Prisca's POV
"Jake!Put me down right now!"I screamed at him as he carried me upstairs over his broad shoulders.
He slapped my ass hard and it burned,this only fueled my anger."Behave yourself and your punishment won't be as bad as I have planned."he said casually,like this whole scenario was a normal thing.
I tried kicking him which earned me another hard slap on my ass,I growled in anger. Me and my wolf were both very pissed off at the moment,our mate was being a total jerk! "You are being very barbaric right now,what is your damn problem?"
He opened the door to his place and entered before replying me "I am being barbaric because you have forced me to act this way. You constantly defy me,oh let's not forget how you used your tricky magic on me this morning and then you dare raise your voice at me in front of my pack!Oh dear mate you have been asking for it a lot today and you are going to get It"he said his voice filled with mirth.
I swallowed hard,he was right I have been acting out of character a little bit but it was all because of him. How did he expect me to act when he won't even let me in and he ignores me every time I bring up a particular topic involving his emotions. It's like he doesn't want to regard his own feelings,this worries me and annoys me a lot. "Jake...punishing me,really?What is this some 50shades of grey bullshit"I snorted as he entered his room with me still over his shoulders. I was starting to feel like a real sack of potatoes.
He smacked my ass again and I groaned "Really!Like seriously Jake!"
He threw me on his bed and my body bounced before I glared at him.He smirked,not a sexy smirk though. This smirk was evil and dangerous-a sinister smirk at it's best."50shades of grey shit has nothing over what I'm going to do with you and to you tomorrow night,babe"he said as he stood right in front of me.
I gulped "Jake...what is wrong with you?"I asked in a very low voice. He looked different,evil and hot but still very evil.
He brushed his index finger against my cheek and there were sparks. Beautiful sparks,I sighed at his touch."Nothing is wrong with me,you can resist me today but tomorrow you will be begging for my touch,mark my words,mate. Right now I'm going to show you that you are not the only one who can work a little magic babe."
I gasped when he pulled me closer and his lips were immediately on mine. He wasn't soft at all,his kiss was hungry,angry and desperate. I wanted to push him away but ever since the mark it has been impossible to resist him or be away from him for more than an hour .I grabbed his hair returning his kiss with so much passion and he groaned in approval. He grabbed my ass and I gasped allowing him to slip his tongue into my mouth .I moaned when he went to kiss the mark he gave to me,he immediately bit into it again making me shudder as a burst of sparks overtook my body-it honestly felt like I had electric energy running through my veins. It was surprisingly amazing ,I felt like I was on ecstasy.
I arched my back giving him more excess to my neck and his teeth sunk in deeper. I let him hold me because his arms were the only thing keeping me from falling on to the bed on my back right now. My hands loosened their grip on his hair,every part of my body felt like Jell-O .It was like I was so high on ecstasy-the feeling was insane.He suddenly pulled his teeth out and flicked his tongue on the mark drawing another moan out of me.
He placed a kiss on the mark and grinned at me ,his silver grey eyes had gone a shade darker to a cloudy grey. "Get some rest tomorrow is a big day for us."he said still holding me up.
I looked at him through hazy eyes and then widened them a little as best as I could when realisation hit me 'the little shit!,he purposely bit me so I could sleep in through till tomorrow'. "You...ba...start" I cursed him but it sounded like a whisper. How was it even possible to remark a person!I fell for it,I should have known better!
He heard it though because he smirked and pecked my lips "and that right there was your punishment,"he said as he carried my body and placed it under the bed covers "Have a nice long beautiful sleep,you will need all your energy for tomorrow."
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"Priscilla..."a female voice echoed through my brain and I groaned ignoring it. I was so exhausted I didn't even want to move an inch,this was the third time I was hearing this echoing voice. It just wouldn't go away."Prisca!" the female voice screamed right in my ears this time making me snap my eyes wide open in shock.I glared at Sophie for disturbing my sleep,"Why would you do that...seriously Soph-"I complained covering my head with a pillow to block the light.
Sophie grabbed the pillow from me earning her another glare but she just shrugged it off."Dude, seriously it's like almost past afternoon!You still wanna sleep more?Wow your heat must be taking a toll on you already."
