Alexander
“By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Mr Knight, you may now kiss your……”
Before Lucien could finish his sentence, I grabbed Rosaria’s nape and kissed her passionately. She reciprocated and we kissed hungrily. I bit her lip playfully as a punishment, her divine sweet scent was all over the place. All the unmated alphas were now on edge after getting a whiff of her arousal. I was on the verge of pulling their eyes out, no, perhaps castrating them would be a much better option.
“Ahem, ahem,” King Lucien coughed awkwardly. “I would advise you wait until you go on your honeymoon.”
A tinge of pink crept it’s way to Rosaria’s cheeks after we pulled apart. She was never a shy girl so seeing this rare side of her was kind of adorable. If it were up to me, I would carry her out of here and start our honeymoon right away. But we had to attend to our guests later in the evening.
Holding Rosaria’s hand I turned so tha
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Sheila Burning. The scorching feeling as if you were set on fire. That’s what my body felt like whenever Mark was intimate with another she-wolf. Every touch burned my skin, my stomach twisted and churned. Prickly sensations could be felt all over my body. It was the worst experience ever. Werewolves are blessed with mates but I was cursed with one. They say a mate is your soulmate, your other half. Someone who would love and cherish you unconditionally. But mine was a nightmare, he tortured me both physically and emotionally. He looked at me with so much hatred just because I wasn’t the one he was in love with. Mark was obsessed with Rosaria. I never knew the extent of the obsession until the day we found out that we were mates and he refused to recognize the bond. What he did not count on was Rosaria escaping and finding her real mate. That’s when he totally lost his mind. I feel pain three times a day. It seemed he was sleeping with every she-wolf in his p
Rosaria “My love…. You’ve been upset ever since we left the garden, don’t let it get to you,” Alexander said as he changed into black sweatpants. We agreed to go camping in the woods for two to three days. “I just feel bad you know…. Sheila seemed to still have hope. I shouldn’t have suggested for her to reject him,” I sighed, the guilt was getting to me. Alexander walked behind me and hugged my waist, then he left a trail of kisses along my neck. “Don’t blame yourself for that. Actually if not of being blinded by obsession, Mark would make a good mate. When he loves, he loves deeply. It’s just sad he took the wrong path.” “Yeah, well I will not concern myself with this matter anymore. The ball is in their hands now. We’ve got our own issues to deal with,” I said and I felt him stiffen for a moment. “How about we start off to the woods that you wanted to spend your honeymoon in?” he asked as he bit the back of my neck playful
Alexander Rosaria had spent the whole day drifting in and out of sleep. The black veins had spread throughout her body. Seeing her like that was sending ripples of pain to my heart but I couldn’t do anything until her twentieth birthday. She had only regained her senses later in the evening and after forcing her to drink the soup Cassie made, I sat her between my legs near a fireplace in the living room as I hugged her from behind. Ready to tell her my story. “My father was once a human, he was the king of the ancient Elisasha kingdom a thousand years ago. The kingdom suffered from a sneak attack and many of his subjects lost their lives as they were attacked mercilessly by the enemy. As a king, the young Alexander senior couldn’t sit back and watch his people die so he put on his armor and rode his horse leading the army to battle. But he had underestimated the enemy, they were too powerful and they didn’t move at a speed that a normal human would. T
Rosaria Goodbye. The saddest word one can ever say to a loved one. I wonder why there’s a ‘good’ in that word because there’s nothing good about it. No matter how it is said, it always causes heart break. Whether it’s a child going to college and temporarily leaves his or her parents. Or a loved one moves to another town. Sometimes it may just be an employee leaving a workplace he or she had gotten accustomed to. The fact remains, anything associated with the word ‘goodbye’ is sad and it causes pain and heart break. This was why, it was very hard for me to say my last goodbyes to my parents. No parent would love to see their child leave before them. I was a sinner for making them go through such pain. “Mom, don’t cry please,” I said as I couldn’t take my mother’s sobs anymore. They had all come to visit me an hour ago and had refused to leave my sight after I narrated the situation to them. “Rosa, why didn’t you tell us anything? No wonder you didn’t
Rosaria I was feeling weak and I could see my life slipping away but I couldn’t do anything about it. Death was calling for me and I couldn’t escape. Alexander was strangely calm this time. Perhaps he had come to terms with our situation. He would have to go through this over and over again. It made me glad really, I would rather see him calm than watch him fall apart because of me. He had come to pick me up when I just said my farewells with my family. “Are you ready?” He asked in a low hoarse voice. “To die? No. To go for a date in the meadow? Yes, definitely ready,” I said playfully and he chuckled. Picking me up bridal style, he walked out of the room and I buried my face in his chest. “Are we going to move like this? How about you give me a piggyback ride?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “No, I want to feel you close to me as much as possible. This is the best position for me to do that,” he said as he continued moving, hea
Rosaria “Noooooooo!!” I screamed out when I realized what the sharp pain was. He was marking me! I tugged at his hair and tried to pull him away from my neck but I was still very weak. “Alex, no, please stop……please don’t do this,” I tugged at his hair desperately. Hoping I could gather the strength to push him away but I failed. Instead of letting go, he sealed the mark with his tongue and I felt delicious tingles run through my spine. My heart raced and squeezed painfully. I felt like someone was pricking needles in my heart, it was so suffocating that I couldn’t breath. The marking made me weak and I felt myself lose consciousness. No! I can’t black out right now. I tried to hold on to Alexander but my arms just couldn’t wrap around him. I had never felt so helpless before. I felt soft lips on my own, then a voice that sounded so distant. Soon, I was plunged into darkness, the last words I heard were Alexander saying he’s sorry. Anything after that
Rosaria I stared at the god-like creature that was sitting next to me on the bed and I gulped. ‘Was this another dream?’ I closed my eyes, then opened them again only to find the same captivating blue eyes staring down at me with amusement. Perhaps, this was another dream playing tricks on me. I closed my eyes and tried to force myself to sleep. ‘He would be gone by the time I wake up,' I thought. “It’s not a dream, I’m right here,” he said and I furrowed my brow. How did he know what I was thinking? Could he read my mind in the dream? “Yes I can read your mind because I marked you silly,” he said, chuckling with amusement. I still stopped myself from opening my eyes for fear of experiencing another nightmare of watching him disappear in front of me. I heard a sigh and a hand cupped my face, sending tingles and sparks through my body. “Can you feel that?” He asked and I jolted out of bed and grabbed his arms. “Alex,” my voice c
Alexander “That’s it! Oh, Alex!” Rosaria screamed out as I took her over the edge with the swirling of my tongue inside her core. Groaning in approval, I lapped up the juices that dripped out of her. She tasted heavenly and her sweet divine scent teased my nostrils making me throb harder. I trailed kisses along her inner thighs until I reached her abdomen and licked her navel. Her soft erotic moans were like music to my ears. Grabbing my hair, she directed my face towards hers and my lips met hers in a hot fiery kiss. I grunted when she moaned against my lips. Our intimate moments were so much better now after I marked her, not to belittle what we had before but the mark was an added bonus to our sex life. I could feel everything a tenfold of what I would normally feel. Her scent was so addicting, I wanted to bask in it every moment of the day. I groaned disapprovingly when I felt a tap in my mind, “What is it?” I asked coldly. “Alpha, you have a gues