AidanI exited the car, unbuttoning my shirt before entering my room. I sat down heavily on the bed, tracing the lipstick stains on my white shirt, frowning when the usual pleasure didn't fall through like it always did.Her large brown eyes invaded my thoughts again.It was hard making up my mind about the execution; killing her was the right thing to do to avoid future problems springing out from nowhere.But, as Maia said, Iris felt harmless. She was fiery and stubborn, but I couldn't see her ruining lives and sacrificing babies for power. She didn't just fit into the description.The night was cold, and the room felt empty. Hell, I felt empty. I never wanted a female as much as I yearned for the offender; she made my cock throb. She made my mouth water; she made me feel like, with her, I could become whole.I stood up, and I was done deceiving myself. I wanted her so badly, right fucking now, and I was going to have her, except there was one problem. Atlas.He wanted her too. I saw
I couldn't believe my voice, not sounding like I was being forced, sounding like I was begging for the torture to be inflicted on me. What girl would say no to two handsome devils who wanted to kill you but changed their minds about fucking you…'Every girl Iris' my reasoning jabbed at me 'every girlTell that to the betrayer between my legs, that all but quivered each time they touched me, especially Atlas. He especially drove me insane though he wasn't doing much."That was quick," Aidan laughed surprised, then he sniffed. "Bitch be wanting this more than she wants to admit."He finally pulled the strap down from my arms, and the cloth dropped to the floor, revealing my nakedness underneath"Just like I imagined" Aidan smacked his lips. I was supposed to fight them off and choose death over these sinful pleasures surrounding me, but my body was begging to be touched; I felt my nipples harden as Atlas' eyes bore into mine.Why couldn't the asshole do something with those hands instea
I woke to his nose nuzzling against my neck. His hands reach to my side, and his hair falling over his face. When he saw my eyes Open, Alpha Aidan smiled."Hey, kitten," he kissed my forehead down to my nose, going lower to my neck. "I just can't get enough of you,"Mad at myself for giving in to my urges, I snapped, "I think I've had enough of you. Now if you would go to hell, I'll like to get rid of all of you from me."His head rose, and he stared into my face, an amused smile on his lips. "Didn't feel like you didn't want it all last night.""Well, I didn't; last I remembered, you forced me…."He touched my lips, loving my chatter and how I lost control when he was close to me "shhh. Don't lie. Hades might get mad."My head rose, my elbow against the fluffy bed supporting me up; I snarled, "But I'm already in hell."He chuckled. Low baritone voice, invading my senses, "I and Aidan, we had one more trick" he puId me back flat on the bed, his fingers tracing my chest down to my navel
Atlas POVI stretched, gazing upwards, when the sunlight seeping into the room penetrated my closed eyes. Reaching forth, I searched the bed for Zelda, but she was nowhere to be found.I sighed in frustration. Zelda was an early riser. Even after her status changed from being a slave to my mistress, she woke up early before everyone, toiling away as if her life depended on it.I sat up, staring down at my joggers. I had a painful erection and didn't want to lie down. Frustrated, I pushed the covers from my legs and climbed out of bed.Moving to my wardrobe, I brought out a brown cigar and lit it up, inhaling the smoke, the relaxation hitting me slowly.The offender grew on me even after last night; the thought of her parted lips, and sinfully aroused eyes gave me a hard-on. Like now.I blew out smoke and settled down, staring down at the window. Just below me, Zelda was talking to Orion. She looked a little worried when he left her abruptly. It wasn't a cause for concern. Zelda was sc
TristanRoaming the woods wasn't my thing, to begin with; I preferred the indoor life, labs, and screws, mixing and jotting down with oil stains on my hands. Or maybe in my wing, with a bottle of liquor in hand.I tried to quit the bottle several times, but it never really worked out. There was always something to use it for.I breathed in the scent of Pearl pack. Once my mother's domain, before she passed on through circumstances that stacked in my head, replaying over and over again, though the two packs were joined together in marriage, Mother had made it mandatory for the pack to be given to me. Not Alpha Talon. My father.It was the most beautiful of the three packs; it's tropical, not moving an inch as the only infrastructure was the pack house.Overhead, the full moon glared bright. The tiredness from my shift that happened the night before had me craving sleep, so it seemed I wouldn't need help from liquor to sleep tonight. All I needed was the crash.Which I was about to do w
