Katrina’s POV“Hmmm,” I hummed and gulped at his closeness, trying to avoid his eyes as their intensity started a fire in my veins I wouldn't be able to resist in the next few seconds.“So tell me,” he breathed, his face close enough to rub his nose against mine, his hand brushing the small strands on the side of my face.“Ummm,” I started to say but came up short again.“What’s it gonna be?” He interrogated, his fingers sliding to my jaw and brushing my lips with his. “Give me time to think about it?” I questioned, finally able to speak after about a minute, my nerves, and emotions turning into chaos as his palm dropped lower to my neck.“Okay baby,” he mumbled against my lips and wrapped his hand around my neck, offering it a squeeze that sent shock waves along my body down to my clit. “For now, I want to fuck you.”“Davos,” I breathed as he eyed me, lust swirling in their depths. “Yes baby,” he replied. “You want that don't you?”I nodded, unable to speak once again and that made
Katrina’s POVIn no distant time, my legs began to shake, the orgasm building in me, disrupting whatever control I had of my bones. He happened to have noticed as the next thing, my right leg was lifted in the air.A sound that came off as a half sob and half moan left my mouth at the new position, my lack of flexibility adding to the intense hits I was getting, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.I groaned out, pleasure running through my veins as he smacked my ass, the sting going straight to my pussy, making it clench harder around him if that was possible.No one needed to tell me I was about to ride my orgasm as my heart beat fast in my chest, sweat running down my skin and my breathes coming out in short pants which could hardly be differentiated from my moans as they came out simultaneously.He continued to thrust in and out of me, his aura overpowering and it was difficult to hold myself together. My body moved according to his hits and the pressure mounted deep in my low
Katrina’s POV“What?” Maddy questions, her expression one of shock as her gaze was directed at me, her lids narrowing in confusion. “Anything the matter Miss?”“Nothing is the matter,” I beamed at her and took in her appearance. I had asked her to dress nice as per Davos’s instruction, and she had diligently obeyed by putting on a brown floor length print dress with short sleeves and a v-neckline, she appeared honestly beautiful.“Then why are you asking me to follow you to dinner Miss?” She went on to ask, her face morphing into a frown. “Was that the reason I was asked to dress nice? There is something going on right Miss?”“Do not be worried about anything,” I aimed to assure and offered her shoulder a squeeze.“Miss Katrina are you—”“Hush Maddy,” I cut her off and beamed at her hooking my hand to her arm and urging us away from the mirror and to the door. “I just need you there that’s all.”She paused for some moments after my utterance, her eyes roaming around my face as if to
Katrina’s POVAfter Davos had let the cat out of the bag, there was a loud scream that rang through the dining area. Not one of fear, however one of glee and uncontrollable excitement.The next thing I knew, I saw a flash of movement seconds before I was engulfed in a wide bear hug, hair covering my face as it got buried in someone’s shoulder.Arianna squealed a bit loudly in my ear and I would have run away if she wasn't holding me too tight. I still struggled to get out of her hold but went still as she said a simple and soft “thank you.”Those two words were filled with affection and appreciation, one that came as a large weight I had no choice but to accept. I could only smile softly in her hold and hugged her back.It didn't take long for Valencia to join in the hug, Maddy came last while the men stood at the side watching us. I was released minutes later after the girls shared affection and a few tears on my shoulder.Mathew shook my hand after I got released and whispered a sta
Katrina’s POV“Help me roll up the blinds Maddy,” I said to the kind girl who was sat on the couch close to the window, the black pants and off the shoulder white blouse she was wearing matching with the yellow color of the couch.Davos had dropped us a little over half an hour ago, however he wouldn't release me and so Maddy had to excuse herself to stroll inside as she observed his hands roam a bit after he had turned off the car engine.He ended up giving me a heated kiss which showed his lust for me, his fingers making their way to my ass which he could touch freely as a result of the jean short skirt I was wearing and brown flannel top.We hadn't gotten a steamy session for a few days hence he had been busy with his company and I was on the other hand getting things ready for the official opening of the florist shop.Despite the fact we ended up in each other’s arms at night, we mostly ate and shared discussions about the day. Along the line I always ended up dozing off, only to
Katrina’s POV“Are there any dishes to serve the cake in?” Valencia inquired as she put one foot in front of the other and headed to the dining are.“Ummm,” I dragged out, the wheels in my brain turning but it came up blank. “I don't think there is.”“No problem then,” Valencia muttered and unveiled what was in her bag that she carried.“You brought wine?” I questioned in awe, my heart swelling further than I thought it would, and ambled towards where she was.“Well, we needed something to enjoy the cake with.” She shrugged as she produced another bottle from the bag and my eyes widened further. “Not only wine, but I also brought whiskey.”“Alchohol, in broad daylight?” I implored in evident surprise at her utterance, Maddy’s reflection mirroring mine as we both observed the situation that unfolded in our faces.“There is no perfect time to unwind,” Valencia murmured in defense. “Besides I’ve missed alchohol and so this is a perfect excuse for a drink.”“Hope you have cups?” Valencia
