Rockan“Don't do that," I said, pulling her hand away from her face. "I want to hear how good I make you feel."I could feel her body tremble underneath me.Then I stopped, I stood up and watched how she squirmed as she made feeble attempts to push me back down but failed. I was aroused and still found her cute at the same time.In an attempt to rid myself of the restrictions I was beginning to feel, I moved down to the edge of the bed, pulling her towards me. “Come," I said and it was almost as though she couldn’t think for herself anymore. I could feel she was completely aroused and so was I.She settled on my legs, wrapping hers around my waist. Her kisses were urgent, hungry. I could feel her need in every touch, every movement. My hands roamed her body, feeling her warmth and softness against me.Her hands found their way to my briefs, fumbling with the top. She managed to pull it down, and my throbbing cock sprang free. It stood at attention, eager and ready. She couldn't resis
Denera I stirred from my slumber, the sounds of birds chirping outside filtering through the hazy fog of my consciousness. As the sun's rays peeked through a small opening in the curtains, the bright light met my eyes, causing me to frown and blink rapidly.Slowly, I opened my eyes, greeted by the familiar surroundings of the bedroom. However, as I came more fully awake, I realized that my body was not feeling its usual self. A dull, persistent ache throbbed in my head, and my limbs felt heavy and sore.Despite the discomfort, a big, content smile spread across my lips. I couldn't quite remember the details of the night before, but the lingering warmth and happiness on my face told me it had been a memorable evening.Stretching gingerly, I let out a quiet groan as my muscles protested the movement. The soreness was a reminder that I may have pushed myself a bit too far, but the blissful grin on my face suggested I had no regrets.“What the hell is this headache?” I muttered. Rubbing
Tyris I spent the entire night in agony. The sounds drifting through the walls from my brother's chambers haunted me. Each moan and cry from Denera stabbed me like a knife, a cruel reminder that she was my mate too. Yet, there she was with Rockan, the brother I revered and feared in equal measure. The night seemed endless, each passing hour gnawing at my soul with betrayal, anger, and a broken heart. I paced my chambers, unable to find solace in sleep.Morning brought no relief. The first light of dawn filtered through the heavy drapes, casting long shadows that mirrored the turmoil within me. I dressed quickly, donning my usual attire with deliberate precision, trying to mask the storm brewing inside. My mind raced as I prepared for the elders’ and leaders’ daily meeting, a gathering I now dreaded.The pack house was more of a castle, a sprawling fortress with stone walls that had stood for centuries. It was a place of power and tradition, a symbol of our pack's strength and domi
Tyris’ POV“And you are?”“Serena, Serena my lord.” She answered seductively.My fingers met with her hair, it had a semblance of Denera’s. It probably was what caught my attention to her in the first place. The thoughts of Denera’s screams the previous night painted a vivid image in my head, making my anger boil more, and due to that, my grip on her hair hardened and she winced from the sudden change in my countenance. I should’ve been the one making Denera moan like that. “You know why you’re here, right?” I pressed on, forcing her head up so she could look at me. I watched the struggle in her eyes as her jaw tightened from the pain that came from pulling her hair down. “Yes sir,” she whispered curtly. “And do you fully agree to this?” I pressed on with my questions even when I knew she had no say in it entirely.Even with my rage, I was still a gentleman and I would rather not disrespect another man’s property. Unlike my brother who doesn’t care about the consequences of his
DeneraThe maid stood silently as I ate, her presence both comforting and unnerving. I picked at the food, overwhelmed by the lavish spread in front of me.“Is there anything else you need?” I asked, breaking the silence.“No, my lady,” she replied, her tone respectful but firm. “I am here to assist you.”“Assist me?” I repeated, unsure of what that entailed.“Yes, I will be by your side from now on, to teach you our ways and to serve you,” she said. “I will only leave when the Alpha returns.”Her words surprised me. “And your name?”“Rachel,” she answered, a soft smile gracing her lips. “Shall we begin your day?”I nodded, still trying to adjust to this new life. Rachel led me to the bathroom, where she filled the tub with warm water, fragrant with herbs.As I sank into the water, I felt the tension in my muscles ease. Rachel began to wash my hair, her fingers gentle but firm.“You don’t have to do this, you know,” I said, feeling a twinge of guilt.“It’s my duty, my lady,” she repli
DenaraThe day was finally upon us, the day the whole pack except me of course was waiting for. It was the day our next alpha, alpha Tim’s only son, was coming back home from his five year study trip.So it only meant one thing for us: the packhouse maids. More work! Though other maids could see a positive side to this, I couldn’t because it meant more people would visit the packhouse and more people visiting the packhouse would mean more errands for us.Running more errands wasn’t exactly my problem, the problem was running errands around people. I dreaded being around people because the more people in my space, the smaller I felt.“You have been on that spot for how long now?” The familiar voice of Freya, my cousin, made me turn to know who else was with her.It was Magda, the chief of the maids. I didn’t know when they entered because I was lost in thoughts.“And you are still standing there looking at what?” Magda asked. I quickly turned and continued what I was doing, hoping the
DenaraDisbelief flooded through me as Freya's words sank in. My parents...traitors? It was almost impossible to comprehend.Random fragments of memories I had of them began to flood my mind. They seemed kind, so peaceful. My father and mother would never have done such a terrible thing - or even thought about it. They were killed because they tried to take over the alpha's position?"Your dad was the Beta?" Bruno asked, his eyes wide with realization and devastation.I stared at him, my own eyes surely reflecting the same mix of emotions. "I-I don't understand," I stammered, feeling unsteady on my feet. "This can't be true. My parents were good people. They would never..."My voice trailed off as the implications of Freya's revelation sank in. If what she was saying was true, then everything I thought I knew about my family was a lie.I felt dizzy, and the room around me began to spin. Overwhelmed, I took a step forward, reaching out towards Bruno, seeking his steadying presence. B
~Denera~….The thunderstorms had been going on for hours. It was cold and dark, the cottage's wooden walls creaked as the wind blew hard against it. I had my blanket to keep me company as I quietly drew on the sketch pad on my lap. Aunt Rosa and her family were settled at the main house. I initially used to feel bad about this but after sometime, I grew accustomed to it. Plus I would rather be alone in an old cottage than stay in a cosy house with the likes of them. I jerked up from my bed when I heard a loud bang against the door. At first, I assumed it was one of the calamities of the thunderstorm but then it rhythmically happened again. “Open up!” Someone yelled from outside, making me rush out of bed to check it was. Uncle?Abruptly I turned the knob open and he instantly shoved me aside before walking in. “You bastard! Haven’t I warned you to never lock the door? Look how damp I am now!” Uncle Austin growled. “I’m sorry sir.” I whimpered, wondering why he came here in the f