Dorian Grimaldi.I led my soldiers into the pack's borders, our wolf forms snarling with aggression as we scented the rogue intruders who had dared to infiltrate our borders. With fierce determination, we dispersed the enemy, driving them away from the pack. Morphing back into my human form, I surveyed my soldiers, my keen eyes taking in every detail. I knew that they had done well, but I also knew that they needed to be more vigilant in the future. "We cannot let this happen again," I said firmly, my voice laced with a steely resolve. As I waited for my second-in-command, Gustavo, to arrive, I couldn't help but worry about the safety of my pack. "Where are you?" I mindlinked Gustavo, my concern palpable. "I'm on my way," Gustavo responded, his tone urgent. My heart leaped with relief at Gustavo's reply, but I couldn't help but ask about my mate, Eden. "How is she? Is she alright?" I inquired, my voice tinged with worry. "She's fine," Gustavo replied, a hint of amusement in his v
Dorian Grimaldi.It's been a grueling week of strenuous exercise and training, my muscles were fatigued and my mind was weary. The once jovial and carefree demeanor of my mate, Dorian, had drastically shifted, and I couldn't help but notice the newfound rigidity in his movements and tone.When he had gotten the letter then, I was concerned for him, I prodded about the contents of the letter he had received, hoping to glean some insight into his altered behavior. However, Dorian was evasive, only divulging that it was an invitation to a ball his mother had organized in honor of the Alpha king coronation.As I walked towards the training ground, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had taken hold of me since Dorian had received that mysterious letter. The usually bustling pack house was quiet, with most of the wolves occupied with their own activities or off doing pack business. Dorian was nowhere to be found, which wasn't surprising as he had been scarce since the letter arr
Dorian Grimaldi. I strode with a purposeful gait towards my mother's opulent chambers, my footsteps echoing through the grand halls of my ancestral home. My mind was fraught with confusion and indignation at the news that the Mendalv family had been welcomed into my pack without my knowledge or consent. I stormed into my mother's chamber, my rage palpable as I confronted her without preamble. "What is the meaning of this? Why have the Mendalvs been allowed into my home?" My words were laced with anger.The lady of the house, Maurie Grimaldi, resplendent in a silken gown, regarded me with a smile that did nothing to quell my ire. "Why, my dear boy, they are here for the ball, of course. You didn't think I would neglect to invite them, did you?" she replied, her tone laced with a hint of annoyance at my outburst.My scowl deepened, and I strode closer to her, my hands balled into fists. "The Mendalvs have no place here. Their presence is an affront to our family, and I will not stand
Eden Monroe. Trailing my hands down my body, I saw Dorian standing behind me in the bathroom, sucking on my neck gently, leaving hickeys on my sweet spot, kissing me everywhere that his lips were able to reach.He cupped my boobs, groping them harshly and I moaned, twisting my nipple in between his fingers as he pinched them lightly and tugged them. He wrapped his lips on one of my breast, sucking on them harshly and biting with his teeth and did the same for the other, bringing pain and pleasure to me., I shivered, wanting more, I am holding him tightly as he trailed his long thick fingers down my body till he reached my pussy. He plunged one finger into my soaking wet pussy and I moaned, holding onto the tiled wall for support because I may slip if I didn't. He fingered me as I kept screaming in pleasure and moaning profusely, adding another digit into my pussy, I screamed hard shouting his name as I was flushed with ecstasy, he added his third finger, I was filled up and could fe
Eden Monroe. As Lenora took a seat across from me, I couldn't help but notice the unsettling grin on her face. It was as if she knew something that I didn't. "Hello there. Who are you?" she asked, her voice dripping with sugary sweetness.I could feel the tension rising in the air as Ben quickly jumped in, his voice laced with anger. "Cut the bullshit, Lenora. Don't act like you don't know her," he spat, his eyes narrowed into a fierce glare that could slice through steel.Lenora's smile never faltered, but there was a glint in her eyes that made me feel uneasy. "Oh, but I do know her. Eden Monroe, the new girl who has bewitched the man I love. I've heard so much about you," she said, her words slow and deliberate, as if she was savoring each syllable.Ben continued to speak without any regard for the consequences, and I noticed Lenora's face. Her previously calm demeanor was now replaced with a fiery intensity that made me want to leave the dining room,"Oh, shut up. Eden didn't bewi
Dorian Grimaldi. I was about to leave the room when Eden's soft tone stopped me, I turned to face her and her eyes fluttered open, revealing those beautiful hazel eyes that always made my heart skip a beat. "Where are you off to now?" she asked softly, her voice still heavy with sleep.I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself before answering her. "Just some work with Gus, need to complete it." I said, forcing a smile. "And I also heard your stomach grumbling, so I thought I'd ask the kitchen staff to prepare something for you."Eden's face lit up at the mention of food, and she let out a small giggle. "Thanks, Dorian. You always know how to take care of me."I leaned in to give her a kiss on the forehead, savoring the softness of her skin against my lips. "Anything for you, my queen," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I gave her one last smile before turning to leave the room.I stormed out of my bedroom, my fists clenching and unclenching at my sides.How dare Lenora s
Eden Monroe.Today is the day. The night that will decide my fate in the supernatural world. My heart is pounding against my chest, and a sense of unease creeps into my mind. I try to focus on my breathing, but my thoughts, the good and the bad, are all swirling in my head like a whirlpool.I'm lying down on my bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in my own thoughts. I can feel the weight of the impending battle bearing down on me, crushing my spirit. I know Dorian wouldn't abandon me, but the bad part of everything is, sometimes I don't know exactly where I stand.My fingers trace the intricate carvings on the bedposts, feeling the cool metal beneath my touch. I close my eyes and try to push aside my doubts and fears, but they linger like a bad dream. Suddenly, the door to my room creaks open, and I jump in surprise."Eden, are you okay?" Dorian's voice is soft and gentle, but I can detect a hint of worry in his tone.I sit up, pulling my knees to my chest. "I don't know, Dorian. I'm sc
Dorian Grimaldi.My eyes shifted toward the crowd, scanning the sea of faces until they settled on my mother, Lady Maurie Grimaldi. She stood there, regal and composed, her countenance giving away nothing of her inner thoughts.But I knew her all too well. A sliver of apprehension slid down my spine as I recalled the conversation we had just last night. Mother had summoned me to her private chambers, an urgent and foreboding request that I couldn't ignore. The memory now resurfaced, mingling with the palpable tension of the present moment.As I stood among the onlookers, the echoes of my mother's words reverberated in my mind, each syllable etched deeply into my consciousness. She had spoken with a mixture of authority and concern, her voice tinged with a subtle edge of manipulation."Dorian," she had begun, her tone measured yet laced with an underlying urgency. "I implore you, reconsider your decision regarding Eden. Lenora is the woman you should be with. She is the one who can sec