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