TRISTAN"IT CAN'T BE!" Atlas yelled again, the situation completely dawning on him; he pulled his hair back, pacing as if possessed.Sobs came from Iris on the ground, her shoulders shaking, her sight covered with tears, staring at space."There has to be a lie somewhere, Tristan," He whispered, expecting me to say something, but when I didn't, he lounged towards her, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her like a rag doll. "What did you do?! Spit it out?""Atlas, stop!""Stay out of this, Tristan""You're hurting her for no reason. She doesn't control this kind of thing."His fingers sank into her arm, and she cried out. I groaned, holding my arm as the pain swept through me; I looked up, seeing Atlas winced. We both had felt her pain. But still, Atlas didn't let go of her until I pushed him off her and caught her before she fell back to the ground."You're just hurting us all, can't you see?!" I wrapped his shirt around her weary body; the only sound coming from her now was her
IrisEverything changed. And so natural was it that I could see a wrecking ball swing through, shattering it to bits like a glass window. My eyes blurred as tears filled them again. My scent filled the room, ever so strong.I should be happy I got blessed with a mate. Oh, pardon me, two mates. This was a cause for celebration if your mates didn't own your hatred.I have a wolf! I wasn't wolfless. A beautiful, magical wolf that shone under the moon and glimmered in its lights but also had the most terrible attitude you'd ever find. Her name was Caci."You've got three dicks waiting for you, at least," she jabbed.I sucked in my breath, annoyed by her words, which touched a soft spot: "This would be the last time I'll tell you to shut up."She shrugged, staying out of my head for the meantime. I knew she would be back, and it was annoying as hell, intruding on my thoughts when all I wanted was a little quiet time to pull myself together.Everything seemed upside down now. Alpha Tristan h
Just to be clear, this is a dark romance book and there will be a lot of triggers. I know I left warnings at the blurb but I've seen scenarios with other authors where their books were down graded because it had trigger scenes even though there were actual warnings in the book.There's a reason it's called DARK ROMANCE. and a Mafia book can't do without it. at least mine.like the next chapter. Trigger warnings in the next chapter. I advice not to read if you are sensitive to avoid negative feedbacks.I assure you, this scenes are needed for the plot progression.Happy reading.
Two years later. TRISTAN I stood by the silver lake with a bunch of black roses in my hand. Two years ago, on this day, she went into that water and never returned; her final kiss still tasted on my tongue; it felt like yesterday even though living without her was agony. But I never let it stop my duty to my people. Under my rule, Blood Canine was getting up to its feet. It was no longer a three-Alpha thing; it was just one-Alpha. Me. The people were happy, and though there was still grief over the death of a loved one, the pack's growth kept everyone going. I pulled out a petal and threw it into the water. I felt like I could see her walking into the lake or coming out of it, a big smile on her face, returning to me again. I had a lot to tell, like how I missed Andrea and couldn't wait for the twenty years to elapse so I could get her back and how I broke inside because I didn't know how my baby was faring as a hybrid in a human world. Lycans are banned from the pack; one mig
IRIS POV She was sucking me in; Akasha was beginning to draw me in and suck me into her deep, moldy webs of darkness, holding me in while I struggled within her. We both wanted out, and we weren't prepared for the disaster we were about to cause. "Akasha, let me out, damnit!" I yelled within her. In our heads, the darkness was all—no, it wasn't all in our heads, for the clouds had suddenly become dark, with lightning back and forth like we were in a game. "Akasha, we can't kill them," I cried, "if we do, all of this will be waste, all of our struggles..." "Iris, hold the reins." Hold what, reins? "I don't know what to hold; you're pulling me." We were swirling downwards faster now, aiming to stomp at the center of the vampire soldiers and cause our disaster. I watched them run for their lives, but where could they go that we couldn't reach? My tears were falling in torrents now; they were right; I was a witch, causing nothing but destruction, and now I was aiming for my mother.
