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
RyleeIt’s almost close to ridiculous. The world's most notorious Alpha is riding on me, his hard cock still pinning to my private parts. Yet, he looks pained and asks me why I don’t accept him. If you'd told me a week ago that I'd be mated to Alvar and winning his heart, I’d have spat at you and called you crazy.But now, I’m the one who feels crazy. Alvar is my second-chance.My mind blanks out. For a moment, my soul leaves my body.Alvar’s eyes stay locked on mine. He notices the change in my expression and looks stunned. “...No, you didn’t know?”“Get off me first. You’re heavy.” I say, numb.Alvar frowns but shifts to lie beside me, scooping me into his arms. His hardness still rests between my legs. “Rylee, you’re my mate.”“I know that now.” Everything clicks into place—his interest, the preferential treatment, the attention. All because he’s my MATE."Now you know," he chews on my words, thoughtfully, "you didn't know that before?"My thoughts whirl in shock. My mind is too cl
AlvarI bury my head between Rylee's legs, needing to see her react violently for me. From the anger of being disgusted by my partner, to the shock of seeing Rylee jump off a cliff, to the heightened lust – everything is now on the verge of exploding.I lick her vagina in and out. I play with her clit. My movements adjust based on her expression. I want her to submit, to be willing.What’s her apprehension? Why won’t she open up to me even after knowing we’re mates?Rylee closes her eyes, her mouth opening in a gasp, her hand gripping my hair."Say my name," I demand, reaching up to pinch her nipple.Rylee tilts her head away. This kitten keeps misbehaving. I sneer and pinch her clit. She can't stand it when I pinch her nipple and rub her clit at the same time. It’s her weakness. I found it.Rylee yelps and tries to pin her legs together. I easily spread them apart. I lean down, swirling my tongue around her hole. "My name," I repeat.Her face turns crimson. She shields her eyes with
RyleeI have a hard time picking out clothes. The closet is full of designer outfits that Alvar has bought me. Even though they are all size 0, they still look baggy on me, and I feel uneasy.I find my old stuff in the closet, the luggage I brought with me from Greenvale. Everything is still there except the wrap (they’ve probably thrown it away cause it’s too worn-out). I end up choosing the new outfit that Marta gave me. The cloth fits well; she must have altered it herself. We’ve known each other for years, and she knows my size.Breakfast is as hearty as ever. Alvar must have ordered the kitchen to keep bringing me food. They only stop when I finally say I am going to throw up.After eating, I make my way to the second floor. It takes me a long time to gather my courage at the top of the stairs before I walk into Alvar’s study.Alvar is wearing a white leisure suit today, which makes his hair look darker and shinier. He wears a wolf’s tooth necklace on his chest, a very wild thing