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37. Genevieve
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A Damaged Alpha 38. Genevieve
Attempting to appear cold and unfriendly towards each other was impossible with Nikolai’s deep, rasping filth in my head. /Honey, god scent between your legs, princess you’re soaking/ he murmured gruffly as I climbed the stairs without looking at him. My arousal was palpable in the air there was no denying that. /No underwear sorry/ I said innocently, my cotton nightgown swishing underneath the black cloak that I was very much looking forward to him ripping from me. /Don’t make me taste you right here in the corridor./He kept his head down, stomping after me down the long stone corridors to our suite. It looked to any bystanders as though I was dragging him to get changed for his sister’s ceremony. The evil, damaged Alpha being shamed into behaving for his family. People would see my red, flushed face and assume he’d made me cry, not that I was trying to keep myself from falling over. The lust from his gaze caused hot waves of heat to race up and down my spine, my legs wobbling, hi
A Damaged Alpha 39. Genevieve
Everyone swooned as Freya walked down the aisle on her fathers arm. Alexander appeared ten feet tall, chest puffed, dark eyes blazing as his peers cooed. Helena waited at the top of the aisle with the proudest smile on her face.I was focused on the slightly-rumpled Phillipe, unsure whether his eyes being green today was good or bad. Freya's white and green gown is a Grecian wonder of soft, flowing pale silk. Enhancing her shape perfectly, with a low cust bust, twisting green garlands and a delicate white satin cloak, she made a perfect Luna. Nikolai’s gaze was focused in the same direction, although Phillipe did not seem to notice either of us. He smiled broadly as he took Freya’s delicate hand. His white hair was styled into a sky-high twisting spike of drama. However his suit was grey with purple piping. Really he should have worn an element of green like everyone else. /Or blue to represent the right wolf/ Priya growled, her voice laced with hostility. NIkolai remained silent, s
A Damaged Alpha 40. Nikolai
I’ll admit I’ve been a moody prick about this ceremony for a while. If anybody had any sense they would have postponed it or just had a simple ceremony with their family and friends. Freya has to have what she wants. Spoilt rotten really. Why am I the only person in this room not realising that everyone of these prestigious guests are sitting ducks? It’s lunacy!. They’re sleeping in tents for fucks sake. Tents! Freya might as well make them all line up and expose their throats for the kill.I’ve got Vee in my arms, swirling her about her dancefloor and I feel absolutely wretched. I thought she hated me. I had Phillipe by the throat, ready to throttle him to death or simply take his head off before that freezing sensation got me. Revulsion, self-pitying shivers raced through my body. It gave me enough time to snap out of killing the worthless excuse of an Alpha.I don’t regret punching the bastard in the stomach though. He deserved at least that. My only regret is stopping at one hit.
A Damaged Alpha 41. Nikolai
The crowd were still clapping and cheering as the band prepared for the next song. Silence and hesitation met my question so I quickly leaned into her ear, trying to ignore the way her honey scent made me twitch with need.“I’ve failed you today. For my mate…my heart to feel so wretched about themselves…that's my failing. Dance with me again.”“I’m not perfect, you don’t need to say that” she flinched, looking away from me. Letting go of her hand I placed both of mine around her jaw, cupping her perfect face inches from mine. Fuck who saw me in love with her. My eyes flashed with ruby desire as I tried to make her understand. “I’ve been organising patrols, setting up extra fire torches and checking for rogue scents out there for five hours when I really should have been with you. So I’m sorry. I want to make it up to you.”The crowd watched, probably assuming I was planning to rip her head off but I was trying to win her over. The band struck, a lone violin lamenting. Hardly a sexy
A Damaged Alpha 42. Genevieve
You don’t need to be a Fate to know when your mate is ragingly pissed. The instant that glass smashed I knew./We should have told him/ Priya whimpered, doubling down on the dread pulsing from head to toe. I had been stood about, idly wondering just how far from the tents we’d need to wander for nobody to hear me moan. Now I felt my throat clench, razor blade scratchiness attacking.At the sound of the crashing glass, women in gowns shrieking to leap away from the splinters his eyes found mine. My mouth dropped open but no words, not even a mind link was possible. How do you tell the person you love the most you’ve purposely kept a huge part of yourself secret?How is it to ever be forgiven?I like to think I’m brave. I’ve got through losing my parents, I’ve started a new life in a pack I don’t know. I ‘ve even managed to overcome Nikolai treating me like shit for the first months of our mate bond. Seeing the look on his face was devastating. The way his dark brown whirlpools of his e
A Damaged Alpha 43. Genevieve
