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Crossroads Café 36 : 3 steps
Black laughed softly and removed Bianca's hand from his crotch. The young woman made a sulky pout but said nothing. The Alpha pulled her closer by surrounding her waist with his arms. Then he continued to caress her neck with the bridge of his nose and began to nibble the space between her neck and her shoulder, where he had the firm intention to place his mark. Bianca ran her hands through Black's hair and straightened up to pass her legs on either side of his waist. Suddenly she froze and pushed Black back slightly so she could look him in the eye. The Alpha's displeasure was clearly visible on his face. A growl escaped his throat, showing his wolf's frustration. Bianca gave him a beaming smile and released a small cry of excitement as she grabbed his cheeks. "Oh, la la! You're a wolf!" Black raised a questioning eyebrow at her. "Yes," he simply replied. Bianca fidgeted in excitement and nodded in approval. "So that means you can turn into a wolf!"
Crossroads Café 37 : rain, wind or snow
Black quickly ran his hands through his hair. "Do you think it's possible? "he asked his wolf. _ Not a clue... it's a little humiliating, but if that's what Mate wants, we can try," replied Mister Wolf, alternating his gaze to Black and then to the ground. Bianca cocked her head to the side, detecting the uneasy expression on Alpha's face. "Is there a problem?" Black's shoulders slumped, and he passed a hand over his eyes. "No. I've never done it before, and in Wolf's memory, I don't remember anyone ever having fun doing it, Love." "Oh..." replied Bianca simply, a hint of disappointment in her voice. _WE'RE GOING TO DO IT BUT NOT A WORD TO ANYONE ELSE!" yelled Mr. Wolf, too afraid to disappoint their Mate any further. Black quickly grabbed his soulmate's hands and looked down at his lap. "I'd just ask you to keep it to yourself, Love." Bianca blinked quickly and frowned slightly. "Why? Is there something wrong with that?"
Crossroads Café 38 : Mine. Yours.
Alpha Black couldn't help but smile. He could hear in his mind the joyful barking of Mr. Wolf. _ Mate gave orders to the Beta. Mate spoke like a Luna. Mate is perfect for us! His train of thought was interrupted when Bianca leaned over to Black and embraced him, simply placing chaste kisses on his lips. She grabbed his hands to place them on her waist as she wrapped her arms around the Alpha's neck. What started as a timid exchange turned into a passionate kiss between this barely formed couple. Bianca had closed her eyes, savoring on her tongue the caresses of this man who said he was made for her. Black had reinforced his grip on her hips and guided her with a controlled slowness, up and down, on his member for too long, painfully raised. The Moon goddess had finally answered his prayers. She had offered him a soul mate able, just by her simple presence, to fill the years of darkness and profound loneliness. He wanted everything from her. To f
Crossroads Café 39 : my Mate, my Luna, my wife
Bianca gently opened her eyes. Then she frowned as she felt an arm around her waist. She looked down at the male forearm that held her tightly, and panic began to rise in her throat. "Merde (*Shit)," she muttered as she remembered the events of last night. Bianca lifted the blanket that kept her warm between two fingers and bit her lower lip. She tried to sit on one elbow and turned her head toward the man she had spent the night with. Feeling her stir, Black pulled her towards him again and pressed her firmly against his body. He unconsciously began to growl as he felt her pull away from him. Then the sounds of his wolf stopped as soon as he took a deep breath into his Mate's neck. Bianca had placed her forearms in front of her as the only barrier between her chest and Black's. Her brain was working at a hundred miles an hour. She received in her mind the snippets of memories of last night, and she began to wriggle to free herself from Black's grip.
Crossroads Café 40 : The day after
Bianca walked to the bedroom and picked up the Alpha's black shirt, which had been carelessly thrown on the floor the night before. She removed the towel wrapped around herself and put the shirt on. Then she took off the towel she was wearing on her head to let her hair dry in the open air. Black had watched her silently in the doorway that separated the bathroom from the bedroom. Seeing his Mate wearing his shirt and moving, right there, under his gaze, brought him a fullness he had never felt in the past. Bianca opened the bedroom door but was stopped by the Alpha. He placed his hands on his soul mate's hips and deeply breathed into her neck. "Where are you going, Love?" "To get our spare clothes left downstairs, Magnus," she replied with a soft smile. The Alpha, however, suddenly had a closed expression. He pulled her against him and rubbed the bridge of his nose against her neck. "Magnus?" he repeated. "Oui. It is your first name. Isn't it? "asked Bianca while
Crossroads Café 41 : fifth day, tea from the potions master
The two high priestesses entered the small cottage with unusually hesitant steps. Dhara continued to mutter more and more protective spells through her teeth. With each additional step she took, the witch realized that she was nearing the end of the list of magical barriers she knew. On the other hand, Darya had to hang on to her sister's arm. She was immensely grateful to Dhara. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the runes etched on her sister's skin glowing and taking on new places as she cast protective spells around them. The two witches took their seats on one of the two large sofas facing each other on the first floor, while Bianca stood in front of the additional sofa. "Can I get you something to drink?" she asked the two women with whom she had become friends. "Nothing, for now, thank you, B.," replied Dhara. "Anyway, we won't be long, and I don't think we're in a position to linger much longer." Bianca looked surprised and t
Crossroads Café 42 : get out
Bianca had rested the back of her head against the sofa, and she had kept one hand resting on Black's thigh while the other rested on the seat. She mumbled aloud as she stared at the ceiling. "Bonjour. My name is Bianca. But, my friends call me B. No, that's not short for Bianca. It's the first letter from Bitch." Black leaned forward and grabbed the leather pouch with his fingertips. His nostrils twitched as he smelled the pungent odor that emanated from it. _Get that thing out of here," complained Mr. Wolf. The animal was lying on the ground. And he had put a paw on its nose to avoid smelling the scent. Black slowly looked up at the two women sitting before him. The two high priestesses recoiled slightly. Dhara cleared her throat, declaring, "We'll be leaving now." "Ah?" replied Bianca. "Already?" Darya had to quickly put a hand over her lips to hide the trembling. "Yes. Don't forget, one hour of brewing, Bianca." The pla
Crossroads Café 43 : a tea infuser
"You really need to be careful with your words, Love.", Black whispered against Bianca's lips. "Oh? Did I say something wrong?" she asked, surprised. "French pussy," he simply replied. Bianca frowned, not understanding what was wrong with that. She cocked her head to the side and searched for ways in which the term pussy was incorrect. "I... don't understand... isn't pussy the word for a female cat in English?" she muttered, looking from left to right. Mister Wolf rolled onto his back. He could not stop laughing after Bianca's question, and especially her candid look. Their mate looked totally clueless. _ Mate is adorable. Mate can keep saying pussy! Black nodded, and an amused smile played on his lips. "Let's say pussy is a little too crude. It can mean vagina in English... which isn't completely wrong in this case. But, I don't think that's what you mean. And, there are many other terms, Love." Bianca raised her hand to her lips and ne
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Crossroads Café 95 : Epilogue
"Magnus," a voice from another time called softly.Black suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, searching in panic for Bianca.They had returned from the Crossroad Café. And, he had spent the rest of the day making sure that his Luna no longer carried the scent of the other Alphas males who had been in the Café. Once tranquilized and fully satisfied, he fell asleep by keeping the body of Bianca firmly against him."Magnus," the voice called again.He leaped to his feet, growling and threatening the mystical voice that echoed around him. He was surprised when he realized he was in the clearing where his pack gathered on full moon nights. His eyebrows furrowed as he saw the Moon Star so close to the Earth. Time seemed to stand still, and the air was filled with magic.Magnus looked down at his open palms and was surprised to find Wind Tribe patterns on his skin. It was as if an artist had drawn the ancient symbols with silver ink."Magnus," the voice articulated again, this time sou
Crossroads Café 94 : Because she is mine (3)
It was at this moment that the doors of the Crossroad Café opened to let the other Alphas in. The men were impressively large and radiated a strength typical of Alphas. They all bowed slightly to the Mad One and looked disgusted when they saw Augustine. "We demand to see the hybrid, and we demand punishment for the parents who dared to give birth to him," one of them said firmly. Bianca immediately turned her head toward the new group of wolves, her eyes like silver orbs. She raised her finger to them, showing them her wolf's fangs: "Sit down and be quiet, you morons." Magnus smirked. Bianca had just called them "morons," and now he knew the deep contempt she felt for all of them. They all stood up straight. They started walking like disjointed puppets and took their places on a chair around the big table. The Alphas looked at each other in terror, realizing their wolves would not allow them to disobey the order
Crossroads Café 93 : Because she is mine (2)
Bianca gave him a beaming smile and snickered. "What do you think, Ari?" "Who's Elle?" snarled Magnus, displeased to the core that the cub would dare call his Luna so familiarly and worse: they had acquaintances in common that he had no idea about. Off to the side, Augustine straightened up and shot an accusing look at Alo. "Old man, leader of the Wind Tribe, what does this mean?" Old Al raised his hands as a sign of peace, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "That's the primary function of the Crossroad Café, to provide a refuge to rest." Harry jumped on his legs, stumbling and losing his balance as he tried to walk to the stairs. However, when he reached Bianca's level, she grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back, preventing him from moving forward. "Hell no, dumb Ari!" she declared curtly. Everyone present was surprised to see the anger on Bianca's face. She was furious with him and p
Crossroads Café 92 : Because she is mine (1 )
Harry found himself on all fours on the ground, crushed by a monstrous force that forced him to submit. He tried to raise his head, but it was as if an invisible, monstrous hand was pressing against his neck. He barely managed to raise his eyes and met the incandescent gaze of the Mad One. In his mind, he could hear the heartbreaking cries of his wolf. The animal part of him bowed to the ground before a colossal black presence. Bianca started to take a step toward the Red Moon Alpha, but Black lifted her with one arm to rest her against his hip. With each additional step Magnus took, Harry felt more and more crushed to the ground. His breathing became labored, and he felt like his lungs and heart were being squeezed by an invisible force. Alpha Black looked down at him, his usual cold, the impassive expression on his face. However, no one could ignore the dull rage emanating from him. He placed a kiss against the temple of his Lu
Crossroads Café 91 : Alpha Harry
As everyone waited for the bacon to cook, the door to the Café opened to reveal Connor, the Red Moon Beta. He bowed respectfully to Alpha Black but couldn't help but grimace in disgust when he saw the Vampire. Black, as usual, ignored him completely. His attention was focused on the upper floor of the café. He didn't understand what was happening but could feel Bianca's euphoria through their soulmate bond. Maska was trying to communicate with Mitexi. However, the she-wolf and the human had created high barriers around their minds. "Many moons since I've seen you, Alpha Harry," Old Al' greeted warmly, recognizing the imposing redhead who had just entered. The Alpha moved closer to them and watched wordlessly as the men gathered around the little girl. He'd been living in seclusion for many moons, and being around many people today made him and his wolf extremely uncomfortable. He'd surprised Connor this morning by telling him he'd be coming to the meeting
Crossroads Café 90 : grammar and pancakes ?