I immediately sat up straight after her statement "What do u you mean almost past afternoon!Why didn't anyone wake me this morning,ugh that jerk and his punishment!"I screamed out loud throwing myself on the bed again. Today was the day I would be having my heat and I felt like I hadn't even slept the whole night,I was so drained.
Female wolves always got their heat after being marked by their mates on the next full moon after the marking and I wished so badly things weren't like this. I wish this heat thing never existed because I really wasn't ready to be that intimate with Jake the jerk. I bet he purposefully marked me again just so he could ensure I got my heat today.
"Punishment?"Sophie asked with an amused smile.
I groaned and looked at her "He marked me,again."
She laughed "Really?What did you do ,make him super jealous?"
"Not even ,we just had another fight as usual but this time the jerk decided to remark me so I would sleep through yesterday and as you can see I almost slept through today"I said with another groan. I was so pissed off ,I didn't even have enough time to prepare for my heat today.
Sophie laid down next to me,"wow I didn't know Jake could be this extreme. Anyways don't worry I will be with you up until your heat starts. Jake has ordered me to stay locked up with you in here today until he finishes whatever Alpha business he has."
"So I can't even go out of his house,not even for training?"I asked in a bored tone. This was just all too ridiculous.
"Yeah, unfortunately we can't go out of these doors. When a female wolf is in heat her scent drives other unmated male wolves insane...the lust they have can drive them here where you are and boom they will be fucking you senseless-well whoever gets here first. The worst part is you won't be able to do anything to stop him,you will give in and next thing your mate will be tearing the poor male to shreds."she said with a sigh as if what she just said wasn't scary as hell .
I stared at the ceiling with wide eyes,I couldn't imagine losing my virginity to some random ass wolf. It was a horrible thought. "Wow,that's intense. So what do we do in the meantime?"
"Go take a shower then we can make brunch. It's almost 4pm anyways. You need to eat,you will need your energy trust me,heat is really draining."
I nodded at her and jumped off the bed lazily. I dragged myself to the shower daydreaming about all the crazy methods I was going to use to murder Jake one day.If only I had a damn dragon like khaleesi ,the damn wolf would be in ashes.
PRISCA’S POVAfter taking a long, much-needed shower, Sophie and I decided to wind down by watching the final season of *Game of Thrones*. Khaleesi had taken a dark turn, becoming more ruthless, and it was starting to annoy me. "Maybe her dragons should just burn her and turn to Snow," I commented, tossing a handful of popcorn into my mouth.Sophie gasped, still glued to the screen. She was far more addicted to the show than I was. "Girl, don’t even start! Those are her babies. Like, why would they abandon her for that shorty?"I rolled my eyes, "Oh, please. Don’t even dare insult Snow. He’s the real king—hot, too!"Sophie laughed. "You know nothing, team Snow. Just watch—our Queen will burn down every wretched city!""I hope she fries herself in the process," I scoffed. I loved Khaleesi, but she was being a total bitch this season.Sophie groaned, throwing popcorn at the screen. "Bitch, shut up! Stop hating and let the Queen rule.""Fine, fine. Whatever you say, woman." I fidgeted in
Pain—that's all I could feel as my eyes fluttered open. I tried to untangle myself from Jake so I could go pee, but the man didn’t budge an inch. Instead, he just groaned and squeezed me tighter. If I were human, I would have been suffering from a few broken bones.I sighed and took this opportunity to breathe in his scent and memorize every feature on his face. He looked so peaceful asleep, his lips pouty, swollen, and a deep cherry red from all the kissing we did last night. I blushed at the thought of it.Lord have mercy, last night was unbelievable. How could I have done all that? Never in my entire life did I dream of doing the things I did. I stared at his long dark eyelashes—his were longer than mine—lucky jerk. He looked too adorable for his own good, with his dark wavy hair falling all over his face.He needed a haircut. His hair was growing too long. His large muscled arm was holding me like I was his personal teddy bear. I smiled at how cute he was. He had a black werewolf
