Austin's POV I went down on her, starting all over, but determined to make a sexual beast out of her, just the way she wanted it.My eyes had darkened and my nails sharp once again. As I climbed upon her with my fangs longer, I began to kiss her. Her fangs were also out, her nails sharp as her eyes as dark as mine. As we kissed, she turned me over and was now on top, kissing. A minute later, I turned her over and was on top. With her, it was always a game of who would subdue the other during sex. I left her lips and bit her by the neck and she moaned louder. She also traced my own neck and bit me too. I looked into her eyes, my teeth all read from the blood from her neck. Her teeth were also red. The blood from my neck had covered her. The blood from my neck dripped onto her, the one from my mouth did the same. As it all spewed over her neck, she rubbed them with her hands, making them spread further. She took her hands down and unbuckled my belt. She clearly wanted to se
Austin's POV I had stayed the whole day off school the previous day, so I had to be as early as possible today. That, and also the fact that I didn't want to have anything to do with Becca the next morning. She slept in, and I left quickly, doing everything silently to avoid waking her up. When I reached school, I heard chatter everywhere. "Maryanne has been expelled" was one that caught my attention. I couldn't believe what I had heard.I went straight to the board. "Good morning, everyone," I greeted them as I entered. "Good morning, Prince Austin," they replied reluctantly, as if they had something mischievous up their sleeves."What the hell am I hearing? What did you guys do to Maryanne?" I asked them fiercely. They saw the anger in my eyes and could only stammer."I said, what did you guys do to her?!" I asked again, louder, as I slammed my fist on the table."I'm sorry, my prince, but we had to make the tough choice. We had to send her away," they said."You guys expelled her?
Maryanne's POV It was a long trip from home. It took around an hour to reach the sea port. That night, only four packs were still open to travel, with the furthest being the BLUE STONE PACK. It was halfway across the world. It took almost a week to get there, despite the ship sailing fast. Finally, however, we arrived. The scenery was ethereal, and the place was quiet. It didn't look as developed as my royal line pack, I'd say, but it looked pretty decent. Enough for one to begin life anew."This is it, the new life I had always wanted," I said to myself. I let out a sigh as I located a small hotel, one I could stay in while I thought about the next few steps."Good morning," I said to the receptionist."Good morning, miss," she replied, looking at me distinctly. It was obvious she hadn't seen me before."Are you new here?" she asked. "I think I know everyone who lives in this pack."I smiled and looked away, feeling a bit shy to admit that I was new."What's your name?" she later as
Maryanne's POV "Welcome to our establishment. We have any kind of home you desire." He went on to talk about the firm as he walked me in. I didn't really have the bandwidth to listen to so many descriptions. All I wanted was a house that suited my taste. When it was time, a slide show of houses was shown to me in 3D. They were all luxurious for what they were worth. I didn't need something too big. I was new in the pack and had to keep a low profile. At the same time, I needed to have something presentable. After all, I had the money to get one for myself.I was shown over 20 houses, but my mind stuck to one, and I asked him to return to it. "This one?" he asked when he reached it, and I replied with a yes. I was shocked at how he knew the one that was on my mind."How did you know it was that one?" I was forced to ask."When you've been in this business for long, you'll know which one speaks to the customers the most," he said to me. I was impressed with how good he actually was.Th
Austin's POV "Rise and shine, honey!" I heard Becca's voice from my dreams as the light shot straight through my closed eyelids when she opened the curtains. We had been having sex non-stop, and it was burning me out. She would want it every morning and evening, rendering me ineffective for most of the day. The most annoying part was that I couldn't say no to her. No matter how many times, I gave in to her for the sake of peace. She capitalized on this and made a fool out of me."How prepared are you for our engagement tomorrow?" she asked me. "You know my father will be making it here for the engagement party, so everything has to be perfect.""I'm putting things in place," I replied to her as I stood up. I wanted to get prepared, so I would leave for work."Where are you going?" she asked me as I stood up."I want to go to the bathroom," I replied to her."Why? You know you're supposed to make me feel good first, or have you forgotten?" she said to me."Please, Becca, let's not mak
