I wanted to be here. Zayne and I argued about it last night as we returned to the compound, he told me my presence wasn’t necessary and he has dealt with this many times. I accused him of babying me which he hadn’t bothered denying. This only annoyed me the more, knowing if I was Jida or that other female Mercy, he wouldn’t have told them to sit back while the males defended the pack. I argued that this was about me, the challenge and if he was going to be putting his life on the line, I should at least be there. I didn’t even want him fighting in the first place, the thought of it terrified me. I told him that, if there was another way. “I am your alpha, you will be my mate, it is my duty to defend you” “Then I will be there” I tried to be firm. He looked away from me, “You might not like what you see when I am being alpha Zayne” his eyes returned to mine and I almost drowned at the intensity “I can be a little different” “I was there that night remember, when you killed those
I slept in Zayne’s room last night, he wasn’t there but I felt better being there, probably because the last time we had visitors, they circled back after showing every intention of admitting defeat. I definitely did not want any late-night visitors. It’s the only reason I slept in his room because I didn’t want to sleep with one eye open. Yeap. There was no drop of disappointment in my gut when I woke up with my face stuffed in his pillow breathing in his scent but his side of the bed was cold and without a single crease. At least I hope he’s not still roaming in wolf for somewhere in the territory. Right now, Rachel fills me in on the training I’d missed the past few days. They hadn’t gone for patrol. “We were in the compound during the challenge though., you know, if things went south, even though the chance for Zayne to lose was close to nil, we still had so measures in place” I give her my full attention. Raising my eyebro
Things are rather calm the next few days following the challenge. Like me, everyone has being holding their breath for any backlash from the fight. There’s been no news from the council, even the attacks from the intruders reduced then stopped completely. I know this because I ask Sky and Marc for updates whenever I see them which is almost everyday, the one I don’t see at all is Zayne. Haven’t set eyes on him since he left the clearing in wolf form. But I know he hasn’t left the territory. Yes, I asked. The peace from the past few days has lead everyone to feel more relaxed, which is why we are able to have a normal full moon gathering. And by normal I mean loud with music and booze and dancing around the bonfire. Dark woods style. I danced a little with Oliver and Mile, until I got tired about an hour ago, Winnie off somewhere with Philip, Mile had whispered to me over the fire that she expecting the news of mating from them anytime soon. Now I’m sitting in the cool grass watc
I’ve been feeling restless all day, hyped up. And maybe a little angsty. We had a grueling day at training today. I should be beat, passed out in my bed but I feel like I could go another few hours. I don’t know what to do with all this energy. It’s strange for me, for a moment I wonder if it had something to do with soaking up the energy for moonlight, I know Zayne brought us inside the house not long after I slept off because I woke up to him placing me in the bed and then joining me. I swing into a corner and jerk to a stop. “Watch it!” “Sorry” I mumbled, biting my lip in embarrassment as Jida glared at me for a second. I tense, watching her. She slips out a dagger from the sleeves of her jacket and begins to clean her nails with the pointy end of the blade. I clench my fist. I couldn’t take Jida in a fight. She’s a senior enforcer for a reason. I can hold my own against Naya but I suspect it’s because Naya trained me, I have learned her moves and fighting style to a certai
“Do not ruin-oh” my complaint ends in a moan as he rips another yet camisole but captures my now bare nipple into his mouth. He sucks deeply, and my pussy clenches at the tugging sensation of his mouth on my nipple, the feel of his hot mouth and licking tongue is everything, my head falls back into the bed, my back arching up to him. Then he sucks on the second, massaging the first in his large palm. Heat floods me. His tongue is like licks of fire, trails down between the valley of my breast, my navel, and down my hips. His fingers slip into the waistband of my shorts at my hips dragging, I raise my hips to assist in kicking them off my feet. His callus hands trail up my thighs, lips following the same path, a second later, Zayne burrows his face into my panty-covered cleft his nostrils flares as he inhales deeply. He classes his eyes and then opens them. “I’m going to eat your pussy now.” Zayne says softly, his fingers close around the sides, with a slight jerk of his wrist, t
It is sometime before I finally drag my body from the bed, I clean up in Zayne’s bathroom, throw my hair up in a messy bun and look through his closet for something to wear. As I pick out another sweater, that’s about four of the man’s clothes I’ve taken and never returned. I wonder if I should bring a few of my things here, but that would imply that I wanted to make this a thing. Before last night, he made it clear he was okay with going at my pace, allowing me time to come out of my shell as he said. But after last night and this morning, I don’t know, I bite my lips. Did last night change things? I pull the sweater over my head, shoving my arms through the appropriate holes. “There’s no need to rush, I’ll just go with the flow, I’m good with that, great even” I mumbled to myself. No, that was not a pep talk. Okay, maybe a little. What can I say? A girl needs a little pep talk to deal with a male like Zayne. He is too intense, he sees too much, those eyes, always looking too de