Katrina’s POVThe person who came in turned out to be Dean, dispelling the bit of apprehension we had of it being a customer to catch us at our 0dd behavior all in the name of celebration.It was revealed by Arianna that she had invited him to my opening day. He brought with him cookies and ice cream. The smile on my face couldn't be hidden as well as the surprise I was feeling by his action.He joined us in our eating and drinking spree. In no distant time everyone loosened up including Maddy and I. We were sharing stories and I told them more of my past.They sympathized and at some point, some drops of tears stained my cheeks and I briefly forgot we had an external party. When it clicked I felt a bit embarrassed but Dean acted non-chalant and brushed it off which is what I was grateful for.Morning came to afternoon and we were done with half the bottles of the whiskey and white wine. I had instructed Dean to put the ice cream in the fridge for later. It was a fun time and no cust
Katrina’s POVThe person who came in turned out to be Dean, dispelling the bit of apprehension we had of it being a customer to catch us at our 0dd behavior all in the name of celebration.It was revealed by Arianna that she had invited him to my opening day. He brought with him cookies and ice cream. The smile on my face couldn't be hidden as well as the surprise I was feeling by his action.He joined us in our eating and drinking spree. In no distant time everyone loosened up including Maddy and I. We were sharing stories and I told them more of my past.They sympathized and at some point, some drops of tears stained my cheeks and I briefly forgot we had an external party. When it clicked I felt a bit embarrassed but Dean acted non-chalant and brushed it off which is what I was grateful for.Morning came to afternoon and we were done with half the bottles of the whiskey and white wine. I had instructed Dean to put the ice cream in the fridge for later. It was a fun time and no cust
Katrina’s POVThe wind howled through the valley, carrying the scent of blood and smoke, even after all this time. The battle was over, but the land still bore the scars of war—charred earth, shattered weapons, and graves upon graves stretching farther than my eyes could see. I stood at the edge of the ridge, my cloak billowing behind me. The sun was setting, casting an eerie golden glow over the ruins below. It should have been beautiful. Instead, it felt haunting, as though the land itself mourned what had transpired here. Jax stood beside me, his large frame unusually still. He wasn’t the same man who had charged into battle with reckless confidence. None of us were the same anymore. Mira knelt beside a small grave, placing a single white flower upon the fresh mound of dirt. “She was only eighteen,” she murmured, her voice tight with grief. “She was supposed to see the world, not…” Her voice trailed off as her fingers traced the name etched into the stone. Shaun was further
Katrina’s POVAside from the distant moans of the injured and the crackle of dying fires, the battlefield was eerily quiet. Staring at the Crimson Alpha's lifeless body, his once-imposing figure reduced to a heap of broken bones and lost force, made my heart race. The victorious moment, however, felt unjust. hollow. I felt a shudder go through me as a slow, purposeful clap reverberated over the field. When I turned, I saw Lucy Hawthorne standing there. Her icy-blue eyes gleamed with laughter, and her scarlet cloak hardly stirred in the wind. As she stepped forward, her boots stomping on the blood-soaked grass, she exclaimed, "Well done." "You really did a favor for me." Mira tensed up next to me, her hand clenching over her knife. With a low growl, Jax's muscles tensed, poised to attack. Shaun's amber eyes blazed with anger as he took a defensive step forward. Davos, however, was the one who spoke at last. His voice was like steel as he said, "You were never here for him." “You
Katrina’s POVSharp, constant pain throbbed in my ribs, but I made myself sit up. With bodies moving, weapons clashing, and the smell of blood heavy in the air, the battlefield remained a blur. My body was screaming for me to stay down and breathe, but I was unable to do so.With Mira out there, no.She was in charge of a mission that had the power to alter everything, somewhere beyond the mayhem.Shaun squatted next to me, his expression tight. "You ought not to be moving."I cleaned my mouth of blood. "I have no other option."His eyes grew gloomy. "Mira will take care of it."I forced myself to stand up despite the pain in my limbs and let out a sharp exhale. "She must."Because we would all fail if she did.The night was thick with tension and pressed against my skin.Somewhere out there, Mira and her crew were sneaking through the enemy's fortifications, moving like ghosts in the dark. Destroying their supply chains wasn’t just a mission—it was our only chance. If they fa
