Dahlia.I spent the day with Tatum, feeling like I’ve known more about him than I could in a lifetime. He told me all these fun stories, he’s even good at jokes, too. Even better trying to make a straw still standing on his tongue leaning his head back. He’s quite the joker, and I’ve never seen this side of him before. The first time we met, I was too distracted to actually see him for him. He’s my mate, and I know it’s the right thing to do; giving him a chance. After all, my biggest long-time crushes are unavailable now, leaving me all alone and trapped with this buzzing feeling, a part of me that craves them with every square inch of my body. I wanted them, but they were not meant for me. I tried wrapping my head around that fact by meeting up with Tatum when he rang me in the morning. He’s quite adamant in taking me out on a date, and he said it so sweetly and charmingly I couldn’t say no.Afterwards, he even walked me home and shared some funny stories with me on the way. I feel
Dahlia.It was just like that movie I saw the other night, where the woman plays coy and continuously provokes the man until he is no longer able to take it, and decides to take the prize for himself. Compelling her to give in, making her crave for more than just a tease here and there. I was that girl. Right here, right now, I want every inch of his body even if it means committing a sin. The world is sinful in its own damned, selfish ways. What is one, harmless sin, more?I lock my thighs around him, wrapping him as if I was afraid he’d escape and run off to some mating ceremony, getting mated to a girl that is not me. I won’t allow it.He’s mine. I growled as I met each of his thrusts. As he pounded into my flesh, I rocked my hips against him, just as desperate, just as passionate as the lust swimming in his beautiful eyes.I have never seen eyes like his, or Valerian’s. Not even Tatum’s is as unique, and I find myself drawn to them every damn time. It is why I can’t resist him.
Valerian’s POV:I blinked my eyes. The sunlight pressing softly on my face had me pulling my brows in confusion and irritation.“Too bright,” I murmured under my breath, groaning as I turned over and buried my face in the pillow.Who the fuck pulled the curtains so early in the morning? I groan, annoyed that someone came into my room and messed up my fucking morning.“Good morning,” A soft, tiny voice whispered into my ear, making me jolt awake and look into her direction. My eyes widened at the side of a goddess. Her blonde, curly hair cascaded down her body in beach waves. Her freckles were more visible in this light, and her eyes twinkled beautifully as they reflected the sun’s blinding light. Cherry on top, she’s naked. So fucking naked as my eyes roamed down and further, right where I remember tasting her last night.Wait. I vaguely remember going to this room, and…Oh, yeah. It was Hades who asked me to trade places with him and even get someone to make me look like him as cover
Dahlia’s POV:Sauntering down the staircase, I spot my brother Atlas making coffee when he looks up and smiles at me.“Good morning,”I make my way over to the kitchen, glancing around looking for trouble.“Where’s your lovely luna?” I asked mockingly. Actually, I regretted calling her that because now I wanted to puke.Atlas took a sip of his coffee before answering.“How should I know?”I arched a brow.“She goes out in the middle of the night to who-knows-where, she never tells me anything,” he shrugged, sipping from his coffee as he sat on one of the stools at the island. I examine his appearance. His hair is disheveled, looking like someone had run their hands roughly through it and there were visible scratch marks on his neck. Those cannot be mistaken for an accident. If anything, he’d been in a sexcident all night long.“Really?” I scoff, my eyes looking pointedly at the visible scratch mark on his neck. He noticed and laughed, then goes to say something when his gaze went over
Chapter 58Danielle’s POV:“You’re late,” he snarled. I quirked my brows, puzzled by his sudden change in attitude. Still, I felt an urge to apologize because of how angry he looks. “I’m sorry,” I slump my shoulders. I hear him sigh as he walks over to me. He takes my hand in his, making me look up. “It’s fine,” he grumbled, but his the expression on his face told me he was really unhappy. I peeked at his face but he suddenly turned away. Strange. Every time I see him, a smile is always plastered on his face. I wonder if there’s something that got him so riled up today. Nonetheless, I let him drag me to some café. He went ahead and ordered two strong-ass coffee drinks without asking me. I shrugged, thinking he’s probably in too much of a bad mood to ask. I let my gaze linger to the glass beside the counter, and my mouth watered at the sight. They displayed cheesecake tarts and other varieties of pastries such as croissants, which is ultimately my favorite. I know Tatum wa
Dahlia’s POV:I held my breath when he leaned in and sniffed me. Please don’t recognize his scent, I pray over and over in my head as my heart thumped.But to my surprise, he pulled away as if it was nothing. He revved the engine before punching on the gas.I secretly let out a sigh of relief. Thank goddess he didn’t pick up his scent. I have no idea why I was so scared of him finding out, when I should be upfront and just tell him already. My wolf howled in my head, preparing for what was to come. I told her my plans. I was going to reject him. I was going to reject my mate.I couldn’t find the perfect time to do it because he was sort of in a beast mode since this morning, making me wonder what has gotten into him that got him so riled up.Looking over at him driving, his eyes straight and focused on the road, I felt the urge to ask. Then I looked away, deciding against it. However, each second that passed my conscious was surely eating me up.There’s clearly something going on wi
