London:The soft click-clack of the keyboard seemed to echo in the room, a constant reminder of the hours I'd spent typing away.I cracked my aching fingers as they felt heavy, blinking at the bright screen in front of me. The blinking cursor glared at me, awaiting my next line of commands. I sighed, wincing a little as my head throbbed.I had been working on this compilation for hours, and I was nowhere near done. I dropped the file in my hand on the bed with a dry click of my tongue.I took my glasses off, rubbing my eyes to ease the pressure growing in them from staring at the laptop's screen for so long. I massaged the bridge of my nose, finally accepting the hint to take a break.I yawned, running my hand through my tousled hair. My back was aching from sitting upright for too long; it craved a lie-me-down. I closed the laptop with a satisfying thud; the screen was now dark, and the sudden absence of the screen's light was a relief to my tired eyes.I spent last night awake rese
Blaire:I didn't know what to expect the moment I let myself swallow my fate and pride and knock on the door.But I definitely did not expect the next line of words that had just left his mouth to actually come from him. His tone was anything but soothing and harmless; rather, it set free the panic in my chest.I was turning white just by hearing his approaching steps, which did nothing but quicken my heart rate.However, now I could barely breathe properly because he was standing right before me with his husky voice sifting through my ears. I tightened my grip on the warm handle, which had now turned cold at my nervousness, as he gently trailed a finger down my face with intense eyes, boring a hole in my soul.When the door opened to reveal the man behind my anxiety, he stood casually behind it with his eyes blinking at me. His jet-black hair was sitting on his shoulder in tousled waves, framing his chiseled face that stared at me. The strong scent of sandalwood and masculinity sittin
London:It amused me how innocent she could be and, at the same time, irritated me. Her reaction to my hardness was priceless. When her hands had brushed my dick, I felt the darned tingles erupt, alerting me of my need to have myself buried in-between her legs and have her back slammed on my bed while I made her scream in ecstasy.I didn't expect that her running her hands all over me in the process of trying to feel her way to my hand would have me so fucking aroused. It was like every touch of hers set my soul ablaze. Now I didn't know what to say about everything because, to say the least, I was a tiny bit surprised but very interested in the new development.I sighed, traveling down the hallway, narrowing to my left to take the stairs down. Heads bowed at my presence, voices echoing greetings as I walked past them in all my glory. I had been trying to dull my erection for the past twenty minutes, but what can I say? It had a mind of its own.Now I was subjected to attending to Cane
Blaire:I spent hours sitting in my room, hugging my knees to my chest as my feet dug into the bed, and I let my mind recall everything that had happened with him. I was suddenly unable to understand the drastic change within my body in his presence.I wasn't sure if it was the setting or just him that was responsible for it. My head was beginning to ache from the endless thoughts. Hera had made the absolute decision to leave me alone and take a fucking beauty sleep while I faced that beautiful devil on my own. And to think she was always going on about us sticking together.Stick together, my ass, because there was nothing sticking together there except for my exploding nerves and weariness of him. It was like he had purposefully withheld every trace of him, making my task increasingly difficult. A very stupid task if you ask me, because who requests someone to serve them in the dark, huh?Was he also going to make me clean in the dark as well?But scrap that; the most important ques
London:Fuyu was on edge. His voice, countenance, and brash temper said it all. Although Mathias had long passed out, Fuyu hadn't stopped his low, guttural growls since we had heard what he had confessed.He banged his fist on a wall, ignoring the cracks that came from the bones in our palms snapping and cracking the wall. His canines bared menacingly as he ground his teeth."So help me, God, if he's lying." Fuyu grunted as he stormed down the hallway with heavy steps."I don't see why a fifteen-year-old would lie. Add up the dots too. There is no way he could have access to such lethal plants. Orkan especially." I said it with squinted eyes.Fuyu grunted, knowing that I was right. "I couldn't stand the stench coming from his blood. He smelled like he had overdosed on something, and his black blood was a shock. I hate to say this, but I was shocked beyond words at my discovery.""Shocking, because it's hard to see a shocked Fuyu." I casually shrugged.Fuyu growled, "Stop joking around,
London:Fuyu's heavy breaths mingled with the soft sway of the branches dancing to the wind and the ruffles of the shrubs as he stood before the giant black gate that protected the tall, brown, aging building. A strange magical presence radiated from the gate and around the building."Since when did the council need a magical barrier?" I sneered with a brow tipped at the highly ridiculous occurrence.Fuyu's no-nonsense snarl showed he was currently thinking the same. His sharp eyes carefully inspected the surroundings, and his ears were alert for the slightest suspicious movement. He stole a side glance at the tall building with an arched left brow and snarled, his eyes lowering as he processed his analysis.He raised his head again and gently sniffed the air. His brows furrowed as he swallowed dangerously. No one was outside, and the silence was almost too..."Something's not right." Fuyu said it hesitantly.It was a rare sight to see Fuyu so hesitant, and that also put me on edge be
