“Fuck you, Ethan. I won’t cry for you and I’ll never stop fighting you,” I promised.“One day you’ll want me, crave me. One day you’ll love me,” Ethan murmured.“I’d put myself out of my own misery before I ever love you,” I cursed.“Have it your way,” Ethan said. “But I can be gentle. If not for my queen than for who? All you need to do is ask.”I ignored him as his hands pulled open the buckles on the front of his pants. I looked away, refusing to look at him. The last thing I wanted was to have that ingrained in my mind. I felt his hands on my waist next before they slid down my thighs. When he bunched the skirt of my dress in his hands and lifted I couldn’t stand still anymore.I lifted my head back and brought it forward. It crashed against his nose with a crack. I swayed left and right as blood gushed down his lips and dripped off of his chin. He cursed but didn’t stop moving. His fingers trailed up the back of my thigh and up to my backside. I tried to wriggle away but his hand
He was so frustrating. No, he was infuriating. I turned to fight him but when I locked eyes with him I knew now wasn’t the time. He was satisfied, he was done, and if I was careful I could get away from him. I could be rid of him for some time. I could have some time to myself even if only for a few hours.“You’ve gotten what you wanted. Let me go,” I said.“Mm… but I don’t want to let you go,” Ethan pouted. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths to steady me. “And… that’s not all I wanted, Adealine. That’s only a main part of it,” Ethan said.The sound of buckles clacked together as he fumbled with his pants. I didn’t look at him. I refused to look at him. I wanted to get away from him. I wanted to get as far from him as possible. I’d hoped that the library would be my safe space from him, I already imaged coming here when I was alone but now I don’t think I could spend more than an hour in here. I wouldn’t be able to come here without reliving what had just happened. Maybe I was wro
As pretty as this room was and as breathtaking as the view was I saw this room for what it was. It was only a pretty cell. I moved from one prison to another. It didn’t matter how beautiful it was it was still meant to keep me locked in. A strong wind pushed the treetops and in with it came a feeling of unease. One of the servants, a brunette in a brown dress, shooed the other. I turned to look at her as the servant who was pushed to come get me drew near. I couldn’t see her face because her head was bowed low. Blonde hair pulled back in a low bun, bony shoulders, and a small figure was hidden in a plain brown dress.“The bath is ready, Luna,” she whispered.“Thank you.”I turned to Ethan but he only smiled down at me. Releasing my waist, he walked toward the window, but stopped by the bed. I needed to bathe and that would require I undressed. By the way he sat down at the edge of my bed he wasn’t going to be leaving any time soon. He knew I wanted him to leave, knew I wanted to be al
Ethan released my hand an I let it slip into the water. Only when it was underneath the surface did I ball it into fists. Ethan turned from me, he didn’t address the servants as he walked toward the door. The girls continued their washing but didn’t utter a word. It wasn’t until the door closed behind Ethan that it felt like I could breathe for the first time in days. I didn’t let myself fall apart but I couldn’t keep the tears from escaping and streaming down my cheeks. I remained calm and looked out of the window. The sky was painted with beautiful colors. I had thought the view from my window back home was breathtaking but being here, in this room atop a mountain, it felt as if I were up in the sky among the colors. I didn’t let myself dwell on what had happened. Today was only the first day and things would only get worse from here. I knew this but I couldn’t help but feel lost. After they had finished washing me I stood to my feet and stepped out of the tub. They dried me and dr
*Content Warning: Violence of a sexual nature is depicted in this chapter and may be triggering for some readers.*A shiver ran down my spine, which Ethan confused for arousal. The sick fuck actually thought I could find pleasure in his touch. With the feeling of his bulge between my legs, his hands on my thighs, and his lips on my neck, I steeled my resolve. I had forgotten who the fuck I was. My father may have never loved me, and I had no friend to call my own, but I had one person who loved me. I was loved, even if I didn’t understand why he abandoned me. I had alpha blood flowing through my veins and I had made a promise. I promised to fight Ethan tooth and nail. I lifted my chin and looked Ethan in the eyes.“You’re mistaken. I’d rather bite off my tongue and drown on my own blood than wait in bed for you like a good little slave,” I spat.Ethan groaned and chuckled at my response. I moved to kick him in the balls but his hands gripped my thighs and stopped me from connecting. I
My first month in Crimson Moon Pack went the same way as the first day. After how I acted that first night, Ethan forbade the warriors from letting me leave the room. He told me that everything I needed was in this room and everything that wasn’t would be delivered and it was. I was brought the bare minimum. Meals three times a day and drinks were brought up to my room.The servants came every day to dress me, run my bath, and prepare me for Ethan’s nightly visits. I tried the first two weeks to talk to them but they refused to speak. I assumed Ethan spoke to them, threatening them to keep them from talking to me. I finally gave up and stopped trying to talk to them. I knew if I had a chance at getting one of them to help me it was Nicole. I only needed one thing and time was ticking.Every day they came in when I woke and helped me wash. If I was cut or hurt they would try their best to patch me up. They would leave me and I would have the day to myself until the sun began to make it
Whatever I was expecting to hear, the news of an heir rising to their rightful place as Alpha, wasn’t it. The politics and discussion of men was never something I had a place in. As a young girl I remember saying something about a strife my father had with another pack. My father didn’t hesitate to put me in my place. I knew from that day on that what I thought didn’t matter to him. It’s funny how my life has gone full circle. Ethan’s hand lifts my chin and I’m reminded that he’s supposed to hold my attention.“Why would the news of a new Alpha in this Goddess-forsaken world be good news? I don’t see why you would rush all the way here to tell me,” I said.“I received word this morning that there would be an alpha meeting this weekend,” Ethan said.“That’s… interesting,” I said.“It is. All the Alpha’s and their Luna’s will be required to attend,” Ethan said.“So… I’ll have to-”“It’s your duty as my mate. You’ll have to sit by my side. Don’t worry though. You wont have to say a word.