O N E . Dahlia. “Is this what you want?” I hear him growl before a large hand came down my ass cheek, causing me to gasp. My eyes went wide. He spanked me. He literally just spanked me. A low chuckle sounded in front of me. I look up and mutter a curse under my breath. He smirked. “You naughty little virgin,” he said, coming forward to capture my nipples in his mouth. He began to suck. “You’re fucking wet…” The man behind me growled into my ear while playing with my pussy. I sigh the moment he slipped a finger inside my soaking wet cunt, while the other sucked and licked my nipples. “We will punish you for what you did, Dahlia.” Suddenly, the strokes went faster and deeper, and I let out a whimper. His words played in my head. What did I do? I have no idea. But what I do know is that I want to be punished by them. “Yes, please.” I nod, wiggling my ass up against his hardness. He huffs and leans back, perhaps to unbuckle his belt. A shiver of exciteme
T W O . Dahlia. “Oh, leave her be. She must have been up all night using her phone.” I hear Mom sigh. Gee, thanks for the save Mom. And what does that have to do with my face being red? I swear, elders nowadays think cell phones are the culprit for everything. The question is, do I have a better excuse? Unfortunately, no. No, I don’t. “Yup, that’s it.” I nod and stretch my arms out with a yawn, to make it more believable. I closed my eyes, thankful I got to block out the two from my view. When I opened them, I didn’t expect what happened next. They all gave me weird looks. My brows furrowed, confused as to what they were looking at. My eyes moved to where Hades and Valerian stood, and their faces were the same. Their mouths slightly parted, and their gazes fell on… My jaw dropped and a gasp tore through me in an instant. “What the f—” “Dahlia!” Mom’s sharp voice cut me off before I could finish. I roll my eyes. I swear to the goddess, the woman could hear
Dahlia’s POV:I held my breath when he leaned in and sniffed me. Please don’t recognize his scent, I pray over and over in my head as my heart thumped.But to my surprise, he pulled away as if it was nothing. He revved the engine before punching on the gas.I secretly let out a sigh of relief. Thank goddess he didn’t pick up his scent. I have no idea why I was so scared of him finding out, when I should be upfront and just tell him already. My wolf howled in my head, preparing for what was to come. I told her my plans. I was going to reject him. I was going to reject my mate.I couldn’t find the perfect time to do it because he was sort of in a beast mode since this morning, making me wonder what has gotten into him that got him so riled up.Looking over at him driving, his eyes straight and focused on the road, I felt the urge to ask. Then I looked away, deciding against it. However, each second that passed my conscious was surely eating me up.There’s clearly something going on wi
Chapter 58Danielle’s POV:“You’re late,” he snarled. I quirked my brows, puzzled by his sudden change in attitude. Still, I felt an urge to apologize because of how angry he looks. “I’m sorry,” I slump my shoulders. I hear him sigh as he walks over to me. He takes my hand in his, making me look up. “It’s fine,” he grumbled, but his the expression on his face told me he was really unhappy. I peeked at his face but he suddenly turned away. Strange. Every time I see him, a smile is always plastered on his face. I wonder if there’s something that got him so riled up today. Nonetheless, I let him drag me to some café. He went ahead and ordered two strong-ass coffee drinks without asking me. I shrugged, thinking he’s probably in too much of a bad mood to ask. I let my gaze linger to the glass beside the counter, and my mouth watered at the sight. They displayed cheesecake tarts and other varieties of pastries such as croissants, which is ultimately my favorite. I know Tatum wa
Dahlia’s POV:Sauntering down the staircase, I spot my brother Atlas making coffee when he looks up and smiles at me.“Good morning,”I make my way over to the kitchen, glancing around looking for trouble.“Where’s your lovely luna?” I asked mockingly. Actually, I regretted calling her that because now I wanted to puke.Atlas took a sip of his coffee before answering.“How should I know?”I arched a brow.“She goes out in the middle of the night to who-knows-where, she never tells me anything,” he shrugged, sipping from his coffee as he sat on one of the stools at the island. I examine his appearance. His hair is disheveled, looking like someone had run their hands roughly through it and there were visible scratch marks on his neck. Those cannot be mistaken for an accident. If anything, he’d been in a sexcident all night long.“Really?” I scoff, my eyes looking pointedly at the visible scratch mark on his neck. He noticed and laughed, then goes to say something when his gaze went over
Valerian’s POV:I blinked my eyes. The sunlight pressing softly on my face had me pulling my brows in confusion and irritation.“Too bright,” I murmured under my breath, groaning as I turned over and buried my face in the pillow.Who the fuck pulled the curtains so early in the morning? I groan, annoyed that someone came into my room and messed up my fucking morning.“Good morning,” A soft, tiny voice whispered into my ear, making me jolt awake and look into her direction. My eyes widened at the side of a goddess. Her blonde, curly hair cascaded down her body in beach waves. Her freckles were more visible in this light, and her eyes twinkled beautifully as they reflected the sun’s blinding light. Cherry on top, she’s naked. So fucking naked as my eyes roamed down and further, right where I remember tasting her last night.Wait. I vaguely remember going to this room, and…Oh, yeah. It was Hades who asked me to trade places with him and even get someone to make me look like him as cover
Dahlia.It was just like that movie I saw the other night, where the woman plays coy and continuously provokes the man until he is no longer able to take it, and decides to take the prize for himself. Compelling her to give in, making her crave for more than just a tease here and there. I was that girl. Right here, right now, I want every inch of his body even if it means committing a sin. The world is sinful in its own damned, selfish ways. What is one, harmless sin, more?I lock my thighs around him, wrapping him as if I was afraid he’d escape and run off to some mating ceremony, getting mated to a girl that is not me. I won’t allow it.He’s mine. I growled as I met each of his thrusts. As he pounded into my flesh, I rocked my hips against him, just as desperate, just as passionate as the lust swimming in his beautiful eyes.I have never seen eyes like his, or Valerian’s. Not even Tatum’s is as unique, and I find myself drawn to them every damn time. It is why I can’t resist him.
