“I have no place…here.” Kain's fingers loosened their hold on her cheeks, and slipped down to her bottom lip, plucking it from between her teeth. He scowled.For as long as he could remember, he could never control his anger. He always had to vent whenever something upset him…it was either he killed the person who aggravated him, destroyed everything he saw or allowed his wolf to take over. When he was thundering through the woods in search of her, all that was on his mind was breaking both her ankles, bounding her with chains, and then thoroughly imprinting his ownership into her mind no matter what it took. Even now, he was itching to break her….so that she would never forget that he owned and controlled her…that he was her air. But if he was to do as he wanted, she would only become more pathetic in his eyes. She was already too filthy to desire. And too useless to keep. It shouldn’t get any worse than that. Still, running away from this was not an option for her. She was his b
“By the way…that sister of yours…” Denise stiffened. “M-My sister?”“…I was wondering how much tears you would shed if I killed her…” He grinned. Her blood ran cold, legs weakening where she stood, “Y-Y-You what?”Kain was as cold as ice, but to think, he would also try to hurt her family on top of the heartache he caused. What was he trying to do this time? Did he want her to beg? She looked up at him, tugging her hand out of his hold and bringing it to her side. He glanced back at her then, and tilted his head, amused by the sudden fire in her eyes. He smirked. “What? Shouldn’t I?”“H-Haven’t you had enough?!” Her fists clenched and visibly shook at her side. “Why…Why are you…doing this to me?! Why are you trying to ruin my life more than it is already? Does it excite you seeing me at my lowest? You said you hated how I was, so I didn’t cry in front of you, I didn’t beg you to spare me of all this! But is that what you want me to do right now? Cry and beg? Kain, is that what you
“Enough of that. Lets get you clean.” His hand slipped from her hair and back to his side. He turned and walked off, opening the door to his room and holding it. He looked at her expectantly, his eyes telling her to enter quickly.Deeming that it was now okay to stand to her feet, Denise pushed herself up and dragged her way over to him, stepping inside his room and then following him into the bathroom. The place was a wreck…different from how she left it.“I can…clean myself.” She mumbled, standing by the door with her nails scratching at her wrist as she watched him turn on the faucet. Her skin kept itching and it probably wasn’t because she was currently filthy.The more Kain spoke, the more being in her own skin felt suffocating. She shouldn’t have been born this way if her fate was like this.“I thought we agreed that you’d be obedient tonight.” He stepped over to her and reached for the front of her dress that held her breasts in. Denise stood still as his nails sunk through the
Fixing the towel atop her head, Denise slipped one foot out of the tub, then the other. The water cascaded down her pristine skin, dripping to the wet floor beneath her. She inched over to the door on the tip of her toes and locked it from the inside before lowering herself onto the stool Kain had been sitting on. She wiped herself with another towel and draped it over the side of the tub. Then…with a deep breath, her fingers inched towards her crotch. It felt like an hour had already passed since she had been in the bathroom. But Kain hadn’t come to get her. That meant he was giving her time…time to do as he asked. ‘I’m giving you fifteen minutes. I want you stretched and ready for me.’She swallowed thickly as she remembered his exact words. He was telling her to prepare herself. The situation she had hoped wouldn’t happen…was happening. But she wanted no part in having him touch her while knowing he loved another. Rather than finding pleasure in sex, this once, she wanted to thin
“You did well.”Kain eased his shoulders off the headboard and leaned forward, pressing his cock against her stomach as the hand that ran through her hair moved to her hip, holding her tightly. Slowly, he began to retreat from her hole and a satisfied smirk drew over his features when her face contorted and her hole tightened around him, as if trying to keep it buried inside. He could tell that she was impatient to have him…for Denise was a woman who’s thirst for him was written all over her face. It was almost ridiculous…the thought of anyone longing for his affection. But…it was also more satisfying than he had imagined.“However…” His finger emerged from beneath her then his hand slid over her thighs, joining the other on the small curve of her hips. “You should’ve followed my orders properly.” With his hold tight and his fingers sinking into her skin, he lifted her ass off his thighs and rammed her onto his thick cock without so much as a warning. Her skin slapped against his as
The next morning, Denise shifted awake. Her eyes fluttered open while her lips parted to yawn, welcoming the view of one side of Kain’s room. She had not remembered falling asleep last night but strangely, she had not dreamt of the dead or her mother. The dream of the pooling blood and the voice cursing her did not repeat either. Instead, she had slept rather soundly. And that was quite odd. She rarely ever managed to sleep this well.But the soft breaths she soon heard behind her, told her the reason. Kain had slept in his bed next to her. That had never happened before. Why…did he stay? Perhaps he forgot to leave?Shifting very gently on the bed with her hands curled up against her chest, she turned her body towards him, eyes running over his face. He looked peaceful and harmless while he slept, almost like an innocent puppy with his handsome face, messy hair and long lashes. Why couldn’t he be this calm and peaceful when awake?Sighing, she pushed herself up slowly then settled one
