AlvarI watch Rylee have a hard time taking my penis in her mouth. It’s just too big for her.I guide her gently. She’s smart, and though inexperienced, she’s quick to learn. She swallows and licks, her hands exploring. She plays with my balls. She’s got an instinct that drives me wild.Sometimes her teeth graze me. It’s a mix of pain and pleasure that sends shivers down my spine.A while later, I see her hand shaking. She must be tired. I don’t want to push her, so I lift her up, ready to take over.I spread her legs, positioning my rod between her thighs, against her pussy.She gently presses against me. I know it is not resisting. Her face flushes, eyes and valley soaked.I grip her legs around my thick member and start moving. "Look at me," I order. She always looks down, but I love when she looks at me, right in my eyes. Seeing only me in her eyes is the best turn-on for me."Mmm." I let out a satisfied sigh. My little kitten.Soon, she can’t hold on anymore. She buries her head
RyleeThe next day.Meg shows up with a breakfast spread that could feed an army. She glances at the bite mark on Alvar’s jaw and widens her eyes. I can tell she’s having a hard time holding her laugh, as her lips twist in big angles. Alvar gives her a warn look, and she retreats. After that, at Alvar’s insistence, I eat all of the food down.Alvar says he’s taking me to the hospital to check on my bruises. He puts a long scarf around me and asks me to follow him into a car. Along the way, I feel his eyes on me. I keep my head down, avoiding his gaze.He's been staring at me since I woke up. I have no clue what he’s after.I’m usually calm, but with him, I lose my temper and act all out of sorts. It’s unnerving. I need to remind myself of my place—he's the Alpha, and I’m just a slave.I need to find a way out, and soon.The hospital is on the east side of the pack, close to the border—just 4-5 miles from the Mansion. A quick eight-minute drive. Dark Moon has its own hospital and a spe
AlvarAfter teasing my bite mark, Jeff has a deep conversation about Rylee's health with me. He’s worried—says she’s extremely malnourished. Then suddenly, Kristen bursts in, looking panic, and tells us Rylee is missing.I spring into action, calling for the nearby guards to start patrols and sweep the border. My pulse is racing. Usually, I’ve got everything under control, but with Rylee, my heart's all over the place.The south side of the pack is a mess lately, crawling with some spies. I’m worried someone might’ve snatched her or, worse, that she’ll be mistaken for a spy and killed.Blade is restless and howling in my mind.I rush to the treatment room and only find Rylee’s scarf there. She’s gone. And There’s an open window. Rylee’s scent is still lingering. Looking down from the windon, I spot a trail of footprints leading to the eastern border.She jumped out of the window. Why the hell would she do that?"Alpha, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t keeping an eye on Rylee..." Kristen says, h
RyleeThe parlor is dark, perfect for filthy and shady stuff.Alvar’s touch changes everything. At first, he’s just caressing my face. But soon, his hands slide lower, turning his touches into something erotic. He explores my body and kisses me with passion.I’m not in the mood. I’m still reeling from Kristen’s beating and the frustration of losing my freedom.I stop him when his hand moves between my thighs. “I... my foot still hurts,” I lie. His lust is strong and I’m afraid of losing my virginity here.“Shit!” he curses in a low voiceAlvar buries his head in my neck, nibbling lightly. His ragged breath makes me shiver.He tries everything to turn me on. Then he makes me lie down and suck his cock.This time, he lasts longer than last time. My face is sore, my hands are weak. When he’s done, he pulls me on top of him and kisses me deeply.He even makes me lick his chin—the spot where I bit him.This man is sick. He is a whore. His penis could go up at anytime, anywhere.At night, A
RyleeRuth brings me a wheelchair. Of course this is under Alvar’s permission, agian. She helps me to the second floor and then I insist that she leaves me alone.The large west side of the second floor seemed empty and quiet. Alvar is not here. His study is a private, open space, with a room next to it that has five tall shelves filled with the Gonzales' book collection.I’m free to explore.What I told Alvar about wanting to go to school wasn’t a lie. I didn’t go to school growing up. Marta taught me some words, and I learned from TV shows. Just call me illiterate.I long for an education. I once dreamed of escaping Greenvale to finish my degree in medicine. I want to be a doctor. Though I don’t have the healing power, I’d love to help others like my mother did.I wheel myself into Alvar's private library. The books look old but well preserved. I scan the titles—Thickology, Consciousness and Management, Monarchism… Well. I get confused just look at these books’ titles. Aren’t they h
RyleeMy heart hangs in the air with Cecilia's question. I’ve been curious for a long time about this.Half of Alvar’s nasty reputation comes from his aggressive style, the other half from the missing sex slaves. Where do they all go? I need to know where I might end up.I bite my lower lip and ask, nervously, "I don’t know. Can you tell me?"Cecilia lowers her voice, as if sharing a secret. "They all end up on the north side of the pack."I inhale sharply. "What’s up north?"“The North Side,” Cecilia pauses, making my heart race. She sighs, “It’s pack confidentiality. I can’t tell you.”…That’s it? She went in a circle and said nothing."I can’t tell you plainly, so you might as well figure out a way out sooner rather than later." She sits in front of me and takes my hand. Her skin is smooth, like snakeskin. I feel like I’m being haunted by a viper. She pats my hand sympathetically, “Rylee, think about what I’m saying. I’m doing this for your own good.”What way out? She’s trying to
AlvarIn the dean's office at the hospital."What? She hates me?!" I can't control the volume of my voice. My blood boils. Blade is making so much noise in my head that I have a headache, but I don't care. I desperately need an answer.The plan to attack Greenvale Pack is tentatively set. I finished work early today, wanting to get home to talk to Rylee. I need to discuss this decision with her. I’m desperate to get to know her. Yes, home—that’s what I’ve begun to call having Rylee around.Ruth reported that Rylee’s leg is badly injured, so I diverted to the hospital. I want to learn about Rylee’s injuries and ask Jeff, why Rylee still can’t feel me, why there’s no mate bond between us?"Take it easy. Don’t get so worked up. I didn’t say she hates you." Jeff puts his precious teacup away and collects the papers on his desk. Last time I got mad at the hospital, I smashed his entire office."You said she avoids me, fears me... and may loathe me." My tongue burns at the word 'loathe'. My
RyleeI plummet downward uncontrollably. My mind goes blank as I look down at the surging sea below.Is this today? I’m going to die?Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots through my arm. I look up and see Alvar’s naked body hanging off the cliff. He’s pulling me up with one hand, the other clambering over the saltpeter at the edge of the cliff. His expression is angry and agonized.I stare at him in disbelief. How is he suddenly here? Out of nowhere.Alvar pulls me up easily with one hand.Then he climbs up the cliff.I sit paralyzed, rubbing my chest, terrified. A tall, imposing figure looms over me… Alvar!He towers over me. His fangs protrude, his eyes are bloodshot, and his hair stands on end.He has no clothes on.I’m still in a daze. What the hell? Where’s the giant wolf that just scared the shit out of me?Alvar says coldly to Ruth, who has her head down, "Have the cliffside closed off immediately. No one is to approach without my order."Then he roughly pulls me up and toward the Man