Rhea is a fast opponent, it takes a while before I learn her and begin to predict her moves, she prefers to be on the attack so I’ve been dodging blows and kicks for the better part of the morning, only attacking when I see an opening, but she’s fast, really fast. She comes at me hard and fast, I imagined if claws had come out to play I’d be treating cuts at the end of today. This is why when she pauses mid swing and then tips her head behind me, I narrow my head in confusion. What the..? Frowning I sneak a peek, not wanting to give her my back in case this is a trick to get an upper hand. My eyebrows go up when I see Zayne walking towards the arena, the noise around me filters down, I don’t know if it’s because the others stop fighting as well or because Zayne takes control of my senses, but at that moment he’s all I can see, sense, my entire focus. It’s been a while since he came to watch us train, or he’s probably here for Colin. When he stops a few paces away his eyes don’t l
“There’s someone I’d like you to meet,” Zayne says the next morning, it’s not the first thing he said to me this morning, as we lay sideways, my front to his back, he seduced me with kisses telling me what a good idea it is to stay in bed all day as he trailed his fingers down my belly to the apex of my thighs, rubbing on that sensitive bundle of nerves until I was soaked before pushing two fingers into me. I had murmured that I had patrol with Sky, my voice breathy as he stroked me closer and closer to the edge. His response? To slip his fingers from me, pull my leg back over his and guide his thick erection to my entrance pushing into me slowly so that I felt every inch, every thick vein on his throbbing cock. “When I’m inside you like this, in this bed, the only male name I want to hear from your lips is mine. Just mine” he punctuated his words as he pounded between my legs his voice a growl in my ear. By the time we were done, I was a melted puddle in the bed after two intense
I wake up slowly. Heat swooping up my belly, lingering in my core as a hand smooths down my leg, over my calf to my ankle. Moisture pools in my center as the scent of my musk fills the room. I don’t know how I can still take any more after what went down last night. But I always want more with him. “Zayne…” I try to bring my left leg to my right to relieve some of the tension between my things but it doesn’t budge. Hm? My forehead wrinkles but I am distracted by a light nibbling on my big toe. His fingers trail over the bottom of my foot tickling me, as a light sleepy giggle escapes me, he spreads me even wider, I expect him to roll me over unto my back, throw my leg over his shoulder or settle himself between my thighs but something tightens around my ankle pulling taut. Once again, confusion rises. Then he leaves me completely, I pull on my leg, but it doesn’t budge, why can't I move my leg? Neither can my arms. "What the..?" “Zayne?” Am I tied up? “Why am I tied up?” is th
I sit in Zayne’s chair once again, his computer screen in front of me displaying four other males. The large screen in front of me connected to the computer displays the same for the others to see.“And you are?” the voice is gruff. You’d think they’d know who I am with the number of hunters they’ve sent after me. I look at each of them, an older male, who looks to be around his late sixties in human age, sits at the top right screen. beside him is a light-haired male, younger. at the bottom left is a middle-aged male with a bald head and black eyes, and the last is a dark-haired male also young. As it has for nearly eight years now, the fifth council seat remains unoccupied. I fight a smirk pulling at my lip when I say “Alina, you probably know me as the Sliver one”Two of them gasped loudly, the bald-headed one remains quiet, not an ounce of expression on his face. I let that sit for a moment. I see them looking at my hair then my eyes, the technology, no matter how advanced mutes
The past week has been hard, even though we won, war takes its toll. In the end, we were all nursing broken bodies and an equally broken heart, and Zayne… I just miss him. A whole week has gone by and whenever I think about that night, I want to break down into tears, sometimes, I do cry. At the fight and what went down after. The girls come to visit me every day, and Oliver and the guys also swing by after training. Sometimes, Emma is also here, and we make food together. But at night, I get so lonely, the bed so empty without him. But I can't bare to sleep anywhere else. At least here, I’m covered in his scent.Right now, we gather in the meeting room, I try not to pace as I wait, the time counting down with each passing second, smoothing a hand over my leather jacket, I draw in a deep breath. I don’t know which has me more nervous. Finally talking to them or- almost immediately a short beep sounds and I hear the door push open. Every other thought forgotten I cover the distance