Days Later: (Inside Denise’s dream)“I curse you.” The voice was loud, louder than she’d ever heard it. And the scene that surrounded her was vivid, more vivid than before. The darkness that had been lurking was no more. Instead, she could clearly make out people around her, those she’d never seen before. They were watching her, and each of their faces beared nothing but fear. But they didn’t move, as if there was something amidst the blood beneath them that held them captive. “I curse you!” The voice slammed against her eardrums, and Denise’s hands flew up, shielding them as her bulged eyes instinctively searched for the one who’d spoken. But just like the rest of the nights she’d dreamt of the same thing, the owner of the voice had not shown herself. Denise took a step back, then dashed in the other direction. She didn’t know where she was running to, but she desperately wanted to get out…out of this nightmare. “Ahhh!” Suddenly, a callous hand grasped her feet, holding her in plac
“I’m not a good cook myself but you’re a worse case. I’d say your cooking taste’s much like that woman’s.”Denise’s brows pulled together. A woman? She wondered if he was referring to his mother but she didn’t voice her curiosity. He seemed to dislike talking about his family, based on his physical behaviour when he mentioned his father earlier. Seeing as he killed him, perhaps they had some bad blood? Or if she were to guess, she’d say he simply hated his family for no good reason…considering his personality. Kain moved over to the overhead cupboard and took out his smallest rice cooker. He settled it on the counter and turned to her. Seeing her curious expression, he sighed. “I was talking about my mother.” He clarified, “When she did touch the kitchen, this…” he gestured to the things on the counter. “…was almost always what she’d make. It got to the point where I threw up a few times. I still despise having had to force it down.” Her lips parted slightly. “Oh…” Just as she thoug
“Why are you here? I never expected you of all people to come looking for me.” Denise crossed her arms on her chest as she stared over at Marcy who had arrived on the pack lands. She cocked her hips and flipped her hair, setting a black duffle bag on the floor beside her feet. “Sure you didn’t.” She laughed, noisily chewing on a gum. “I volunteered to deliver Mother's message. You should be thankful. How dare you keep me waiting?” “You volunteered? That’s hard to believe. What do you want? Tell me so I can go back inside.”“Before that…I must say I’m glad we finally have the chance to talk.” Marcy stepped closer. She was grinning widely but there was nothing but malice flowing between them. “Is it only me, or is your face still so damn annoying?” Her hand lifted, fingers grazing Denise’s hair. They drifted through the strands, then brushed the soft flesh of her cheek. The tip of the nails sunk in, almost pricking through the skin. Denise stood unflinching in front of her, a wry smi
“So…” Kain sat at the edge of the bed, his hands clasped together and his elbows on his thigh. The dark, pensive mood swallowing the room said that he was cooking up something dangerous in his mind. “…you have a stalker? Why am I just now hearing this?” His gaze raised to look at her, his left brow furrowing. “An admirer.” Denise said, watching from the corner of her eyes as his expression grew annoyed. “A fucking disgusting stalker.” “Disgusting, eh? You’ve been following me around, does that count?” “I’m serious.” He reached forward to grab the box out of her hands but Denise shoved it behind her. “You shouldn’t have that thing so close. It might be dangerous. Give it to me.” He expectantly opened his palm with a sigh and she only stared down at it. “Denise?” He pressed. “These have never been dangerous.” “Just give it to me.” He got up and stood to his full height, towering over her as he reached for the box again. Denise quickly slipped it under her arm, then between her
Kain Valcor. A hardheaded Alpha who took orders from no one, and a man who had to be on top. Wreaking havoc, preying on the weak and completely breaking the strong…had been his idea of a fun time for as long as he could remember. And until his mate arrived amidst all that chaos, it was the first time he wanted anything other than power. It was the first time…he desperately desired a woman. From the very moment he met her…his eyes instinctively followed her every move. He watched her like a hawk…her body language, her features, her emotions. He studied her like a book. She was easy to read and even easier to manipulate. He wanted to control her, to completely master the wolf inside her. But the more he watched her, the more time he spent with her….he realized that it wasn’t just her power that he desired. Whenever she was in front of him, he hated to look at her. Whenever she touched him, he hated the irritating sensation that scattered across his skin. And whenever he looked in her h