Bianca watched nervously outside as Magnus drove their car toward the Crossroad Café. _I'm with you, Bianca. You have nothing to worry about," Mitexi tried to reassure her. _Mate isn't feeling well," Maska grumbled to Magnus. The Alpha took his Luna's hand and intertwined their fingers. "Is it the prospect of meeting the other pack leaders that scares you, Love?" he asked his Luna. Bianca nodded and nervously scratched her thumbnail with the ring and middle fingers of the same hand. "You can talk to me, Love. There's no harm in expressing your fears out loud. It is our honor, Maska and I, to be here to listen to you and reassure you," he continued. "I won't say that you have nothing to fear, but know that I will be by your side throughout the meeting. As much as it disgusts me to have to tell you, the leech... I mean, Augustine will be there too." Bianca smiled slightly and leaned to the side so she could hug th
Crossroads Café 89 : The wolves enter the stage (2)
Luna saw the Alpha's eyes turn their incandescent color. Mitexi, now entirely in control of the human body, straightened up and slid to the ground. Maska grabbed her by the hips, "What are you doing, Mate?" The silver-eyed she-wolf gave him a defiant smile and pushed him backward. "Sit down. Don't move," she ordered him. Bianca had squealed with excitement and was covering her eyes as she hopped up and down on her legs. "Oh yeah! Show him who's boss, Mitexi!" Maska took on a puppy dog look, his bottom lip trembling slightly. "Mate didn't like it when I licked her. Mate is not satisfied." Mitexi laughed, nodding her head no. Then she let her hands slide from his shoulders, down his torso, belly, and thighs, to find herself kneeling in front of him. She began to purr as she helped him undo his pants and pulled out the impressive erection right in front of her face. Maska wide
Crossroads Café 88 : The wolves enter the stage (1)
Black began to kiss Bianca's lips gently. He placed small kisses, pressing more insistently at times and pulling his head back as soon as she sought to deepen the kiss he gave her. Bianca wrinkled her nose and tilted her head to the side. "If you're done, I'm going back to Jane. I couldn't finish my conversation with her the other day." Black merely looked at her, his face perfectly inexpressive. Then he lifted Bianca to come and lay her down against the desk. The young woman suggestively raised her eyebrows and swallowed a small cry when the Alpha spread her legs to come and place himself between them. Black began to stroke the young woman's neck with the bridge of his nose. He began to growl, his voice mixed with Maska's: "Why is my Luna wearing pants today? Mate knows she has to wear a dress in the pack house. Mate must easily remain accessible to us." Bianca gave him a beaming smile and shook her hand
Crossroads Café 87 : official requests
"What does this mean, Duncan?" asked Black, throwing a stack of papers in his Beta's face. Duncan had remained perfectly impassive, too used to his Alpha's mood swings. His only regret today was that he hadn't asked his Luna to join them in the office. "Exactly what the papers say, Alpha Black. The packs are asking to see the hybrid Rosy," the Beta replied calmly, bowing his head. Duncan swallowed hard. His Alpha's lethal energy was growing at a phenomenal rate, and he felt his organs being completely crushed. "Why?" the Alpha grunted as he backed up against his leather chair. "Why what, Alpha?" said Duncan. "Why do they want to meet her? What's in it for them? What need do they have to see a girl's face? Are they challenging me, Duncan? Can't you see how many possibilities lie beneath these seemingly candid requests?" The Alpha's eyes flickered red, showing the wolf's surface presence. _We have given an