I'm still screaming like when I jump on Kieran’s back, my hands on his face, my claws stabbing into any vulnerable flesh, tearing at his jaw, but he doesn't feel any of it in his haze of bloodlust. He howls as I press my claws into his sockets with all my might taking away one of his senses. I keep digging until I’m sure his brain is licking down his eyes. fire stabs into my thighs, a fist tightens around my hair and I go flying over his head. I cough as pain spreads over every inch of my body. “Fucking bitch! Fuck Fuck!” his hands smacks at his face blindly in the air. Willing whatever strength is left in my battered body roll over unto my front, grimacing at the stabbing sensation in my chest I crawl over to where Zayne is laying still on the ground. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kieran disappear into the forest. I pay him no mind, my attention on my fallen mate. My mate is down, the strongest male I’ve ever known, down and it was all my fault. Why can’t I ever do anyth
“Can we kill him now?” Zayne drawls, appearing from the trees, he always did love to make an entrance, “I despise pointless monologues” He looks at me, completely ignoring Kieran as though he was beneath his notice. Kieran Blackwell enjoys playing games, it doesn’t hurt to play a game of our own, from his little speech, he wants to be recognized, that’s why he created the serum, to feel powerful. What better revenge than to deprive him of that? “You’re so violent” I sighed oozing disappointment, though I fight the smile on my lips. As I expected, Kieran frowns, his lips turning down.Zayne shrugs his large shoulders like he couldn’t care less. “It has served me well” A short laugh escapes me, we already got the answer we wanted, Zayne said we had to find out if there was more of the serum laying around somewhere, not wanting to make the same mistake as last time. “True." In our world, sometimes, violence is always the answer. "Okay, he can die now. Turns out he wasn’t as impressi
“Where are they? Can you sense them like you do intruders?” I inquire mutedly after walking for a few minutes. The words barely leave my lips, if they are close I don’t want to give away our location. “No, there’s nothing, but they are here” his voice comes low, “Marc and Eli have been tracking them for about an hour now” Heart in my throat, we walk for twenty more minutes before I see Marc and Oliver where they have taken cover behind a large tree. Zayne makes a hand motion, Marc raises two fingers in reply. I move forward trying to get a sense of my surrounding. Eerie silence surrounds us, not even the wind blows, but I sense familiar pack members in the woods, where they’ve taken position. Zayne’s hand finds mine in the darkness, his fingers threading through mine, and I hear them a second later, boots shifting against the grass. They’re here. I will my heart to maintain a steady pace, holding my breath. I look to Zayne for the plan of action, only now remembering I was out
Growing up, sometimes we would hear of packs at war, to settle land disputes, fighting over an insult, an act of disrespect, or simply to gain more power or just for the hell of it. In order words, werewolves fight a lot, our species respects a show of strength more than anything. Sacred Heart was one of the little peaceful packs, preferring diplomacy over a show of force, it kept us safe for a time. Sometimes I wondered what would have happened had Sacred Heart been a more aggressive pack, would we have survived the massacre then, or was it always meant to happen? For the bigger picture to reveal itself? Learning about Kieran Blackwell tonight, I know this war didn’t start with Sacred Heart, it started a decade ago, when Councilor Blackwell thought to go against the creation of the moon goddess by trying to create superior species through science or magic? The details are unknown. Zayne's father, the previous Alpha of Dark Woods found out and was going to expose him, it led to bloo
“Moonless night?” My voice is rough from my tears.“Sane?” Zayne mummers.He sniffles “They’ve gone rogue, but they don’t know, the serum makes it so.”Zayne freezes beside me “What. Serum?” His voice comes out dangerous.The smile returns to Rafael’s lips making him look deranged with his bloody teeth “You know”“Lies! I destroyed every last bit of it, burned their lab to the ground after I killed him that serum is gone, I made sure if it.”It surly cannot be the same enhancement serum that brought Dark Woods to its knees, based to the way Zayne is reacting it likely is.“Who?” I whispered.“There’s no way he’s alive, don’t fucking lie to me”“I don’t know, I’m just telling you what I heard”“You most have heard wrong!” It’s a turn of events and I find myself holding Zayne back, I can only feel guilt and sadness from him, “Whatever he’s saying is the truth, or at least he must believe it” I turn to Rafeal “How did you come about this information?”He spat out blood, “My father calle
“What are you doing out of that bed?” Zayne hurries into the room, dumping the food tray on one side. My knees shake a little as I look around, trying to find my shoes, Zayne must have dressed me up in silk shorts and cami when I was out of it. I need to change, I can’t go out like this. “We have to question Rafael, he knows things”“So you said last night” he leads me back with a hand on my lower back. “Zayne, really-“An arm folds under my knees and he carries me the rest of the way “He’s not going anywhere I can assure you” he brings the comforter over my legs.“There’s no time to waste-“ “you can barely walk, if there’s something you need I’ll get it for you, just stay here” A tired sigh leaves me “I need answers, I think he was the one who sold us out, no I’m sure if it. He looked so guilty” guilty but determined, he was intent on seeing it till the end even as his eyes pled with me to understand.“And we will get answers, but not at the risk of you falling over, He smooths m