I didn’t need to wait another second. Mid-shift into my wolf form I picked up the dark murmur I feared the most. “Get her.” By the time I had sunk to four paws the sound of their ripping clothes and paws on the gravel shore swiftly followed./NIKOLAI PLEASE!/ I screamed over our mind link. I swerved as one almost clamped their jaw on my slender back leg. Using my speed I managed to dodge into clear space, sprinting along the gravel shoreline. I allowed Priya to take over our escape, her nimble feet bounded over every log, rock, and clump of roots. Flying, her sure balance guiding us up and away from the water, twisting in and out of the tree trunks. All control was ceded to my wolf. I was a rodeo clown holding on for the ride as we travelled so fast my vision blurred.My unknown hunters did not howl either, I guess to avoid drawing attention from the pack Beta’s guarding just a few hundred metres away. If I howled, I would draw away all the protection from the people sleeping, perha
A Damaged Alpha 44. Nikolai
I grabbed her just before her head smashed into the ground. She was completely limp. In panic I looked at her slender neck for signs of a dart, so quickly she had blanched and dropped as though tranquilised./I’m sorry son, are you hurt?/ my father's mind linked, his deep bass voice always a surprise. /I’m going to get your mother calm and come find you. She should never have said those things to Genevieve. You know we don’t blame her for this happening./Cradling her in my arms I struggled to reply. If my mother is out of control again then my father needs help as Alpha. He cannot retain control of this situation on his own. Pressing my forehead close to Vee’s I feel her pulse and soft breathing. It gives me the courage to be the Alpha of White Forest, my precious mate.“Help me put her safely in our tent. There has been no sign of disturbance there?”“I’ll help,” Cillian said flatly, his jaw clenched as fiercely as mine. Together we walked, I carried her in my arms whilst Cillian m
A Damaged Alpha 45. Nikolai
The soft sounds of my mother crying into his arms forced me to cough and interrupt their moment. My fathers dark eyes are glistening with tears, his knuckles white as they clamp my mothers hand to his heart. “I’m guessing you’ve overheard some of that,” he muttered, utterly unashamed of his love as he continued to softly caress and stroke her hair. “I wasn’t intending to eavesdrop, but I wanted to check how you were feeling after…well everything,” sitting next to my mother and taking her other hand. She looked up at my father and gave a nod, she agreed with his plan. “Nikolai, we are to abdicate. You are to rule as Alpha of White Forest. You need to guide the pack out of this mess and find the enemy. You have Genevieve by your side.” My voice hitched, there was a flaw in their perfect scheme. “Mother…you can’t leave. The pack will fail under me. The Fates told me I was to die young-” “The Fates are riddles darling. You are born to rule, why would the Moon Goddess rip you from you
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He is a beast. In the best possible way. He slinks around on the bed like some lazy, dark-eyed cat. Then, in an instant he’s full of fire. The intensity in his eyes is breathtaking. How much he cares for his pack. The way he sends me to heaven with his touch. How beautifully his muscular body shines in the water, the droplets from his black hair landing on me like drum beats as he devoured me. I’m in love with every single side of himWe have marked each other, we’re bound to other body and soul, and yet there are still surprises. The strip-sparring was the silliest thing I’ve ever done in my life. I had to beg him to stop in case I was sick, wrapped up together in a heap on the floor. And he let me win, just like he said he would back before our attack.It felt wrong to have enjoyed the past few days so much when we walked into the yellow parlour room. There was no mistaking the sound of her voice as he opened the large wooden door. Nikolai’s big sister is a curious personality. Lik
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There was no secrecy or hidden drop-off by the steely-eyed Maddox as we approached White Forest castle's courtyard. The flags fluttered at half-mast in formal mourning. A quick shudder raced down my spine.The drive saw Maddox had fill Vee and I in on the events of the past week. Phillipe had been sniffing around my parents the instant the news of my alleged death broke. Maddox had overheard at least one enquiry about their intention to still lead. Reminding them Freya was here to help. A peaceful conquest.“Is Freya okay?” Vee asked, her green eyes full of worry. “She must have been devastated at the news.”“She’s been in a bad way. Not much let up on the crying to be honest the couple of times I’ve seen her.”Coldly I interrupted Maddox, “the more upset she is now, the more likely that hurt will propel her into doing the right thing. Rejecting Phillipe and getting the hell away from him.”Then the sweet, teasing voice of Vee filtered through./The prophecy Padgett gave me. She said t
A Damaged Alpha 58. Matilda
I almost dropped to the floor when I saw my sisters. The copper-haired dark-eyed stares of my beautiful little sisters. All dressed up and already squealing with excitement. A year younger than me, Leona and Naomi wore cream and beige-toned clinging maxi-gowns, their athletic shapes on display. At just sixteen, Eleanour wore an elaborate white concoction that had an insane amount of feathers. She was a gold, white and silver bonanza. Little Phoebe, our baby of thirteen, sported a bright pink, almost flamenco style dress.“What are you all doing here? You all look so beautiful! Oh Goddess I am so pleased to see you all!” I cried as we hugged, most of us trying to stop any tears from spoiling our make-up.Leona inhaled sharply after the initial elation dialled down, trying to stop her tears escaping. Taking my hand she whispered. “This was Alpha Cillian’s idea. He knew that Papa would have wanted to give us away at our Ceremonies, so he suggested we start a new tradition in his honour.
