Arric reacted, using one hand to grab her by the nape of her neck and the other to frame one side of her neck. He leaned into her, leaving a hairbreadth between their faces, and snarled. "If I were a moment later than I was, you would have died! Along with our child, Eirika, do you understand that?! One minute! One goddamn minute! And I would have lost you both!" Arric was literally vibrating with restraints. Eirika could feel his fear, hurt, and anger. The intensity of his concern and fear got to her the most. "I didn't know…" she whispered, "I didn't know I was pregnant. There's no way I would have put myself at risk if I had known. I will never hurt our pup, Arric." Arric let out a shaky breath. His eyes grew stormy with arrays of emotions. He was going to be a father! Eirika was carrying his pup! He wanted to pull away when she gingerly cupped his jaw but he couldn't. The last few hours had been horrific for him. He had imagined all kinds of terror befalling her and sighting
Arric and Eirika made their way down the grand staircase. The sound of clanging pots and sizzling bacon emanated from the kitchen, signaling that breakfast was in full swing. As they entered the kitchen, they were greeted by the sight of Arric's men busy at work. Bishop was at the stove, expertly flipping pancakes while keeping a watchful eye on the bacon and sausages. York, Jarom, Caineghis, Danny; Arric’s combat pilot, Jett; the copilot, and Jimothy were scattered around the room, each one taking care of a different task. York was pouring coffee, Jarom was mixing oatmeal, Caineghis was cracking eggs, Danny was toasting bread and Jimothy was slicing fruit. The aroma of breakfast filled the air, making Eirika's stomach growl. Toby, Nina, and Nigel were already seated at the table, digging into their plates of food. Toby was munching on a piece of bacon, Nina was spreading butter on her pancakes, and Nigel was taking his coffee. The kitchen was a large and spacious room with gran
After breakfast, they moved to the living room – a luxurious space designed with style and exuding an air of elegance, comfort, and opulence. The centerpiece of the room was a large, plush sofa, upholstered in black leather with matching armchairs, arranged around a glass-top coffee table atop a circular Persian rug. The seating area was positioned to create an inviting and intimate atmosphere, with ample space for socializing and relaxation. The walls were painted in a muted, neutral tone and the room had four large windows, allowing plenty of natural light to flood the room, creating a warm and inviting ambiance. Window blinds were added for privacy and to complement the room's aesthetic. Floor lamps, table lamps, and sconces were strategically placed to give the room superb lightning. A crystal prism chandelier hung at the center of the ceiling, adding a touch of glamour and sophistication to the space. Expensive art hung on the side walls between window panels. Sculptures and vase
Arric arrived at the Easterners' headquarters with Bishop at his side, and Jarom following closely behind. The room was filled with humans, and with his heightened senses he could pick up on the distinct smell of fear all around him, whispers, and furtive glances followed them as they passed, but he paid them no mind, focusing his attention on the tall, bulky man ahead; the head of the Easterners, Zachary. "Welcome, Alpha Arric. Thank you for coming," the Eastern head, Zachary, said as he greeted them at the door. "I'm sorry about your father's passing. He was… a good… man." "Thank you," Arric replied, with an amused smirk. Jarom cleared his throat meaningfully. Bishop let out a derisive huff. "Please, follow me to my office." Arric nodded and followed Zachary, with Bishop and Jarom flanking him. They walked through the halls, with the sound of their footsteps echoing loudly. As they entered Zachary's office which was spacious enough to accommodate twenty people, Arric couldn't he
Eirika woke up to a masked figure bearing down on her with a knife to her throat. Her heart picked up speed as the sides of the man's cold eyes wrinkled in a smile. His eyes were dull green. He was a werewolf. "Glad you could finally join us, princess," the man said in a gruff voice behind a leather mask. "Eirika, I am so sorry," Eirika heard Toby's voice and wanted to jerk her face in that direction, and only got her skin nicked with the sharp edge of the knife as a result. "Careful now, I don't want you dead yet," her assailant said. Eirika could feel her own blood trickling down the sides of her neck. "What did you do, Toby?!" Eirika growled through clenched teeth. "They were going to hurt my parents, I had to do as they said!" he said with a whimper. "It's okay, Toby, it's okay," Eirika said. She felt hurt that her friend could put her and her pup in danger like this but understood he wouldn't have without due pressure. The man holding the knife to her throat beamed.
As Arric slowly opened his eyes, he felt a sharp pain in his head and a strong sensation of dizziness. His back felt raw and the pain was excruciating. He couldn't immediately recall where he was or what had happened, but as he took in his surroundings, it all started to come back to him. He remembered the meeting, the sudden gas leak that had caused chaos and panic, and his desperate efforts to lead the humans out of the building before the explosion had ripped through the air. The first thing he noticed was the steady hum of an aircraft engine and the gentle swaying of the cabin around him. He tried to sit up, but his muscles were weak, and his body felt heavy and sluggish. He looked around and saw that he was lying on a bed, surrounded by his team. Bishop was standing next to him, with a relieved smile on his face. "Bless the goddess! Boss, you're awake," Bishop said, placing a hand on Arric's shoulder. Arric tried to speak, but his throat was dry, and his voice came out as a h
"Let's go inside," Arric rasped. Bishop quickly came to stand by his side. Arric held on to Eirika, leaning on her a little as the three returned to the house. Toby and Nina were rushing out of the house as Eirika, Arric, and Bishop got to the porch. Relief gleamed in Toby's eyes and then guilt. Nina rushed forward to wrap her arms around Eirika's neck, sobbing quietly. "Are you okay?" Eirika asked. She nodded as she drew back. Her face was splashed with blood and there was a deep gash on her left arm. "Danny and Jett have gone to get doctors," Eirika assured. She nodded, giving Eirika a searching gaze. She nodded in reassurance which made more tears fall down the human girl's eyes. Toby too was wounded; the male human wrapped one of his arms around his middle and his face was a mask of bruises and cuts. He hung his head, not making any move to come close to Eirika. "Are you okay, Toby?" Eirika asked. He nodded without raising his head. Arric thought that was odd. "You can
When she was done she lowered her gaze to the fresh towel remaining in the bowl and picked it up and before she could stop herself, wrapped her fingers around his need. Arric took in a sharp breath. Eirika slowly used the towel to gently clean him up. Arric felt like she was tutoring him with pleasure. He loved the feel of her hands on him and the tender way she tended to him as if he was precious made his heart constrict. He felt her use the towel to dap his broad tip and then when she moved downward, working her way to his hilt her fingers were stroking the rest of him. His breathing grew gruff and loud. He was certain if she kept that up, he was going to spill all over her hands. Eirika watched as his cum pooled at the tip of his shaft. She knew she had already crossed the boundary of just cleaning him up. She was wet and aching for him too now. She licked her lips at the sight, took a deep breath, and lowered her face to take him in her mouth. "Eiry…" Arric groaned and bucked i