The House of Mortem; North of the RealmCassian's POV"Alphonso!" I called out to my Beta. His ripped flesh was red and sweaty, eyes half closed, drench with passion. He had his dick buried deep into the pussy of a whore brown-skinned whore. He pulled her long black hair with one hand, hammering his dick into her, balls deep. She moaned and wept her pleasure, swinging her ass back to meet his thrusts. Her wetness coated his dick, with some of the rebellious streams rolling down her brown thighs to the base of her knees.Fuck! Regina. Where the hell was she? I hadn't seen her after the fivesome in my chamber. The memories of how my cock stretched her tight pussy lived rent free in my head. The sound of her moan, the innocency in her small beady eyes- they had me straddled between going insane and rushing to the whore house to find her.Alpha Kazamir and I had been suctioned into series of meetings; none of which was had the whereabouts of Olive as subject. His trip to the mountain w
Cassian's POVFuck! Her creamy cunt was deliciously captivating. A snarl crawled up to the base of my tongue, producing a low growl. I inched closer, grabbing my stiff cock with one hand, gliding it over her slick slit.She wriggled under the action, fluttering her knees wildly. With the other hand, I thumbed over her erect clit, and peeped the head of my cock into her vagina. She dug her nails into the thighs of the whore bashing her face with her pussy. The whore bounced her ass over her face, pinching and robbing her brown nipples with her fingers."Stop teasing me, Alpha," she muttered. "Dip your cock into my pussy. I want it, please."Slowly, I lunged the cock into her pussy. Her walls were not as tight as Regina's, but they were wet enough to take my pulsing length. I bent backward, eyeing the wetness of her pussy. More cream coated my cock with each tepid thrust, and my head suddenly became heavy as lead. "Fuck!" I shook my head. "You're so ready for me." I was only halfway
The House of Mortem; North of the RealmCassian's POVThe fair whore climbed down from the table, and went on her knees. "Is this how big all Alphas are?" She glanced up at me, wrapping her hands on the base of my cock. She raised her hand beside my cock, measuring it with her arm. "Fuck! It's exactly the length of my fore arm."She looked sideway at Esmeralda with round eyes, chuckling at her. "Can you fucking believe it?! " She squeaked, "I'm gonna hang myself on him all day."Esmeralda flipped her hair, turning her gaze away from her friend. "He called me first. You tagged along to spoil the fun." She jumped down from the table. " Find someone else, Avina."I smacked my forehead and shook my head. I'd rather drink my own piss, than watch two whores argue over who should get down with an Alpha. This was the least of my concern. Princess Olive was still far away from home, Regina was yards away, getting her pussy stretched, Kazamir had me by the jugular, ready to rip my head off at an
The House of Vagamor; South of the RealmOlive's POVI couldn't stop blaming myself for what happened to Orvyn. It's a miracle he's alive. Usually, during a battle of immortals, decapitation was the best method to certify death. It's a good thing Conrad got to him earlier before Alpha Cassian could finish him off. I paced about the well-furnished room that used to be my prison, which had now been transformed into my quarters. Under Orvyn's command, the drapes had been changed to a golden kashmir material. A bigger and more comfortable bed replaced the old cranky bed that had seen better days. A quilt overlaid the new bed with sunflower patterns woven into it. The paints were changed into a golden brown, which blended with the dark brown rug on the floor. An arm-length white oaken table replaced the old swinging stool. Four chairs were tucked under the table at every wing. I'd wanted just two chairs, since I was the only one in the room- for now. But Orvyn had insisted on decorating t
The House of Vagamor; South of the RealmOrvyn's POVI dipped my head to taste the floral flavours between her parted lips. She was the perfect description of drop-dead gorgeous. Her crimson hair was wound up across her shoulders in waves, casting a dense shadow on the narrow column of her neck.She met my lips halfway, offering herself willingly to me. My wolf lunged on a rampart to take her whole. I could feel it pumping more healing juice all through my body at the contact of Olive's lips on mine. Our tongues lapped madly in a wild dance and I knew she wanted me as I do her. I slipped my left hand over her shoulder and clasped the back of her neck in a firm but tender grip.Jesus! How I missed this female! A desirous moan from her precipitated a guttural groan from me. The days without Olive were the most depressing days of my life. A week without her felt like a prolonged century of suffering.Emilia knew a tad bit about roots and herbs. My gashes on my legs were completely cover
Olive's POVI drew in a long breath, staring at the stone ceiling. Every nerve endings, every cell, every inch of life in me came alive. My wolf paced about restlessly, increasing my heart rate by a pound. I'd waited long for this day to come, and now that it was here, I was uncertain of what to do.A groping turmoil lacerated my calmness. The ecstacy of what to expect from him left me at the edge of the unknown. Whatever he'd do to me, I had no choice than to trust him. He's not Alpha Cassian. He's not my father. He'd rather hurt himself than push me off the ledge without him. "Trust me, Princess," I pulled me closer to the edge of the bed, fanning my wet folds with his warm breath. "I'm going to make it feel like the first time. He hurt you, but I won't."Catching me unaware, I felt a tingling sensation across the inside of my folds. The heavens and the realm passed away. Pleasure dominated fear, and all I could mutter, fisting the blankets with intensity was, "I trust you." "Tha