A Damaged Alpha 57. Matilda
"This space is ours now. Brand new just for us?" I asked softly, my fingertips gently wandering up Cillians chest. My other hand entwined with his, my wrist against his, feeling the strength of his pulse against mine."Our suite. Our space. Not soundproofed, yet though," he added and I smiled. I placed a soft kiss on his cheek and got on my tiptoes. Whispering into his ear as my free hand now searched downwards his body jerked into life. "Well the room needs christening Alpha. It's bad luck for us to leave now…and I'm too loud…"His eyebrow raised and then as I started gently massaging the front of his pants. Letting go of his hand as I deftly began unbuttoning. First his shirt then pants, all the while rubbing and toying with the ever-stiffening bulge I was longing to see. He shut his eyes, hissing as I grew braver.Placing kisses down his neck, on his mark and down his chest his breathing quickened. I sucked and licked every ridge of muscle, I thoroughly followed the sharply defined
A Damaged Alpha 56. Cillian
The scarlet blush on Genevieve’s face as I told her I would be sending the bill for the redecoration to White Forest was sweet revenge. Certainly not revenge enough for walking to Nikolai’s bare ass and my office turned into a dilapidated sex den, but Matilda had asked me so sweetly not to be angry about it I yielded. Nikolai was more serious, completely straight-faxed. He, naturally, wanted to know everything about his parents' reaction. He only started grinning when I said his father had gone full claws-out rage at me.As he proudly strutted about, occasionally wrapping an arm around Gen’s waist while he listened I was amazed at his strength. The fact he had recovered so swiftly from the tired heap yesterday showed just how immensely powerful his wolf was. No wonder he had struggled for control before. Barely concealing a smirk as we stood paper-strewn wreckage, “I thought he might flare up."“No heads-up though?” “Nah, you’re quicker than him, but he’s scary as fuck when he gets
A Damaged Alpha 55. Matilda
He resembled his father so strongly. Dark coffee brown eyes with flashes of ruby and jet black curls down to his jawline. Clenched tightly he looked ready to cause some damage if I didn’t stop gaping with an open mouth and answer him quickly.“Gen came to chat to me, I asked if we could swap rooms, have a change of scenery,” I lied, as Gen had blushingly begged me to. She wanted to surprise Nikolai with the reason why he was moving rooms. I wasn’t going to start asking too many questions about their sex life. I knew the power of the mate bond, the way one’s wolf keens and yearns for the other's touch. /Locked in a room, unable to make a sound together, you’d have climbed onto the roof and made for the trees with Cillian/ Nina mocked. I always considered myself fairly shy and boring but I have become alarmingly addicted to what Cillian can do to me. I am no different to Gen in craving my soul’s partner.“Swapping rooms? Is she insane? Is this a trick, are you in danger?” his voice dr
A Damaged Alpha 54. Matilda
I’ve never experienced such a swing of emotions. When Cillian is here everything is joy. Even though war is coming and the preparations are clear to see across the town centre if he is in my eyeline I am the happiest woman on earth.Groups of men are being organised into battalions, put through drills and formations. I watched as the first batches were taken almost within an hour of us first arriving back alongside the pyre. Alongside the still smoking heap of collapsed wood men were completing their circuits. Group after group of exhausted, sweating semi-naked men tumbled into the square, all timed with a stopwatch by a stone-faced Zeke and his clipboard.Losing Franz has broken him inside. He’s hurting with nowhere to let it out. When I was fixing him up back at Tange’s he confessed to me how much he hated Zena.“She just walked out, for the exact amount of time it took to kill Franz? I don’t buy it,” he had scoffed. “Just left him there!”At the time I didn’t know what to say. I d
A Damaged Alpha 53. Cillian
Beta’s Maddox and Adrian led me away, leaving a quietly distraught Helena and Alexander with the letter. Deposited in a library with huge vaulted stone ceilings, candelabras, and endless lines of bookshelves containing detailed historical records. Rise and fall is inevitable. I know in my bones Shadowlands is too young a pack to be cut down now. We will prosper. Finding out how Phillipe is protecting himself from harm is a big one. There is always the danger that killing Ruth would still leave him as Alpha, wielding power. “Mind if I read while I wait?”“No problem. It’s only the public record, anyway,” Beta Adrian replied, taking a seat by the door. Maddox kept his thick, tattooed arms folded. He wasn’t taking his eyes off me for a second.Random curiosity made me grab the books covering years when my father was a Beta here. He was head of the Beta Warriors and fought against the now defunct Five Lakes pack two decades ago. I read for hours about the lead-up to the attack, culmina
