Alpha Kai's Son. My father's shadow still dominates the BloodCrest Pack I'm trying to lead; even becoming Alpha didn't change a damn thing. So I take my anger out on any poor bastard put in the steel ring with me. It calms me, but only for a few hours; because blood-red rage follows me everywhere I go. It follows me into the cage the night I'm pitted against an opponent half my size. An opponent with a bigger chest than your average gym buff. A woman... I think I'm doing the right thing by refusing the fight because I know this woman will meet Death at my hands. That is, until my wolf growls the word I never expected to hear in the middle of a fight. MATE. With a name as sweet as her scent and a right hook to match, I know I can't accept Cherie as my mate. Not with the beast I inherited from my tainted bloodline - a Lycan with a thirst for blood… So do I reject sweet Cherie to protect her, or do I indulge in the whims of my beast and claim her? * Cherie I didn't expect to meet my mate when I decided to step into that ring that night. But the second my wolf recognized its mate, I knew it wouldn't be over. Creed Volkov is every bit as terrifying as they say, but I won't allow myself to be bullied by another man. I've come here to win; I NEED to win in order to protect those close to me. Running away from Creed seems like the logical choice, I find myself in that ring with him again. Why can't I bring myself to say the Rejection Vow? And why am I suddenly having dreams about a red-haired woman?
Узнайте большеRebecca As I stood before the full-length mirror in my ornate, flowing golden bridal gown, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. Today was the day I was supposed to marry the man I had been arranged to marry to strengthen the bonds between our kind. But my heart was heavy with the knowledge that I was in love with someone else – Sage. Sage was everything the Fae Prince was not was not, and I still loved him. The Prince, Alexandr, was kind, gentle, and had a heart that overflowed with love; Sage was rough, selfish, and had a heart of ice. But ask me which one I’d gladly be with and I’ll still tell you it’s Sage Volkov. I had grown up knowing Alexandr, and over the years, we had grown close because of mutual acquaintances. We had shared our hopes and dreams, and actually made a pact to marry one day. It was a joke back then. Now, neither of us wanted this because even as we’re betrothed, we’re both in love with other people. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I could feel
SageI sat alone in my dimly lit penthouse office, staring blankly at the empty space in front of me while nursing a tumbler of bourbon. The only sound that could be heard was the faint ticking of the clock on the wall, marking each passing second as if to remind me of the time that had slipped away from me.I thought admitting my feelings to her would do it. I thought being honest and open would get me the one I wanted, but it turns out all it did was push her further away.It had only been a few days since I had confessed my true feelings to Rebecca, and yet it felt like an eternity. The words had spilled out of me before I could even fully comprehend them, fueled by the overwhelming emotion that had been building up inside of me since I met her.After Uncle Kai’s death, I realized that if something were to happen to me, then I would be gone without admitting how I felt about her. That I’d be gone, and she’d still hate me. She would go on thinking I never had true feelings for her w
RebeccaI’m standing in the ‘what the actual fuck’ aftermath of what I’ve just witnessed. Cherie and Creed had the most beautiful ceremony I have ever witnessed, then it was time for them to claim each other and all hell broke loose.Now I’m walking shell-shocked, back to my car, my body trembling and my heart beating painfully against my ribcage. Creed killed his father while in his Lycan form, but it looked like he wasn’t himself when he did it. I felt like I was intruding, so I didn’t get any closer to the family’s shared grief. The last week or so has been hell for me. From resettling my Court closer to New York, to my mother attempting to marry me off to the coward prince. I know that I cannot have a say in who I marry because I come from Seelie royalty, but I’ve managed to talk to another Fae I am familiar with, and settled to marry him instead.My mother isn’t talking to me at the moment because she thinks it’s a mistake, but our Court has shrunk because she only wants pureblo
SageI met my mate the day I could finally feel emotions again…and yet Rebecca still has a more significant pull on me. It has led me to question if the Mate Bond is absolute or just something the Goddess has ingrained in you.After I left the estate a few days ago, I made arrangements for Rebecca and her Court to go home and now I’m on my way into town to meet Isabella, my mate. Creed’s Claiming Ceremony is in two days' time and I have something I need to discuss with him later on.Being back home with my emotions intact doesn’t feel any different, to be honest. Yeah, I can feel my parents’ love for me and I adore my little sister. But I think I’ve been dead inside for too long that I can’t be different, no matter how I try.It’s almost as if going through all that shit was for nothing.Sighing, I pull into my designated parking and walk inside the restaurant. Isabella turned out to be an established model and fashion designer, someone old Sage would have loved to have as a mate. Bu
