As Theron moved effortlessly through the trees he noticed that Mj’s body was trembling so he pulled her closer, wrapping both arms tightly around as much of her body as he could and tucking his head over his arms to warm her with his breath. The feel of the large beasts fur snaking around Mj’s body like a safety bubble had her skin alive and almost hypersensitive. The cold air was so intense it almost hurt as it blasted past her skin while they darted past trees moving toward the packhouse, Mj noticed that the pounding in her head seemed to ease as she snuggled in closer to Theron’s body and as she dug her fingers into his fur the electric feel of the skin beneath earned her a pacified grumbling pur from the enormous creature cradling her in its arms. The vibration from Theron’s satisfied purrs were causing more intensely sensitive sensations to wash over Mj and she began to almost
Briella did not need much time to corroborate the intruders story, they were also able to keep her identity a complete secret by simply blindfolding him while Dante and Lila rattled off questions they had already asked him twenty or so times and waiting for Briella to either nod her head yes that he was calm and truthful or shake it no that his thermal temperature gave away dishonesty or fear. After about half an hour of back and forth Lila began to sway on her feet and sigh with fatigue, