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DARK MOON PACK. “Hey! You! What do you think you're doing?” The pack warrior scolded a boy who looked no older than seventeen years old. The teenage boy flinched at his tone, picking up speed as he sparred with a much older warrior, sweat dripped down his body. “Is he always that harsh?” Claire asked Elena who was standing next to me. Callan and Cameron had left early this morning for a meeting. She had woken up in her room and assumed either Cal or Cam had taken her to her room. She told her mates that she wanted to train with the other pack members but they blatantly refused before she could even finish talking. Claiming she was the future Luna and didn't need to train because they wouldn't let her be put in harm's way. If only they knew what she was capable of… A blush crawled up her cheeks as she thought about what they did last night. Her mates had dominated her and she was scared of how much she wanted them. She craved their touch so much. A hand lightly jabbed her elbow.
“What's going on here?” Two familiar deep velvet voices spoke from behind her. As soon as Cherry heard their voices, her crying heightened as she wailed exaggeratingly, she walked over to them and clutched their biceps, tears were falling from her smudged face. Claire expected her mates to remove Cherry's hand from their arm, but she was disappointed when they didn't. “I tried to stop her!” Cherry spoke with a high pitched voice. “I was only trying to get to know her, and - and she clutched my neck and tried to kill me!” She said with a fake sniffle. Cameron and Callan turned their murderous gaze in her direction. “Is this true?” Callan asked with deadly calm. “You tried to strangle her?” Claire flinched at his tone. “I didn't mean to—she insulted me and I got angry and—” “Home. Now.” Cameron interrupted coldly. Claire blinked. “What?” “Did I fucking stutter?” There was an edge in his voice. “But—” Cameron finally exploded. “I said fucking go home right now, Claire!” Tears b
“I have to work with the pack members for a week?” Claire rose a brow. “I can definitely do that. I have literally worked all my life in Alpha Darius' pack.”“Claire.” Callan spoke. She turned to him in confusion. “What?” “That isn't something to be proud of. You didn't deserve to be treated that way in his pack. He's an asshole who has an ego as big as his head. You're only doing this as a punishment, one week is too long but unfortunately there's nothing we can do about it for now.”His last statement earned a laugh from Claire.“Seriously it's no big deal. I learned to get used to it. And because I'm your mate doesn't change anything. I made a mistake and I have to make up for it. ” He frowned but didn't say anything. “So, when am I going to start?” She asked a little too eagerly. The thought of spending more time with Elena and not the four corners of this ridiculously mansion made her giddy. She didn't see how performing pack duties was a punishment, making her wonder if her
The sound of the alarm beeping non stop, woke Claire from her sleep. Who the hell sets an alarm this early in the morning? She groaned, snuggling into her pillows, but she couldn't sleep because the annoying alarm kept up beeping. She rolled over to the night stand and stopped the annoying sound. She opened her eyes a little to peek but immediately widened them as soon as she saw the time. 5:30am!She only had thirty minutes to take a bath, get dressed and go to the pack house. She immediately scrambled out of the bed, her legs tangled with the sheets almost making her fall flat on her face but she immediately caught herself. She ran into the bathroom and took a quick bath. Twenty minutes later, she was finally done dressing up. She doubted her mates would be awake by now. Not wanting to disturb their sleep, she tiptoed down the stairs. She heard her name as soon as she reached down, making her snap her head towards the hallway. There, her mates stood, their body glistening with
THE ENCHANTED SISTERS - CIRCLE OF THE TWILIGHT FLAME (COVEN OF WITCHES) The queen gazed at Claire's beautiful form through the silver framed magical mirror. Her red hair that looked so much like hers, cascaded down her back. Her young days reflected in her eyes and a wave of sadness washed over her. The days when her mate was still alive. The love and passion they shared for a few years before he was killed. Just like her mate's father was killed. Him and her mate were the last hybrid in existence before he was tragically killed. That obviously wasn't enough for them as they also killed his only son, her mate. Claire lost both her father and grandfather. Her heart squeezed as she remembered how a war broke out in their little town, where she eloped with her mate because her mother (the queen's) wasn't in support of their relationship. He was a hybrid and her wicked mother had always despised them. There were dead bodies on the ground after the war ended, she searched and searc
DARK MOON PACK There was a commotion outside the pack house. Everyone quickly went outside to know that the commotion was all about. Pack members ran from the woods yelling at the top of their lungs. But the word they were shouting caught her attention and panic sets in her whole being. "Rogues! Everyone run! We are being attacked by Rogues!” Claire's eyes widened and she felt her legs begin to tremble but she couldn't seem move her feet. She wanted to run like the other pack members did, but it was like there was a force holding her from running for safety. Then she finally realized why she refused to run like the others, her mates were nowhere to be seen. She recalled Callan telling her that they were going to the east border to check on the pack guards. And from the look of things, they weren't back yet. Her heart begin to thump loudly in her chest, she was sure anyone from a mile away could hear the sound of her heart beat. Just then, a hand caught her arm and tried to drag
