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DarrenIvy and Alfred had fled to vampire territory. Why would two lycans go to the vampire territory? They wouldn’t dare go there unless they had a contact or were sympathizers. A small group of lycans and werewolves sided with the vampires, thinking they should have more territory. They argued that we should give them some of our lands. And for what reason? To have fresh hunting grounds? Because the humans were growing more scarce.That wasn’t our problem. They were the ones who mistreated the humans and made them leave. They could have worked out better conditions and had a working relationship with them. But instead, they ruled by fear and force.We had contacts of our own in vampire territory. It was still only a matter of time before we located Alfred and Ivy. If they thought going there would save them, they were mistaken. They were only prolonging the inevitable.I felt Allissa’s head lean against my arm and I looked down at her. She had fallen asleep. I stare at her for a mome
AllissaA tingling warmth embraced me. It was so comforting and I felt so ... safe. I realized I had not felt this safe in a long time. Not since I was a child living with both of my parents. It felt nice. A heavenly cinnamon scent enveloped me, and that was when the memories of the day began to flash through my mind. I slowly became aware of my surroundings and that I was no longer at the packhouse. I opened my eyes, seeing Lyle’s blue sapphire eyes looking at me. His black hair matched his brother’s, and they would look very similar if it wasn’t for the eyes.I slowly sat up and turned my head to look next to me. I had been sleeping on the Lycan King for who knows how long.“I’m so sorry.” I didn’t even remember falling asleep. It just happened.“Don’t be sorry. He’s been cheesing the whole way home.” Lyle laughed as I heard Darren snort beside me.I watched as he leaned in closer, his green eyes locked onto mine before they fluttered closed. Then, his lips covered mine. A sweet, tin
“What the hell is your problem?!” Rodney growled, taking a small step back from Lyle. He tilted his head to the side and then raised up his hands, submitting to him. “Johnathon said you would either bring back the alpha or luna for questioning, and when you arrived to take them to the holding cell.”“There’s been a change of plans.” Lyle took in a slow breath and then glanced back at me. His eyes softened and he gave me a small smile. “I’m sorry. Did I startle you?”“Whoa, I’ve never seen you this nice before. Is she your mate?” Rodney asked, and I listened as Lyle snorted angrily.“I’ve always been the nice one!”“To who?” Rodney leaned back on his heels and laughed. “You’re just under Mr. Broody himself.”The girl with the black hair giggled. “You just don’t know how to speak to them.”“Okay, Cleo.” A woman with blonde hair rolled her blue eyes in obvious annoyance.“Don’t be jealous, Claudia. You just have a different type of relationship with them.” Cleo smirked at her, and with t
“You are going to dad now, right?” Lyle asked as he jogged up behind us. I glanced back to see Tim and Rodney following at a distance. My guess was Tim was explaining everything to Rodney.“Yes, dad needs to know now. I was hoping to announce her to both of them at the same time. No doubt mom has already linked him.” Darren rubbed my arm and I glanced up at him.“Is this okay? I mean ... us?” I had so much I wanted to say, but that was what came out. It was different since he was the Lycan King. His decisions affected the entire kingdom. He stopped walking, staring at me with a small smile on his face. His hands cupped my cheeks as he leaned down, softly brushing his lips against mine. Beautiful tingles singed my lips as if telling me this is what was right. If only it was just the two of us … then I wouldn’t be feeling so apprehensive.“Of course this is okay. I meant what I said. I would have killed your mate to claim you. I won’t be separated from you. You belong to me, Allissa. Yo
We walked inside the room, which I expected to be a throne room. I don’t know why I expected that, but I did. Instead, it was a room filled with plants and trees. It honestly wasn’t a room; it was a large area that was bigger than the pack house I had lived in.I felt a heavy presence coming toward us. The weight of it was almost suffocating. I could tell it demanded submission, but that was something I wouldn’t do. A broad, muscular man walked through the trees. He had black hair and dark blue eyes that were fixated on me.The pressure became more intense, as if he was trying to force me to bare my neck to him. Instead, I held my ground and stared him down. My lycan felt angry at this abuse of power.“Dad—” Darren’s voice seemed annoyed as his dad lifted a hand up to silence him.“Evette.” His father said while staring at me. I shook my head. Evette was my mother, but how did he know her name? I watched as he nodded his head. “Your mother’s name is Evette, right?”“Was. She died.” I m