As expected of Kain, that ‘touch you a little’ became so much more in so little time. One moment his head was buried under Denise’s shirt then one thing led to another and her top had somehow relocated across the room. Her back slid up the cold glass as he took her bud between his teeth, nibbling on it. Denise bit her lip, tightening her legs around him. For a long torturous time now, he had only been playing with a single nipple and completely ignored the other. The urge for him to spare her left bud with just a bit of attention was becoming unbearable. Was he teasing her? She arched, sinking her hand into his hair. “Kain…”Kain slipped his hand under her waistband, pushing it down her hips. Her feet settled on the floor, but only for the second it took to kick it off. “You’re wet.” Kain whispered into her ear, as his intruding fingers climbed below, brushing her most sensitive parts without hesitation. He dipped inside her crack, and his index curled as soon as it pushed deeper, th
“There’s so much I want to do right now…” Before Kain knew it, his desires had slipped through his lips and laid bare for Denise to hear. “…lewd things…to touch you all over…to feel your lips~”“I can…see that…” Denise pulled her lips between her teeth as she looked up at him awkwardly through her lashes. It was true. Desire was dancing in his eyes. These days…he had made it painfully obvious, and though those kinds of desirous looks were something she had seen from various men…Kain made it feel different. He made her feel different. She tried to avoid his gaze but even though she wasn’t looking at him, the feel of his unyielding gaze continued to waver her composure. This was the kind of thing she couldn’t run away from….the unmistakable feeling of wanting to give in. Ever since the night they had dinner, she was aware that many of her walls had crumbled. She wanted to keep her distance, but her efforts were fruitless because there was rarely ever a time when he wasn’t within her vi
“Kain, what the hell?” Denise shuffled over, putting a bit of space between them which Kain quickly closed. “Is there ever a moment when you're not rude?” “Its fine.” Hailey laughed. “I was going to go get something to eat anyway. Want anything? We have alot of food left actually.” Kain had made sure that he packed their own food himself before coming here. She wasn’t sure where he got it all from but they had tons left. He said it was a safety measure, still Denise found it a bit rude. Luckily, Alpha Stewart didn’t seem to think much of it. “Are there any more apples?” “I’ll check.” Hailey turned on her feet and walked back towards the place where they were staying. They had been given a house separate from Stewart’s packhouse. It had alot of rooms so everyone got to sleep comfortably. The Queen’s guards, however, refused any accommodation and stayed outside even at night. “You told me to watch the kids…” Kain frowned, “…well now they’re here. Why are you hanging out with Hailey
“Mind telling me again why you're here?” Denise bit into her apple as she sat on a huge boulder outside Alpha Stewart's house. Just as she promised, she came back to visit her old pack after spending a day at Josh's (Trey's human friend). She didn’t plan on staying for more than a few hours, but somehow, it’d already passed three days in their pack. The wolves were still a bit uncomfortable in her presence but welcoming nonetheless. It’d been a fun time, except for the few inconveniences…one of which was Hailey.They hadn’t said much to eachother, mainly because Denise avoided any and all confrontations, but her constant staring was managing to become a huge bother. It wasn’t a glare, but a desperate stare that felt like it was begging Denise to look at her.“I volunteered… to be one of your guards during your stay here.” Hailey smiled brightly, scurrying over to Denise and bowing slightly. She was wearing a blue dress that hugged her small figure neatly, but compared to the last tim
“Kain. Are you going to keep drinking even when your food is right infront of you?” With a heavy sigh, Denise dipped her fork into her burrito bowl and jammed it into a piece of chicken. Instead of bringing the fork to her lips, she twirled it around the bowl, sighing again as she stared blankly at Kain. Their food had arrived over half an hour ago. The table had stake, tacos, pasta, salmon, salads and plates that she hadn’t even touched yet. She mostly ate the shrimp pasta while taking small bites out of everything else. All the while, the one who ordered…had been busy drinking. He wasn’t as triggered as she thought he was, seeing as he hadn’t gotten aggressive. Maybe she was a bit too harsh with her expectations. “Kain.” She called his name again, barely grabbing his attention. He looked up at her, but his eyes weren’t at all focused. “I didn’t come here to watch you drink.” “You can have a drink too…only a glass though” He pushed his glass over to her side, gesturing for her to
“I already ordered for the both of us.” “I don’t even get to choose what I want to eat? Wow.” “There’s alot to choose from, don’t worry. I’m sure you'll like the food here.” Kain's fingers drew circles on her back, each twirl threatening to force out a shiver. “Kain.” Her voice took on a warning tone as she grasped his arm. “How many times are you going to make me repeat myself? Don't touch me.” “Why?” He feigned innocence and leaned back, then grinned when her eyes narrowed on his form. “Fine.” His arm retreated, but he shifted his chair closer to hers, nudging her with his shoulder. “Why don’t you tell me about your endeavours the past few years? What’ve you been doing?” “Hiding from you.” She deadpanned, picking up her glass of water and taking a short sip. “What else?” She settled it back on the table and watched him silently while he picked up the same glass and drank from it despite having his own in front of him. His adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped down every last drop a