Natasha POVI wasn’t even listening to him. My body and my soul were so aligned with what he was doing to me that I didn’t hear him. His finger went deep inside me to my turgid spot. As soon as it hit the spot, my knees went wobbly, I lifted a little and my toes curled. I moaned, wanting him as hell. God, I missed him. The moment I saw him, my stomach plummeted but the moment I was surrounded by her woodsy, male musk scent, my brain stopped working. He was looking gaunt. It was as if he hadn’t eaten food for the last few days. There were dark circles beneath his eyes and a stubble worth of two days. His hair was tousled as if he had forgotten to comb them. My chest squeezed. I wanted to caress him and smooth his hair.I resisted the urge to go with him inside the woods, but my body rebelled against me. I found myself being taken away by my wolf into the dark woods that were just as dark as he was. “Say it, Natasha!” he commanded. “Hmm?” I was focused on chasing my pleasure, so I cle
One of the reasons why I couldn’t come back home was because it smelled of him. My bedroom smelled of him. It would have killed me if I stayed here surrounded by his smell, all the while thinking that he was with Rita. Apollo set me on my feet and I touched the soft mattress of my bed. He lifted his face to look at me as he smoothed my hair back from my forehead and cheeks. “Don’t leave me…” he whispered. He lifted my dress, removed it and tossed it on the floor, leaving me in the red risqué lingerie. His lips parted and he rubbed his hand over his mouth as he stared at me. My cheeks heated but I didn’t lower my gaze. Slowly, he pushed me back and when I was lying on the bed, he crawled over me. “I want to rip this lingerie off you. I want to go wild with you.” And my thighs clenched. I placed my palm over his face, and whispered, “Then do that.” He gulped. His gaze drifted to my gauzy bra and then back to my lips. He brought his thumb to my lips and pressed them. I could see h
I gasped when I saw his erection and my face heated like a thousand suns. But I wanted to see how much I could resist him. I quickly dragged my eyes away from him, turned and set the hot plate on. I bent a little to take out the frying pan from the cupboard below and placed it on the hot plate. I heard a low growl from behind and a smile curled my lips up. We were playing a game. Who was going to succumb first? Well, I wasn’t. I started pouring the mixture on the pan and added some blueberries at the top. However, all the time, I could feel his piercing gaze on my back. Come for me wolf. My smile broadened. Moments passed, yet I didn’t hear anything. Heck I was expecting him to come behind me, but that familiar warmth, those ridged muscles of his chest and the heat of his cock—all was missing. Only those fierce gray eyes. I resisted as hell not to turn and look back at him and waited for the pancakes to become brown. I flipped them and waited, waited, waited. Damn! The anticipation
Once again, I was behind. I had to cover up a lot. This time apart from Artemis, Duncan too helped me and that was quite a surprise. He passed me his notes on sociology, saying that they were a hundred times better than Artemis. And that was it. He didn’t once come back to check upon, unlike Artemis who started coming back with me after school, much to Apollo’s irritation. If Rita had come, I didn’t see her. As for Nicole, she joined the school on Gabe’s insistence. It had been a week and he was still living at my place. He refused to go to his home and went to his office from here. Sometimes, his cellphone’s screen flashed his mother’s name, but he didn’t pick it up. I was feeling guilty with each passing day. I once heard him talking about mates in our backyard, and my heart wreathed so much that I walked away from there. What if he found his mate? Was his mother insisting about finding one? I also heard him growl something about Rita. I tipped my head up and exhaled heavily. “You
For the next two classes, I was fidgeting with my skirt, my shirt, my pen, my lips and everything with which I could fidget with. Pregnant? The word sounded like a blow to me. I didn’t want a baby. What if Apollo left me after making me pregnant? I would be called a whore. My aunt and uncle would be forced to leave the pack. The tension was so mentally exhausting that I couldn’t focus on my studies. And I simply wouldn’t tell it to Apollo. “What do I do?” I asked Nicole as we headed towards our English class. “I would have advised you to eat the after-sex pill, but it is too late. It's better you talk to a doctor. She would be able to explain you better than me, Lisa.” Nicole shook her head. “I will hand over two boxes of condoms to him now!” I breathed out. “At least that would protect me if I am all clear!” After that, I continued to trouble Nicole. I touched my belly. “I think it is bloated! I am certainly pregnant.” Nicole rolled her eyes. “You don’t come to know unless
When I heard her footsteps fading, I rose up. My little feet dropped to the floor and I ran to mommy, but the door closed on my face. I cried and cried. Why was mommy staggering on her feet? Where was nana? I wanted her. “Nana…” I called her out, but I knew that she wouldn't come until morning. I heard mommy cursing in a loud voice. Then something shattered on the ground with a loud sound. Scared, I jumped back and ran back to my bed and hid myself beneath the comforter. I hugged my teddy tightly. I buried my head in it and cried. I love my mommy, but she didn’t love me. Nana wasn’t here. I sobbed softly for a long time and went off to sleep. ‘She will cut me into slices,’ his voice came hazily in my mind, just as hazy as his face was. ‘She will cut me into slices.’ His voice repeated over and over and I jerked awake with my teddy. I wanted to go to him and free him, but how could I? Clutching my teddy tightly, my little feet took me to the door of my room. I opened it quietly and p
