha Lucien, I have come to talk about the curse. I feel that it still clings by its final thread to you. I strongly believe that the shadow wolves of the Eldermere hold their last say in it.”
Tension bunched in my shoulders. What else did the shadows wanted? They were about to take away my wife, my mate. “What do you mean?” I asked.
He let out a rough exhale. “The shadow wolves must see the heirs. Only then will the curse be fully broken.”
A growl rumbled deep in my chest. “You want me to take my pups–my newborn pups–to a fucking graveyard which is haunted by monsters? Where I was almost dead, lying in a pool of blood? Where my mate was lying unconscious? Now you want me to take my pups there to sacrifice them at that altar? You must be out of your mind!” Remus growled in my head. He was so angry that he wanted to break free and go on a rampage.
The Shaman held his ground. “I don’t think that the shadow wolves will harm the pups,” he insisted. “It is possible that by seeing your heirs, they will free the Shadowfang pack from the Bride Ban’s curse.”
“No!” My voice boomed in the manor. “I won’t risk the lives of my pups for a ‘maybe“”
The Shaman bowed his head with sorrow in his eyes. “Then the curse may never break.”
I stood still with my jaw clenched as fear rooted deeper than any logic. But I wasn’t going to risk the lives of my pups. Over my dead body. The Shaman left and I went back to my wife and children. The moment I saw them, every last bit of fear and anger disappeared.
“What was it?” Auren asked, looking worried.
I closed the gap between us and held her closely against my chest. “It’s nothing,” I murmured, burying my face in the crook of her neck. Please goddess, keep her with me. I know you’re listening to me.
My mother had died within a month of giving me birth. I remember father talking about how the curse took its toll on her. Every day she sank deeper into depression. Her health just went downhill. So I had braced myself for the worst. If Auren died, I would go with her. Willingly. Every hour after the birth of our pups, I watched her like a hawk–waiting for her color to fade, her scent to sour, her warmth to dim.
As days passed, I started preparing a will, making sure that none of my wealth went into the wrong hands. I refused to leave her side, barely sleeping, barely breathing. When she needed rest, I was there to take care of the pups. I wanted to live this short time with them to the fullest. When she slept, I loved it. When my pups cried or giggled, I cherished it. This was all I needed. Ever.
But as the days passed, none of my apprehensions materialized. Instead, Auren nursed back to health. The dark circles under her eyes softened. Her cheeks regained their color. She felt better. Often, I saw her cooing to the pups, and then laughing at them, playing with them. It overwhelmed my heart. She looked at me with so much light and happiness in her eyes that it made my heart ache.
There was not a sliver of sickness in her. There was no pain. Nothing that I could feel through the bond. In contrast, my bond pulsed with life. I tried to find a whisper of death or a fading link. There was nothing of the sort.
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A fortnight later, she was sitting by hearth, at night. Both the pups were cradled by her. Bradley was suckling the left breast while Tamara the right. My pups were ferociously hungry all the time. The sound of them slurping milk was loud in the room. I looked at them with so much tenderness that it ached. When our eyes met, she said, “You’re staring again.”
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I walked over slowly to her and dropped on my knees beside her. I watched our pups and then when my eyes traveled to her face, I said, “You are glowing, love.”
She chuckled. “I feel amazing. Hungry all the time though.”
I brushed her golden hair back. “You are feeding two werewolf babies. You are allowed to eat the whole kitchen.”
She laughed. Tamara was already full. She went back to sleep but Brad was still drinking, clutching to her breast like it would disappear. I took Tamara, burped her and made her sleep in the cradle. By the time I returned, I saw that Brad was also asleep. I took him from her and settled him in the cradle. Sometimes, I wondered how a big bad wolf like me had become so domesticated? Auren had changed me completely, and I loved the feeling.
I returned to her and she still hadn’t closed the buttons of her nursing gown. I rested my head on her lap and she brushed my cheeks softly. Her breasts were so heavy and glorified. I cupped them and before I knew my cock pulsed straining against my pants. With one hand I cupped her neck and pulled her nipple low to my mouth. “Fuck!” I groaned as I sucked her. “Fuck, fuck!” She was amazing. I squeezed her breasts as I grazed her tits with my fangs. She moaned in pleasure.
Before I knew it, she was pinned beneath me on the rug, my thighs on either side of her legs. She wasn’t ready, and so as I sucked her, I grounded my cock against her belly. I think it was all so pent–up inside me that with three measured thrusts, I came on her belly. “Fuck!” I groaned as I spilled my cum on her. I stayed there with her for a few minutes, kissing her, saying thank you to her for bearing up with an ass like me. Later I cleaned her up with a towel and laid beside her on the rug as the fire crackled in the hearth.
I leaned in and kissed her temple. My heart thundered in my chest. I couldn’t help but ponder as to why wasn’t the curse acting fast on Auren? It felt like she wasn’t affected by it. Was the curse meant for me then? Because some of my thorny vine tattoos still remained. Ridiculous!
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Lucien had deferred the party that he was supposed to give to the pack. He didn’t want to risk exposure to his newly born. He was an extremely protective father, there for them all the time. I hadn’t expected this from the Alpha of the North, but look where was he? My heart swelled with warmth and love seeing him cooing to Tamara. She was the apple of his eyes. He felt like she needed more protection as compared to his son. I would laugh at him, but he said that his daughter was the princess. There hadn’t been a single female born in the Shadowfang bloodline. So Tamara was a precious child.
