~Matteo~I felt the muscles in my jaw tighten at her blatant disrespect, but it was more than that; as much as I tried to push down the possessive wolf in me, the fact she was flaunting herself to get my attention rubbed me the wrong way. I may not want her, but that doesn't mean I want anyone else to have her! Or even look at her! As fucked up as I knew that was! But what was grinding on me was the nerve of the men around this table, who were employed because of me! Who had risen in this world because of me and what I offered them! And I do not recall offering Emmy to them. Yet I watched Ricky's hand slide up her thigh towards a pussy that I owned and couldn't have stopped Blaze from reacting even if I wanted to. Seconds it took me to round the table and grab his head, pulling it back by the roots of his hair. I held it there and watched as his eyes frantically darted towards me- Pleading for mercy. Grabbing the mug from his free hand, I smashed it on the arm of the chair carelessl
~Emmy~My skin felt like I had a million little insects crawling over it as I sat at the table where he had left me. Those he had called to his meeting were cleaning up the dead body that lay on the ground by my seat. I wanted nothing more than to pull my legs up and hug them to my shaking body. But that would be a weakness, something I knew these men would exploit. I just had to sit here in silence for a few more minutes while Matteo got ready and left, and then I would be heading out the door, too... back to my family! Somehow!I eyed the male at my feet as he rolled the still-warm body up in a plastic sheet someone had brought up from their car. There was no gentleness in his actions despite the respect he kept claiming to have for the dead male."I liked Ricky! I will miss him!" The male I knew to be called Ryan grunted for the third time, eyeing me angrily. "Shame he died over a piece of ass!" He added with a scowl that made me nervous; despite that, I felt the need to say somet
~ Emmy ~ Throwing the PJs on the bed, I stomped over to what I suspected was a bathroom door. I needed to get washed up if I Was leaving this maze of white wash walls and blood-stained carpets! My body screamed for a shower, but seeing the large jet jacuzzi bathtub, I groaned needily. The events of the last few days and being hog-tied for hours in the back of a car had left my body achy and in demand of some bubbles. Turning the taps on, I searched the bathroom for shampoo, conditioner, or anything I could use but frowned when I saw empty shelves and cupboards, not even a towel to dry with. For the guest bedroom, this room was seriously lacking. Turning the taps off, I headed back to the main door, pulling on the handles, half expecting to find them locked. I grinned, seeing them open, the smile falling from my face, seeing the miserable face of the security guy from earlier standing at the door like a creeper. "You know it's weird as fuck that you are just standing there.. what i
~Matteo~ Walking back into my penthouse, bag in hand, I paused, finding it deathly silent. My guard was nowhere in sight; no signs of anyone having entered the foyer, living room or kitchen since I had left, and no sounds coming from anywhere. Panic licked up my spine; for as much as I didn't want to admit I cared for my little mate, I didn't want her to leave either. "Because you like her?" Blaze taunted me. "Because she cost me a fucking fortune!" I snapped back, but the truth was, he was right, and the proof of that was in the bag I carried as I pushed open the door to her room; I sighed, finding that empty, too. Closing my eyes, I allowed Blaze to focus in on her. I smirked when he howled needily to let me know she was nearby. Striding out of her room, I walked down the corridor, suspecting she had picked one of the other guest rooms to stay in just to be a stubborn mare, but my eyes tightened on the guard I had installed to watch her as he stood outside my bedroom. "What a
~Matteo~ Pushing off the door frame as she lifted back out of the water dramatically, reminding me of a mermaid... if you got pouty mermaid's, I walked through the bathroom to where a plush velvet chair sat in the corner of the room. Crossing one leg over the other, I watched her twist in the bath, clearly hoping I wouldn't get a glimpse of her. "You know I am not blind, I have seen your body, right?" I chuckled. The way she snapped her head around to stare at me pulled my smirk wider across my face."Doesn't mean you get a free pass to look at me whenever you want!" She barked, pushing her hair off her face."True, but I think you will find the fifty million I paid for you does." I grinned slyly, watching her eyes roll into the back of her, all drama and chaos.. fuck she was lovely!"I guess that is the asking price for a sex slave these days!" She grumbled, running her hands through the bubbles. "Have I mentioned sex?" I asked, getting slightly irritated by her attitude; she had
~Emmy~Something had got a hold of me, and I don't know myself right now! This behaviour is not me! What is worse is that I am enjoying the recklessness of my behaviour. I have never been allowed to be alone with a boy, let alone bathe with one, even if he is dressed! Gosh, Ma would have heart failure if she knew, and I would not be able to sit for a week if she ever found out I had gotten naked in front of one of his friends! "Lucky for you, she is not here!" The sarcastic voice in my head announced, making me smile inwardly."Well, yes, that would be awkward!" I laughed in reply. "More awkward than Matteo's erection poking into your ass?" She asked with a deep chuckle."YES!" I grinned; she was such a frequent visitor at the moment that I considered giving her a name but dismissed it, not wanting to give in to the crazy inside my head. Although I was already changing drastically, I knew that being a little reckless was fixable.. giving in to the crazy inside my head. I had a feeli