I was focused on tying his tie and then moving it to center, while he was focused on me. “Come with me, Natasha,” he repeated for the twentieth time. He was going to the party that his mother was hosting for Alpha Nash. “Luna Mira has specifically asked me to let you know that you are not invited to the party.’ Rita’s words kept on bouncing around my head. I didn’t reply to him but after I arranged his tie, I smoothed his collar out. Apollo chose to wear a pale blue shirt with navy pants. I made him wear a tie and a jacket for a complete formal look that I had seen in a magazine on a model. When Apollo wore the same clothes, he looked even more handsome than the model. He looked like someone walking out of a photo shoot. It should be illegal to look so handsome. A pale blush rose to my cheeks when I stared at him proudly. He tapped my nose. “Natasha?” “I won't come, I told you earlier,” I said and then turned to pick up the documents he was diligently preparing for the project for
“You must untie me before he comes,” I said in a hoarse voice, my throat aching. All at once a light flickered on the side wall. “You are our hostage and in no position to make demands,” said the man with the gun. “Then all I can say is that you will not be spared. I tried to make you understand,” I murmured. On the inside, I was frightened like a lamb, but on the outside, I wanted to maintain my confidence. I wasn’t sure if Apollo would even be able to find me, but I took my chances anyway. Peeved at my words, while the one with the gun laughed nervously, the other one scowled. He spun and backhanded me. His heavy iron ring caught my cheek. The force was so large that it sent my chair down with my temple hitting the cold stone floor. Something warm trickled out as stars blasted in my vision. A few moments later, the other man straightened my chair. He took blood from my temple and wiped it on my shirt. He said, “Stop talking, otherwise you are going to be so bloody that no one w
It had been a month since Apollo had become the Alpha of the pack. He was extremely busy with the pack activities. Taking over was a massive task. With Artemis as his Beta, they had so many things to look into that a day seemed to stretch for twenty-eight hours. And in that time, I saw Apollo only during nights when he would come back home, exhausted and grumpy. He would not let me and Lucas go out of sight until he slept. I could understand the pressure he was having. The positions of The Head Tracker, Head Enforcer of arms were still vacant and he had to fill them soon. Kirill had informed me that Ivan died that night when the attack took place. It was said that he was in his room while the whole carnage took place on the outside, watching his mate, Dahlia. When they forced open his room, he shot himself in the head, his last words being, “I love you, Dahlia.” I mourned my father’s death even though he had been a monster to me. As the days passed, I realized that he was missing m
When we reached the Black Moon pack, it was past midnight. Luna Mira had come to the airport. I could sense that she wasn’t alone. The whole pack was with her. I could hear wolves howling in the background. The news that Alpha Jacob had died came faster than us. I clutched Lucas in my arms as Apollo curled his arm around my shoulders and took us out. I came to stand in front of Luna Mira and even though I had coined the words of apology a hundred times in the airplane, I simply couldn’t utter a word in front of her. My throat was choked with emotions, as guilt weighed me down. Because of me, she had lost a lot. She was on the verge of losing her son, but Alpha Jacob went and got him back. And now Alpha Jacob went to recover me. His sacrifice was greatest. He was an alpha wolf who protected his family till he breathed his last. I guess the day I came into the Vries family, the day I was wedded to Apollo, he had accepted me as a part of the Black Moon pack in his own way. Luna Mira s
“Olga?” My whole body jolted in shock and I sat upright. “What the hell? Are you sure? How can that be? God, I had so many questions!” “Shocking,” he replied and to my frustration, Apollo just smiled. He crossed his arms beneath his head and settled on the pillow cozily. “You always have questions.” Shooting him a glare he was used to, I said, “How did Kirill take it?” “Obviously, he took it badly. But I was ready. Nash gave me video evidence of how Olga came to him to give Ivan’s names to the authorities. At that time, he was already with my father and going against Ivan. Olga became furious but she never asked Nash to not go against Ivan. In fact, she gave him some of his secrets and what would be the best way to take him down.” If the revelation that Olga betrayed my father had shocked me, all this information punched the air out of me. “Olga was always my nanny. She loved my parents and she was very protective about me. I never saw her leaving me, except when she went for he