RebeccaHeartless.How could I forget that was my nickname for him? After swallowing my pride and literally begging him to reconsider, he brushes me off like I am nothing. As if I didn’t need more proof that it was a mistake.Fucking me out of his system? Is that what he wants to call it? I doubt he treated other women the way he treated me, but then again, who am I to say that? Yes, it was a mistake. A giant, annoying mistake. “You seem pretty adamant to get your emotions back when heartlessness suits you just fine,” I say with a shrug. “Won’t having a conscience ruin your whole image?”Sage scoffs. “When you concealed the mark on my heart, did I seem different to you?”“No?” I say with a frown, only to see him smirk.“I had my emotions back then and yet I was still a cold, heartless Sage,” he says, chuckling. “I think I’ll be fine, Princess, no need to worry about me.”For the third time today, I have the fight knocked out of me and I am rendered speechless. Why do I keep thinking
RebeccaI’m in my shower, staring at the tiled wall and trying to figure out if I’ve hallucinated the entire day. From sleeping with Sage to him literally worshipping my body and in the next few minutes, I’m speaking to my mother. Yeah, I definitely think I’m dreaming.From everything Sage has told me, the only reason he’s emotionless is because of the Unseelie Queen’s mark on his heart. If my mother has a spell or enchantment that can remove that, then Sage should be back to… uhm, normal, I guess?But then what happens after that? When my mother comes back, she won’t want me anywhere near Sage. When I acted nonchalant with him about our future, I was pretending because I didn’t want to face what was shoved right in front of me.Not only that, but Sage has a mate out there somewhere. I’ll always be looking over my shoulder, waiting for the day he has a Mate Bond Sighting.I’ll never be the one his Goddess chose; the other half of his soul.Argh, I shouldn’t be so negative. Who says S
Sage The one thing I’ve wanted since I woke up with Rebecca missing that morning, has now happened. She has no idea how fucking beautiful she looks when she comes apart for me, how gorgeous her complete submission is. And this time she was the one who begged me to take her. She’s fast asleep in my arms; right in the middle of the morning after our first time together in years. Just being with her right now, even without the cloaking spell, I feel lighter than I ever have before. I don’t know if this is the answer to my problem, but I think I need to have a talk with her about it. She’s not my mate, I know this. But she’s the only one who makes me feel while I’m this heartless fucker, so that has to mean something, right? Even without that cloaking spell, she makes me FEEL. “Hmmm,” she groans, stirring in my arms and snuggling into my chest. “I’m dreaming, right?” “Did your dream include being thoroughly fucked?” I ask with a grin and know she’s rolling her eyes at me right now
Rebecca Six days in the presence of Sir Heartless and I’m about to have a hissy fit. How long can it possibly take to find whatever it is he’s looking for? We’ve scoured the place every single day, and there’s nothing!Not only am I frustrated, but it seems as if being around me has made him cockier than before. Last night was the worst of it, he kept on pushing my buttons and making me flustered.I watch as he walks towards the front door, ready for another day of nothing. But as he picks up the SUV keys, I rush forward, turn to face him, and place my hand on his heart.“I’ve had enough of this,” I say, before reversing the cloaking spell on the Unseelie Queen’s mark. He looks up at me in horror and I scoff because I knew something was up with him after our first day together. It started with the look in his eyes, down to his mannerisms and teasing. Old Sage would never just tease for the sake of it, he'd do it to get a rise out of me.And he’d do it all with an impassive look on h
SageLast night I had the same dream I had after I walked out of Volkov forest stripped of my emotions. It had the same beautiful dark-haired woman luring me back to the forest, only to fuck me senseless. She told me I belonged to her, that everything I was doing was for her and I believed her. It was the first time in years I woke up hard as a fucking rock with no relief to be found. I still don’t know who this woman is or why she says I’m hers. “So, what exactly made you so heartless?” Rebecca asks on our third day of nothing, snapping me out of my thoughts. I glance up at her as I page through a spell book. “When you say heartless, what exactly do you mean?” I know exactly what she means, but I want to hear her say it.She closes the drawer she’d been rifling through and breathes out a sigh before leaning back in the chair. “You; everything that you are. Everyone who has met you says the exact same thing. You’re cold, nonchalant, you don’t care about anyone else but yourself-”“
The sound of falling anchor chains doesn’t send a shiver of fear through my body anymore, neither does the sting of the cattle prod or the sliding of that barrel bolt lock on my cage.“One slip-up and Marie will take your place.”“Fail tonight; Eva looks strong enough to take over from you.”They figured out that using my sisters' lives works better than violence, but that doesn’t mean they’ll stop the whippings or physical torture. What makes it even worse is that these are the people who should be taking care of us, the ones who should love us unconditionally. They chose us to fill the void of not having their own children.I mean, it used to be like that until I accidentally shifted the night I got my wolf. They saw the damage I did to their cattle and decided I owed them… I was only eight years old and forced to fight in illegal dog fights.Yeah, you read that right. And while my wolf is stronger than any pit bull, it didn’t mean I would come away unscathed. My body is littered wi
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