Why?…. Why did he have to ask me the one thing he has no right to speak about? The one thing his ruthless father did that destroyed my life forever. If not for his father, a young child like me wouldn't have been exposed to the harsh reality of life by my stepmother and stepsister.So why!!? Why was he fucking asking me?“You have no right to ask me such,” anger surges through my veins. I can feel my face already contouring with rage.“Why?” He tilts his head a little. “Did I fucking strike a cord?” His lips curl up, a nasty smile plays on them.My blood boils and my hand raises about to smack his cheek but he holds my forearm in the air. Maliciously laughing.My teeth gnash as my body trembles. “You are worse than….” My voice halts in my throat. I shut my eyes momentarily trying to control my anger as I push the tears that threaten to gush down my cheeks to the back of my head. I need to be careful and not say or do things out of proportion.If I let my anger consume me, and I mess u
My eyes shut as his tongue rolls deeply with mine. My fingers crawl, halting behind as my hands wrap around his neck. His palm pushes, tenderly, pressing my body intensively with his as his left-hand cradles my face, his fingers tracing the curves of my cheeks, sending tingles through my veins.He lifts me from the floor to the bed, carefully lying my back on it while his body leans above me. Our eyes lock as we break off the kiss. “Do you want this?” The lust in his voice is evident. The desire burning in his eyes that stares right at me waiting for a response, sends even greater sensations down my body. I can feel my womanhood throbbing and craving, soaking the folds of my pussy. My throat drags as my lips part in response, “Yes.” I breathe the word. His head leans closer, leaving a soft kiss on my lips. Pulling away, his gaze locks with mine once again. His fingers drag the lace of my dress, undoing its knot. Gently, with his gaze still fixed with mine, he takes out the bodice la
“Nice decision, Arkon. You’re truly a man who understands the dynamic of being a King. My men will retreat once I cross the border. It was nice meeting you again, my dear friend,” my old husband drops the cigar on the floor and steps on it.With a little head gesture, he orders his men to proceed with me. They roughly tug my arms, leading me to a car. They open the door of the backseat, tossing me right in. Two of the men sit beside me, slamming the doors shut.My throat drags as my heart races in a mix of emotions - anger and fear. As much as I already know what the Alpha of the Rogue is capable of doing, I still can’t believe he will betray his own fated mate. It was so easy for him.My old husband returns to the car in front of our car, he gets in, ordering the rest of his men. They all enter the various cars. With my eyes swelling up in tears, they move slowly in the direction of the Alpha of the Rogue, taking a last look at my supposed fate mate who is meant to protect me. His f
Vynessa;Have you ever locked yourself in a bathroom, cried, washed your face, and come back to join the others as if nothing happened?That’s me right now as I sit at the dinner table with my father and his family after just losing my fifth mate, to the cold hands of death. And my wedding was to happen in three days’ time. I don’t know what to make of life anymore. but I know to keep my late mother’s name alive, I have to survive this dilemma. She has been the only one who has truly cared for me. She made me promise to bear her a pup. And the pup is to be named after her. That was my promise to her before she took her last breath. That’s the gift I owe her for exchanging her life for me that night. But looking at the way the Goddess keeps playing tricks with me, by killing any male wolf who dares to put a ring on my finger, and plans on taking me to the wedding altar, I feel I'm truly cursed. Earlier this morning, the Goddess succeeded in killing the fifth male wolf. The last man
Alpha Arkon;My Wolf, Atan, roars as my eyes on our mate are unwavering. She has the perfect she-wolf height for me, 5’6, and I can’t get enough of her dark flickering eyes. My hand runs through her lower back to her long straight hair as I lean my face further in her.With the stare in her eyes, it seems she doesn’t recognize me as her fated mate, but I can tell she is fighting within herself to resist my handsome charms. I bet you, she can not, because no she-wolf has ever resisted me.Standing before her, my body is already burning with the desire to have her because her presence has overshadowed my thinking.“Please, let go of me,” she softly utters, but the stare in her eyes says something different. It’s evident she wants me.My eyes dart to her full lips as I slant my head, placing my lips on hers. She parts her lips, and locks it with mine, giving me the approval I need. I hold her neck, kissing her passionately, and I feel her hands gripping my body causing my cock to kick.