TRISTAN'S POV I felt a hand tug at my arm and turned to see Queen Tyra shaking me, a genuine fear on her face."We need to get the soldiers to the other side of the lake, now!"But I couldn't move a muscle; the sight was something I couldn't place my hands on, and though dark and hazy, it was glorious.Darkness covered the sky, shielding the rising sun. Her aura filled every space."Tristan!" The queen yelled my name again. The fact that she didn't add Alpha told me this wasn't something to be joked with."Everyone to the other side of the lake," I shouted, turning to my soldiers, but to my surprise, they were already on the other side of the lake, even moving further back.The rest that stayed picked to their heels, including Queen Tyra. Even the betrayers knew where they were safe; for now, they were among my army, who brought them to their knees immediately.I looked up, and I wished I hadn't, for she came roaring down from the clouds, leaving the smoky darkness in the sky.I pulle
TristanIt was D-Day, and since we had started early, numerous trucks were taking us down the route of Bloody Canine. Even with the knowledge that most of us wouldn't come back alive, I heard the soldiers sing, and that alone brought a smile to my face.I wanted to go in, but the lyrics were strange, so I sat back and nodded my head to the tune of it while watching the road twist.I knew Aidan was ready for us; I was sure he knew we were coming from the soldiers who had fled to Bloodcanine.We drove at full speed to reach Bloodcanine in time and still save enough of the night so the sun didn't meet us right there, and there was still enough time to fight.We passed Silver Mystic, and the view had me taking deep breaths and blinking my eyes in sadness—or was it anger? Reid didn't deserve any of these, but wasn't that all we were all getting? Reid didn't even have an opportunity to fight before he was struck to the ground by his brother.But we were going to do just that. We were going
Tristan.Just a day to go to war against Aidan, the soldiers were ready, and so were the weapons, mostly silver than steel. Handed to every soldier, even though we knew it might be turned on us.The soldiers were beginning to make their stand before the gate of the Vampire clan, ready to fight but not knowing what to fight.The only time I prayed better than this was when Iris was kidnapped. This fight was going to determine everything. If the Vampire clan were to overcome this one, it would take a miracle.One by one, we noticed our soldiers beating the gatekeepers and running away from Bloodcanine. No one knew if it was because of fear or if they worked for Aidan, but when news like that came out, soldiers tended to lose hope more."We have to hurry up with the process and go to war before we don't have any soldiers left," Queen Tyra told me.I was her adviser when she needed one, and now I didn't just bring my unneeded advice to the table; she had to ask for it first.We were in Iri
IRIS POV.I watched him walk up to me, now with all seriousness, with no more smiles on those sensual lips. Does anyone wonder why nobody suspected him? with looks like that? Combined with the fact that he had always been there for Tristan when he asked?But all of our requests had fallen into his game, and he had stood by, patiently waiting for them to fall into place.Now he had everything at his beck and call. And we had nothing to do but wait and see where it would hit us next."You look even more beautiful, Iris," he said, touching my face softly and looking into my eyes. "Even with those pupils, you could make a man's pants drop."I glanced at Gael. "Well, some want yours dropping, sooooo."He laughed. He thought I was being funny.His fingers were under my chin, raising it so I could face him. "Is it Iris or Akasha?"I wasn't shocked, but... "How did you know? Are more of your pawns getting back to you?" He shrugged: "Well, I can't lie; I didn't do it all myself. I had men of v
IRIS POV Waking felt like stages; at first, I wasn't sure if my eyes were open or closed since it was all dark, the darkness so thick and murky that I felt I could reach forth and grab a handful of it. Then next, my head felt heavy and round and couldn't stay still, for my neck suddenly couldn't hold it any longer. Then letting thoughts fill my head; whatever content they held, I just thought about it. Trying to place my hand on if I was awake or not. Then I began to hear sounds like a lighter, and when the first ray of warm firelight hit, I knew I was awake. Then the memories of my last encounter flowed into my head, and the betrayal stabbed me again. "Good evening, princess." I turned to see him; at the end of the room, he was playing with a lighter, striking it and tapping it so the fire went out. His face, that gentle shyness, wasn't there anymore; in its place was a wicked glare at the firelight, a dark countenance of what would soon happen. And instead of fear, I felt a
IRIS POV Two days passed, and still, there was no contact between Tristan and me, but it was easy to see him, for he was always in training, most times with his upper body bare, sweat dripping from his chin, and eyes on alert. Sometimes I held Andrea so she could watch him train, and he'll always stop for a second to wave at her. Every time that happens, his opponents win. He didn't care because that always happened. Like now, he was punching against a bag, muscles sweaty and glistening, when he looked up, seeing Andrea and me, he waved at her, and she waved back. I turned my back to him, returning to the Royal House to maybe find my aunt Mikaela. I had decided to tell her what I was about to do, and hopefully, she would keep it. My mother would cause an uproar if she heard of it. Then Tristan. Well, Tristan was going to be Tristan, and he was going to be the last person I'd ever tell. I had begun packing my precious possessions into a box for Andrea to inherit when she grew
TRISTAN'S POV Watching her disappear through the door, I turned to see the captain also watching her, and I walked closer to him with my hands in my pockets. "What's in it for you, huh? Why are you following her around, always ready to run her errands, even at night?" I raised a brow at him now that I was calmer. "I am just doing my job, sir," he replied, massaging his chin with his hands and trying not to sneer pointedly at me. "I don't know if I can believe you're doing all that without a hidden motive." Goddamn it, I didn't trust this guy one bit. Under all of this gentleness, there was something he wasn't showing: "What's the deal here? "There's no deal, Alpha Tristan." "How about a hidden motive?" He smiled this time and said, "Don't we all have hidden motives?" I looked into his dark red pupils and nodded as if agreeing with him, "I'll be watching you." I smiled back, then leaning close, I tapped him on the shoulder and whispered, "That's my woman. Find yourself yours."