Olive's POVWhat could they be doing here? How did they get past the border undetected? My insides knotted and my throat went dry. The Mutes were a notorious duo, known across the realm for their bestiality and ruthlessness in killing their victims. More than spies, The Mutes have built for themselves quite an insalubrious reputation to make even an Alpha gulp in fear.Whoever they have have their eyes upon was as good as dead, sooner or later. For them to be here, it means their target was here. And with the intensity at which they were looking at Orvyn, it means only one thing..."Oh no," I mumbled. The notion frightened me to the point of wilting. "Orvyn's life is in danger.""Princess?" Conrad noticed the change in my mood. "Is everything all right?""No, it's not." I lifted the helms of my dress and ran up the steps to meet Orvyn. He was still addressing his pack members, putting their fears at bay, planted by Elean's last words. Grumbles and murmurs erupted from the crowd belo
Orvyn's POV"The Mutes?" I was lost in a grim tunnel of confusion. "That's impossible. No offense, Olive, but that can't be true. The pack borders are well fortified. There's no way they could have penetrated my defense undetected."The mindless beasts of Mount Cara were a nightmare to the realm. Their presence in my pack means someone had sent them after one of us. It's my responsibility as Alpha to keep my House safe. And the Mutes would not tarnish my soaring record. Olive was exhausted. She rubbed her temples, and sank into one of the chairs in my chambers, downing a cup of water in a noisy gulp. I needed someone I trusted with us, so I asked Conrad to join us in my chamber. Like me, he found the news much amusing."With magic?" Olive asked. She was sure of what she saw, but I wanted to believe otherwise. "Of course not! It's clear the border patrol didn't do their job well." I almost screamed the words out.I got out of my chair, frustrated and angry. Staying on a spot pumped m
Orvyn's POV"My son! Oh, my son." A woman wept over one of the dead men, comforted by an older man who I assumed was her mate. He tried his best to comfort both her and himself, fighting back his own tears. "He was our only son. Who did this to our son? I can't even look at him." She buried her face into her mates chest, sobbing profusely.A lady rushed into the circle, breaking through the throng. She had a new born baby swaddled in her arms. Her gown was blood-stained, and her face pale from childbirth."Nooo!" She screamed, falling to her knees beside another dead wolf. "No! No! No! You can't die now, Bertrand. Please, don't do this to me. Please, get up. The Moon has blessed us with a son after these years." She staggered backward, losing track of her strength.Olive detached herself from me and went to stand by her. She wept along with the helpless lady, keeping her baby firm. In the midst of the conundrum, the baby slept silently, oblivious of his dead father, nor the tear drops
Olive's POVOrvyn dismissed the pack and stormed into the castle, leaving Conrad and I dazed. Like a sheet of lightening spreading across a cloudy sky, I stood in awe of his abrasive decision. He's using himself as bait to save his pack, but I'm not cool with it. I'd never be. He's in for a session with me, if he thought he could shake me off his back easily.He's not killing himself on my watch. Hell, if I let him.Conrad and I rushed after him, hoping to speak some sense into his beclouded mind. He was sitting on a chair with his head hung, backing the entrance. The windows were open wide, inviting the frosty cold into the room. "We need to talk, Orvyn." Conrad stood behind him, shimmering with anger."There's nothing here for us to talk about." He filled a cup with wine and took a sip. "My decision is final. The quicker you come to terms with it, the better for the both of you."I shut the windows on either sides of the wall, trapping the heat coming from the fire place and the pi
Orvyn's POVKissing her, I lifted her from my lap and ventured toward the bed. She was the sweetest wine my lips had ever tasted. bracing her back with my hand, I placed her on the bed, crouching between her legs. Her hands slipped from my back to my face, as she paused the kiss to look at me. "I've been waiting so long for this day, Orvyn," she whispered. Her thumbs caressed the outline of my face. From my cheeks, she made her way to my bushy brows, splaying her hands into my hair, and smoothing my chin with a pleading look. "And I don't want it to be our last. " Impulsively, she pulled me down into a hard hug. "Stay with me, Orvyn. Don't leave me. I can't live a day without you."Her body palpitated vehemently, moving me to change my mind. My wolf whined, weakened my the desperations of his mate. The signal he was receiving from her wolf tamed him. This was not the time for domination. She needed reassurance- even if it was a false hope.I trailed kisses over her neck, drifting in
Olive's POV"You feel bigger and fuller than you look on the outside," I said, relaxing into the fluffy velvety covers of the bed.Twitters and chirrups erupted in my head, singing the songs of a near orgasm about to take over me. My fingers felt hot, despite the cold exterior of the room.I rounded my mouth, taking in more air into my famished lungs. My nipples needed his mouth. I loved it when his mouth suckled the sensitive nerve endings above my breasts. He knew how to put his tongue to good use- on my lips, on my neck, on my nipples, between my legs- every part of me had his impression tattooed on it.What a fucking beast he was!My vagina walls crumbled around his massive size. I was wet, but also very tight while accepting his meaty offering. Half of him was inside me, pulsating with each passing breeze. It was happening. Finally, our bond would be cemented forever."I'll take care of you, Princess," he assured. "Leave everything to me."He rocked his hip forward and back, sink
Olive's POV"I guess I have more shots to try." Orvyn spanked my ass, rubbing the spot to sooth the pain. My eyes twinkled at the impact, raw energy coursing through me. He dropped my suspended leg on the chair to the floor and transferred me to the table. "Lie on your side, and rest on your forearm. I'm going to give it to you from behind this time," he said, while setting the cups and jars on the floor.Sex on the table. What does Orvyn have for me this time?I did as instructed, ever ready to please my mate. The position was a bit awkward and uncomfortable. My upper body rested on my elbow, but I trust Orvyn to make it worth the effort. In the end, I'd be grateful I never complained. He climbed the table behind me, and assumed the same position. My nape flamed, collecting the heat from his nostrils. His breath warmed me from the inside out. A grumbling growl tumbled through the walls in my head, indicating the presence of my wolf.Snaking his arm across my waist, his fingers des
Orvyn's POVWe were at it for a couple more rounds, making up for the months of sexual tension between us. After the seventh release, Olive and I joined Conrad and the chosen thirty at the Bailey. The pack elders had arrived to bid us godspeed.Some men prepared four carriages following my command, and stocked them full with rare fruits and herbs that could only be found in Vagamor. They were edible gifts meant to woo the Alpha of Ulfric- if we made it safely to the ship."It's dangerous out there," Walter hinted, "I suggest you move out tomorrow morning, than venturing into the night with The Mutes on the prowl. They could be after your life, Alpha. They're not known to hunt peasants.""You saw what they did to the men at the border," I responded, tightening the saddle on my horse. "I don't want the same thing to repeat itself before dawn. I bet Alpha Kazamir sent them to kill me, and they'll not stop, until they deliver my head to him. The death of those men are collateral damage to
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