Dahlia.I spent the day with Tatum, feeling like I’ve known more about him than I could in a lifetime. He told me all these fun stories, he’s even good at jokes, too. Even better trying to make a straw still standing on his tongue leaning his head back. He’s quite the joker, and I’ve never seen this side of him before. The first time we met, I was too distracted to actually see him for him. He’s my mate, and I know it’s the right thing to do; giving him a chance. After all, my biggest long-time crushes are unavailable now, leaving me all alone and trapped with this buzzing feeling, a part of me that craves them with every square inch of my body. I wanted them, but they were not meant for me. I tried wrapping my head around that fact by meeting up with Tatum when he rang me in the morning. He’s quite adamant in taking me out on a date, and he said it so sweetly and charmingly I couldn’t say no.Afterwards, he even walked me home and shared some funny stories with me on the way. I feel
Chapter 53Hades. I looked everywhere in this big-ass mansion, roaming around upending every nook and cranny of this place when I have to. Much to my dismay, I found nothing.Fuck. I ball my hands, feeling them shake uncontrollably by my sides. I couldn’t shake off the anger that’s bubbling inside me now and I want some sort of release. Leaning against the stone wall in this big-ass mansion, I swivel in my heel before landing a powerful, rage-filled punch on the wall. It cracked a little, but I didn’t give two shits if it cause the whole wall before me to collapse. Hell, I’d love to see the whole kingdom crumble if it meant finding her here. If it wasn’t for the Alpha King threatening to cut his funding and withdraw all his vital investments from our pack, I wouldn’t be having this fucking problem. And there’s the matter with my father, who indebted everything to him in the first place, making us a dependent pack. Let’s not forget his adamance in my marrying any she-wolf and providi
Valerian’s POV“Cover for me.” My brows raised.“Come on, man. It’ll just be until I find Dahlia.” I growl at him in frustration. When Dahlia walked away, he dragged me in this room and asked something of me that I promised myself never to do.“No fucking way.” I would rather make myself look like the old man in the wheelchair, sitting idly with a cigar in his fucking mouth.“No one will notice! Besides, you and I both know we look really alike if we try to look like the other.” I sighed. He’s right. We call ourselves brothers, rarely twins. But there’s no escaping that our features are fucking identical.“Fine, fine. Only until you find her.” I growled, watching as the smirk returned to his lips.“Very good, then. I’ll call her in.” Like he said, a woman with pencil straight hair and formal clothes marched in. I look at Hades in annoyance. He knew I fucking didn’t like it when a woman other than the little flower touched me.She must have noticed my displeasure as she laid her bag
Chapter 51 Tatum’s POV TATUM – 17 years old It’s cold. My teeth chatter as they threaten to break and I don’t think they won’t. I’m not privileged to a goddamn health inspection when I need it the most. My teeth hurts and my gums are bleeding from taking Declan’s punches when last customer refused to pay me for being ‘soft’. How the f*ck could they blame me when their faces disgust me more than they arouse me? Old men who can’t come out yet refuse to either. They pretend the same sex don’t interest them but behind the scenes, they’re pigs who take advantage of teens to do their dirty work. Some only do it for money like me. Well, I think you could say that. The wind gushes and swooshes directly into me, I shiver violently from the cold. My back stings from the repeated lashes I received from Declan after the last guy practically threw me out of the tent. Usually, I would be rewarded with a bowl of rice if I did well, but some days, well, are just plain shit. And I have to fu