I saw two wolves—a giant black one and a massive gray one, heading in our direction. They were both heading in our direction with ferocious snarls. Snow had started drifting around us and I knew that we had to find a cover before the cold affected my son. Kirill yanked me in the shadows of the naked pines as those wolves slowly came towards us, snarling menacingly. They stopped about thirty feet away and I picked up the familiar scent. “Apollo? Artemis?” “That’s them! Come on.” Stunned, I couldn’t even breathe as Kirill tried to drag me to them. As soon as Apollo saw us, he dashed through the snow to us, yapping and nipping and swishing his tail. I sank on my knees, not able to bear the shock of seeing my mate after such a long time. Apollo licked me and then his son who giggled. My eyes flooded with tears and my mouth was like a cotton ball on a cactus. I had been riddled with so many dreams of this meeting that it looked surreal to me. I threaded my fingers in his fur and brou
Natasha POV A rough calloused hand over my mouth woke me up in the middle of the night. Panicked, a scream surged through me which was smothered into the palm. A face leaned over me with wide eyes. He placed his finger over his lips. “Shhh!” Throat dry as a desert, I blinked my gummy eyes to see who was it through the darkness. Kirill was hovering over me. “If you promise to stay quiet, I will pull my hand away.” I nodded as I stared into his hazel eyes. “Kirill?” I gulped my panic down with some saliva to wet my dry throat. “What is going on? What are you doing here?” “We are under attack from rival rogues.” There was commotion on the outside. Red and blue lights flashed through the gaps of the curtains. My heart leapt out as I jerked to a sitting position. I whipped my head to Lucas who was still sleeping soundly in his cradle. Kirill raked his fingers through his hair looking perturbed. “We thought it was a plain police attack, but these are hardcore rogues. They are t
Apollo POVTwo months. It had been two months since Natasha had left with Lucas. I had become like a shell. I had stopped eating and looked so gaunt that my mother winced when she glanced at me. I knew that she would cry in silence seeing my condition. No mate should be treated like this. We had had numerous arguments over how much she had warned me against Natasha and that I should have rejected her. Every fucking time I would stomp out of the house and find myself in the bar where I had met Natasha for the first time. I would drink until I could no longer think and then had to be brought home. Each time it would be Artemis who would bring me home. He would mumble curses under his breath and I would chuckle and tell him never to leave his mate. I had stopped going to the office, stopped meeting people and had withdrawn into a cocoon. My father had not moved an inch when Natasha called for help because he had to protect his people. And Natasha? My little mate? She sacrificed herself
October November December was the most cruel in Russia. Ever since father had brought us back to Vyaska, our hometown in the north of Russia, he had been extra vigilant. All his energy was usually spent in taking measures that I was highly protected. He had started giving orders from home and barely stepped out even for grand political functions that he was invited to in the human world. My cell phone was snatched and smashed. The two months without Apollo seemed like eternity. I wondered if he was finding me. I didn’t feel like eating, having lost all my appetite. The only thing that kept me going was Lucas. I ate because I had to feed Lucas. I breathed because I didn’t want to leave Lucas in the hands of Olga. I stayed alert because I wanted to escape. I needed only one chance and I would leave, even if that meant running across the wilderness of snow-clad Russia. Ember wanted an out and she was aching to come out after my first shift. She was getting antsy inside me. Once I h
“Natasha!” I heard my father’s astonishment in his voice. “You have shifted!” When I looked down at myself, all I saw was brown fur that covered my hands. My gums were aching for they had protruded painfully long. And I heard a dangerous snarl, which belonged to me. For the first time I had shifted into my wolf and I couldn’t believe that she chose to come out now. ‘I am Ember,’ she growled. I was so much in awe of her that I let her take full control. The transformation was liberating and it felt so good. So, this was how every werewolf felt when their wolf came out. Now that I had my wolf, I understood the hollow, the void I suffered for so long. My wolf completed me. And right now, she was snarling because people had attacked our mate. ‘I will kill all of them,’ Ember hissed. I padded with my chin dipped and a low snarl. The four men in the room stopped beating Apollo. He was almost unconscious. “Natasha, you have to stop!” Ivan’s voice fell on my ears. “This is not what you w
I took a shaky breath in when my father repeated, “I had lost all hope to see my heir ever again, but now my hopes are renewed.” “Father…” I said, my voice breathy. “I am married… and I belong to Apollo and his pack.” I gazed in his eyes to see some kind of reaction, but all I saw was coldness on his face. I pursed my lips and looked away. I had to make him understand that I could never come back to him. He sipped his vodka as tense silence settled between us. When he didn’t speak, I continued, “I can't come back with you to Russia. This is the place I belong to.” From the corner of my eyes, I saw a dark figure moving behind the glass very quickly, as if hiding for being caught. I drifted my gaze back to my father avoiding it. My father swirled vodka in his tumbler as he became silent as if contemplating his next move. At this point of time, I realized that I had to be very careful. There was a darkness that spilled out of him and darkened his expression. He leaned back on the sofa