There was so much food, I wasn’t able to try everything. It was a comfortable atmosphere with Darren and his officers. But after dinner, my mind wandered back to his parents and what they had said. My mother was from the Lycan Kingdom, and I still didn’t know why she left. I never knew we had the ability to ignore powerful auras. Though, looking back on it now, I realize that Alfred’s aura never even remotely fazed me.My mother seemed relieved when I agreed to be Alfred’s mate. At the time, I thought it was because she wouldn’t have to suffer and would be able to pass peacefully. But now, I wondered if there was more to it. Did she think that, by being with Alfred, I would be hidden and safe? Why didn’t she explain anything to me when she knew she didn’t have much time left? That was the biggest puzzle to me.“Oh, you guys are all having dinner in here?” Cleo came into the room, batting her fake eyelashes.“Actually, we’re finished.” Lyle didn’t bother to look up as he drank the cont
DarrenHer words were like the gun going off at the start of a race. She had given me her approval, and gods, I needed to stay in control. I couldn’t lose myself and do everything to her that was swimming in my mind. It was our first time together, and it was going to be special.I lifted her to my chest and carried her to my bed, her sweet, trusting eyes locked onto mine the whole time. Gosh, she shouldn’t trust me like that. If she could read my mind, she would want to slap me for the thoughts swarming in there. Everything that I wanted to do to her ... pure, pleasurable torture.We’d both had sex before, but I’d heard it was completely different with your fated mate. Already, I knew the kisses were better. And her touch ... hell, her look could bring me to my knees. I’m not going to lie. I briefly felt nervous. I hoped she wouldn’t be disappointed with my performance. But as I laid her on the bed and she threw her shirt off, all of that vanished. Gods, her breasts were all I could f
AllissaI have never had so many orgasms in one night. Complete, divine exhaustion swam through my body. He had carefully washed my skin, but then that turned into splashing tub sex that soaked his floors. By the time we were done, no water remained in the tub. We finally finished up in the shower before I collapsed into bed. I was asleep before my head even hit the pillow. I vaguely remember him scooping me into his arms and pulling me to his chest.I felt his lips leaving soft kisses against my head and I fluttered my eyes open to look at him. Gods, he was gorgeous. He had this sexy-as-hell half smile on his face as his eyes looked over my face.“How did you sleep, my sex goddess?”I giggled and buried my head under his chin. “Good morning,” I purred as he chuckled.“Morning has come and gone. It’s afternoon.”My eyes fully opened and I half sat up. “Noon?!” I didn’t so much care about the time, but I had been hogging the king all evening, and now all of the next day. “You have thing
For a moment, my heart stopped, as the feral beast came into view. My mate’s white fur was stained red. His eyes were wild and aggressive as they scanned through the flames. His head snapped in my direction, and I was relieved to see that he was okay. He was wounded, but nothing looked serious. He raced toward me, but then Ivan’s enormous beast let out a roar.It was chaos. I’m not even sure what happened. It was a frenzy of movement and sound that left me disoriented. In the blink of an eye, the two massive creatures, their pure white fur stained with blood, were locked in a vicious battle. Teeth gnashed and claws slashed as they tore at each other, the ground trembling beneath their weight. It was a brutal dance, the violence escalating. The world seemed to slow down as I took in every detail of the epic clash before me, my heart racing as I tried to understand what was happening.Ivan threw the monstrous lycan into a burning building. I watched in horror as Darren’s lycan disappeare
My silver fur bristled as I crouched low, muscles coiled and ready to spring. I bared my fangs as the approaching vampire army but something suddenly flashed over them. A bright blue aura surrounded them, pulsing with otherworldly energy.What the hell?My confusion lasted only a moment before their battle cry rang out:“For the King!”Realization hit me like a bolt of lightning. These weren’t enemies––they were Finn’s allies! The blue glow must be some kind of magical marker to distinguish them from other vampires.Well, I’ll be damned. Looks like the exiled king still had a few tricks up his sleeve.As the blue-wreathed vampires charged past me to engage our foes, I couldn’t help but think of Darren. There was no time for celebration. I needed to get to him. My ears twitched at the sound of the battle in all directions. It was impossible to detect my mate.With a fierce howl, I leapt back into the fray, silver claws extended and ready to tear into any enemy that dared cross my path.
