It took some time almost getting lost and Miranda asking multiple guards and servants for her way around the big packhouse, before she finally found madame Jane in the seamstresses’ quarters, giving orders for new curtain drapes that had to be replaced.“Madame Jane!”Miranda’s eyes were reddened, and her make-up smudged as she’d tried cleaning it off with her hand several times, how awfully tired she looked. She hadn’t had a chance to take off her clothes, nor these shoes that were beginning to killing her feet, all because she couldn’t find her things anywhere in her room.“Oh dear, what’s the matter? The party has ended since, why haven’t you gone to bed? And why are you still wearing that dress?” Madame Jane asked all at once.“I couldn’t find any one of my clothes madame Jane. They were there when you helped me get ready for the party and when I left with my mate, but when I returned to my room after the party had ended, my clothes, boxes, and all the gifts I received from the si
Shit! How could you forget such an important detail? She asked as she scolded herself severally, if only scolding could solve the problem.After almost an hour of being torn between remaining in the bathroom for the next couple of hours, and leaving to quickly hurry into the closet before Damian saw her, she finally chose the latter, unlocking the door and looking outside to see first if he was still there; he wasn’t, he probably sensed her mood and wanted to give her as much privacy as she needed. Such a gentleman, more than thankful for his actions, she stepped out of the room and went into the closet, finally changing from the towel into her nightclothes. The bathroom would have been her preferred changing room had it been Damian was around but now she enjoyed the plenty freedom she had while it lasted.After leaving the closet, her sleepiness set in and she went into the room to climb into Damian’s bed which was quite huge and soft, it was strange to her, as this was the first tim
“Aaaahhh!!!” Miranda suddenly jolted up from the bed, sweating profusely as her mind recalled what it was that made her heart fly out through the window. It was just a dream! Oh, thank goodness, it was all nothing but a dream…But why is it that even though she was glad that none of it was real, her heart still longs to see how it would’ve have turned out? How it would’ve been if Damian… oh, please stop thinking about it! She cautioned herself.Sleep had left her, she decided to go for one of those late-night walks that usually helped to clear her mind, getting up from the bed to put on her robe and slippers. As she was about to leave, she caught sight of him standing there in the balcony, he was backing her, but she could tell by the quiet atmosphere surrounding him and the fact that he didn’t move an inch from that position, that it was just like that other night; he couldn’t sleep, his heart was troubled, but what could be the cause of it?He didn’t come to bed to join her at all,
Pulling her panties to the side, as his finger slides deeper into her. He quickly feels her dripping off his knuckles. She gasps as he grabs the front of her panties in his fist and rips them right off of her. The thin sheer material easily shredding as he pulls. He needs to see more of her, lifting her dress over her head, revealing more of her supple pussy lips. As the dress drops to the floor, he ogles at the sight of her beautiful large areola’s, his eyes cannot hide his approval as he glances over her sexy body. Feeling his lust building within.As her spasm subsides, he feasts more on her neck, shoulders, breasts and firm dark nipples and rub the head of his eager penis for the first time against her engorged wet pussy lips. He wants to savor the feeling of her, despite his desperation to be in her.He goes back to kissing her neck, feeling how hard he still is, his hands exploring her body, she lets out a quiet moan. She loves feeling his hands on her body, she craves it. He pu
***THE NEXT MORNING***Miranda hands wandered to the hard rocky flesh on the bed beside her. All through the night, she remembered how she couldn't get enough of that flesh inside of her, as she opened her eyes, something caught her attention that made her jump then. Along his chest ran huge scars she'd never seen on any man before, she didn't notice the scars last night in the darkness, but now they were clearly visible, and now, her heart felt nothing but pity for Damian as she wondered what could have caused those scars on his chest like that. She ran her hands along his chest for the second time, but this time, he woke up.His eyes lit up suddenly as he threw his hands off her, "What are you doing?" He snarled. "How dare you touch me like that?""I'm sorry, I, I..." she stammered."You what? Let me guess... Can't get enough of a hideous monster huh?""No... I..."He didn't let her finish, standing up from the bed to enter the closet, he returned fully dressed a few minutes later t
He shivered, watching those gorgeous plump breasts and her feminine parts call out to him as she came closer to sit on his lap. The words then found way back to his mouth.“Miranda, what are you doing?” He gulped, suddenly feeling a sensation of warmness, evening with the cool atmosphere the room was enveloped in,Upon reaching him, she brought his hand to touch her body, starting with her legs, damn those ravishing legs! “Touch me anywhere you like, I'm yours Damian,” coupled with her sexy voice, the heat in the room seemed to increase with every second that passed, making sweat run down his neck, as he was now face to face with Miranda’s breasts.“Miranda…” before he could say anything more, she traced her nails along his balls and cock from the outside of his pants, she had him moaning then, his eyes closed, his mouth half open, she blushed at the sight of his organ springing forth, begging to be released from its confines.He couldn’t resist the urge to do what was in his mind any
He put his arm under her left knee to lift her leg and push his dick deeper into her pussy. His other hand on her neck, holding her, she stands on one leg as he keeps moving inside her, slowly first, but then she feels as his dick starts moving faster and harder in her pussy. She moans, as he thrusts inside of her, deeper and harder, fucking her wet pussy while she holds onto the table for support, his hand still on the back of her neck.He closes his fingers round her nape as he pushes his dick inside her again and starts fucking her harder and faster, slapping her ass as she moans from the sweet pain. Grabbing both of her arms and putting it behind her back, he holds them down with one of his hands while he lets go of her leg and grabs her hair with his other hand, bending her forward and down, holding her strong in place.Her legs are shaking as he’s fucking her much harder and faster than before, he could feel his climax raging through his system, his whole body shaking with relie
“It was my first cardinal conference, which also turned out to be my last. That day is the day I regret the most in my life. I was so foolish to have trusted someone, the last person I should have trusted, and because of that, I lost everything.” *************20 YEARS AGO***The leaders of the silver pack, alpha Cillian and Luna Maria were sworn protectors of the great royalty stone, an ancient stone blessed by the gods to earthly creatures to protect them from evil, the stone gives prosperity and power to those who possess it, and the silver bloodline had been given the responsibility of safeguarding the stones against those who might come for it to use for evil deeds, typically the rogues.That blessed day, the cardinal conference was to be held, and all twelve wolf tribes had left their homes to gather at the goddess’s crescent to honor and pay their respects to the wolf gods. The silver pack was always present every year, and they’d never for once missed this important gatherin
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