Michael
"I need another white candle and a cauldron, Michael," Elena commanded me in a trembling tone of voice. I can see past her expression the mixture of nervousness and apprehension as she stares at the candle at each end of the star that she draws inside the huge circle. Elena is still having second thoughts if she's doing the right thing despite knowing that my mother lit up the candles which means she's okay with Elena channeling her magic."White candle and a cauldron," I said repeating what Elena just said. I immediately went to the cabinet and open the drawer where I saw the small cauldron and then I also get another white candle. I handed the cauldron and the white candle to Elena without asking what she will do with all those things. I must say witches are really fond of candles and anything that has creepy vibes on it.After Elena got the cauldron and the white candle, I saw her pull out a few strands of her hair, and then she put it inside thMichael"Do you want to go back to the cellar?" I asked Elena instead of answering her question if I'm going to take her back to the cellar now. I can see her eyebrows rise as if she was appalled by my question."I'm not going back in there. You only give the rogues one meal a day and your cages are so small that I barely get enough sleep in there because it's too uncomfortable." Elena complains causing me to laugh weakly."What are you expecting in the cellar? It's not a fucking five-star hotel that will serve you three meals per day and a king-size bed, you're not supposed to feel comfortable in there." I replied to Elena but she just grimace at what I just said."You're torturing all those rogues, giving them meals and a comfortable bed is the least you can do for them," Elena said scoffing, and I couldn't help but laugh with a hint of sarcasm in the tone of my voice. I don't get what she's trying to say here. We captured rogues and throw them
Michael>Henry.I am now in the middle of the woods and looking at the vast flower garden that the female pack members decided to put up so that their children have a nice place where they can play with the other children. But I forbid any children in going in here right now because it's not safe anymore, with all these werewolf hunters and rogues joining forces to attack a pack, they're feral and heartless to the point that they don't care if they're killing a child. It's dangerous for anyone to come here alone. I don't know when the hunters and the rogues will attack our pack so I'm not comfortable letting the kids out of here because they are the most vulnerable when there's a surprise attack in
MichaelShit! My mate is a rogue. What kind of fucking sorcery is this?>Get back to the cellar, Michael! What the hell are you thinking? Our mate is there.>I refuse to have her as my mate, Kol.Fuck! Rogues are all the same, they're heartless and feral, and I refuse to make one become a luna of the Crescent Moon pack. I will break the bond between us, I will fucking reject her tomorrow and find someone else t
FreyaI don't know what time it is already. It's dark all around here in the cellar so I can't figure out if it's still morning or it's already night. For some inexplicable reason I couldn’t help but feel anxious for Elena, she is the rogue who was imprisoned next to my cage, someone had taken her and I have an idea where she is right now. I'm sure that it's been hours already since Elena was taken from the cellar and there's still no sign of her coming back here."She's probably dead," I said softly to myself and I just heaved a deep sigh out of fear. As much as I am worried about Elena right now, I can't help but also feel anxious for myself because I know that any moment from now, what's happening to Elena will gonna happen to me too. Until now, I can still remember the wounds on Elena's back and fresh blood gushing out of her wounds.This place is so fucking eerie, I'm not used to the deafening silence that pervades all around the cellar. I only heard
FreyaI take a deep breath when an overwhelming scent of freshly cut vanilla and jasmine, with a hint of honey wafted heavily on my nose. I don't know what's happening but I can feel my body getting excited for some inexplicable reason. The scent gets stronger and stronger as I heard a strange thumping noise getting closer and closer to the door. I stand alert and wait for the door to open.And when it does open, rather slowly, the most amazing, most intoxicating smell consumes me. Looking at the doorway, I saw the most gorgeous man to ever grace this planet. He's tall about 6'5, I'm way shorter than him. He has a ripped and toned body, I can't help but swallow my saliva looking at him with only a black boxer to cover his naked body. His dirty blondish brown hair is in a short buzz cut and messy on the top. His eyes are a beautiful shade of brown, which is reflected in his light tan skin. Since he is only wearing a boxer, I can't help but stare intently at his six-
MichaelI feel like I am the worst Alpha and mate in the whole world. It breaks my heart when I heard what my mate just asked me to do and it kept coming back to me like a broken cassette playing over and over in my mind. I admit that the thought of rejecting my mate crossed my mind countless times since the moment I saw her but it never crossed my mind killing her, the mere thought of it is driving me crazy.I loathe rogues, and I still do right now. But as I look at my mate's face, I can’t help but feel an utter annoyance with myself. I even thought of kicking my mate out of the pack land and find another female werewolf to mate. What the hell am I thinking? I was so consumed with my hatred in the rogues to the point that I've only seen them all as vile, feral, and heartless. Looking at my mate right now, her wavy long hair, her electric blue eyes with a black tint outline, and her beautifully-shaped lips, I don't think she's capable of being vile and feral, and