Anabelle smiled at me kindly, but there was something sad about that smile. It’s like she knew something I didn’t know, but I ignored that thought. I was just being paranoid again. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Anabelle.”“It’s nice to finally put a face to all the great stories I’ve heard about you from Sophie here and a few pack members. Word travels fast. I’m sorry about your loss, though,” she said with a frown.I smiled at her—she seemed like a really nice person. “It’s okay, Anabelle. I’m just trying to leave the past behind and move on.”Anabelle nodded with a smile that reached her eyes, brushing her pale white, flawless manicured hand through her extremely long straightened red hair—it literally reached her ass. It was thick with volume, and her fringe suited her so well.She looked like a Vogue magazine model, with her slim body dressed in a bold red summer dress and green wedges. “You can call me Bella. I’m happy you’re moving on, and you smell just like Jake now,” she sa
I watched with wide eyes as he took her hand,he didn't even protest or look shocked as he pulled her close to his side. I didn't know what to do, it was as if I was glued on my spot,my jaw felt as if it was going to drop all the way down South.I just watched silently in shock as everything took place."I know this is a shock to everyone,"he said and I felt like rolling my eyes at the understatement "But part of the changes I had talked about include me being mated to a royal...a pure born lycan. It is rare for mixed species to mate and produce an heir and an heir is something I need plus the pack as well."he explained. I almost passed out at that moment,thank God Sophie held me up,I looked at her and she looked as if she was witnessing the biggest joke of all times."The fuck is wrong with him!I cannot believe this is happening right now.Did he hit his head on a wall or something and lose his fucking mind?"she said in shock but I couldn't reply her. I was speechless,I cannot believe m
Fifteen minutes later I was walking out of his office in his large shirt which covered me like a huge knee length dress.I was walking back to the pack house in shame,he didn't even stop me after we had both released. This sex was filled with anger and frustration,I looked at my bloody fingers and sighed. Maybe I shouldn't have ripped his back skin open.After we were done with each other he looked as if he was in pain,I had just grabbed his shirt which he didn't protest against since he was the one who ripped my cloths to shreds.He just stared at me still clouded with lust as I walked out. Alpha's had major problems controlling their sexual appetite and he had just proved it. It took him so much self control to let me walk out but he eventually did after I threatened to burn down his office.I had made up my mind though,I was leaving and he could have Bella all to himself. Jake was just too much for me to handle,too possessive,dominant,short tempered ,wild,bi-polar and just insane. I
London,I was finally here and it was amazing. I have never felt so free and satisfied. A whole year had passed with so much drama and fights but finally I had gained the courage to move away from it all.I was gazing at the large office buildings and malls while the taxi driver drove me to my new apartment. My mother had it all planned out before I could even protest,my plan was to not involve anyone in my quest for a new beginning but my mother rebuked me from excluding her in my life. She won the argument by bringing up how lonely she was especially after losing my dad.I breathed in deep "you can do this Prisca,you can do this."I reassured myself. We arrived at my apartment complex,it was really nice, nothing fancy just simple and neat. I entered the brown building and the owner of the property showed me to my apartment. Her name was Mrs Rosa Lewis Adelaide. A short red headed middle aged woman,she wasn't bad at all just a little bit talkative and she was also Spanish."So just make
"What took you so long?" I asked, rolling my eyes as I locked the door behind me and walked out. Fatima stood there, looking effortlessly gorgeous.She was dressed to kill: black skintight leather pants that hugged her curves, a see-through grey tank top that showed just enough to turn heads, and black biker boots that made her look like she had just stepped out of a fashion shoot. Her makeup was flawless, with smokey eyes and bold red lipstick that matched her fierce attitude. She had her long, dark hair tied back in a high ponytail, giving her an air of power and danger."I'm only thirty minutes late, geez," she huffed, giving me a once-over. "But damn, you look beautiful. Yummy, even." She smirked as she gave me a playful wink.I laughed, shaking my head. "Thanks, you look hot too. Every guy at that club is going to be drooling all over you."She grinned mischievously. "And I’ll smack every single one of them if they even think about messing up my outfit." She slid into the driver'