*Content Warning: Physical violence is depicted in this chapter and may be triggering for some readers. *I reeled back as if I’d been struck. My legs became wobbly and I could feel the room begin to spin. I stumbled back but Ethan held me tight. This was news. This was the news. It didn’t make any sense, none of it, and my mind ran a mile a minute as I tried to fit the pieces together that just didn’t fit. He wasn’t an heir, he was a bastard. I knew everything there was to know about him, or at least I thought I did. I’d always known he was a bastard because of his hair. I’ve known since the first time I met him that day long ago.The day when he dropped the bag of potatoes and I looked down my nose at the handsome boy who scrambled for the spuds that had fallen and rolled out. As a young girl, it didn’t matter because he was my friend, my only friend. As a young woman, his parentage didn’t mean anything because I loved him.When Ethan said I would see a familiar face at the alpha’s
Shane’s words are a shock to my system. Silence stretches between us, and I don’t know how long we sit there. I watched as he ran his lips against my knuckles before kissing the back of my hand. I can’t keep my eyes off of him, and as I stare at the side of his face, anger bubbles inside of me.What the hell is he thinking?Unlike the night I met him in this life, there’s no hate there. Shane emits love and patience, and if I hadn’t already spent the time that I had with him, I would have thought I was dreaming. His lashes are unfairly curled, his nose sharp, and as he straightens, I sigh as he runs his fingers through his hair. I don’t need memories of my past life to know that’s always been my favorite thing.Shane’s walls have come crumbling down, and now that I’ve got the man I love marked, and in bed with me, I can’t help but wonder why the fuck he’s here. His eyes meet mine and the corner of his lip pulls back until he flashes me with that panty-dropping smirk. Meanwhile, I’m st
Shadow ~ LivingstonCry ~ Benson BooneAdeaSilence. Absolute silence. I couldn’t even hear his breathing. One glance at his chest proved he hadn’t taken a breath since the words left my mouth. I waited for his answer, but his next breath was all I got before he lifted me up. Supporting my weight, he turned and walked to the sectional. With him leaning back, it felt good being in his arms for this conversation.“Of all the things you could ask…”“You said you’d answer anything,” I reminded.“I did.”“But not this?” I asked curiously.“I will. Just… give me a minute.”“Okay,” I breathed.Lowering my gaze, I gave him a second. My fingers danced along his defined abs as I waited. His chest rose and fell and I glanced up as he ran his hand through his hair. My favorite curl rebelliously dropping back into place on his forehead. His jaw ticked, and I wondered if it was that big of a deal for him to appear, what I would call, pissed.“You had come to stay with me. When I heard you were home
AdeaShane’s heat vibrated against mine. He fit perfectly. Everything had been going so well and now it felt like the ground beneath our feet was shaking. My natural instinct was to look at his lips, to reach out for him, to beg him to make it go away like he had in the truck on the way here. But the time for running had past, and this was a hurtle I couldn’t avoid.There was nothing that could make me feel better about this situation. Images of Shane fucking a multitude of faceless, hot, nameless women flashed one after the other through my mind. No one could make me question my self worth, but when it came to him, Goddess, it was impossible to see how I could ever be enough. Beka walking into the space that’s supposed to be mine set flame to the gasoline that lay at our feet. But, of course, instead of making it better, Shane outright admitted he’d been with women. I wanted to laugh. Knowing he’d probably never turned anyone down until today left a bitter taste in my mouth. It didn’
As soon as I came from the high Shane gave me, the anger came flooding back. And the bastard had the audacity to smile. I don’t know how he did it, but he saw everything. Well, I guess if we’d live multiple lives, he’d know everything about me. I didn’t understand why he could remember, while I couldn’t. His smirk turned into a shit-eating grin, pulling at both corners of his mouth, and my stomach flip-flopped. My pussy still spasmed in the aftermath of my orgasm, but Shane dropped his forehead to mine and laughed. I pushed against his chest, but with a twist of the wrist; I moaned and jerked against him. His shirt was soaked, and I spat it out. It was warm and wet where it fell against my thigh.Bastard.“What’s so fucking funny?” I snapped. Quickly, I swiped at the drool on my chin. The two parts of me waged a war; the one that loved him and the one that resented him. One second I was gushing for him and the next I wanted to punch the ass. His shoulders shook as he pulled his fingers
