I lead Amara back to the pack house after we leave Blair's. We're both silent the whole way, other than her telling me she'll be in her room if I need her for anything. I wish I said something to make her feel better, but I was just as lost. I wasn't expecting Blair to say it wasn't witches' magic. There are a lot of possibilities on what it could be from then, but the question that remains is why Amara? I won't lie; I'm a little suspicious of her. It's possible that she really and truly has no idea what this is all about; she didn't even hesitate when I told her I was taking her to Blair; she actually looked eager until we found out it wasn't witches' magic. But I saw something cross in her eyes when Blair was talking to her. I've seen it plenty of times, and it looked like she was holding something back. I'll have to keep an eye on her and maybe spend more time around her. Which was certainly fine by me. I was also purposefully avoiding the fact that watching her in physical pain
I stayed in my room all day. I feel bad, I should be out there observing training, but I can't focus on anything except what Blair told me. I'm standing on my balcony, a glass of wine in hand-courtesy of Seth, the best big brother ever-trying to think of all the other supernatural creatures who wield black magic. I've never had any apparent interaction with any, certainly not a dragon. As far as I knew, they were endangered, and most lived in Michigan, Italy, or Switzerland. I've crossed paths with a demon or two, and then there were the vampires who attacked us, but again, never any interaction. Fae and Angels had light magic, so they weren't on my suspect list, and Angels never bothered with Earth; I've never even seen one in person. They were more of a mystery than the dragons.The werewolf community was really only open to witches. They help us keep our lands healthy and fertile, and we offer them shelter. Most live for free in exchange for their magic, but most have shops in the
“On your knees,” I order her.She holds my gaze while she obeys me. I’m facing her on my own knees, and she starts trailing kisses down my abs to the waistband of my pants. I feel her fingers hook into it and pull my pants down, freeing my painfully hard cock. I make quick work of removing my pants entirely. Not breaking eye contact, she grabs my dick with her tiny hand and runs her tongue up my shaft. I keep my eyes fixed on her, unable to look away. “Fuck!” I hiss when she licks my precum off the tip and finally puts it in her mouthI pull her hair back and twist it into my fist as she takes more of me in. Fuck, her mouth is fucking Heaven. I hold myself back from grabbing both sides of her head and fucking her mouth, wanting this to last. She starts bobbing her head up and down my shaft while her hand follows what she can’t fit. With her sucking my dick like a fucking pro, it doesn’t take long before I lose control and my hips buck, making her choke on my dick while it hits the
I reach Alpha Roman's office and take a deep breath before I knock on the door. I wait to hear him say something, and I get a little annoyed when he doesn't. He's the one who told me to Goddess damn meet him here! Beta Aston could have easily given me my schedule. I'm pulled out of my overdramatic thoughts when he opens the door and stands before me. I take him in, damn this man, does he have to look good in everything he wears? I'm practically drooling at his muscles straining against his shirt when I realize I've probably been staring too long. I look up at him, but I see he's doing the exact same thing to me. I only wear a Nike sports bra with high-waisted leggings, nothing special. Ok, that's a lie; I chose to wear the least clothes possible to catch his attention. I'm a human, well, sort of, woman; what can I say? "Come in," he says, stepping aside and putting his hand on my back when I step in front of him. I thought he would lead me to the chair in front of his desk, but he b
Hi everyone! In the interest of not taking away from the dialogue for excessive world-building, I made an index with the rules of this universe. In terms of Gods/Goddesses, I follow Greek mythology, but I’ve also taken pieces from different folklore and added my own twist. Underworld (There are a few realms/subrealms here, so if there's any confusion, let me know, and I will clear it up). Any being in the underworld is immortal but can be killed by ripping its head off and burning the body. They all wield dark magic but have unique powers. God-Hades, in his own God realm Demigod/Demigoddess realm-lower ranking demons than Hades, but still considered a deity. They oversee different divisions of the underworld but report back to Hades directly if needed. They can be summoned by any supernatural for a favor. Favors may be declined, but if accepted, there is always a price. Demon King-Rules over all divisions of the underworld, but is not considered a deity. Technically he is a Dji
Roman and I are out on the training field now, and I feel exhilarated. Not only did I just have the best sex I ever had in my entire life, but I was finally allowed to train! But wait! There's more! I'm training four days a week until I get where I should be as a 20-year-old wolf. I'm actually not doing too bad, considering my inexperience. I always knew I would be a good fighter if I could just get some time to shine! We started with basic self-defense since any experience I had was with that. I knew a couple of maneuvers, but it turns out I was way more behind than I initially thought. That and Roman was clearly an overachiever, but it didn't matter because I was catching on quickly. Once I had some basic moves down, he let me get my hands dirty with some offense. I did alright and even landed a punch to his jaw…but I think he let it happen. Before I knew it, the two-and-a-half-hour training session was coming to an end. "Alright, we're done here. Come on, get up," Roman says, g
I'm a little surprised Amara turned down the offer of not working, but I understood a little when she said she never had a job. I don't know much about her life in the old pack, but if she needed something as simple as a job to bring her joy, I wouldn't say no. Plus, this means she'll be in my office with me, and hopefully, I'll get plenty of repeats from this morning. I should be concerned that I'm already this attached, but honestly, what do I have to lose? The Goddess seems to have deemed me unworthy of a mate, and Amara is the only woman who has ever caught my attention. If I wanted to be around her, then I'm not going to deny myself; I needed to keep her close anyways. We've been sitting on the bed, my arm around her, in comfortable silence for a couple minutes when I hear her stomach grumble, and I smile."Come on, let's go eat," I say, and she groans"Goddess damned stomach, I was comfortable!" she pouts "Well, I don't plan on losing my arms any time soon, so we can pick thi
I finally came home around ten at night; Violet had me out all that time after lunch. That girl could seriously talk. I had fun, though, the conversation came easy with her, and she took me all over the shops. I loved the way it was set up, all the business hustle and bustle was in the southern part of the territory, and it had a city vibe to it. However, she knew so many people. I can't count how many times we stopped to talk to random people; the girl had enough social in her for both of us. It's closer to eleven now, and I'm ready for bed. I leave the bathroom and lie in bed, hoping Nisha will come to my room soon for some snuggles. I just close my eyes when Roman mind links me. 'Come to my room.' he says and cuts the link. What the hell? Demanding as Alpha. I hope he doesn't want to fuck; I am way too tired for that shit. Who am I kidding? Of course, he wants to fuck!I crawl out of bed just as Nisha comes in, so I pick him up while walking out. Shit, which one is Roman's room?