“Congratulations, ma’am! You’re four and a half weeks pregnant,” Dr. Shaw, the physician attending to me, said, her face lit up with a wide, genuine smile.I sat frozen in place, my hands gripping the armrests of the chair tightly. “What?” I screeched so loudly that Dr. Shaw winced.Her smile faltered slightly. “You’re pregnant,” she repeated, though the cheerfulness in her voice was now tinged with hesitation, as if she expected me to bolt out of the room.My mind went numb, racing in a hundred directions all at once. Pregnant? How could that be? “But how? This can’t be true. I can’t be pregnant… you don’t understand!”Fatima, standing next to me, let out a long sigh. “Prisca, did you by any chance have... random sex with someone? Maybe an ex-boyfriend or something?”I barely heard her as my mind began to piece things together, trying to make sense of this impossible news. Pregnant? I hadn’t had sex since moving to London. My stomach dropped as realization hit me like a punch to the
The morning started quietly, almost too quietly. The twins were playing in their room, and I had some rare time to myself. I stood in the kitchen, sipping on tea while I planned the day ahead. The warmth of the tea and the soft morning light through the window made me feel at ease, a feeling I hadn’t had in a long time. Jake had left for his early training, and I knew the twins would be bouncing off the walls soon. They had energy to burn, and Jake suggested we spend the day outdoors—a play day, as he called it. I wasn’t sure what a "play day" entailed, but I was eager to see the twins happy and carefree. A soft giggle floated down the hall, followed by Logan’s unmistakable attempt at a word that sounded like “doggy.” It was his new obsession. I made my way to their room, leaning on the doorframe as I watched Lily try to climb onto Logan’s bed. She wasn’t very successful, but Logan’s laughter filled the room, encouraging her to keep trying. “Lily, careful,” I said softly. Sh
AYLA’S POVThe day started like any other, a routine that I was slowly getting used to despite the chaos Tammy brought into our lives. Breakfast had been quiet, surprisingly so, with Tammy nowhere in sight. It was almost peaceful, with Sophie cracking jokes and Fatima teasing Jake about his brooding expression. Even the twins were in good spirits, giggling and smearing jam all over their faces. By the time lunch rolled around, the quiet had lulled me into a false sense of security. Tammy, however, made her grand reappearance, striding into the dining room like she owned the place. But something was off. "Good afternoon," she said, her voice unusually soft. Her gaze swept across the room, lingering on each of us as she offered a small smile. Fatima blinked. Sophie froze mid-sip of her drink. I just stared, waiting for the punchline. "Tammy," Jake said evenly, setting his glass down. "You’re late." "I know," Tammy said, her tone surprisingly humble. "And I wanted to apologiz
TÀMMY'S POVThe morning sun streamed through the dining room windows, bathing the room in a golden glow. The smell of fresh coffee and buttered toast filled the air, but I barely tasted the food on my plate. My appetite had disappeared the moment I woke up, replaced by the lingering sting of last night’s humiliation. Jake. That arrogant, stubborn man had dismissed me in front of the entire pack. And Ayla—oh, that omega witch—she had stood there looking smug, basking in the Alpha’s undeserved loyalty. I stabbed my fork into a piece of fruit with more force than necessary, ignoring the curious glances from a few workers clearing the table. Let them look. Let them whisper. Soon, they’d see me as their Luna, and their pathetic opinions wouldn’t matter anymore. “Miss Tammy, would you like more juice?” one of the servants asked timidly. “No,” I snapped, pushing my chair back with a loud scrape. The girl flinched, and I felt a flicker of satisfaction. At least someone still knew how
It was one of those days where I couldn’t seem to catch a break. Tammy had been hovering around Jake like a bad smell since breakfast, which wasn’t unusual, but today she seemed especially determined to cause trouble. I could feel it in the way her fake smile lingered a little too long and how her sugary tone had an underlying sharpness. Still, I tried to ignore her. If I let her get to me, she’d win, and I refused to give her that satisfaction. By mid-afternoon, I found myself in the library, organizing books that I didn’t even read just to keep my hands busy and my mind clear. It was peaceful, a rare sanctuary away from Tammy and her relentless drama. That peace was shattered when Sophie burst into the room, her face pale. “Ayla, you need to come to the main hall. Now.” I frowned, closing the book in my hands. “What’s going on?” “It’s Tammy,” Sophie said, her voice tight. “She’s—ugh, just come. You need to see this.” My stomach dropped. Tammy and her antics were never