Blaire:I was watching Emmett try everything she knew to revive the innocent-looking little boy who lay on the operating table with horrifying bruises and deep gashes slashed on his chest. He looked like he had encountered a beast, and it did not show any mercy on him.His swollen left eye had deep cuts and scratches trailing down to his cheeks. His forehead wasn't spared either. His right index finger was badly broken, as were three ribs in his chest and his left leg. I couldn't understand why his blood was so black, nor could I understand the pungent and choking smell that came from it. The complicated stench alone was making me lightheaded and a little sick.Doctor Miller was looking so stressed as he administered yet another injection into the body, carefully watching the heart monitor, which hadn't changed its waves positively.Emmett was applying pressure to the hole she had created at the corner of his stomach, purging him of the contaminated blood, according to what they've sa
London: I jolted awake, opening my blue eyes as my heart pounded heavily and sweat profusely tricked down my forehead. The remnants of the dream still cling to my consciousness, a haunting echo of something I can't quite grasp.It happened again. The same freaking flashes of an accident and that same voice that hunted me were back and clearer than ever before. I could see those very faces that looked familiar; they were saying something, but I couldn't hear them because it felt like I was falling into a deep space. My voice was screaming out to them, but not a word was audible.The soft, hazy light of dawn seeped into my room, and the air was still as the gentle rustle of curtains swayed in the morning breeze. My breath came in ragged gasps, and I clutched the sheets, trying to steady my trembling hands.The remnants of the dream cling to me, refusing to dissipate. I could almost taste the acrid fear that had gripped me, the images flashing before my closed eyelids like a disjointed
London I stared out the window as my fingers slowly worked to clasp the buttons of my crisp white dress shirt. I snapped my attention back to the present when I felt my mate's gentle touch glide over the wide expanse of my shoulder.I smiled, brushing my hair back and turning to face her smiling face. Eighteen years, and she didn't look a day older than twenty-five—the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on.“Here, I'll help with your tie,” she murmured, starting the knot around my neck, and I could only stare down at her like a lovesick puppy. She looked even more beautiful today, if that were even possible. Her dark hair was curled to perfection, the black shimmering gown accentuated her curves, and the thigh-high slit revealed slender, long legs that I imagined putting over my shoulder while doing wicked things to her.I groaned at the thought, pulling her chin up so our eyes met. Even in those heels, she was still a midget compared to me.“We should just ditch the party and
London I stared in pure boredom at the bunch of Alphas seated at the oval table in the board room on the left wing. As I watched them tearing at each other's throats about who was supposed to have more territory than the other, I seriously began to regret my decision of each Alpha of the Four Kingdoms being independent of his own affairs, a treaty I signed of not interfering unless in dire situations like a war. Reece and I exchanged a glance, and he shrugged before returning his attention to the arguing Alphas. It seemed I would have to step in and stop their pointless fights once again. “Gentlemen,” I called, trying to gain their attention, but when that didn't work, I banged a fist against the table, and that did the trick as they all stopped their bickering to give me full attention. “Now that I have all your attention, can we wrap this up? I have a pregnant wife that needs me.” I spoke through gritted teeth, my eyes twitching as they all fidgeted in their seats. “Thank y
Blaire White I opened my eyes to a dark, damp cell that reeked with the stench of blood and death. I blinked several times to be sure I wasn't having a nightmare, but the rusted bars stared back at me, and the only sound I could make out was of water dripping somewhere.I tried to move my arm, only to realise it was chained to the wall, as were my feet. Looking down, my eyes widened in shock at my very pregnant belly. I began to hyperventilate, my heart beating out of control, when it finally dawned on me that it wasn't a dream after all. Maybe London had only been a good dream, my mind conjured up to keep me sane.“H-hera,” my voice cracked as I tried reaching out to my wolf but received no answer.I tried over and over again with no success, wailing over the feeling of emptiness that overcame me.I shivered when I felt the temperature drop a few degrees lower, scrunching up my nose as the smell of decaying carcasses permeated the air. I gasped in horror when a hooded figure appeare