MichaelI just closed my eyes and sat on the soft bed. A few moments later, I suddenly remembered that Freya didn't have any clothes so I immediately went to my dresser to get some clothes.I search for some clothes that my mate can wear once she's all cleaned up. I'm easily twice her size as her head reaches only to my pectorals. I find some sweaters and shirts that I know will be too big for her but are the smallest I have. I didn't bother to find any shorts because there's nothing here that will fit my mate. God! I wonder how old is my mate, she looks like 17 or 18.It only took me a minute before I found a sweater and shirt for my mate, I laid it on the bed while I sat on the side.I hear the faucet turns back on before the showerhead comes on. I can't help but smack myself in embarrassment, my mate is using the shower when she could have the bathtub, it's more relaxing in the bathtub. I should have told her that she can use everything in here
Michael"You're kidding right?" Lincoln asked me incredulously causing me to raise my brows at him as I shook my head to tell him that I am serious right now."I'm not, I really found my mate," I replied to Lincoln and he quickly put down the cup of coffee he was holding, and then he stood up and walked over to me."Shit! Give me a hug, bro. I know how much you've been waiting for this day to come, to finally meet your mate. I'm so happy for you, Michael." Lincoln said genuinely and I couldn’t help but smile heartily as I hug him. He gently patted my back as if he's comforting me. Lincoln is the only person I trust with my feelings, he is the only one who knows how fucking lonely I was and almost in despair that I will ever find my mate."Where's your mate? I want to meet her." Lincoln asked excitedly and I can't help but weakly laugh at him."There's something that I need to tell you, Lincoln," I said and I couldn't help but swallow my s
Michael"Are you okay, mate?" I asked Freya anxiously when I saw her body slightly trembling. I thought she was just cold but then when I saw some beads of tears in her eyes slowly trailing down to her cheeks, I realized that she wasn't trembling because she was cold but I think it's because she was dreaming again. Whatever it is in her dream right now, I can tell that it was a bad dream or it wasn't anything good so I tried to wake her up even though it's still six o'clock in the morning and she's usually still asleep at this times. I can't bear to watch my mate sweat in fear as she continues having a bad dream."Are you okay, mate?" I asked her again and then gently tapped her cheek to wake her up. After gently tapping her cheek several times, Freya's eyes slowly opened. I couldn't help but swallow my saliva when our eyes suddenly met and I could see the extreme fear and anxiety in her eyes."Mi-Michael," Freya said stuttering, there was a hint of fear in the tone of her voice as if
Freya"Way to ruin the moment, Michael." I frowned at him but he just mischievously smiled at me. Until now, I can still feel my cheeks blushing in embarrassment."What? I'm just telling the truth, mate." Michael replied trying to defend himself but I just ignored him and I acted as if I'm mad at him.A few moments later, Michael suddenly grabbed my hand and I just let him. It feels so good that we're holding hands right now as we were watching the waves come crashing into the shore. We were probably has been holding hands for almost a minute or two when Michael suddenly pulled my hand towards his hard shaft causing me to gasp in shock and I can't help but swallow my saliva."Can you feel my morning wood, mate?" Michael asked me in a very sensual tone of voice and I couldn’t help but feel the heat in my body intensify. The kiss that we shared earlier is already enough for me to get so hot toward my mate and now that he's trying to seduce me, I think I know where this is all going and
Freya"What did you just say, mate?" Michael asked me but based on the wide smile plastered on his lips, I'm certain that he heard what I just said. I can feel my cheeks blushing in embarrassment because Michael is obviously teasing me right now. I know that this is not the first time we exchange I love you's but I don't know, this one is different because I'm the one who said it first and I mean it so fucking much."What did I just say? I say nothing." I respond to Michael denying that I just said something. Michael just raised an eyebrow at me and then I saw it again, the wide smile on his lips as if he knows something that I don't know."I heard you say something, mate. Come on, say it again." Michael insists that I said something but for some unknown reason, I'm too embarrassed to say it again to him."Stop acting like you didn't hear what I just said, Michael. Why are you asking me to say it again?" I complained causing him to laugh softly at me."I just want to hear it again fro
