Allister POV***trigger warning: some content deals with consent or lack there of. Reader discretion is advised ***“What do you mean that he got away?!” I screamed at my men who stood before me with their tail in between their legs.“And where the fuck is Claire?” I had sent Claire to the warehouse to act as if she were one of the missing pack members. She had a nack for the theatrics. I knew she wouldn’t let me down.Aaron, one of my new members, avoided my eyes and looked down at the ground. “One of his men was able to get him out before we could get to Claire.”I ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated by my pack members’ incompetence.“That didn’t answer my question. Where the fuck is Claire?!” I bellowed.The three men cowered at my fury. “She……she didn’t…make it, sir.” Leon, one of the new member’s said. “By the time we got to her she was….dismembered.”I looked up to the ceiling and let out a curse. I should have known better than to send rogues to handle Alpha Callan. “You
Callan POV I felt the moment that Sera wasn’t next to me. It was if a string were attached from her to myself. When she moved away my soul felt like it was being pulled in her direction. With my eyes still closed, I heard the faint sound of her footsteps retreating towards her old room. I wasn’t sure why she would need to go in there, then again there were so many moments of time that were blank, making me wonder how long I had been out of it. I slowly opened my eyes to see I was under a sheet and the soft duvet. Attached to my arms and chest were wires and tubes connected to the various monitoring machines that stood next to the bed. I needed out of this bed. I needed to slowly torture and drain Allister of his insignificant life from him. My anger was the fuel I needed to sit up. Everything in my body screamed at me to lie back down. But I needed to get out of this bed. I needed to be closer to Seraphina. I used my hands to help move my legs to the edge of the bed before graspin
POV Seraphina After I took off Callan’s socks and made sure that he was stable sitting on the ledge of the tub, I grabbed eucalyptus Epsom salt and a lavender bubble bath that was sitting in a decorative basket on top of the vanity. I was impressed that for the Alpha that he was that he would have such items in his bathroom. As if reading my mind Callan spoke up, “I had Maeve get me that stuff for you.” I didn’t respond. What could I say to that. It was thoughtful yet confusing my mind. This was the man that killed my mother. This was also a man who made a deal with me that furthered his own agenda. I couldn’t allow myself to look into his actions as anything other than a way to manipulate me into submission. At the same time, I refused to be someone I was not. I wasn’t a monster and it was clear that Callan needed help. A part of me that I didn’t understand needed to help take away Callan’s aches and pains. However I refused to let myself think why that was. Callan watched as I s
Callan POV I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I crashed my lips to Seraphina’s, taking her by surprise. A little squeal left her lips before a low moan escaped her soft lips when my tongue slipped in her mouth. Our kiss could have fueled a fire with it’s heat and intensity. Tingles ignited during every brush of our lips and tongues and traveled throughout my body. I felt a jolt of lust go straight to my cock when I tangled my hand into her black hair. She tasted devine. It made my mind spiral and wonder what else may taste good. If it weren’t for the bubbles in the tub, Sera would see just how much she affected me. A growl left me when Sera bit my lower lip. I didn’t care that I was still recovering, I needed this woman. It had been a long time since I desired a woman in my bed. And never needed a woman, until now. I let her hand feel down my chest and down to my stomach. My abs flexed at the tingles that her touch gave. Another moan escaped her lips, as I used one hand to knea
SERAPHINA POV I was led to him like a moth to a flame. It wasn’t until the full moon was at its peak that we would be able to identify our mate. With the full moon high in the sky and Callan in front of me, I was shocked to find that he out of all people, was my mate. Callan crooked his finger at me, beckoning me to him. “Come here, my little mate.” There that word was again. I almost thought I had dreamt him calling me that. In order for a werewolf to find their mate, their needed to be a full moon. One could experience “signs” that a person was their mate, but wouldn’t be solidified until the full moon. I let Alya take control as she walked us to Callan’s side of the bed. “Closer,” he instructed. I leaned down before his lips crashed into mine. Sparks erupted at our touch. The bond between us ignited and let out a song that made me feel weak in the knees. I felt wetness pool at my core as his tongue swiped my own. “Mine.” I heard Alya say in between kisses. Callan let out a g
Seraphina POV At an agonizingly slow pace, Callan pushed himself into my entrance. It burned as he pushed in. As if seeing my discomfort, Callan pressed a kiss to my lips before pulling out. “Breathe, Sera.” The way he said my name made need and desire hit me even more. After a few small thursts, need overwhelmed all my senses. “Callan,” I whined. I needed him. Needed to feel all of him inside me. Callan didn’t need me to say anything more. He sheathed himself inside me to the hilt and stayed there until my body could adjust to his size. He was much larger than Allister. I hated that I even remotely was thinking of the cheating prick while I had Callan buried inside me. He nipped at my neck where his mark should be. That was enough to get me out of my thoughts. “When you’re in my bed, have me buried inside you, I expect that your only thought is that you can’t get enough. Do you understand?” Callan asked just as he thrust into me. I let out a yelp before a loud moaned escaped me w
CALLAN POVI woke up to in my bed alone. Annoyed was an understatement. For most fated mate couples, they spent days in bed together. Wanting to make sure that their scent was etched onto one another. It was also during that time that they mark eachother. Unless one rejected the other. Rejecting a fated mate was not only excruciatingly painful, but also was frowned upon by society. Rejecting a mate was rejecting the other half to your soul. Without them, after the wolf found them, they would be extremely weak. My mate however, decided that not only to leave our bed after one night, but we also hadn’t marked one another. Archer paced in my mind, needing to be near our mate. My entire body buzzed with unease that only my mate could quell. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. To my surprise all of my wounds were fully healed and looked as if nothing had happened. I felt more like myself than I had in what felt like forever. Time seemed to go at a snails pace, as I waited
Seraphina POVCallan didn’t come back to the room until late when I was fast asleep. I vaguely remember crawling into the massive bed and snuggling up close behind me. Having his skin touch mine was more soothing than I cared to admit. Alya was content as well with her mate so close. I woke up the next morning with hands roaming down my body. I had every intention of denying my mate anything sexual. But, as the tingles erupted on my skin at his touch, I quickly forgot as to why I was mad at him. I let out a soft moan as he moved me so I was lying on my back. Hot, wet kisses trailed down my exposed stomach where my tank top had risen. Slowly he moved my pajama shorts down my thighs as he pressed a kiss to the newly exposed skin. A cry left me when his tongue swiped up my sex. Making me My phone began to ring just as he began to devour me. “You going to answer that?” He spoke against my clit. “Letting it go to voicemail.” I moaned out as Callan swirled his tongue on my aching bundl