Austin's POV My father, my brother, and the councilmen were already on their feet. "You did what, brother?" Carlton asked me."I don't know why I did it. She made me angry, and I lost it. I just lost it," I explained to them."Where is she?" my father asked me."She's in my room," I replied to him.Without wasting a second, he took off, straight to my bedroom. We all followed him behind. As I tagged along, I hoped to go there and find her alive, so I could apologize and stop her from telling her father, but that wasn't the case. She was still very much dead.He touched her neck, and it was cold. "What do we do?" one of the councilmen asked."This is serious, very, very serious," my father said. "If this gets out, what is our fate?"My father ordered my brother and me to get her out of the room, into the car, and straight to the royal clinic to see if anything could be done to revive her. It was a very discreet process, as her guards were obviously around, and we couldn't have them se
Maryanne's POV The trending news for the day was the death of Becca Stanley. Becca, as a name, was always rent-free in my head because of how she almost got me killed and humiliated me. However, I didn't know her surname. I initially wasn't paying attention to the news until I began hearing words like "engagement" and "royal line." And for the first time, I stopped what I was doing, taking my eyes up at the TV. There she was. Turns out it was the Becca I knew. She was Becca Stanley, daughter of the Madsun king. I never knew these things! The news said she fell off a balcony and smashed her head so badly that her brain was damaged, and she died on the spot. The news seemed rather bizarre. All in all, she was gone. Though a life was lost, I couldn't feel sad for her. After all, she was the same person who almost killed me. She was the reason I couldn't go home."Maybe now that she's gone, you can go back home," my wolf said to me."This is my home now," I responded without a second t
Austin's POV The way things went on the day that was supposed to be for my engagement was rather disturbing. The Madsun king just ordered his men to take his daughter's casket to the airport and flew back home with her, not saying anything to me or my father. His last words still rang in my head. "Becca." With the way he looked at her. The rest of the time, he used gestures to order his guards around, making him leave almost as soon as he arrived."Do you think we have really nailed it?" my father asked."I don't know, but the news has run with it. It's everywhere, and though he hasn't said anything, he might have bought it," his council member said."Maybe he might have not. Who knows? I hate when silence is used as a reply," another council member said.Omega Antonio rushed down to the castle. The news had reached him, and I guess this matter was more demanding than his mourning."I came as soon as I heard about the incident," he said to the king when he reached.My father sighed a
Austin's POV My little outdoor trip took me to a nightclub outside my kingdom, a neighbouring pack, Crystal lace. I didn't have that place in mind, but just drove aimlessly through the night. The scenery caught my eye and I decided to go drink my sorrows there. I parked my car close to the club and walked straight to it. On entering, they stopped me. "Your permit." I was asked. "What permit?" I replied to the person who was at the door. A bouncer with a broad chest and shoulders. "You need to have a permit to enter our club. Are you new or something?" He asked me. "Well, I actually am." I said to him. "I've never really been around here before." "Well, then there's bad news. You can't enter. Come back in the morning and buy a card for the night." He instructed. I sighed, disappointed because that was one place I thought I could get some kind of comfort. It had to be a greater place to have such stringent rules, yet people were still flocking in. As I turned to leave, someone
Maryanne's POV I was in shock for a while. What kind of man was this, that didn't cum after I had done all that to him. I never encountered such a thing before. Could it have been that he was that way because of a problem or he generally never felt good enough to cum if his cock wasn't in a woman's pussy? These questions roamed my mind, but I could not ask them. I stood there staring at him, thinking of ways to avert what was about to happen. "Don't try to come up with another excuse." he said to me.I was silent. A deal was a deal and I had to give him what he wanted. Besides, he has already seen my butt, my pussy, my boobs, my whole nudity. I saw his cock and sucked it. He had fingered me and the tip of his cock had even entered my pussy that time. What more was there to do. I would just close my eyes and do it because I also felt like having the sex with him too. "You are right, a deal is a deal." I said to him. "You can do whatever you want to do with me." He was so excited.