It started with Fatima barging into my room like she owned the place, which wasn’t unusual. What was unusual was the manic look on her face. “She’s doing it again,” she announced, hands on her hips. I blinked at her, groggy from the nap I’d been enjoying. “Doing what?” “Being Tammy,” Fatima said, like that explained everything. It kind of did. “Ugh.” I rubbed my face and sat up. “What now?” Fatima pointed dramatically toward the hallway. “She’s in the kitchen. Again. She’s trying to tell Sophie how to ‘properly’ bake cookies. And—oh, you’re going to love this—she called her ‘sweetheart.’” I groaned. “Oh no.” “Oh yes,” Fatima replied, grinning now. “It’s about to go down.” Sophie was a saint, but there were limits to her patience. And Tammy? Tammy didn’t just push those limits—she drop-kicked them into oblivion. I sighed, dragging myself out of bed. “Let’s go before Sophie strangles her and we have to hide the body.” Fatima and I made our way to the kitchen, where
The day started off relatively quiet, which in this packhouse was almost suspicious. Tammy was nowhere to be seen for most of the morning, and for the first time in days, I felt like I could breathe without wanting to punch someone. The twins were playing happily in the garden, Sophie was organizing something in the kitchen, and I was curled up on the couch with a book, savoring the peace. Of course, it couldn’t last. By mid-afternoon, Tammy made her grand appearance. She had changed outfits—again—into something that could barely be classified as clothing. A tight red dress clung to her like a second skin, the neckline plunging so low it was practically indecent. She sauntered into the room as if she owned the place, her eyes scanning for Jake. When she didn’t find him, she pouted dramatically and turned her attention to me. “Where’s the Alpha?” she asked, her voice sugary sweet, though the venom underneath was impossible to miss. I didn’t look up from my book. “Busy.” Tam
The morning started like any other, though I had spent most of it dodging Tammy. Somehow, that girl could find you no matter where you hid, and she always had a reason to make you want to slam your head into a wall. Today, she was sporting yet another dress that looked more like lingerie, with her chest nearly spilling out and her skirt barely brushing her thighs. She pranced around the packhouse like she was in a beauty pageant, but really, she was just a walking disaster waiting to happen. I managed to stay clear of her for most of the day until, unfortunately, the universe decided to punish me. I was on my way to the kitchen when Jake came in from training, shirtless, his body slick with sweat, muscles flexing with every movement. My traitorous eyes raked over him, noting the way his abs looked like they were carved from stone and his arms bulged as he wiped his face with a towel. Focus, Ayla, I told myself, swallowing hard. But before I could pretend I hadn’t noticed him,
Dinner that evening was a battle of patience—a battle I was clearly losing. The packhouse dining room was bustling, filled with chatter and the clinking of plates and utensils. Jake sat at the head of the table, his usual unreadable expression fixed firmly in place. I sat a few seats away, trying to focus on my plate and ignore the trainwreck that was Tammy. Tammy, however, had other plans. “Jake, could you pass me the salt?” she asked sweetly, leaning forward just enough to emphasize her chest. Her voice was coated in syrup, and the way she said his name made my teeth ache. Jake didn’t even look up. He grabbed the salt and handed it to her without a word, his attention still on his plate. “Thank you, Alpha,” she purred, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Fatima, sitting across from me, kicked my shin under the table. When I glanced at her, she gave me a look that said, Do you see this nonsense? I barely resisted rolling my eyes. Tammy wasn’t just trying to f
If I thought Tammy’s first day in the packhouse was unbearable, I was woefully unprepared for day two. She made her presence known as soon as the sun rose, barking orders at anyone who crossed her path. I sat in the kitchen with Sophie, trying to drink my tea in peace, when Tammy’s grating voice echoed through the halls. “Where is my breakfast? Do I have to starve in this house?” Fatima, standing by the counter, groaned audibly. “I swear if she calls me one more time, I’ll—” “Calm down,” Sophie muttered, rubbing her temples. “Let’s just get through this without any bloodshed.” The door burst open, and Tammy strolled in like she owned the place. Her hair was perfectly curled, and she wore a bright pink dress that screamed *look at me*. She stopped in the middle of the kitchen, putting her hands on her hips. “Oh, good, you’re all here. Maybe now I can finally get some service around here.” Fatima’s grip on the counter tightened, and Sophie leaned over to whisper, “I’ll hol