~Matteo~Those two little words had me grinning triumphantly because as much as she claimed to detest being my 'guest', the truth was I could smell how aroused she was at my touch! I could hear her heart racing at my closeness and feel how her body responded to me. She may think herself my slave.. but the truth was we both were.. to the bond I felt forming for her! I hated weakness, and she was a weakness, but one I was willing to risk my sanity for, but only for tonight. "Are you sure?" I asked, my free hand winding into her wet hair to pull her neck to the side so I could have better access to her beautiful neck and the area where a mate's mark should lay. Suckling on it, I felt my cock harden painfully at the delicious moans that left her rosy lips. "Fuck!" I whispered, knowing I was going to cave to my wolf's primal instincts if she kept on stalling and mate and fuck her before she even knew what the hell she was. I just hoped a little taste of her would satisfy my cravings for
~Emmy~"Because I am your sex slave! Yes, I remember!" I gigged, still high from the explosion in my core."I can think of worse things than being tied to his bed as a sex slave!" The lude voice in my head teased, and I agreed with her for once. "Are you sure?" Matteo asked, his lips trailing up my neck back to my ear as I hummed with delight. Clenching around his fingers that were still buried inside me, I turned to look over my shoulder at him. His vibrant green eyes stole the air from my lungs momentarily. "I believe I have already said I don't ask twice." I grinned slyly. I don't know where I expected my boldness to get me, but something about the dark glint in his eyes and how his cheek twitched told me I had bitten off more than I could chew. "I believe you did!" He replied as he stood in the tub, his clothes saturated and sticking to his defined torso. I knew he would be ripped under his fancy suits; a man as particular about how he presents himself to the world wouldn't jus
~ Emmy ~I awoke with a start, my heart pounding in my chest, my body drenched in sweat. The darkness around me felt oppressive, the dream lingering like a heavy fog in my mind. I could still see my mother’s haunted eyes, and hear her desperate pleas. But what had she whispered? What was it that I wasn’t supposed to know?Rae stirred within me, sensing my turmoil. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice echoing softly in my mind.“I saw her, Rae,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I saw my mother. She was running from something, a creature... and she handed me over to the Ma who raised me. She said I must never know what I am, that I am in danger. But she whispered something I couldn’t hear.” Rae was silent for a moment, processing my words. “Dreams can be powerful, Emmy. They can show us things from our past, our deepest fears, or even glimpses of the future. Whatever it is your mother whispered, it’s important. When we are out of this cave we will work it out, I promise.” I took a deep
~ Emmy ~My feet moved quickly, hoping to find shelter from the prying eyes I felt boring into my back. Eventually, I came to a grand staircase that spiralled down into what looked like a vast hall below. Taking a deep breath, I started down the stairs, avidly aware of the fact I was naked, filthy and smelt like arse. My mind raced with thoughts of what might await me. I had to stay focused and strong. "Emmy, you’ve got this," I told myself. This place, no matter how enchanting, would not break me.As I reached the bottom of the staircase, I found myself in a grand hall that was even more extravagant than the room I had started in. Massive chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their crystals sparkling in the candlelight. Marble floors gleamed beneath my feet, and towering columns lined the room, their surfaces carved with intricate patterns that seemed to tell a story of their own."Someone hasn't heard of the saying less is more." I marvelled aloud as I looked around the rather over-th
~ Emmy ~ Rae had exhausted herself running through the demonic realm and had finally given me control while she slept. We were hidden away in a dark cave, the air thick and heavy with the scent of sulphur and despair. She had commanded me to stay put, to rest, but sitting still had never been my strong suit. "It's just a while longer." I sighed as I looked around the cave. It was pitch black, and the silence was suffocating, I could hear the distant echoes of tortured souls, the cries of the damned: not exactly helping me relax. My heart ached with the weight of hopelessness, and I started to feel despair creeping into my soul."Ahhh, this is killing me." I moaned loudly. Unable to sit still any longer, I began to pace the cave. Every step felt like a rebellion against the darkness that threatened to swallow me whole. My eyes slowly adjusted to the inky blackness, but there was little to see beyond the jagged walls and the occasional scatter of bones. My mind raced with thoughts of