Maryanne's POV There were many ways to give a man extreme pleasure, pleasure that could go band for band with sex. I usually judged this by the intensity of their moans when we practiced these activities. The first thing on my mind was thigh sex. I held his hands and dragged him light from the bed and he followed me. When he was standing, I began to stroke his cock as I looked at him with an evil stare. After a while, I brought the cock to my thigh, just right under my panty and closed my legs tight to hold it firm. He began thrusting. Each brush, rubbing my panties over my pussy. I struggled to not moan as this job was not to pleasure me, but to pleasure him until he couldn't take it anymore. His intensity increased as his breath did. I was still in my full clothing, so my short dress had covered his cock. He grabbed my waist and began going faster. The more he did, the more he wanted to do and soon, his hands were on my butt. He squeezed them tight as he kept thrusting my th
Maryanne's POV I felt so disgusted because of what Austin did. I knew he would be heartbroken and all, but I didn't really expect him to go that far with his brother. As far as fighting him. I walked Carlton to my bedroom and kept him to sit, quickly going to get a cloth and water, so I would be able to mop the blood off his body. "How could he do this to you?" I asked him as I cleaned him up. "I told you he was quite temperamental." He said as he chucked. "This ain't funny. You're not supposed to be laughing about it. He almost killed you and you did nothing. You didn't even try to protect yourself." I said to him quite disappointingly. "Well, have you forgotten he still hasn't gotten his wolf back yet? He is still as weak as a human. He couldn't possibly do anything to me even if he tried his hardest. I couldn't fight him because I knew how fatal my reaction would be to him." Carlton explained. Wow, he was such a noble man. Being able to put all these things into consideration
Austin's POV As I stood there, watching her go back inside after the conversation, I felt my hopes of getting her back to go with her. Normally, I could sense she was joking or not being truthful because of how predictable her behaviour was, but this time, I couldn't. I don't know if it was because the power to sense her came with my werewolf instinct or because she was good at hiding it now. Better still, it was because she meant everything she said and there was no need to pretend. She was being real. I tried to call her back, but she didn't answer me. I couldn't go dragging her. It would make me look weak before my guards, who were obviously beginning to look at me as less. I walked away when I knew there was nothing I could do. The person who was now my target was Carlton. The fact that he could do this to me gave me the weirdest feeling of all. My own brother? This was still my greatest shock. When did they begin to meet, to reveal such an amount of feeling that she could le
Maryanne's POV The next morning was beautiful for me. Once again, I was waking up to a morning where I was winning. The day was unusually bright and beautiful. A knock on my door distracted me from my sweet thoughts. I walked to it and opened the door. There he was, Carlton with a tray of food in his hands.."You didn't have to do this." I said to him as I opened wider for him to enter. "Good morning." He said. "You know you don't have to give me any special treatment. I am just a fake mate." I said to him. "Well, no one knows that except us. We also have Tom make it believable." He said to me. Well, he wasn't wrong. If this was going to make sense to the public, we had to be at our best behaviour. "Thanks for the breakfast in bed, regardless." I said to him as I took the tray of food, mounted the bed and began to devour it. "What about Prince Austin?" I asked him. "Have you seen him since the day broke?" "I haven't." He replied to me. "Honestly, I am trying to avoid him..He's
Austin's POV I couldn't believe this was happening to me. It still felt like a dream from my point of view. As I stayed on my knees, for the next ten minutes, enduring the most shameful moment of my life,it felt like my world had come to an end. "Maryanne? My brother? When did this happen?" I asked myself. Were they secretly seeing or something? How could she betray me like this? More than that, how could my own blood brother do this to me? Maybe it was a dream, if I stayed long enough, I would wake up to a favourable reality. Better than that, it was a prank and if I stayed just a little longer, she would run back through that door and give me the tightest hug yet and told me she just wanted to test me. It was none of these. It was no dream because it was as real as day and it was no prank. It was as serious as could be. Seeing her for the first time after all those months made me so happy because I thought I had lost her and she agreed to come back with me and become my mate, m
Maryanne's POV"What just happened?!" Was the question on everyone's mind, both inside and outside. The hall's quietness translated to outside because even the paparazzi stopped being rowdy. Carlton walked me to his car, opened the door for me and when I entered, he moved into the driver seat and drove away, straight to the castle. My room had already been made for me by my now fiance and I laid there, having my rest. "Do you need anything?" He asked me. "No, I don't. I think I'm okay right here now." I said to him. He looked at me with a smile, for a while, then turned and left. I felt so fulfilled as I gazed upon the diamond in my finger and smiled at myself. *****Yes, yes yes, backward, rewind. I never forgave Austin for what he did to me. Yes. Despite the begging, the sex and the smiles, I never forgave him. His injuries to my heart were so fresh, how to pay him back was always what I thought. After that sexual encounter with him and the pressure was now on me accepting his
Maryanne's POV After lunch, I went back home with my father. I couldn't wait to spend time alone with him, so I could do a proper catch up of everything I had actually missed. Austin initially wanted me to stay. "There's a lot of rooms in the castle. All you need to do is choose one." He suggested it to me. "No." I replied to him. "I'd rather stay in my father's house until the time comes." I explained to him. He just allowed me to go without much argument. He knew that he was still on the side of trying to get me back so he played his cards around me very carefully. My father's house didn't look so good either. One part of it had been broken to bits and was under construction. Strange looking men were rebuilding the part that had been destroyed. I couldn't help but be uncomfortable with the way they looked. "Who are they, dad?" I asked him. I had never seen such in my life before. They looked savage and brutal. "Don't they remind you of a set of people?" My father asked me. It