Alpha's Bad Romance

Lyle loved her life. She loved being in love.  Blake, the son of Alpha Drake, had been her muse, her object of affection from ever since she could remember. She was waiting for him to ask her to be his mate for she believed that they were marked for destiny. And today he was going to pop the question.  Lyle looked at her reflection in the mirror for the last time with a wide grin and ran fingers in her raven black hair to smoothen them a little more. She was wearing an off the shoulder slate dress, which had ruffles on the sleeves. It was short, just till her thighs and she had let her long black hair cascade down. Her gray eyes gleamed with excitement as she stifled a squeal and then dashed downstairs, taking two steps at a time. Her complexion was ruddy as she impatiently rounded the corridor and entered the kitchen. 

Dormant Volcano Calhein, the Slopes of Northern Summit Mission: Nyter flower Day 2 “Are you attracted to me, Alpha Ryder?” Lyle asked the sun-tanned werewolf who was climbing the rope up the rocky cliff, which had almost fifty degrees incline. He was just below her in the group. She was sweating profusely. It was mid-afternoon. The sun was cruel, making the air hot and sultry. There were thorny bushes and few trees with gnarled roots dotting its surface, hardly giving them any relief. They had to find the cave that led to the bed of the volcano where Nyter grew. Since the day they had gathered for the mission, she could feel his eyes boring into her.  “Stop thinking so highly of yourself, pup,” he scoffed and pulled himself up the rope. “I am a hunter and you are not my prey.” His

Ryder’s erection was growing painfully. “Stop shaking for god’s sake,” he grated.  Lyle could feel his muscles tightening around her, as his breath fanned her cheek. Unfortunately, she was unable to focus on staying still. The more she shook, the more her body rubbed against him and the more his erection moved. He closed his eyes and just stayed like that for a moment and then in a low dangerous voice said, “Move ahead, else others are going to gain, and we will lose the competition even before we have tried.”  But Lyle closed her eyes, whined a little and then sagged against his chest. She willed herself to stop shaking. Her mouth had become dry and she needed water. “You should have taken the lead,” she said. “And how do I know there aren’t more snakes there?”  Ryder controlled his shallow breath

Lyle looked like a fresh flower, like the golden Nyter, whose stalks he was holding in his back pocket now. He could feel a strange lure towards her. It was like if he didn’t sense how those lips felt on his, he would remain anxious. He was attracted to her like Icarus to the sun. But Ryder didn’t want this. His mission was to get the flowers for his lover, make her immortal and marry her. He wanted to take her to his pack and have babies with her. He had gone too long without a mate and every night when went to bed, he missed the warmth of his human lover. She had once spent a night with him, in his bedroom, on his bed, but then also she maintained her distance. And after that… she just kept him at a distance. But that experience was enough for him. When he wanted to complete his mission with so much zeal, why was it that he wasn’t able to keep away from this pup? His wolf c

Ryder bolted the iron gate back in its place. His anger was beyond words. The pup stole from him. She took advantage of his weakness. He stopped and stood there for a while grabbing his hair at the mere thought. He let out a haughty air and muttered a curse. “Fuck!” His anger grew and he punched the wall of the cavern. It pulverized under the impact and the splinters flew. He should have left her soon after finding the flowers, but he was distracted by her body, overwhelmed when he touched her and when he smelled her arousal. The smell of her arousal was still in his hands. He closed his eyes and straightened up and then hurried away from the cave silently. The descent back to the ground level was easy and fast. When his gaze went to the horizon, he noticed that it would soon be dusk. The entire area was silent except for an occasional chitter of jungle squirrels and cicadas who were begi