Callan's wolf canines bit into the rogue's neck, successfully killing him. He snapped his neck for good measure. His wolf was a midnight black, while Cameron's wolf was dark brown just like their hair color. 'Watch out!' He heard Cameron's voice through the mind link, just as a rogue bit his shoulder, but before the rogue's canine could go any further, Callan grabbed the rogue's jaw and snapped it. The rogue's wolf limp body fell to the ground, dead. Their gaze fell to the ground where several dead bodies lay. They were only checking up on the pack guards when the smell of rogues drifted through their nose. They already shifted into their wolves before the rogue's entered into their pack, thinking they would catch the Alphas off guard. But their plan backfired at the last minute. Instead of killing, the rogues were the one being killed. Callan knew who was behind this. He was the only person who the rogues listened to. He was the rogue Alpha. Theon. That abusive bastard. He hit h
WARNING: This chapter contains steamy, erotic scenes. Read at your own risk. Last warning. ❀ “What are you doing?” Cameron asked darkly. Her heart thumped loudly as she thought of what to say. “I, uhm…” She cleared her throat before speaking boldly. “I was just looking at this –” She pointed at the bracelet that felt heavy on her palm. “ –who does it belong to? It's beautiful.” She lied. They narrowed their eyes on her. “Claire,” Callan said her name with so much coldness that she snapped her head towards him. “Tell me, do you know who this bracelet belongs to?” “Of course not!” She said a little too quickly. “I mean, how do you expect me to know who it belongs to? I found it in your office, so I should be asking the both of you. And why would you ask me such a question? Do you not trust me?” She asked suspiciously. The hardness in their features eased off as they shook their heads. “Of course we do.” They walked towards her and grabbed her waist, slapping it against their front
The bottle of whiskey smashed on the wall with the force Damien used. He punched the wall repeatedly until his fists bruised.“What the duck do you mean there’s still no traces of her even after a whole fucking month of searching?! No fucking records of her whereabouts?!” He roared at the investigators.Callan, Cameron and Damien had used their powerful influence to hire the best investigators in the world and still, there was still no traces of their mate.Her entire existence has literally being wiped off with no record of her ever existing. The person who abducted her had actually planned it out so well, and outsmarted them.Cameron turned to one of the investigators who was the best of them, “I didn’t pay you all of that money to bring me bad news, O’Cornell. What do you mean our mate never existed? Are you fucking calling us stupid to pay you all that money for someone who doesn’t exist?”The PI’s were already trembling at the tone of the powerful Alphas, they had also been reluc
Claire stood to her feet. A turbulence of emotions was running through her all at once. Firstly, she was kidnapped. Secondly, she found out her parents weren’t truly her parents. Lastly, she finds out that her mother is a queen of witches and she is the next in line which only means that there’s an 80% possibility of never seeing her mates again.What the hell did she get herself into?She needed air.Now!"Can you please excuse me? I need a minute. Please.""Sure. Take your time. This must be a lot to take in." Her mother nodded, her eyes soft. It felt strange to address her as her mother, but for some reasons it also felt right. But, at what cost? At the cost of never seeing her mates again.As a child, Claire had longed for a parental figure after her “parents” died when she was young and helpless. She suffered in the hands of Alpha Darius who took the fact that she didn’t have anyone to protect her to his advantage. He would bully and torture her every chance he could. If it wasn
"Claire, I know you're hurting, but I'm still your mother. No matter how much you say you hate me, that won't change. You can't choose who your mother is.""No, I refuse to believe you. Lies! You're spitting lies! Get out! Get out!" She screamed, her whole body trembling."I'm not lying to you. You're my child, Claire. My flesh and blood. We will always be connected, whether you like it or not." Claire ignored her."You've always been my greatest accomplishment. Ever since you were born, I loved you with my entire being. Nothing could change the love I had for you.""Then why didn't you raise me? Why did i grow up knowing someone entirely different as my parents? Why weren't you there after they died anf my life became miserable in that pack? Why didn't you come take me when I needed you the most? Why did you abandon in a place where I got mistreated badly? Why?" Claire said, her voice breaking. She didn't even notice the tears streaming down her face."You weren't safe with me. Your