Vynessa;It’s been five days already since my father locked me up in my room after I returned home from the woods. He’s doing everything within him to make sure I don’t escape before my wedding with that old man. The wedding is in two days’ time, and for the first time, I'm hoping that my curse comes into play. The Moon Goddess, who enjoys taking the lives of my mates before my wedding, should take this old man’s life. I will be very grateful. But it seems she’s playing her tricks once again by keeping this one alive and ruining my life.I know my life seemed ruined before my father informed me about this marriage, but I was ready to try something again with a young male wolf. At least someone who can satisfy me sexually like that strange young man.Even being locked up in this room, I sometimes find myself gushing over the one-time sex I had with him. For the first time, I allow my sexual emotions to take full control of me for a man I know nothing of, but I don’t regret any bit of
Alpha Arkon;This old bastard trying to resist me from leaving his pack with my mate is provoking my blood to boil. A rage course through my veins, leaving me with a feeling of ripping off his chest. My left fist clenches, my muscles tense, ready to unleash the anger building inside me.I roar, clutching his neck, and his warriors suddenly shift into their wolf forms, charging for battle, snarling.My warriors also shift, facing his warriors and ready to attack just what I want. I came here to destroy this old prick after I got the information that it was my fated mate, he had decided to make his third Luna. I want to cut off his old dangling cock and shove it in his miserable mouth for him to feed off it.Clutching harder into his neck, he bares forth his claws slashing my abdomen, and pushing me off him.He roars, shifting into his wolf, and I adjust my neck side by side to shift when my mate rushes forward, placing her hands on my chest, her eyes filling with tears and hatred. “Yo
Vynessa;“How dare you resist my touch once again?” The old man groans, his huge palm descending on my right cheek, sending me to the bed. “Get yourself ready for me tonight, and if you dare to act stupid again, I promise to send your dead meat back to your father,” he spat on the floor and ambles away from my room.I hold onto my cheek on the bed, my body curves into a ball as I whimper, my tears soaking my pillow. This is the sixth time the old man has hit me for not granting him access to my body. The access I've vowed with the name of my late mother, that I will never allow him to have, unless he chooses to force himself on me. And I dare him to do it. That’s the day I will join my mother, and he will tag along. The crazy part is that this old man has two daughters who are in the same age range as me. His dumb daughters keep addressing me as a gold digger, claiming I want their father’s wealth. What sensible lady will want the cock of an old man who might die if you try to give
“Nice decision, Arkon. You’re truly a man who understands the dynamic of being a King. My men will retreat once I cross the border. It was nice meeting you again, my dear friend,” my old husband drops the cigar on the floor and steps on it.With a little head gesture, he orders his men to proceed with me. They roughly tug my arms, leading me to a car. They open the door of the backseat, tossing me right in. Two of the men sit beside me, slamming the doors shut.My throat drags as my heart races in a mix of emotions - anger and fear. As much as I already know what the Alpha of the Rogue is capable of doing, I still can’t believe he will betray his own fated mate. It was so easy for him.My old husband returns to the car in front of our car, he gets in, ordering the rest of his men. They all enter the various cars. With my eyes swelling up in tears, they move slowly in the direction of the Alpha of the Rogue, taking a last look at my supposed fate mate who is meant to protect me. His f
My eyes shut as his tongue rolls deeply with mine. My fingers crawl, halting behind as my hands wrap around his neck. His palm pushes, tenderly, pressing my body intensively with his as his left-hand cradles my face, his fingers tracing the curves of my cheeks, sending tingles through my veins.He lifts me from the floor to the bed, carefully lying my back on it while his body leans above me. Our eyes lock as we break off the kiss. “Do you want this?” The lust in his voice is evident. The desire burning in his eyes that stares right at me waiting for a response, sends even greater sensations down my body. I can feel my womanhood throbbing and craving, soaking the folds of my pussy. My throat drags as my lips part in response, “Yes.” I breathe the word. His head leans closer, leaving a soft kiss on my lips. Pulling away, his gaze locks with mine once again. His fingers drag the lace of my dress, undoing its knot. Gently, with his gaze still fixed with mine, he takes out the bodice la
Why?…. Why did he have to ask me the one thing he has no right to speak about? The one thing his ruthless father did that destroyed my life forever. If not for his father, a young child like me wouldn't have been exposed to the harsh reality of life by my stepmother and stepsister.So why!!? Why was he fucking asking me?“You have no right to ask me such,” anger surges through my veins. I can feel my face already contouring with rage.“Why?” He tilts his head a little. “Did I fucking strike a cord?” His lips curl up, a nasty smile plays on them.My blood boils and my hand raises about to smack his cheek but he holds my forearm in the air. Maliciously laughing.My teeth gnash as my body trembles. “You are worse than….” My voice halts in my throat. I shut my eyes momentarily trying to control my anger as I push the tears that threaten to gush down my cheeks to the back of my head. I need to be careful and not say or do things out of proportion.If I let my anger consume me, and I mess u