My heart thundered in my chest as I stood in front of the second wave army. I felt my muscles coil with anticipation. My feral nature demanded that I jump into the fight and be by my mate’s side. It was all I could do to force myself to remain calm. I dug my nails into my palms, trying to distract myself.“Easy,” Ivan’s deep voice rumbled beside me. I glanced over at him. He looked calm despite the chaos unfolding in front of us. I might not be afraid of fighting, but I didn’t have any experience with war. Ivan’s composure proved that this was not something new to him.I growled low in my throat, the lycan inside me snarling to be released. “I can’t stand this. I need to be fighting near Darren’s side.” It was a blur of bodies in the village and I couldn’t see him anymore. “You’re taller than I am … can you see him?”Ivan’s gaze returned to the distant battle. “I lost sight of him. The vampires are pressing hard on the eastern flank. But our centaurs are holding the line, giving the fa
“So, it’s already decided? You made this decision without me here?” Darren was frustrated but he managed to control his temper. I looked over at the three men in front of us. “You had no right to make that call without consulting me first,” Darren growled, his fists clenched at his sides. I watched Darren’s shoulders tense, the muscles in his back coiling like a spring about to snap. My heart ached, seeing him struggle against the curse that amplified his temper.I felt his darkness pooling inside of me, and I sent my calming energy back to him. I watched as his green eyes glanced at me gratefully before he returned his focus back to the man in front of us.“We have extensive military training. Trust me, this is the best move. I made a tactical decision based on the intelligence we had.” A man with blond hair and brown eyes looked over at Ivan, his brother. “You agree with this strategy, don’t you?”“Anton, it isn’t that I don’t agree with it, but I do think you should have discussed i
Everything moved so quickly today as we prepared to meet with our alliance. We would be reclaiming the neutral village, and from there we all knew it would lead to war with the vampires.“You be safe.” Lyle prodded my nose and I wrapped my arms around him tightly. It felt weird leaving Lyle behind, but it was either him or me. One of us had to stay behind and I didn’t volunteer myself. However, I doubt Darren would have permitted me to stay now. After their investigation, he was still very cautious. I found out that most of the nobles and Waiting Ladies were truthful. None of them had bad feelings toward me.In fact, we found out that the nobles were over sending their children to be potential mates to the king. They all wanted to strengthen their lines by finding fated mates. This was true for all of the families except for Dara’s. Dara had been beaten by her family and cast out for being sent away from the castle. The noble family was within their rights to cast her out. Darren relu
His clothes were off and then his lips, soft and full, pressed roughly against mine, igniting a fiery passion within me. Our kiss deepened, becoming more urgent with every passing second. His fingers glided across my skin, leaving a trail of heat behind them. He knew every inch of my body—the sensitive spots that made me tremble and the secret places that sent tingles down my spine. With each touch, I arched into him, unable to resist his tantalizing caresses. My body was his canvas, and he painted it with desire and need.Darren’s tongue traced the shell of my ear as he moved to graze my neck with his teeth. “Mine,” he growled, his voice was raw ... possessive.“Yes, I’m yours.” I felt as if his mind was teetering and he needed to hear me tell him this. There was a low growl in his throat as his head moved, lowering to my chest. He inhaled a nipple and began to knead the other with his fingers.“Dare,” I moaned, my back arching off of the bed. I could feel him pressing his hips agains
The scent of stale potato chips tickled my nose as I blinked awake, disoriented. Lyle’s muscular arm was draped over me, a half-eaten chip still clinging to his lips. I stifled a giggle as I carefully leaned out of Lyle’s embrace. The velvet couch cushion shifted beneath me as I escaped, making Lyle stir. I ran a hand through my tangled brown hair as I looked around. Darren still hadn’t returned, and I couldn’t help but start to worry.“Morning, sunshine ... or is it afternoon?” I looked over at his blue eyes, and he gave me a lopsided grin as the chips crumbled from his face. He swiped at his mouth and his cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “I guess I pigged out.” He then glanced at me. “Darren is going to put a rope around my neck for falling asleep next to you.”“No sign of him yet.” I couldn’t help the frown that formed on my lips. Lyle’s brows furrowed as he sat up more, placing his hand on my shoulder. “None of that. You just woke up. Besides ... you just ignored the part about my
AllissaDarren had engaged in the food fight until he suddenly had to leave. I wasn’t sure what came over me, but when I saw him, I had to flick sauce at him. In a strange way, I think we both needed it … a moment of normalcy and seeing that everything was okay. I reached my fingers up to my lips. The way Darren kissed me before he left ... there was so much love. Undeniable love. It made me feel so silly for doubting him. I would try to convince myself of his love the next time my emotional wounds resurfaced.I rinsed the suds out of my hair and shut off the water. I wrapped myself in a fluffy towel with a frown. Darren took Finn and Ivan with him this time. Something was going on and I needed answers. I looked around the bathroom and realized I didn’t have any clothes to wear. I gripped my towel and opened the bathroom door.My eyes locked with Lyle’s surprised blue ones. His face heated red and he quickly spun around.“Sorry, Issy ... I didn’t realize ... and I ...” he sputtered, m
DarrenI paced my private office like a caged beast, each step echoing off the stone walls of the castle. My breath came in ragged gasps as I ran my fingers through my hair, tugging at the roots.“Damn it all,” I growled, my voice barely above a whisper.The image of my father’s broken expression flashed through my mind, tearing at my heart. But what choice did I have? My own mother, threatening my mate, my Ally…A wave of protective fury washed over me, setting my blood on fire. My hands clenched into fists, claws extending involuntarily.“I had to do it,” I muttered, trying to convince myself. “For Allissa. For our child.”But the doubt gnawed at me, an insidious whisper in the back of my mind. Was there another way? Could I have reasoned with her, made her see she was wrong?No. The memory of my mother’s treacherous words of killing Allissa had my body trembling. A snarl ripped from my throat. The scent of cinnamon intensified as my anger built, filling the room with spice and heat