Claire opened her eyes with a gasp, her hands instantly moving to her forehead. Her head was throbbing, her mind foggy and her vision blurry. She struggled to open her eyes, but her head hurt too much. It felt like her skull was cracking and her brain was going to explode. "Ahh..." She cried out, holding her head in agony. "She's awake." Claire slowly began to crack her eyes open, taking in her surroundings. She was definitely not on earth. Did she die? If yes, then she definitely went to heaven. Because, what is this beauty? She was laying on a large queen sized bed in a humongous room filled with emerald and other beautiful ornaments. She blinker, seeing objects floating on air and she concluded that she was definitely going crazy. She had probably died in the car crash. Car crash? What car crash? Her brows furrowed. She can't remember anything. The door to the room suddenly opens and she snapped her neck at it's direction. Everything immediately came down at her as soon a
Claire woke up to an empty house. She tiredly put one leg down and cane down from the bed. It's been two weeks since she had sex with all three of her mates and she could still feel them down there. It was as if they had left a mark, reminding her whose property she is.She didn't think of herself as a property, maybe in bed, but never in reality. She got up from the bed and decided to begin her day. Placing her legs on the floor, she untied her robe, stripping naked as she walked into the bathroom for a much needed shower. She stepped into the large walk-in shower, enjoying the warmth of the water against her skin. The scent of her shampoo and conditioner filled her nose and she inhaled deeply, her wolf rumbling with content.It was the only thing she could do lately, and she didn't mind it one bit.The last two weeks, her wolf had been surprisingly silent, but not because she was angry or upset, no. It was because she was content.Claire didn't think her wolf would ever be truly s
The three of them looked at her with dark eyes, their hands running along her body and their cocks twitching. She was already aching, her pussy throbbing.But she was also exhausted.She was about to tell them she was too tired, but she never got the chance. Cameron flipped her onto her stomach, and she was suddenly pushed up, her ass up in the air, and her face pressed against the sheets.She didn't even have time to react before Cameron was suddenly thrusting his cock inside her, the tip hitting her deep and making her cry out.She moaned as he fucked her, the sound of his skin slapping against hers filling the room. "You have the tightest little pussy, baby. It feels so good. You like this? Me fucking you like this?" He groaned, his hands gripping her ass.He smacked her ass cheek, and she cried out.He spanked her ass again, and again, until her ass was red. He kept going, spanking her until she was trembling, her pussy clenching around him and her juices dripping down her legs.H
And they wasted no time in fulfilling her request.Claire was suddenly pulled off the bed, and pushed onto the ground. Damien and Callan grabbed her wrists, forcing her onto her knees and binding her wrist together with a thick rope. She struggled against her bindings, feeling a little uncomfortable as her arms were folded uncomfortably behind her back.She opened her mouth to ask them to remove her restraints, but Callan suddenly pressed his huge cock against her lips and without giving her any chance to speak, he shoved his cock inside her mouth.She moaned around his shaft, loving the feel of his cock pressing down her throat. His cock was a huge size, stretching her lips and she loved it. She looked up at him as she began bobbing her head, her tongue swirling around his thick length. He was so large that she struggled to take him all, but she continued trying, taking him deeper.Damien watched, his cock growing harder by the minute. He reached a hand down to stroke himself as he w
Claire immediately scrambled put of the bed, stark naked as she ran up to him, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. She stood in front of Damien, reaching out to touch him but he stepped back, looking at her in disgust.She tried not to show the hurt she felt at his rejection as she opened her mouth to speak, “Damien, I–”Damien suddenly let out a dark laughter that sent chills down her spine. “What do you have to explain? You can’t fucking explain anything to me, Claire. I saw everything. With my two ducking eyes you filthy whore.” Claire’s chest tightened and she looked at him in shock. Did he just- did he just call her a whore?Before she could speak up, she felt two dark presence behind her and before she could stop them, Callan and Cameron had Damien pinned on the wall as they glared at him repulsively.Let this be the last fucking time you refer to her as a whore, you prick. The fuck were you expecting? Claire is ours and not even you can stop us from fucking her. And judging
DRENGR KINGDOM (VAMPIRES PACK) Her tears soaked the pillow as she gripped it tightly to her chest. Claire wished she would just wake up and all this would be a dream. She felt overwhelmed. About everything. She didn’t raise her head up as she heard her door slowly creak open and the sound of footsteps walking into her room. She didn’t have to guess who it was. She already knew him by his scent. It was Callan. It was only then she realized how much she missed him. “Claire…” He whispered her name ever so softly. The sound of his voice was enough to make her cry more. She still loved him. She hasn’t stopped loving him even after these months. Was she delusional to think she could ever stop loving the twins? She felt a dip on the bed and felt his hands lightly trailing on her body. She turned her early eyes to face him, still laying on the bed. “I’m so fucking sorry. We both are.” Callan leaned down, pressing his lips to her neck. Claire closed her eyes for a few seconds, savoring