Scarlett awoke feeling very comfortable, snuggled in a pleasant warm cocoon - although something was poking her stomach. Frowning she reached down wondering what was in her bed, grabbing it she shoved it away, hearing a grunt. She froze, realising the thick hard thing poking her was not a random item in her bed, something she realised the moment she had pushed it.
“Fuck Red!” Elijah groaned, letting go of her and rolling onto his back. The sharp shove to his dick was not the way he wanted to wake up, Scarlett covered her mouth stifling a giggle.
“Oops sorry... but why the hell are you in my bed?”
Elijah raised an eyebrow, his eyes still full of sleep as he looked at her and making her heart skip a beat as she realised she was living a dream. She had just woken up in Elijah Westwood’s arms…
“This is my bed, you came on to me sweetheart.” He mocked, pulling her against him. She grabbed his bare shoulders looking into his eyes, not expe
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Scarlett looked up in shock, never had she felt such power rolling off Elijah as she did just now. It was like a tidal wave had just hit her with full force, emanating from him in waves. Although her mind was screaming at her to put some distance between them, her instincts were telling her differently, she knew from the calmness within her that her wolf felt safe with him too. She turned her attention back to the monster before her. Zidane Malone – Alpha of the Desert Storm Pack… the cold-hearted beast who was meant to be her father… He was the first to look away from Elijah, neither males reigned in their power and it was clear from the other wolves around Zidane that they were being affected by it. “Scarlett… it’s been years, won't you greet your father?” He said, despite the ever so casual remark, there was nothing normal about it. His eyes looked murderous and the chilling tone to his voice screamed danger. “I don’t see anyone around
“Come join us.” The same woman spoke, her tongue running along her plump lips. All three were beautiful that was for sure, their curvaceous bodies, smooth skin, each a different shade that looked enticing as they rubbed their breasts against each other and kissed erotically. But for the first time in Elijah’s life, he averted his gaze feeling repulsed. Simply looking at them felt like a betrayal to Scarlett. The thought of his gorgeous creamy skinned doll, the haze seemed to clear a little and he knew he needed to get out. He turned, pulling at the door, growling when he realised it was locked. He hissed realising the entire thing was made from fucking silver. “Open this fucking door!” He growled knowing someone must be outside. He tensed feeling a pair of hands run down his chest, he turned growling at the woman who dared to touch him. His vision swaying slightly, the drug that had been burned in the room was getting to him. “Don’t
The Desert Storm pack lands were huge, dense forestry surrounded most of the borders. The patrol was heavy and the wolves all looked rough, most had some sort of scars on their bodies as they walked around shirtless. The packhouse was a stunning building, second only to the Alpha’s mansion. The training ground was also huge, sectioned into different areas and it was full of wolves of all ages, training according to their levels. Where Elijah’s pack encourage pups to start to train from as young as 6 years of age it was not mandatory, here it seemed that it was compulsory as soon as the pup could talk and walk. Scarlett watched the little 3 and 4-year-olds do their training. They were made to lift heavy weights and carry them across the field, if any of them stopped or dropped it they had to restart. Many were silently crying but fear had been instilled in them, none daring to utter a sound. She felt a wave of sadness wash over her, thinking how brutal Zidane was, eve
Scarlett and Elijah looked at her surprised, Scarlett had never heard of it before. Although Elijah had, it was a sick and twisted practice that was mostly unheard of… The woman looked around, then motioned the two to follow her. “I shouldn’t talk about this… but… I think you should know.” She said, her eyes lingering on them. Something about the two gave her a good feeling. Scarlett placed the knife down but Elijah refused to let her go, she frowned at him but he simply looked into those green eyes, making her heart skip a beat and guilt settle within her. “Don’t touch me.” She said, looking away as his arm settled around her waist, teasingly brushing against the hem of her shirt. Elijah smirked despite her comment, there was no hostility or command in her voice. “I want to.” He said, she looked into his eyes her own heart skipped a beat, why was he being so nice? Especially after the way she had treated him.. She didn’t have time to pond
She wanted him and he wanted her. Nothing else mattered, for now. The worry and concern were gone, they were not stepbrother and sister but two souls who shared a connection that they could not put into words. That was enough. Scarlett moaned softly against his lips, locking her legs around his waist as they shared burning kisses. Her hands roaming his body hungrily as his hand ran down her hips and squeezed her ass, the other cupping her neck. Their bodies were coursing with sparks of pleasure, the need and desire for the other consuming them. Scarlett tugged at his shirt wanting to feel his skin against her, breaking the kiss to pull his shirt off. Elijah reached for her bobble, tugging it out and letting her hair free. Looking into her eyes, she was beautiful, perfect, and she was his. Making a silent promise that come whatever, he was never giving her up. Fuck fate, he would carve his own fucking future. They kissed each other hungrily before he broke awa
Elijah slowly dropped onto the bed next to her, pulling her against his chest and placing a soft kiss on her forehead. He rested his chin on top of her head, neither spoke, the sheer weight of what they had just done clear in their minds. Neither regretted it, even if they were supposed step-siblings and if anyone back home found out it would cause issues Elijah didn’t care, he wanted Scarlett by his side. He wanted her as his Luna… If her mate turned up he wouldn’t hesitate to tear his heart out. The sheer reality of his thoughts made him slowly move back. He looked down at her, not missing the way her chest rose and fell. Not wanting the mood to become serious, he placed a cocky smirk on his lips. “So was it everything you dreamed of?” He said teasingly stroking her ass, god he loved her ass. He wanted to fuck her bent over and see it move… his dick twitched and he pushed the thought out of his head. He would fuck her in every way possible, he wou
She stepped back smiling as she cupped Scarlett’s face. “You look nothing like him… just the eye colour… I would never have made the link.” “Umm thanks?” Scarlett said stepping away from her. Candice’s smile now faded. “You shouldn’t be here… it isn't safe.” She said, now frowning as she looked around. “I know… but I can’t turn a blind eye on everything that’s happening here.” “What made you return here…?” Candice asked now pacing restlessly. “Zidane sent men after me… and they found me, so I came before he decided to attack.” Scarlett said. Candice looked at her worried. “I have no idea why he wants you now but you best leave.” She whispered. Elijah stepped forward gripping Scarlett’s hips he pulled her against him, her ass pressing against him. “We will… but I want to know, if… we were to plan something how many of this pack would side with me?” Scarlett asked softly. Candice’s eyes widened in shock, frowning as s
Elijah frowned, the man had clearly lost his sanity as he spewed nonsense, his eyes fixed on Scarlett. “I would never side with you and your sadistic ways.” Scarlett said. “Yes, you will! I am the reason you are on this fucking earth!” He hissed, his canines elongating. “Keep pissing me off and it’ll be your heart I tear out!” Scarlett shot back, her eyes turning a steely silver. Even her wolf seemed on edge. She could feel her anger towards Zidane, although her presence only became known in her head when she turned 18 she knew the pain this man had caused Scarlett. The abuse she had suffered at this mans hand, most that she had blocked out, to the extent even her own mother never knew of. But she wouldn’t be afraid of him, not anymore, she wasn’t a little girl anymore. Zidane growled in anger, his Alpha aura rolling off him in waves. Elijah was next to follow, staring him down but all eyes turned to Scarlett, the strong energy that rolled off her was