Orvyn's POVA knock from the door snapped us back to reality. What a bad timing! This was the hour Conrad visited to give me reports about the pack, and I'd carelessly forgotten. My sac was swollen with release, my dick veined to the crown. Shit! "This is not over." I reached for her gown at the foot of the bed and threw it at her. A pang of pain, swatted my thighs at different points. A while ago, the pain was lost in the wind of pleasure. Satisfying my female tamped the pain just fine. "Who's at the door?" She threw herself into the gown, adjusting the shoulders and the sleeves. Guilt and fear scrunched up her oval face, as she flipped her hair backward, running her fingers into through the tangled ends. "Are you expecting someone?""Orvyn?" A deep grumble rang outside the door. "Can i come in? We have something to talk about, and it's urgent."I reached for my briefs and shirt, and in the speed of light, I was dressed, tucked in bed like an innocent criminal. Olive's helped to sm
Kazamir's POVOne glance at the note, and I knew it was forged. That was not Elean's handwriting. It is either his cover had been blown, or perhaps, he'd join hands with Orvyn. I cannot be fooled. A century and a decade alive had taught me better than letting little pointers go unchecked. "This is not from Elean. The indentations of his handwriting has been altered. Something must have happened to him." I said to the scouts that brought me the note.A couple of weeks later, my enforcers met me in my chamber to have a closed door meeting with me. I let Drustian skip this one. He was busy training the men at the bailey. The clanging or metal and the charge of frosty exertions frizzled my nerves to no end. Alpha Cassian would think me a big fool, if he thought I wasn't aware of the shadow he planted on my heels. But I have a plan of my own. My improved hearing caught every step of Alphonso's feet, tiptoeing behind us. As we speak, his ears are plastered against the door, sifting what
Olive's POV"This is an outrage!" Archibald barked as the guards pulled him out of his house, together with his mate and son. "What is this about?" His angry eyes met Orvyn's frown. "I'm an elder of the Table. Why are you treating me like a criminal?!"Orvyn chose to remain silent, observing the situation keenly. Orvyn's turbulent emotions tugged at the mate bond, and I felt the urge to remind him I was here for him. He's angry someone in his pack- an elder at that- could abuse his kindness, choosing rather to betray him for my father.Conrad, Kent, Rufus, Walter, and a number of high ranking soldiers waited outside Archibald's house , while the guards ransacked every corner of his house to find any element of disloyalty that'd prove Alpha Cassian's story about the spy.I'm aware Archibald and Orvyn do not see eye to eye. He's Orvyn's major opposer during every council meeting, finding faults where none existed.Of course, anyone in Orvyn's place would nail the blame on Archibald. The
Cassian's POV"How long do I have to shout it to your fucking ears before you listen to me? Take me to your fucking Alpha, dummy!"I shouted, fuming behind the iron door. I knew the guard outside the door could fucking ear me. The nitwit chose to rather ignore me. There's no fucking time to waste loafing around. By now, preparations against the war should have begun. "Pipe down, man." For the first time since forever, the guard's reply came through the iron door. "My Alpha will come when he has your time. He's busy.""He's busy?!" I scoffed. Alpha Orvyn and Princess Olive are in the dark. They don't know what's coming, and they're not fucking ready to listen to me. "The only thing he should be busy about now is how to defend his House from the coming war!"Damnit! We're all going to die. Groaning, I channeled my frustrations to my fists and hauled it against the stone wall beside the door. The crunching sound of my knuckles against the hard surface reached my ears. A broke a bone or
Olive's POV I landed before the wall with a thud, causing the mud to absorb my boots. Albeit, my eyes remained on my target, unmoving. He and the girl were on their knees between four arm Vagamor soldiers with their hands tied behind their backs. The fucker suffered a split lower lip. Blood trickled out of his left temple, running down his hairy chin.Last time I saw him, he was clean shaven. Not that I cared about his appearance, though.I had a right to examine my kill.Bad blood is bad blood.My gaze shifted briefly to the terrified girl beside him. She'd sustained minimal injuries compared to the dickhead. Her jaws dropped to the ground as her eyes widened in awe and fear, seeing me in full power.Alpha Cassian and the men had the same expression on their faces, although they tried to act tough.I jumped out of the mud stylishly, landing on a more solid ground few meters before them, eyes darkened with rage. I closed my eyes and allowed my powers take total control. I knotted
