"He will come!... you have to believe me! Walden and I have no relationship and we never will!" "No relationship... What makes you say that, princess?""I'm telling you the truth! It's the truth and nothing but the truth! I don't know whoever gave you the idea that Damian and I are that I are in a suffering relationship but it's a lie... A big lie!""Walden and I were lovers before, yes... but along the line, I found out that he was so much closer to Samara than me and I never wanted that. I wanted someone who would love me, cherish me and be right by my side, I wanted someone who would always have time for me, someone who would make me the only lover in his life, and that person is no other than my husband mate, Damian."Damian is the one that loves me, and not Walden.""Princess, I don't know if you're making this up, but according to what we received, Walden is the one that loves you.""What you received was wrong! Walden and I have nothing! He is no way in love with me, Samara
"Please don't hurt me!!!! I will tell you where they are! Please just spare me..." the goon begged."Where is she????" Damien growled as he held him forcefully by his neck, choking him."Please sir... I'll tell you.... just spare me," his neck ached in a thousand places from the pressure Damian placed on it, his heart was filled with fear as he watched all his comrades, even the strongest of them, lying on the ground, their blood staining the walls and grounds of the trap house. They were all dead.Walden was filled with shock as he watched Damien rip those men apart without even batting an eye. The silver alpha was truly as vicious as he'd heard. Just like that, he'd killed all the goons with little to no assistance from him."Please!" The goon kept on pleading."Where are you keeping them?" I won't repeat myself again.He began to stammer as Damian held tighter to his throat, "the-the.... there's a hideout in between the mighty Blue Mountains in the red moon pack. That's where they
Ronald had seen all that went on outside, and his heart raced, taking his legs along with it as he entered the room where the hostages were being held.He had plans to use them... This was the only way he could save his life; he wasn't going to go down like this, never.He entered the room then only to find his disgusting partner on top of one of their victims..."What the hell you doing, Patrick?" He yelled at him.His loud voice made Patrick arrange himself quickly, jumping off a crying Miranda to put his pants back on, thankfully, Leah's uncle came on time."This is no time for playing games!" Ronald scolded. "The silver alpha and Walden are here! They've come to rescue these girls and now they've cleared out all the guards we have outside. We're the only ones left in this location and they're finding their way here as we speak."Miranda's heart leaped, upon hearing he'd come.... She knew he would, for her."What???" Patrick feared. He knew he should have ran away when he had the c
Miranda hadn't quite rested since she returned from the mighty blue mountains. It was quite unfair for the silver wolves to bombard her with care-filled visits and partying when she should be in bed.After Damian noticed her tiredness right beside him on the Alpha's seat, he excused her from the party and took her upstairs.Miranda was tired yes, and more than happy to be excused from there, but then she craved something else at that moment, something she'd been deprived of the past few days, something that mattered to her now more than the rest he was offering.As soon as they both entered the room, he was about to leave when she dragged him by the hand to stay, playfully rubbing her body against his chest. He knew what she wanted."Miranda, we can't do this now... You need to rest. That's why I brought you here.""I know," she whispered, "but I won't be able to rest if you're not there... right beside me. Kiss me Damian... I know you want to... Or haven't you missed my body?"Damn
Katrina has tried so much.... she's tried to ignore all the voices of cheer and happiness coming from downstairs but she just can't do it anymore. She hates being the only one who seems unhappy about Miranda's return. She's hates being the only one who seems so bitter and hurt.She feels abandoned and at the same time, she feels as if she's being selfish for wishing that the queen had never come back. She hates being like this... She hates feeling this bitterness and anger in her heart. She hates whenever she goes to Damian's bedroom at night and hears the voices of him and Miranda together... she hates it so much.She's packed up her suitcase and she's ready to leave... she can't stay here anymore, it's too painful... just too painful she can't do this anymore. She can't take the fact that Damian is no longer with her... she can't take the fact that he has found happiness and she wasn't the one who gave it to him. She can't take the fact that the future she has always dreamed about,
Thankful to be alone again, away from everyone, Katrina made her way through the lonely streets of the silver town capital, seeking shelter for the night. All the business places had been closed and there was no one around she could ask for directions to the nearest guest house or motel she could spend the night, but nonetheless, she still kept on looking.She suddenly caught sight of two hooded figures standing near a dark alleyway. They resembled gangsters and they looked pretty dangerous for them to be out at such a late time, but what could she do? There was no one else out she could ask and she didn't want to remain outside here for long..."Excuse me," she called politely, walking up to them..One of the men caught sight of her then and stared at her flirtatiously."Hey gorgeous, what are you doing out here so late? Come to see me?" They both laughed.Katrina ignored the remark and simply asked the question she came for."Please I'm looking for the nearest motel or guest house I
"Thank you," Katrina murmured as she accepted the glass of water from Renard. As promised, he'd taken her to his home and helped her put her things in his spare bedroom in the house. She now sat on the couch of his modestly furnished living room, more than relieved to be in safety. In HIS safety. She didn't know why she suddenly began to enjoy his presence but then it just came naturally.She then asked him a question."Those men... they seemed to be so scared of you... Like did they know you before...?"He shrugged. "Those are just homeless wolves who keep causing trouble whenever they can. They are scared of me of course, because they know that one word I give out to the Alpha and they will all be executed. Alpha Damian doesn't have as much patience as I do with them.""I can't stop thanking you for what you did for me tonight, Renard. I owe you my life. You were pretty amazing back there with the way you handled them," and indeed he was. He looked so powerful in her eyes as those m
Miranda had heard about Leah's sentence, she felt pretty bad even though she knew it wasn't an unfair judgment, still she felt pretty bad.Damian was still down in court, she couldn't wait till evening time before she gets a chance to speak with him. She has to go and see him now. She has to go and see if she can persuade him to change the sentence and she hopes he'll listen."Madam Jane!" She called."Yes dear?""Is there a way I can speak to my mate right now?""I'm sorry dear, I really don't know about that. No one has ever dared to disturb him whenever he's attending to matters of the court, but with you, no one ever knows what's going on in alpha Damian's mind.""I have to speak with him regarding Leah's sentence. He can't kill her like that, she's just a small wolf...""A small wolf who already knew the rules and still decided to go against them. He's not going to change it dear, if that's what you're going there for, then don't bother.""I know he might not but still, I have to
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