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
RyleeBang-bang-bang-This man threw serial bombs at me. Blew my head off. And yet he asked me if I like it.Alvar's revelations hit me like a barrage of explosive shells. He lays out plans and secrets with a casualness that makes my head spin.I’m at a loss. Can I even express how overwhelmed I feel? Does he expect me to just accept this madness?Alvar guides me to the couch. “Your reaction is not what I expected. What’s wrong?”I struggle to form words. “Why… Why you would attack Greenvale?”He looks at me, confused. “I’ve explained this before. They’ve abused you since you were a child. Don’t you want this?”I murmur, “That doesn’t mean I want them destroyed.”The thought of revenge has crossed my mind, but never like this. Not at the expense of people like Marta or … Syd.He sighs, "Rylee, I understand you're kind. But there's a reason I'm doing this. Your mom had a significant amount of money in her private bank account when she married Steve. But in all these years, have they ev
RyleeAnother night of nightmares. This time, worse than last night. I dream of Greenvale littered with corpses, rivers of blood flooding every inch of land I know. The familiar voice keeps repeating, "Full moon - wolfsbane -." I see myself standing at an altar in a blood-colored wedding dress, a woman covered in blood reaching out to me, asking me to walk with her.“Ah-”I wake up screaming from the nightmare."Rylee, are you okay?" I hear Meg knocking on the door outside."I'm fine!" I cover my chest, still beating wildly. I take a deep breath and reply loudly, "I just had a bad dream.""Okay. Call me if you need help, I'm downstairs," Meg shouts.I reply, "Okay."I hug my knees and sit in silence on my bed for an hour, fuming. Alvar's words stick in my head, emotions clogging up my body. I can't straighten them out. I can't catch my breath.Another hour passes before Meg texts me to ask if I'm okay. I realize I've been motionless for two hours. The nails on all ten of my fingers ar
AlvarWedding preparations are going well. Carl reports that the Moon Goddess statue is secure in the warehouse on the second floor underground. I ask him to send a few more guards. I plan to move it out on the wedding day and place it on the altar, just like my parents did.The Dark Pack has traditions. Alpha and Luna need to have their wedding in the presence of the Moon Goddess statue on the altar, taking their vows, to strengthen their bond.But my parents were an exception.As far back as I can remember, my parents didn’t have a good relationship. My father had countless women, and my mother had her own male confidant. They always argued and sometimes fought. Their bond was weak, leading to a weakening of the pack, which fell into depression for a while.When I was ten, my mom died. After her death, my father sank visibly and unexpectedly. He dismissed all his mistresses and began spending his days guarding what was left of my mother. I thought it was ridiculous. How could a pack
Rylee"What the hell is this crap?" Alvar's voice cuts through the TV show playing.I keep my eyes closed, feigning sleep. "I'm tired," I mumble, not wanting to deal with him. Every conversation ends with us fleshes tangling with each other, and I'm just not in the mood tonight."Rylee Green, sit up and explain what you're watching." His voice carries a hint of anger as he yanks the covers off me.Reluctantly, I open my eyes and sit up. "It's a popular drama."Alvar is wearing a suit today. His dark hair is neatly combed and his hand is in his pocket. Handsomer than the hero of the TV behind him.Alvar, looking incredibly handsome in his suit, frowns. "What's it called?""Um... Alpha's... Runaway Bride..." I trail off as the TV characters argue.The male lead roars, ["Why did you leave me? Are you still in love with your ex-mate?"]The female lead screams, ["It's my freedom to love whoever I want! At least he doesn't imprison me like you!"]Then the two fight and fight their way to th