Olive's POVI was warped into oblivion before the guard ended his message. The room inexplicably became suffocating for me to breath in. My worn nerves came alive with an impossible strength; an unearthly surreal strength I was fast getting used to. See who came knocking right at the door.Fucking Alpha Dickhead Cassian.I saw white and my nostrils burned with rage, setting my entire system on fire as I recalled the hateful things he did to me. The contemptuous leer on his face when he ripped my clothes off me; the deplorable manner at which he parted my legs, cackling to his heart's content, while he pinned me to the bed with his hands on my wrists above my head. They all came rushing into my head in a barrage, fueling me with brute scorching rage.He violated me for hours, despite my agonizing pleas, squeezing the best out of my breasts . I begged him to reconsider until I felt something for him, but he only grew monstrous, turning def ears to all my cries.I thought of calling fa
Orvyn's POV "How is she?" I asked Emilia.She went round the bed in Olive's former room with a bowl of greenish concoctions in her hand. The same mixture she'd been feeding Queen Latifah for the past three days. Her face had totally healed from the pummeling Olive pelted on it, but she still lay unconscious.Olive and Princess Adelaide sat on either side of the bed, holding their mother's hand, physically distressed. Conrad and I stood side by side at the foot of the bed, comforting our mates when necessary in few words and subtle touches.She dropped the half-filled bowl on the nightstand beside the bed, heaving deeply, dark circles under her eyes. "She's a fighter. She'll come out of it when she wants to."Olive, who had understandably turned pale over the period turned to Emilia, "Are you trying to tell me you don't know when she'll open her eyes?" She climbed out of the bed and gripped Emilia's shoulder's, frightening the older woman. "Tell me, when will my mother be fully healed
Cassian's POVSoon, I was in the courtyard, standing at a large round table. Alpha Kazamir and his fucking Beta were waiting for me, together with three other men.I folded my arms across my chest, looking from one brazen face to the other. My pulse did a thump, as I settled my gaze on Alpha Kazamir. His black orbs seemed to pry into my eyes. Drustian told him; a certainty I was damn sure of.What now? My head to the gallows?"Why did you send for me?" I asked conversationally, cloaking my fear. It'd be game over, standing few inches from him, fidgeting. If today is judgement day, let it come...quick."Isn't it enough?" He said, wearing a cold smirk.Yup, he knew. Drustian told him."Look, I don't care what you want to do to me. Just make it quick. I'm tired of being humiliated like a fucking Omega," I resigned fearlessly.Where the boldness was coming from mattered less to me. I held on to it, teeth clenched.A friend crossed his face as he exchanged puzzled glances with the men at
Cassian's POVTilting my head, I essayed a chuckle. "You're joking, right?"I forced myself to believe she was not suggesting what I feared it sounded like. A year with Alpha Kazamir had told me he was not the type to be double-crossed. I know what the fucker was capable of, and I know the penalty for betraying him- death; a gruesome, bloody, slow passing away of the spirit from the body.She sat up and grabbed my hand in hers. "Hear me out first, and I'll let you take the final decision. Whatever you decide, I'll respect it, but I want you to think about it carefully before giving me an answer."She's fucking serious. "Okay. What have you been thinking about?" I asked calmly, in spite of my thudding heart.She licked her lips and exhaled sharply. Those pouty lips of hers had a permanent say on me. I don't mind her going on her knees between my legs the hundredth time, moaning on my cock. "Think about it, ever since the beginning of your parley with Alpha Kazamir, he'd never been co
Cassian's POV"Fuck!" I exclaimed huskily, eyes shut, head thrown back in ecstacy.Rhoda bobbed her head back and forth on my cock, swirling her tongue along the crown of my cock. She held the base of my cock with both hands, massaging my balls with her slender hands. Saliva slathered her fingers, adding an extra flavor of pleasure to the intimacy.Damnit! She's good with this thing.I weaved my hands into her scalp and pushed myself into her throat. She opened her jaws wider and braced her hands on my waist, her fingers digging into my butt.Sweat glistened on her body and I took a moment to admire how pretty she looked. "I can't stop wanting you," I groaned. "How can you be so fucking perfect? Are you even human?!"She looked up at me, smiling mischievously. When I thought I'd seen her at her best, she stood to her feet and pushed me to the bed with one finger.I fell back on the bed, meeting the lean smirk on her small lips. She climbed the bed and straddled her legs over my cock,
Olive's POVEvery evening had me sweating hard, hitting a dummy or doing some rigorous exercises. Quoting mother verbatim, she made me to understand that 'To whom much is bestowed, much is sacrificed.' True to her word, she showed no mercy.I thought Princess Adelaide was being hard on me, but mother topped the leaderboard as the most merciless trainer in the realm.At first, we began with push-ups, doing all available variations. My worst nightmare came to pass when she made me do knuckle push-ups. I was this close to losing it. The eyes watching us restrained me from shedding tears.Fuck!Whoever invented this damn exercise did it to shame the hell out of me.Other than the stress it caused on my chest and shoulder blades, it darkened my fingers and made my once pretty fingers ugly slender twigs. Although Orvyn never minded, in fact, he kisses them every night before we make out in bed, yet, the sight of my hands upset me. 'It strengthens your core and gives you more power to strik