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
I didn’t sleep that night. Even after Jake had walked me back to my room, his touch still lingered on my skin, and my mind was a storm of emotions I couldn’t untangle. What had we done? What did it mean? I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, my fingers grazing my lips, remembering the way he had kissed me in the lake. He had pulled me close. Held me like he didn’t want to let go. Kissed me like I was something more than just the woman forced into his life. But when we left the lake, he didn’t say much. He had been quiet, almost thoughtful, his gaze flickering toward me more times than I could count. I wanted to ask him what he was thinking, but I was afraid of the answer. What if it meant nothing? What if it had just been the heat of the moment? I rolled over with a frustrated sigh. My body was exhausted, but my mind refused to shut off. Somehow, I must have dozed off at some point because when I opened my eyes, the room was bathed in soft morning light. I was still
The heat was unbearable. Even inside the packhouse, where the walls were thick and shaded, the air felt suffocating. Sweat clung to my skin, and I could feel my clothes sticking to me uncomfortably. The heatwave had settled over the territory like a thick, oppressive blanket, and it didn’t seem to be letting up anytime soon.Sophie had already declared war on the sun, dramatically flopping onto the couch and refusing to move, while Fatima had gone to the kitchen, attempting to make some kind of iced drink that wouldn’t melt within seconds. The twins were in their nursery, the coolest room in the house, surrounded by enchanted ice packs to keep them comfortable.I, however, was suffering.Standing by the open window, I fanned myself uselessly, hoping for a breeze that never came. My hair was damp at the nape of my neck, and my tank top and shorts felt like they were trapping the heat against my skin instead of providing any relief.“I swear, I’m melting,” Sophie groaned from the couch.
Jake's office was exactly what I expected—neat, organized, and painfully impersonal.The large wooden desk was stacked with reports and maps, the shelves lined with books and ledgers. The only thing that seemed remotely personal was a framed picture on the far wall. Even from here, I could tell it was of Prisca.I swallowed the lump in my throat and forced myself to look away.Jake was already at his desk, flipping through a folder. "Close the door behind you."I did as he asked, stepping further into the room. "So, what’s the plan?"He didn’t look up. "We need to tighten security. I want to know how someone got past our patrols and drugged the guards."I crossed my arms. "That’s obvious. But do you have any leads on who’s behind this?"Jake finally met my gaze. "Nothing solid. But whoever it is, they’re getting bolder."A chill ran down my spine. "Then we don’t have time to waste."He nodded. "Which is why I want you to go over the patrol routes with me. I need a fresh set of eyes."
The room was quiet except for the soft, rhythmic breathing of the twins. The dim glow of the nightlight bathed everything in a warm, golden hue, making the moment feel strangely intimate. Jake was still standing close, his presence looming but not suffocating. For once, there was no tension, no sharp words or cold glares. Just him and me, existing in the same space without fighting it. I exhaled slowly, brushing my fingers through Lily’s soft curls. "I don’t think they’ll ever be truly safe, Jake." My voice was soft, barely above a whisper. "Not when someone out there wants them." Jake's jaw tensed, his arms still crossed as he stared down at the twins. "Then we make sure whoever’s after them never gets the chance to try again." The protectiveness in his voice sent warmth through me, but I quickly pushed it down. I had to focus on the bigger picture. I turned in my seat, looking up at him. "We still don’t know why they want them or who’s behind it." His gaze flickered to m
Jake’s thumb brushed against my cheek, slow and deliberate, as if memorizing the feel of my skin beneath his touch. My breath caught, my chest tightening with emotions I wasn’t ready to name.I could feel his warmth, his presence surrounding me, and for once, he wasn’t pulling away. He wasn’t running."Jake…" My voice came out softer than I intended, almost a whisper, as I met his eyes.He held my gaze, his expression unreadable, but I saw the battle waging inside him. The hesitation. The need. The conflict.For the first time, it felt like he was allowing himself to just be here with me, in this moment, without the weight of his past dragging him back.His fingers tightened slightly on my jaw, his body impossibly close to mine. "You make it hard to stay away."A shiver ran down my spine. "Then don’t."Something in his expression shifted, something raw and vulnerable flickering in his eyes before he exhaled heavily. "You don’t know what you’re asking for.""Yes, I do." My hand came up
The morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I stretched slightly, feeling the warmth beside me before reality set in. Jake was still here. He hadn't left before I woke up like he usually did. My heart did an involuntary flip at the realization. I turned my head slowly, trying not to disturb him, and took in the sight of his face, relaxed in sleep. His usual stern expression was gone, and in its place was something softer, almost peaceful. I had seen him vulnerable only a few times, but never like this—so unguarded, so human. I swallowed hard, resisting the urge to reach out and brush my fingers along the sharp lines of his jaw. This was dangerous territory. Before I could think too much about it, his eyes fluttered open, dark and sharp, instantly alert. It was fascinating how quickly he transitioned from sleep to full awareness. "You’re staring." His voice was rough with sleep, deeper than usual. I felt the heat rise up my neck and imm
The man knelt in the center of the room, his face battered and streaked with blood. His shirt was torn, stained with sweat and fear. Behind him stood two of Alaric’s men, their grips firm, unyielding. And then there was Alaric. He stood before them, every inch the cold, untouchable king. His suit was immaculate, his presence suffocating. In his hands, he toyed with a sleek dagger, twirling it between his fingers like an afterthought. He didn’t speak immediately, letting the silence stretch unbearably thick. “so you think you can steal from me? ” Alaric’s voice was a death sentence, quiet but unwavering. The man trembled, his breathing ragged. “I-I swear, I didn’t take the money! I was framed, I-” The crack of Alaric’s palm against the man’s face echoed through the room. I flinched. The force of the slap sent the man’s head snapping to the side, blood trailing from his split lip. “I didn’t ask for excuses,” Alaric said, his tone calm, terrifying. “I asked if you knew why you were
I took a deep breath as I stood outside Jake’s office. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might jump out of my chest. I had been waiting for this moment—to finally have a real conversation with him, to get everything out in the open. But now that I was here, an odd sense of hesitation filled me. Would he listen? Or would he just shut me out like he always did?No. I couldn’t afford to second-guess myself. Not now.I pushed the door open without knocking. He was sitting behind his desk, scribbling something on a piece of paper, his expression cold and distant. At the sound of the door opening, he looked up. For a moment, something flickered in his eyes—something I couldn’t quite place—before he masked it with his usual unreadable expression.“What is it?” he asked, his tone clipped and impatient.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stay strong. “We need to talk.”“I’m busy.”My nails dug into my palms. “Too bad. I’m not leaving until we
I wasn’t sure what startled me awake at first. My body felt heavy, my limbs sluggish, and the warmth of my blankets begged me to stay curled beneath them. But something was wrong. The air around me felt… charged. A presence lingered in my room, unseen but **felt**, and a whisper brushed against my ears. **"Ayla… wake up."** My breath hitched, and my eyes snapped open. The room was dim, only faint moonlight streaming through the window, but I knew I wasn’t alone. My heart pounded as I pushed myself up, scanning the shadows. **Prisca.** I had heard her before, always in my dreams. But this time was different. This wasn’t a dream. **"Wake up. The twins."** Panic gripped me. I threw off my blankets and ran. The hallway was eerily quiet, the only sound my hurried footsteps as I rushed toward Lily and Logan’s room. Dread settled deep in my stomach, a horrible premonition clawing at my chest. When I reached the door, my heart stopped. The guard. He was slumped against th