Martha was puzzled. “I thought this girl said she didn't like you… what she displayed today wasn't far from jealousy. If she has no feelings for you, why does she care that I'm here?”“Did you tell her who you were?”“No, she didn't even stay for long. She didn't want to wait for you either.”“I have to tell her. I have to tell her so she won't have any wrong ideas…”“And what if she does? It shouldn't matter if she's rejected you, right?”“She didn't outright tell me that she doesn't like me. She just said that she wasn't ready and she wasn't sure of her feelings for now because she was so hurt, I don't want to hurt her any further.”“You're not hurting her by being with another woman, Renard! And besides, you're not really with me, we're just pretending.”“What do you think to achieve by just pretending?”“I'm telling you that if this girl really likes you, she won't stand the sight of you being with someone else. We have to pull her legs a bit, we have to make her jealous…”“No, we
Martha had heard the noises from her room. She didn't need anyone to tell her who had come visiting. It was just as she’d thought, just as she’d expected. She gave a light smirk as she put on her night robe before stepping out to meet Katrina at the door.Not much of a surprise; Katrina was still right there pouring out her heart, with tears flooding her eyes. Martha felt so much pity for her then. Poor girl must have been hurt so badly.As soon as Katrina spotted her, she paused all she was saying, giving her a loathing glare.Of course, Martha already knew what to expect, so she didn't take offense at Katrina's behavior, only gave her a smile, “Good evening, Katrina. My name is Martha.”Katrina was about to spit some words before realizing something then. “How did you know my name?” She asked, wiping her tears.“I know your name because you’re a very special person to Renard, and he's a very special person to me. The night is cold. Would you mind coming inside for a drink?”“No,” sh
The scent of his skin, the feel of his soft pink lips, his beard feeling the pressure of her chin, the warm exhale falling down her face like a warm shower. Their lips part, making way for their willing tongues to taste each other. The wetness on her lips is sweet and inviting.He put his hands on her back as he leaned over and tore her shirt off her, dropping its uselessness as a garment to the floor. His hands caressing the bare skin of her back and shoulders occasionally dipping down the front of her to cup and caress a breast.His fingers finding her breast and squeezing lightly before, with a suddenness that made her shriek into his hand, he began to crush her breast, letting his fingers dig painfully into her soft flesh as his knee pushed hard again.He then pulled out of her warm, wet mouth and raised her by her knees to his crib. Cupping her face in strong hands, he brought her lips to his own so that he could kiss her deeply.He kissed down her chin and onto her neck. As she
It’s been a few days in the Lotus pack, and things seem to be going well with the new queen alpha. Miranda never thought she had this much strength in her, but with the help of her mate and the pack’s circle, she did just fine. She’d already appointed a few new officers, including a beta to take over the former. She’d overseen the works her father was unable to finish, and all of her followers accepted her. They didn’t judge her for her mistakes or shortcomings, they were a lot of things she didn’t know about initially, but they led her through the whole process.Everything might seem fine, but Miranda knows it’s far from that as there’s still one last thing that’s not in place, and that’s why she decided to talk to Damian about it after they had their breakfast that morning. They were talking a walk through the Lotus Garden when she called his attention.“Yes, my love?” He answered.“I’ve been thinking… things are going smoothly; I think it’s time for us to go back home.”Her words s
There’s been a lot that’s happening, a lot going on, even up till now.Miranda and Damian had returned to the silver packhouse, and Damian had his work cut out for him for the days he’d been absent from seat. The past two days has been choked up for him in court; he’s had a lot on his mind, but then no amount of workload or stress could make him forget about the ones he loved, the ones he cared about, and the ones he’d failed to check up on for long.“You sent for me, sire?” Renard asked as he entered the office in the alpha’s chambers, disturbing Damian’s thoughts.“Yes, Renard. Please, sit.” Damian said as he gestured to the chair in front of him. Renard obeyed before Damian continued what he had to say.“First, I want to thank you for the wonderful work you did in the ruling affairs while I was away. Hope the silver circle wasn’t too much to handle?”“No. Of course not sire. I know that they can be difficult especially when you’re away, but I’ve established a good relationship with
“You weren’t interested in the lotus court affairs, Damian. So, I didn’t think it was so important.”“Why won’t it be important? We are talking about your father for goodness’s sake! And please, don’t give me that excuse because we both know that this matter travels far beyond the lotus court walls.”Sighs, “I know…. I’m sorry… but I didn’t bother to take any actions because I decided that my people and I will not be attending.”Her words came as a surprise. “Why, Miranda?”“For many years, my people have been treated as scorn. We lost so much from the last war and that was mainly because my father sacrificed so much for the battle to end. But in the end of it all, what did we get for all our leader gave? Dirt thrown to our faces like we never mattered. They had to wait until my father died before they realize the impact his life made to keep stability of all twelve tribes. Now they act like we’ve had their support for so long, whereas it was the exact opposite. I will not take such i