~ Matteo ~ "So, what's your plan?" I requested Evelyn, as I rejoined the group. Wyatt by my side a silent pact had been made between us, and it would stay silent until we had Emmy and Lula back. As if understanding the situation Levi and Hank nodded to Everlyn and the book she had pulled out of her bag."We need to infiltrate the wedding," Evelyn declared, her tone resolute. "We can use the gathering to our advantage. With so many supernatural beings in one place, it'll be chaotic. It'll give us a chance to find Emmy and Lula, and possibly stop Wyatt's father before he completes whatever ritual he's planning." I nodded slowly, the wheels in my mind turning. It was risky, but Evelyn was right. This could be our best chance to strike. "Alright," I said. "What do you need from us?""We need to sneak into the wedding," Evelyn began to outline her plan with a determined expression, her green eyes flickering with urgency. "With Wyatt's father demanding everyone come to hell to show loyalt
~Matteo ~I stood in the clubhouse, irritation boiling just beneath the surface. The door had been left unlocked—a careless mistake that could cost lives, especially since we had just been attacked. I was about to rip Levi a new one, despite Hank trying to defend his brother's idiocy, when I noticed Levi talking with a woman. I paused, listening to their conversation. "She is his mate, the witch?" I mouthed to Hank who nodded, a slight glimmer of jealousy shining in his eyes. Which I guessed was down to the fact that she was striking. Her rich, deep auburn hair fell in loose waves down to her shoulders, catching the dim light and adding a warmth to the otherwise grim room. Her piercing green eyes, sharp and intelligent, missed nothing as they darted around, assessing every detail. Except apparently the group of wolves behind her! Regardless they held a depth that spoke of experience and resilience, something that drew my attention.Her skin was fair, almost glowing, hinting at time s
~ Wyatt ~Levi and I travelled back to the club using my powers of teleportation. As we landed, I couldn’t help but smirk when he doubled over, retching onto the floor. It was a sight I had grown accustomed to, one that never failed to amuse me.“Magic doesn’t suit everyone,” I teased, clapping him on the back as he wiped his mouth. “You’d think dating a witch would toughen you up a bit, but here you are, still can’t stomach a simple teleportation spell.”Levi shot me a glare, but his usual retort was missing. He was too tense, too on edge to indulge in the back-and-forth banter battle that seemed to be 'our thing'. I understood why. The club was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to its usual hustle and bustle. Everyone had dispersed, off to complete their tasks, leaving the place feeling empty and hollow.I took a seat at the bar, leaning back as I watched Levi pace back and forth. "What's up squirrel?" I asked as he rounded to look at me."Squirrel?" He repeated his nose screwed up wi
~ Emmy ~ From out of the shadows, the winged beast emerged, its massive black wings unfurling and casting an ominous shadow over the already bleak landscape. Fear gripped me and Rae, our shared anxiety intensifying as the creature drew closer. This time, we could see it more clearly, and the sight was enough to make my blood run cold.The beast was monstrous, its eyes glowing with a malevolent fire. Its teeth were jagged and pointed, each one coated in the blood of its victims, gleaming sickeningly in the dim red light that permeated the realm. The talons on its feet were sharp and shining, looking like they could easily pierce through Rae’s fur and flesh.Rae’s instincts screamed at her to run, but she stood her ground, her body tense and ready to react. I could feel her muscles coiled like springs, prepared to leap or dodge at the slightest hint of an attack.“We have to stay calm,” I whispered to her, trying to steady my own racing heart. “We can’t outrun it, but maybe we can outs
~ Matteo ~ "And who do you think you are?" Mr White sneered, his smirk faltering, replaced by a flash of anger and fear. He leaned forward, trying to regain his composure. In the balcony door reflection, I watched as Samuel leaned in, matching his intensity. "The end of the line for you, I am afraid." He chortled, uncaring for his feelings. "Unless you can give me the information I need," I announced as I turned from the balcony, happy that my pack were doing their jobs. "I am afraid I am going to have to let Samuel here tear you apart..." "He will have to get in line.." Hank growled from the other side of me, a smile splitting my lips. "You all will," Blaze announced through the pack link. "So shall we.." I motioned for Mr White to give me what I needed. As I spoke, I felt Blaze, my wolf, stir within me, a growl rumbling in the depths of my mind. He was as repulsed by this place as I was, and his presence gave me the strength to confront the monster before us. This auction hous
~ Matteo ~Sighing I fought to keep Blaze's temper in check, which was a struggle given that I felt my body humming with his rage. Though I had once participated in these auctions, buying women from him, knowing that he was the cause of Emmy's painful journey into my world, gnawed at me."Matteo!" Mr. White exclaimed, his voice as oily as his appearance. He tried to mask his nervousness with a wide, insincere grin. "Welcome, welcome! And your friends, of course. How is Emmy doing? Serving you well, I hope?" I clenched my jaw, ready to respond, but Samuel stepped forward, cutting me off. "What are tonight's auctions?" he asked, his voice sharp and to the point. Mr. White blinked, taken aback for a moment before regaining his composure. "Ah, yes, the auctions," he conveyed, rubbing his hands together. "Tonight, we have three very special women up for bid." He gestured grandly, as if presenting fine art. "First, we have a young woman from the northern territories. Blonde, blue-eyed, v