London:I sat in silence, leaning back against my swivel chair and staring into space for the last hour, lost in my thoughts. I was still reeling from Fuyu's shocking revelation that shook me to my very core. I was still in disbelief that I was capable of treating Blaire, the love of my life, poorly, as Fuyu had described. Even more ludicrous was his claim that this was our third chance at life. Why didn't I remember any of this if it was true?The way Fuyu's red eyes glowed in regret when he materialised in front of me, I knew none of it was made up. He had retreated to the farthest corner of my subconscious, leaving me to think about what he had revealed. How could I explain any of this to Blaire?A knock on the door snapped my attention back to the present, and I sighed, turning to face the door.“Come in,” I called reluctantly, picking up a random file on my desk to flip through, attempting to distract my wandering thoughts. Freya walked in, shutting the door behind her softly be
Blaire WhiteThe way London swiftly snapped the rogue's neck sent a shiver down my spine. I had prepared myself for anything, but it was still concerning to watch him end a wolf's life as if it meant nothing, even though the rogue deserved it.More than anything, I was thankful to see that he wanted to try and do things differently. Even Hera couldn't stop talking about how Fuyu adored her; she had been giddy with excitement because he had been quiet the first day we recognised him as our mate.When he banished the traitor Eliza, I felt pride swell in my chest, but I could tell that the pack members were shocked by the outcome—like they had expected him to snap her neck or rip off her head, just as he had done with the rogue.Knowing London could do things differently if he wanted made me want to hold him forever and never let go, but I had to hold myself back and continue watching from the sidelines.There were two other prisoners left kneeling in front of the crowd. A scrawny blonde
LondonI was seethingly mad when Reece's report replayed over and over again in my head. The thought that my pack's covert affairs had been compromised by one of my own left a pungent taste in my mouth.I knew I had to calm down and think rationally before I frightened my mate even more. I could hear her heart racing, and the need to soothe her overwhelmed my senses, helping to quell my anger, if only a little.Although I sensed Fuyu's rage, it was strange that he didn't fight for control to locate and eliminate the traitor. I pushed aside the thought and focused on Blaire, who sat rigidly on my lap, rubbing her arms nervously.Giving Reece an icy look, I spoke through the mind link, "Leave," and he bowed once before exiting, closing the door softly behind him.“My love,” I murmured, lifting Blaire effortlessly and placing her gently on my desk. I positioned myself between her thighs, pushing them apart. Placing my hands on either side of her, I leaned down so that we were at eye leve
Blaire White After breakfast, London suggested we take a walk in the garden so that we could talk and get some fresh air at the same time. He walked silently beside me, his long legs matching my pace, and his elbow brushed against my shoulder, sending sparks down my spine.I inhaled the fresh air, infused with the scent of earth and the fragrance of blossoming flowers, and smiled when I heard birds chirping in the trees. It was like sweet music to my ears, and I felt at peace.“Blaire,” London called my name softly, and I snapped my attention back to him, tilting my head to meet his eyes briefly.“Why did you want to leave?” he asked, his face almost contorting in a pained expression as he waited for my answer. I was at a loss for words, opening my mouth and then shutting it when no words formed. I was ashamed to tell him the real reason I wanted to leave the minute I woke up in his arms, but I couldn't stand lying to him.“When I recognised you as my mate, I was scared because I tho
Blaire White.Nimble fingers combing through my hair and massaging my scalp roused me from my deep slumber. I moaned in contentment as the feeling gently pulled me into sleep's gentle embrace. The musky scent of sandalwood invaded my senses as I slowly became painfully aware of the delicious soreness between my legs.Fluttering my eyes open, I was met with unfamiliar steel-grey eyes that strangely held warmth as he steadily held my gaze. I memorised the most minute details on his face: the curve of his light pink lips, the way his lashes fanned over his high cheekbones as he blinked slowly, the way his dark, wavy hair fell to his strong shoulders. My fingers itched to run through it, to confirm if they were as soft as they looked.His gaze was almost hypnotic, and I couldn't bring myself to look away. The longer I stared at the stranger I had unwittingly given myself to the previous night, the more I realised why he was gazing at me as though I were the most precious thing he'd ever h
LONDONI collapsed to my knees, overwhelmed by an unfathomable pain that scrambled my thoughts and words. A roar tore through me as I gripped my head, attempting to ground myself but failing miserably."What have you done, Fuyu?" I gasped, choking on my own blood as it pooled in my mouth. Miller's voice echoed faintly in the background, but I was too far gone to make sense of it.“It was the only way,” Fuyu whispered from a distant corner of my subconscious.Another scream tore from my throat as I felt my bond with Fuyu being ripped away. He was a part of me, the other half of my soul, and Hayes was killing him, which meant he was killing me too. We couldn't survive without each other, not for long."When I die, Hayes dies with me.” Fuyu's voice sounded faint, his presence in my head slowly fading. At that point, I could no longer feel my physical body; I was consumed by the agony of losing my wolf and friend.Fuyu wasn't just my wolf; he was my lifeline, my constant companion since c