Walden had heard about Luther’s death. He’d felt so sorry for Miranda and could only imagine how much it would have affected her; how much it must have hurt as he knew the level of closeness between father and daughter. He’d thought to pay her a visit as soon as he heard, as she would definitely need someone to comfort her by her side. She already did have someone, but that someone was not the right person for her.The only reason that Walden hasn’t paid her a visit all this time is because he wouldn’t want to catch himself dead stepping on silver territory. Not that he feared Damian trying to attack him, but he knew that attempting to win back Miranda’s heart in an area he did not have control over didn’t sound like a good idea.But then, as fate would have it, an opportunity presented itself; a bonfire service in honor of alpha Luther. All pack leaders and wolves had been given an invitation, and this was one he would definitely not miss, as despite all that’s happened, he still bel
“Miranda, I know that the both of us have never really gotten along quite well, I know we’ve had plenty of misunderstandings in the past, but I came here to tell you today that I am not your enemy.”Miranda wasn’t getting any of this, neither did she have the time as she still had people waiting to see her, “what is it you really want, Samara? What exactly do you want to say to me?”“I came here to pay my last respects to your father. He was truly a great wolf.”“Yes, he was.” Having concluded that Samara didn’t have any other important thing to say, Miranda decided to turn away before Samara stopped her.“Wait… um Miranda!”What was up with this couple today that didn’t want to leave her alone? “What is it, Samara?” She asked impatiently.“I just wanted to say that I am sorry for anything that I might have ever done in the past to hurt you. I know I did wrong, and now I realize all of my mistakes. I never should have come between you and Walden. Ever.”“No, Samara… correct yourself.
Walden never expected to feel so much calm and peace in his heart after visiting Conor’s grave. He knew he’d done the right thing by facing the last of his fears to visit the night shadow cemetery, and now he’s glad he did.He returned to the packhouse that afternoon to see how things were going, as he’d been absent for the last two days, things hadn’t changed pretty much as all of his followers had done well to keep the activities together while he was with his love, Maggie. Which reminds him…He took a stroll through the pack house halls to the royal chambers, and then to the big bedroom he’d placed her in, not too far from his own.“How is my love doing?” He asked as he met her in the room. She was still folding up the last of her belongings, out of the luggage and into the bedroom drawers.“Where did you go? You suddenly disappeared right after breakfast,” she stated after their brief kiss. “I had some urgent matters to take care of. I’m sorry I didn’t let you know before I went
***TWO DAYS LATER***Maggie and her daughter had moved back into the packhouse today. This was after Walden had spent the last two days with them, as they’d made so many memories similar to the way a normal family would. Maggie would forever keep those moments in her heart, as she prayed that they would last forever.Things were just beginning to take a new turn for Walden, and there was still so much that would go on with his new lover, he intended to take things to a new level with her, but before he did anything, he’d decided in his heart to settle the past first, even though he now had his life back, there was still something he needed to do.He didn’t tell anyone what he was doing prior to coming here, maybe it’s because he needed to do this freely, or for whatever reason, but before he starts his new future, he wants to make things right.He’d reached his destination after taking a stroll through the woods, he’d gathered different flowers, as he’d had a hard time deciding which
Maggie grinned as she buried her fingers in his hair, and kissed him back hungrily. She held him fast, her lips sucking on his, fingers digging into his scalp, mound gyrating feverishly against his rock-hard cock. All rational thought escaped him. He immersed himself in the delight of Maggie’s curves.Her hands moved down his back to tug at his shirt impatiently. When her hands slipped between their bodies and unfastened his pants. Both hands thrust into his open fly and pulled his cock free. She stroked him up and down vigorously between her palms, her fingertips dancing against his flesh. Jesus, he liked it rough like that. His breath caught in the back of his throat.Her fingers tangled in the moist hair at his nape, and she exulted in the knowledge that she had done this to him.‘Kiss me,’ she said, discovering confidence in herself she’d never known before. She reached up to him, finding his breathless mouth with hers, and with another muffled oath he cradled her face between his