Shane’s eyes held mine and I tracked the movement of his tongue as it slid along his bottom lip. His head dipped as he lowered himself, as if he couldn’t get close enough. And I watched as he ran his hard, flat tongue up my spread lips. I fought the urge to close my eyes and throw my head back. The need to revel in the pleasure Shane gave me was strong, but I couldn’t. His eyes darkened as he closed his mouth and his throat bobbed. And I was thankful I kept my eyes on him. His lashes fluttered as he savored my taste. Shane was more beautiful than the paintings hanging on the wall. He was a work of art and I could stare at him for hours, days, weeks; however long I could.“More,” I demanded.A rumbling sound sent goosebumps down my arms. My lips parted as his mouth opened and his pink tongue darted out. My thighs shook as I watched it flick over my clit. I widened my legs; needy for more, so much more. My fingers curled against his scalp and I pulled on his hair. Willing him to give me
Aphrodite ~ Sam ShortInstinct told me I needed to protect myself. The need to wrap my arms around myself was strong, but Shane was everywhere. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. My hands rested on his chest. He pressed a kiss to my hair, my forehead, my nose. Even as I wanted to escape this wretched feeling in my chest, I couldn’t help but burrow closer. My lashes fluttering to a close as he murmured my name. I swallowed the lump in my throat and let my hands fall as he placed me on the table.The sweet happiness that made me so giddy I ran from him was gone. And in its place a small hole. Pettiness, anger, and jealousy clawed at my chest. His shirt had ridden up less than an inch more and I would be on full display. My gaze trailed up the ridges and dips of his abdomen. Beneath the light, I noticed the light markings of scars on the back of his biceps and arms. Muscles turned to broad shoulders, but my gaze locked on my mark.Shane is mine.Always has been.Always
Go to Hell ~ LetdownAdeaThe silence was deafening. It was so still, you could hear a pin drop. Just an arm’s length away, his slow breaths filled the silence as Shane hovered behind me. I refused to look at him just yet. My emotions waged war within me. Did I want to yell or cry? I needed a moment. Closing my eyes, I took several deep breaths, trying and failing to calm myself down.Breathe in.1…2…3…4…Hold.1…2…3…4…Exhale.1…2…3…4…The damn breathing thing thing wasn’t working. Back when Gabe and I first came here, he taught me this breathing technique to help with my panic attacks. Instead of pushing thoughts of him away, it did the opposite. Every time I inhaled, I got lungfuls of Shane, his presence surrounded me. Demolishing the wall of safety I tried so hard to build up. As if he heard the wall come tumbling down, he stepped closer. The heat came off of him in waves, cutting through the short distance and caressed me. It was so hard to be mad at him, but my mind and
My skin heated, and it felt as if my blood were boiling. I don’t know which part I was more angry about. This woman being here in my space, the supposed plan to remove her from the premises, or the way Shane called her name. Was it a nickname? Maybe it was all the above that truly pissed me off. My gaze locked with Gabe’s and I gave him the ‘Am I the only one insane here?’ look, but he just shook his head reassuringly. So either I wasn’t, or the two of us were both equally crazy. Turning my focus back to Beka, I waited impatiently for what she’d say. My lip curled as she softened her eyes and pouted.“When you didn’t come back, I was worried. On top of that, you didn’t answer any of my texts.” She hunched her shoulders, making herself appear smaller. We’re taught this at a young age to show an aggressive male we were weak and meant no harm. My skin crawled as she leaned into him, invading his space. I bit back the whine in my throat as my insecure thoughts swirled through my mind.Is s
I am not okay ~ Jelly RollAdeaKorra caught her scent before I could, and she was seething. Alarm bells were going off. There was a female in our mate’s suite. I didn’t know when it happened, but we had claimed not only Shane, but this area as ours. Only those we allowed were permitted to be here, and this woman wasn’t supposed to be here. My wolf snarled and snapped her fierce jaws at the uninvited guest. Normally, I can keep her under control, but right now, it felt like we were one and the same.Her anger, her hate, her pain, her need to draw blood—all of it was mine.My eyes trailed up from her red Jimmy Choos, along her thin yet muscular legs, to the white skirt that left nothing to the imagination, past her breasts that were barely covered by an uncountable number of diamonds. Red-kissed lips with a perfect cupid’s bow jutted out in a pout that matched her heels, blue eyes that instantly zoned in on Shane, and too-straight princess blonde hair flowed down her back.Still, she wo