“The Elders want to see you, Auren,” he said as we lay side by side. He curled his fingers around mine and was examining our joined hands against the light of the fire.
“Why?” I asked sleepily.
“Goddess knows!” he rasped. “These Elders have their own mind.”
“I’ll meet them tomorrow.”
“You don’t have to, if you don’t want it.”
I chuckled. “It’s not like they will kill me. It’s just a small meeting, Lucien.”
“Okay…”
The next day, the Elders arrived in the afternoon. Elder Ryna and Orlan. I had got the pups downstairs for them to see. they were so happy, with warm smiles etched on their wrinkled faces.
“Awww…” Elder Ryna breathed, bringing her hand to her heart. “Look at them!”
Elder Orlan leaned in to peek at the twins in my arms. “Bradley is so strong. And already full of life.”
Bradley had grown more than Tamara. He looked dominant at two weeks.
“And she is so beautiful,” Elder Orlan remarked with a kind smile to Tamara. “The first female in centuries of the Shadowfang Alpha line.” He clasped his hands. “I hope they aren’t troubling you so much.”
“They kick like wolves,” I said with a small grin. “Lucien’s convinced that they will shift early just to terrorize him.”
The Elders laughed, but soon Elder Ryna’s eyes turned serious. “And how are you, Luna Auren?”
And
“I’m… good,” I replied. “Actually really good.” I looked at them. There was no pain, no sickness. In fact, I felt stronger than I thought I would.”
Ryna and Orlan exchanged a glance. “That’s surprising,” Orlan muttered. “Given the nature of the curse…”
Lucien shifted in his feet beside me, his tension pulsing through our bond.
I gave
the pups
to the nannies who took them upstairs. Then I turned to the Elders and said, “I thought the curse would… do something. But look-” I took my hands up in front of me. Turning my palms, I said, “I feel more alive and healthier. Vivi is feeding me a lot!” I chuckled.
There was an awkward quiet in the room. After a while, Ryna gently said, “I hope that the mate bond between you reverses
the effects of the curse.”
“I hope so too!” Lucien muttered under his breath.
But he didn’t sound convinced. He looked worried as hell. And his worry was a cause of deep concern for me. I took his
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hand in mine and said, “Lucien, I am well. Stop worrying so much, okay?”
He just pulled my hand up and kissed my knuckles in answer.
Lucien POV
barked by thorns. They were the phantom calls of the
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For the last one year, the bond between me and Auren had been shadow wolves. I felt the chills down my spine. But all of them had gone and the one that remained on my chest did bring flashes of pain now and then. At first, I thought that it was Auren who the Shadow wolves were after, but as the next week got
was after my life. It was like either me or her. over, the pain in my chest intensified and now I firmly believed that the curse
Our bond was quiet. It pulsed steady and strong. Auren’s joy and warmth was overwhelming. There was not an iota of fear.
It forced me to wonder if the curse was over? Did the curse spare her? If that was the case, then I was a happy wolf. We would both stay with our kids, watch them grow.
However, my happiness was short–lived. It began one quiet evening. Tamara had just finished feeding. I took her from Auren and nestled her against my bare chest. The soft breaths vibrated against my skin. She was so beautiful, like she was spun from moonlight. I inhaled her scent and a smile spread on my lips. Three weeks had passed without anything untoward.
I made her sleep in her cradle. Bradley was already sleeping. I chuckled as to how my pups were only interested in sleeping, having milk and doing potty. They had started recognizing their mom pretty well though. So whenever she cooed to them, they would talk back to her.
Just as I got up, I felt a sharp sting in my chest. I flinched. It was a single prick right over my tattoo near my heart. He placed my hand over my heart to stop it. It was like a ghost of heat. At that time, I didn’t pay attention and went to the bed to sleep beside Auren. However, over the next few days, it grew worse. The thorns, kind of twisted. They didn’t just sting. They fucking moved. It felt like they were crawling beneath my skin. Some nights I woke up in a sweat as pain gripped me hard.
But I didn’t tell it to Auren. Though she was worried and would keep asking me what was wrong, I didn’t tell her anything. She looked so happy. I couldn’t burden her again. Not after everything we had been through.
But the fucking pain wasn’t fading. It was only building.
Our pups were a month old today. I was thinking of giving a party to my pack members. It was a quiet morning. Sunlight
party as I walked to her. “Here, let me also-” spilled on the floor. She was talking excitedly about the p
Suddenly, white hot, blinding pain shot through my chest. My knees buckled. My arms seized mid–motion. Auren screamed, lunging forward. “Lucien!”
flesh. But I hit the floor before she reached me. I collapsed onto my side, a terrifying tremble coursing through me. My breath turned shallow and uneven. Right where my tattoo was, it felt like embers burning into my
“Lucien- Lucien! What’s happening?” she cried, her voice breaking. “Vivi! Tarian!” she shouted.
I looked at her, my vision blurring fast. I couldn’t breathe or answer. If I thought that the curse had forgotten us, it had just
And it wanted to claim me. Not Auren.