*I love you.It’s been a long time since he heard those words from anybody’s mouth. Maggie loved him. Why then did he leave her so angrily? Why was he even so mad at her? Was he mad that she’d denied him the chance of knowing the truth for so long, or was he just mad at himself for thinking he might hurt her later? That he didn’t deserve her, the same way she’d thought she wasn’t worthy of being with him?He spent the rest of the day at his bedroom window, cancelling all of his activities as he’d missed the morning rounds. He needed time and space to think clearly, as his mind is going through a whole lot right now.So much time passed that Walden didn’t even know how long he spent in his thoughts. It was already nighttime and he is still by his window. He then felt a loud growl in his stomach, remembering that he hasn’t had anything to eat throughout the day, but he didn’t let that bother him, as food is the least of his problems now.He doesn’t know if the ghost will come or not, bu
It was already late in the afternoon when Walden woke up the next day. He feels different this time around, and this is because he slept like a baby the previous night. Surprisingly, he had slept all through the night, and through the morning, after having passionate sex with this woman he seemed to want so much of.His eyes were still closed when his hand searched, reaching through the sheets surrounding him, and then he noticed she wasn’t there. He opened his eyes then to the sound of her voice coming from the door.“Good afternoon, sire.”“Maggie?”He saw that she was fully dressed and holding a tray of food in her hands. She’d let him sleep as she went to the kitchen to prepare some food for him, thinking he’d need it after draining so much energy last night, but that seemed to be the least of his problems.“Come.” He reached out his arms to her as he sat up on the queen size bed. After dropping the tray on the table, she went into his embrace. Not a word was said as they both rem
“Then why am I still having these nightmares?” He growled. His expression was frightening, she’d never seen him like this before, at least not towards her. “I don't know. The spirit was not supposed to return. The nightmares were not supposed to return!” “Do you know how it feels each night for me? Do you know that for the last six months, I have not slept like a normal man?!!! Do you know how it feels thinking that you are finally liberated from something after all your efforts to get rid of it, only for it to come back at you, like it never even left?”“Walden, please calm down. I would never lie to you, especially not after how much you've helped me. I would never deceive you. That spirit is gone. I don't know what it is you saw again, but I assure you there's no way it could have come back.”He suddenly let out a sarcastic laugh which surprised her. “So now, you’re insinuating that I'm crazy. I don't know what it is I saw?”“You are not crazy, Walden. You are only an alpha ki
"You’re… Sending us away?” The tone of her voice said it all as she didn’t hide anything. She didn’t hide the disappointment she felt, and Walden didn’t miss it at all. "No. Of course not. I’d never do that. You and Emily are always welcome at the night shadow packhouse at any time. I only did this because I thought you probably needed your privacy. I thought that’s why you left the first time…" She didn’t answer, only kept staring down at the keys in her hand. "Tell me, is there something wrong?” He asked. “You know, you don’t have to stay here if you don’t want to.” "No.” She suddenly looked up, smiling as she hid her previous expression. “I’m sorry. I love it. I was just surprised, that’s all."Walden didn’t seem to be fooled by that answer, “are you sure? You don’t have to pretend. I won’t take offence if you choose to remain in the packhouse instead."She shook her head, “no. Of course, we need our privacy like you said. Thank you so much for everything, alpha Walden. We’ll b
“Conor!” Sandy gasped, seeing the spirit standing right in front of her, almost like it was in the flesh, how she missed him! She’d missed him so much and she doesn’t know how to let go at this time. Good, Maggie thought. Sandy did a good job summoning the spirit as it came out on time, she kept on spreading the fumes as she signaled to the spirit seeker who was outside the square to hit the Goni drum louder, which would open a portal where Sandy would push the spirit into, banishing it forever just like Maggie had told her prior to this. "Now!" The drumming sounds became louder and faster, and Maggie spread the fumes round and round so as to weaken the spirit. Walden stood still on his side of his square as he’d been told, not to move a muscle, not to say anything so that the spirit won’t see him, realize what was happening and disappear. The sage fumes weakened the spirit, and Sandy could see the sadness in his eyes. She felt so much pity for him. This man died in one of the wo
The manner in which Sandy had agreed to come along with them still baffled Walden so much. He could remember how reluctant she was yesterday when they’d spoken. He’d pretty much given up because he thought that Sandy didn’t believe any of his words. But Maggie… What sort of trick did Maggie use on his sister to get her to agree just like that?This was far from what surprised Walden the most, as not only that, but the two women had developed a close relationship in such a short time, you’d have thought that they’d known each other for years with the way they’d conversed throughout the entire trip back home, leaving Walden to watch and stare at them in amazement. Who are you, Maggie? He asked himself many times then.Maggie enjoyed the talks she had with Sandy, as she was in such a good mood, even though tired. Today had been a happy day for the entire siltus packhouse, as they celebrated the arrival of a new born male cub, the Beta’s son in the early hours of the morning. Maggie hardl