Katrina's POV With the exception of the distant crackling of flames devouring the remains of the dead, the battlefield was strangely quiet. The ground was slippery with the remains of soldiers who had sacrificed their lives for this conflict, and the air was heavy with the smell of blood and burned flesh. I walked over corpses, some I recognized, others I didn't, and my heart ached. The never-ending cycle of violence had taken another person, and each one was a loss. And yet there he was, in the middle of the slaughter. The Alpha Crimson. Despite the devastation all around him, he remained tall and intimidating. His posture eased as if he were just a spectator to the mayhem he had created, and his crimson eyes burned like coals. My body cried out for me to fight, to put a stop to this once and for all, and my grasp tightened around my blade. However, he held up a hand. "We need to talk, Katrina." My whole body hummed with stress as I tightened my jaw. "I have nothing to say to
Katrina’s POVUnease was in the air at the war camp. The tension was oppressive and unavoidable; it adhered to my skin like a dense mist. There was a problem. The absence of food supply had been the first clue. When additional warriors joined our army, we first believed that the rations were being stretched thin, which was a simple error. Weapons, however, disappeared. Our strategy tent's plans outlining our next course of action vanished. Worst of all, fighters were vanishing into thin air. I looked around the camp as I stood outside my tent. Long, unsettling shadows were thrown over the restless warriors by fires that flared in the darkness. They experienced the paranoia and the feeling that something was falling apart inside of them as well. Shaun came over, his face serious. "Last night, another fighter disappeared. a top scout for us. No indication of a fight. It seems as if he just left. Mira folded her arms. "Someone is helping the enemy." I let out a deep breath, my thoug
Katrina's POVEven the most courageous soldiers were hesitant to enter the safehouse since it was tucked away in the deepest area of the forest. It was an area unaffected by conflict or the mayhem engulfing the world beyond the woods. My youngster was protected here.That's what I kept telling myself, anyhow.As the last of the sunshine slipped behind the tall trees, I watched from the doorway of the little wooden home. The soft sound of my son's laughing reverberated within, a tune so innocent that it didn't fit with the burden on my chest.I balled my fists up. The Crimson Alpha's soldiers were gaining momentum as the conflict reached its climax. My troops continued to fight without me for every second I was here. They lost another second life. But leaving was a total gamble. Leaving him was necessary.I turned and stepped inside, feeling a chill. With the flickering fire creating gentle shadows on the walls, the cabin's warmth enveloped me. Mira gave my kid some wooden sculptures t
Katrina’s POVAs we gathered around the frayed scroll, its mysterious lettering flashing in the faint torchlight, the atmosphere was heavy with suspense. Every time my heart beat, it served as a harsh reminder of how much depended on us. We had arrived to the deserted Lycan ruins, a location lost to time, thanks to the mystery. I felt the old carvings under my fingertips as I moved them over the stone walls. Relics from the past. Back when werewolves and lycans weren't adversaries. When they were one, that is. Shaun was standing next to me, looking over the ruins with amber eyes. "This place gives me a bad feeling." Mira let out a loud sigh. "Whether you like it or not, this is where the puzzle took us. Here is the solution. I looked to a big archway at the far end of the room and nodded. Beyond it, the blackness went on forever. I got a weird feeling that we were closer than ever before, like a weight pressing down on my chest. "We move together," I murmured while holding onto m
Katrina’s POVAs we gathered around the frayed scroll, its mysterious lettering flashing in the faint torchlight, the atmosphere was heavy with suspense. Every time my heart beat, it served as a harsh reminder of how much depended on us. We had arrived to the deserted Lycan ruins, a location lost to time, thanks to the mystery. I felt the old carvings under my fingertips as I moved them over the stone walls. Relics from the past. Back when werewolves and lycans weren't adversaries. When they were one, that is. Shaun was standing next to me, looking over the ruins with amber eyes. "This place gives me a bad feeling." Mira let out a loud sigh. "Whether you like it or not, this is where the puzzle took us. Here is the solution. I looked to a big archway at the far end of the room and nodded. Beyond it, the blackness went on forever. I got a weird feeling that we were closer than ever before, like a weight pressing down on my chest. "We move together," I murmured while holding onto m
Katrina's POVThe air shifted around me, thick like a heavy mist, pulling me under. My body no longer felt like my own. The world faded, the ground dissolving beneath me until I was floating in an endless void. I wasn’t sure how I got here—one moment, I had been gripping the scroll the temple guardian had given me, reading its cryptic words, and the next, everything had gone dark. I took a slow breath, steadying my nerves. This was part of the trial. I had known there would be one. The moment I touched the scroll, I felt something pull at me, dragging me into a place beyond the physical world. But I hadn’t expected it to feel so... real. A soft whisper echoed through the void, a voice both foreign and familiar. "You're not prepared." I spun, searching for the source, but there was only darkness. Then, out of nowhere, a figure stepped forward. My breath caught. It was me. Or rather, it was a version of me—one twisted, darker. Her eyes blazed an unnatural red, her lips twisted