The scents take me right into the forest, becoming prominent with each second. The leaves lash my skin as I amble further into the woods. Curiosity consumes me. A lot of questions fill my mind.My sprinting eyes fall on a huge figure from afar. A figure who looks familiar, carrying the same body build as the Alpha of the Rogue. “What is he doing here? And why is the scent leading in that direction?” My forehead furrows in confusion as I question myself. Just when I make to step forward, the figure darts away. I chase after it.My feet suddenly come to a halt as my body leans. My lips part as I try to catch my breath, my hands holding onto my knees. I was exhausted from running. My human nature is weak. I wish I was able to shift, but it was impossible.The sudden whiff of the scents consumes my nostrils again, and this time, it’s intense. Right then, I feel a presence behind me, and a shadow towers over me. Just when I make to turn around, a hard hit sends me falling flat on the flo
Vynessa;“Do you feel pain over here?” I hear a female voice for the one hundred times, and slowly, my eyelids blink open. A wave of intense pain hits my head but I'm unable to scream ‘cause the whole of me feels weak. My heart races but calmly. My eyes faintly travel across the strange room and face looking over me. “Where….am I?” With the little strength in me, I ask.“Father, she is awake!!” The lady screams out, darting out of the room. Who is….she? And why…She sprints back into the room. An old man with the Gamma of the Rogue, follows behind her. My eyelids stretch a little when I set my eyes on the old man. Who is he, and why does he look familiar? I’ve seen his face before but I can’t remember where. “How are you feeling, Child?” The old man sits by the bedside. The back of his hand is placed on my neck. “G…..” My throat stretches but is unable to say a word. It feels dry, and thirsty.“It’s fine, Child. You will find your voice after drinking water.” The old man snaps his
My feet slowly carry me to wherever, as my temples pound like they’re about to explode.Camila? How? Why? I’ve seen things in life. Friends betraying friends. Business partners betraying business partners. Lovers betraying lovers, but family betraying family….. is fucking new to me. Family is considered a man’s shield. When the world is against you and you need somewhere to fall back in. Having a place to rest, shut your eyes a bit after a long day, or after facing most of those challenges. As much as Father was every shade of wrong when it came to his life, power, and the pack. He was still a little bit conscious about his household. I knew he didn't fucking allow Mother to have a voice because of his pride. But I saw the regret in his eyes when he found out Mother knew about his affair with Freya.It took him everything to seek Mother’s forgiveness. In that moment in time, Father made me understand how it was vital for a man to always put his family first. He did his wrongs, bu
Making another move, he turns around in a flash and darts into the woods. I sprint after him in the fastest way ever. Just like that night, the bastard is fucking fast, and I think his ability is more than that of a wolf. What the fuck is he?Still chasing after him, when his scents begin to fade into the thin air. And then, I lost him. Adjusting side by side as my eyes search for him. These woods aren't as complex as most woods, so how the fuck did he vanish into thin air?“What’s going on, Alpha?” I hear Cormac call out to me from behind.“Did you see him?” My face etch with worry as I stare at Cormac and the rest of my warriors who are behind him.“Who, Alpha?” The confusion on Cormac’s face is very evident.Pointing in the direction the unknown man vanished. “The bastard who looks just like me. Didn't you catch the whiff of his scent when we stepped out of the tent,” Cormac was the closest to me at that moment. He should have seen the unknown man.“I saw nothing, Alpha. And the o
“Kael, send everyone out,” I order.Clapping his hands, “Alright, ladies. This way.” He points in the direction of the door. Standing by the side and waiting for them to leave. When the last one does, Kael throws me a little salute before joining them.Shaking my head, I send my attention back to Cormac. “So tell me, Cormac, what is the fucking message?”“Erm…. He said to let you know that, he’s forbidden to step foot ever again in the pack. He won’t be….”“Should I fucking go drag him here?” I stand to my feet, my forehead knits.“No, Arkon. I don’t think going rough on him will help. He’s already going through so much, and the best is for you to go easy on him. He gave me a suggestion, and I think that’s the only way things can work out.”“I’m losing my patience, Cormac. Fucking say what it is.”Cormac clears his throat into his fist. “He wants you to bring your mate to him.”“What?” My fingers dig through my hair as my shoulders jerk. I laugh hard in frustration, placing my right h
Alpha Arkon;It's been hours now and her wounds still look the same. Why is her wolf not healing her? Does she not have the ability to?My eyes waver through the body of my mate, and my rage erupts. I ball my fingers into fists wishing I could just rip off Freya right this instant. But nah. It’s never in my nature to go aggressive with women.My eyes shut momentarily as I try to calm my agitating wolf. He is fucking mad at me that I let Freya live after what Freya did to our mate. But he’s an animal and will never understand. Sending my eyes to Cormac. “She doesn't look like someone who will heal. Get me the physician.”“Does she not have a wolf?” Kael moves away from the wall and strolls closer to the bedside.“She does. Atan can feel her wolf.”“Then why is she not healing?”“I have no idea, Kael. I think something is wrong with her wolf. I’ve never heard her wolf roar, or speak, something that is common among she-wolves. There is something odd, and I can only know if I do my findi