Freya"What are you doing? It's cold in here, mate." I immediately turned my back when I heard Michael's voice. I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva when I saw that he was still naked and only the blanket was covering his waist."It wasn't that cold, Michael," I replied to him and laugh softly. Michael slowly walked toward me and then he sat down next to me."Trying to witness the sunrise, eh?" Michael asked me and I just gently nodded at him in response. Michael wrapped his hand around my waist and carefully pulled me closer to him, so I immediately leaned my head on his sturdy shoulder."Do you always come here before? Do you always watch the sunrise and sunset?" I asked Michael one question after another and he hummed softly as if he was telling me that he had been here several times."You always come here alone?" I asked him again. I don’t know if I’m ready to hear whatever he has to say to me right now. I was nervous that he might say that he has brought some women to this place
FreyaIt was still a bit dark outside the tent when I opened my eyes. Michael is still sleeping soundly beside me and I was about to wake him up but I was contemplating if I should do it because I know that he's probably still sleepy right now since I wake him up in the middle of the night. I felt a little bit cold so I squeezed my body even more next to Michael and I tightened my grip on his naked body. When I realized that I was hugging Michael’s naked body, I couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment. I can't help but reminisce about all the wild and hot scenes that we shared last night while we were making the bonfire.I don’t know why he didn’t wear a t-shirt again, I wonder if he wasn't cold. He looks so comfortable sleeping so he's probably not feeling cold.I've been lying next to Michael and hugging his body for a few minutes. I think the sun is about to rise but Michael still sleeping soundly beside me. I was hoping we'll witness the sunrise together."Mi-Michael?" I softly c
Freya “Wingardium Leviosa,” I said softly while casting a spell, and then a few seconds later, the petals of all the various flowers in the flower garden starts to float in the air and dance along with it. Michael and our two-year-old son Ezekiel's faces were filled with joy and amazement as they watched the petals float and dance in the air. "This is amazing, mate," Michael exclaimed while he was carefully carrying our baby Ezekiel whose hands are clasped tightly around his father's neck. I can’t help but feel extremely happy because I am with them right now, my family. "Ma-ma," Ezekiel called me and I look at our baby Ezekiel with a sweet smile on my lips. But then the sweet smile on my lips was immediately replaced with confusion and I can't help but frown because I can't see Ezekiel's face, it was so blurry. "Ma-ma," Ezekiel calls me again. I tried so goddamn hard to see my baby Ezekiel's face but then all it do to me is make me feel a little bit dizzy. I don't know what's happ
FreyaI don’t even know how long Michael and I have been kissing while I masturbate his huge and hard dick. We just stop kissing each other when we were out of breath. Michael was looking at me with satisfaction and a burning desire.A few moments later, Michael suddenly took off his pajamas and I felt my heart starts to beat faster because I already knew where this is all going. I can't help but feel excited upon knowing that I'm going to suck his huge dick again and got to taste his cum. Fuck! I gonna taste his cum again, I won't let him leave this room without him discharging his cum inside my mouth.When I realized all the dirty thoughts I'm thinking right now, I can’t help but blush in embarrassment. If only Michael can hear what’s on my mind right now, I’m sure he would be cursing in burning desire."There's some of my precum in my pajamas, mate. Do you want to smell it?" Michael asked me and I've never decided this fast in my whole life. With a mischievous smile on my lips, I g
Freya"Michael, wake up!" I gently shake Michael's body to wake him up. I woke up so early in the morning and I have already taken a bath. I'm sure Michael's not going to like the idea that I have already taken a bath because he doesn't want me to go to the bathroom to take a bath alone and without his presence or him knowing it. According to Michael, it's dangerous for me to go alone in the bathroom because I'm using a very slippery soap and conditioner and he's afraid that I might slip accidentally. I just always rolled my eyes at him when he was preaching at me about it because I was always careful and I always make sure that I wouldn't hurt myself."Michael, you said we're going to the beach today. Can you just please wake up already?" I keep on nagging my mate and I shake his body again to wake him up.For about a minute, I have been forcing Michael to wake up already until he can't pretend to be sleeping anymore. Michael scratches his eyes and slowly opens them. He looks around
Freya"What are you thinking, mate?" Michael asked me as he slowly let go from hugging me behind my back. He took the glass I was holding and then put it inside the dishwasher. He then put the pitcher back inside the fridge."Still thinking about the dream?" Michael asked me again and I just nodded at him softly in response. I can't help but think about my dream though, I tried to shake the thoughts off my mind but then those three men in black hoods always haunt my mind, I can't see their faces because they are so blurry in my mind. I don’t even remember what Ezekiel looks like in my dream. The only thing I remember right now is that baby Ezekiel was just calm as he was taken away from me, it looks like he wasn't confused, scared, and afraid that some stranger is holding him and taking him away from me."I'm sure that dream doesn't mean anything, mate," Michael said to me but I just shake my head and then leaned on the kitchen island."I don't know, Michael. It feels so real and at t