Rosette drifted to sleep, curled into Kyle's protective embrace.Waking up the next morning was anything but pleasant. The feeling of cold metal against her ankle and the sound of metal clinking together dragged her out of a deep sleep. She sat up to see a satisfied Kyle Luther looking down at her. He was already dressed in a crisp white dress shirt and black slacks, jacket slung casually over his arm.Rosette looked down at her ankle and was shocked to see a silver manacle attached to a thick silver chain. She crawled to the foot of the bed and followed the line of the chain. It bolted to a place just underneath the bed – a spot she never would have noticed last night. There was a really long length of chain, so she wasn't necessarily chained to the bed, but it still felt like that.She was furious and looked up at Kyle, a string of curses forming on her lips. "How dare you!" she shouted at him, "You can't do this to me! Why are you doing this? Have you lost your mind?!"His eyes wer
He slipped into her, and Rosette groaned. He wasn't in the mood for preliminaries, just raw sex. The furniture she was perched on shuddered with each forceful thrust he gave. She held onto him as he ground against her and prayed the wood was put together well.Slipping a thumb between their bodies, he massaged her clit in time with his thrusts, and her toes started to curl. She was acutely aware of the chain still on her ankle, and it added a weird thrill to the lovemaking."Come for me," he said, nipping at her earlobe.She opened her blouse and started to pinch and fondle her own nipples. She heard a sound of approval and watched him staring down at her hands hard at work. He continued to rub firmly over her sensitive bud as he forced himself into her.Everything felt so good, she threw her head back and gave herself over to a roaring climax. Moments later, she felt the pressure build in her ready channel, and he was calling her name with a bruising gri
Rosette house arrest was temporarily lifted as they walked out the large double doors leading to a spacious patio at the back of the den. Kyle had gone on ahead, and Rosette was left with her two bodyguards. Katrina soon found her and was bouncing along happily, holding her hand."Do you want me to take off the shackle?" she whispered, gaining angry stares from Rosette's left and right."No, he already warned me not to do that," Rosette whispered back, squeezing her hand."Did he tell you what to expect in this contest?" Shana asked, coming up on Rosette's other side."Violent and possibly ending in death," Rosette answered her."And afterward..." she probed.Rosette shrugged her shoulders as Katrina gasped, "Oh, she should definitely know how to handle the Alpha when he wins!"Shana nodded and continued, "When Alpha Luther finishes with Eric, the pack will bow down before him, and those that shifted to wolf form may show their bellie
"I would ask, Althea, how long have you been aware of it?" Kyle asked, his eyes starting to shimmer. Rosette reached out tentatively and stroked the arm closest to her. The gold slowly receded, and Kyle gave her a small smile."We had several young ladies from that clinic your young mate works at come to us. They had had a party and all passed out at the same time. They woke up, and my Ryana and your mate were gone. We tested all of them, tested the food and drink at the party," she paused for a few seconds, "we found the spell in Ryana's punch. We didn't know that she was cooking spells, didn't know she was reading our books. The spell she used was dangerous. It could have easily killed and not just put to sleep.""My mate was not injured with the spell, Althea. Were any of the humans injured?" he asked, reaching out to take Rosette's hand."None permanently," she answered, "your mate is safe then? We were under the impression she had been taken.""She i
The wolf spared one more glance at Rosette's ankle, bowed to her, and was gone. Kyle offered her a hand, and she walked with him out into the hallway. She couldn't figure out what Robert had seemed so worried about."You would not be so accepting of your punishment if you were a wolf, love," Kyle answered her thoughts. "If you think you detest being told where to stay, imagine how you would think of it if you were used to running wild through miles of wood.""I'd be miserable," she answered him. Stupid me had to keep talking. "It's really not that bad though."Kyle raised an eyebrow at her comment and chuckled. "My pack feels you are beyond brave for accepting such a dire punishment so gracefully. To the last wolf, they fear I would have put your entire guard on a chain before slowly killing them had you not been found. They would far prefer to feel my claws quickly.""I'd rather not feel your claws at all," she said, shuddering slightly."You neve
Kyle, taken aback, seemed unable to find his voice as Ethan took over to conclude the tale."We spotted her," Mike interjected eagerly, recounting the scene. "She was observing where the patrol had passed, slowly advancing towards the den. Quietly muttering under her breath, she carried a small pot, dribbling its contents on the ground. She got perilously close, just 50 yards from the forest's edge.""Why didn't you alert the patrol?" Kyle inquired, his tone slow and deliberate, reminiscent of the night he found Rosette after her second abduction. The air grew heavy with foreboding for the young wolves."We were about to, but she suddenly turned and fled the way she came. We split up and followed her," Frank declared with pride."Where did you track her to?" Kyle asked calmly, a demeanor that foreshadowed impending consequences."She has a makeshift camp roughly 2 miles from the perimeter," Mike disclosed. "We didn't dare approach too closely
Ethan swiftly guided Rosette down the stairs and through the den, with pack members avoiding their path. Rosette struggled and screamed until Ethan hoisted her up and carried her like a sack of potatoes into the basement of the den.The pace was frantic, and the surroundings seemed to blend together in their haste. As Ethan finally slowed down, Rosette noticed they were surrounded by several imposing Betas. Once she regained her bearings, they found themselves in a long, dim corridor in the basement. Ethan paused in the middle of the corridor, and one of the men accompanying them opened a white metal door. He settled Rosette inside and left swiftly, the door closing behind him with a metallic click of a lock.Desperation washed over Rosette as she screamed and pulled at the door, but it remained unyielding. There was no visible lock mechanism on her side, thwarting any attempt at escape. The realization that the witch had succeeded in taking Joel from her without her i
After Ethan departed, Rosette sat on the bed and toyed with the computer, noting its access to the internet. Researching various materials on witches, some pieces seemed authentic, yet they struggled to differentiate between reality and fantasy. Eventually, resting her head, she found the bed comfortable but experienced fitful sleep. Having grown accustomed to being embraced by Kyle at night over the past few weeks, the idea of another occupying the space made it difficult to rest. Concerns about what that person might do to Kyle while he slept troubled Rosette . Desiring Kyle to restrain and interrogate her, sleep eluded until nearly sunrise, as indicated by the clock on the computer. The sound of the door lock moving brought Rosette abruptly from slumber to wakefulness. Ethan swung the door open and carried her away, pacing into another room with determination."What is the purpose of this?" Rosette inquired, showing some resistance, with a voice still drowsy. "Remain here," Ethan