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Nolan and Arya laughed so loudly at their answer that the mood in the atmosphere lifted immediately. However, Dominique stayed quiet and rolled his eyes.
Arya drove the jeep with utmost care over the rutted road. Since she knew the shortcut to her pack’s territory from there, which was safe from attacks, she took the route. The journey that they would have covered in a day’s time got reduced greatly and they reached the Black Crest pack in four hours straight.
As soon as Arya parked the jeep, her clan people surrounded her. The look on their faces was that of joy. Children, women and men started helping her and her friends with eagerness. Arya’s house was more like a lodge that was constructed of brick, with exposed wooden rafters. There were white tiles on the arched roof. The house was bea
Lyle froze at her words, but masked her expressions. She looked at her plate where she dug her fork into meat pie. Dominique was sitting next to Lyle and he heard what Arya said. He sliced a piece of roasted chicken on his plate with a knife and picked it up with his fork to eat. As he chewed it, he said, “This is so delicious, Arya!”“Well, you really have to say that to our cook. She is a gem!” Arya replied, savoring cheese and garlic toast.When Ryder came, he saw that Dominique was sitting on her left. She was on the extreme corner of the table right next to the head chair on which Arya was sitting. Arya’s beta, Conrad, was on the other side. He was in a deep conversation with Nolan. He expressed his displeasure with a low growl, and asked Arya’s beta to sit somewhere else. Conrad looked at him with a frown an
44Lyle’s eyes became soft with tears. A smile tugged up her lips that lit up her face behind the tears that were rolling out. How could she express her gratitude to a woman who had been so helpful to her at all times? There was warmth in her heart and she felt as if all her bodily tension had released. “How can I repay your kindness and support, Arya?” she said. She felt so connected with Arya at the basic level that she felt overwhelmed. “And even if it’s a long shot that my parents belonged to this pack… I would love to take it.” All of a sudden she felt excited. What if her parents were from the Black Crest pack?Arya got up from her place. Rounding the table in front of her, she walked to Lyle and stood in front of her. She took her hands in hers and said, “Welcome to the Black Crest pack, Lyle.”
Lyle went back to the crown of his penis and then wrapped her cherry lips around it, wantonly. His legs quaked and his neck muscles corded. His shaft swelled in her mouth when she groaned around it. He pushed his hips inside her wanting her to take more. Every time his cock touched the back of her throat, he bit back curses. She licked and flicked and sucked him until he came inside her with a brutal roar. Ryder’s chest was heaving so fast that he thought he couldn’t last this lifetime if he didn’t get inside her. He withdrew from her mouth and then wiped her face. He found his wolf trying to take over, to mate her. But how was this possible when he hadn’t even scented her as his mate. Gods, he wanted her. He would die if he didn’t get in her. It was difficult for him to control his wolf. His fangs had lengthened and his claws increased. His voice altered when he said, “I want to— want to get
Ryder was aghast. “Left? What do you mean?” he asked the servant with a hard expression on his face. On the inside his stomach had plummeted to his feet.The servant cringed and seemed to shrink in his place. He gulped. “Beta Conrad has taken her to our pack house where he would introduce her to others,” he replied.Visibly relieved, Ryder said, “Where is it located?”The servants gave directions and he strode to the pack house. Internally, he was still thinking about the message she had written. It took him some time to remove it from the surface of the mirror. Why would she say that her name was Lyle? And why would she mention Elara? Suddenly, it struck him and he stopped with a jerk. Did he call her Elara yesterday night? But when? He had lost the count he was
She looked at him for a fleeting second. The next moment there was a draft of air, strands of hair moved on her face and Jeremy was down with Ryder straddling him. He punched Jeremy on the face. Jeremy had to use his magic to throw the alpha some ten feet away, but Ryder charged at him again with an enraged roar.What Lyle saw next were two hunks fighting and punching in a hand-to-hand combat. It took five men including Conrad to separate them. And when they were separated, they both had bruises on their faces. Ryder’s forehead was bleeding and he spat blood but Jeremy’s left eye had swollen and there was a cut next to his lips.When their gazes met, she saw his anger and frustration.“You just can’t come here and disrupt the training, Ryder!” Conrad said in a stern vo
As the days of leaving her approached, Ryder started getting anxious. He didn’t want to go. He had asked Lyle to come with him stating, “You are unprotected here, pup.” He also meant that she was the most beautiful woman who he had ever seen and there were chances that other men would flirt with her. Not acceptable. “With me you are going to stay protected,” he insisted while pacing the living room. “You must come with me.”Arya watched him pacing up and down. He was so anxious that Arya raised her eyebrows and looked at him when he talked about how vulnerable Lyle was. “I hope you understand that she is going to remain with me in the Black Crest pack, totally safe and secure.”Ryder stopped and glared at her. “You won’t be sticking to her, will you? What if she forgets her way back f
Lyle jerked open her eyes as a sheen of sweat beads lined her forehead. Why did she feel restless when she saw that woman in her mind? And why did she see that woman? Who was she? Her breath became shallow and she lowered her face in order to stop feeling so uncanny about it. She settled her emotions by convincing herself that it was just a fleeting thought. She must have seen the woman somewhere… She closed her eyes again and focused on meditation. But it was difficult. Every now and then she saw the image of the same woman… her golden hair cascading like rays of sun till her waist… Her beautiful green eyes and rosy lips made her look surreal.Lyle was getting frustrated because she was unable to ward off the image of that woman. She got up, rolled her yoga mat and stashed it aside with other accessories used in the pack house. Then she walked to Conrad and said, “I am don
Lyle gaped at what Dominique just said. “What do you mean, ‘we can’t’?” she said with bewilderment in her eyes. “We have just killed a werewolf in Black Crest territory and you are saying that we don’t even inform the alpha of the pack? If we do that, suspicions would be raised.” “Arya is already a busy woman. How would telling her something like this be wise?” Dominique countered. “I will handle this situation on my own if you don’t want to help!” He limped to the body of the werewolf who was lying on his back with his neck rolled at an odd angle. “Dominique, if we don’t inform Arya about it, wouldn’t it be called as murder that we are trying to hide?” she argued. “Murder?” Dominique lashed at her with brows drawn tightly. He pointed at the corpse and said, “Not only did that man attempt to kil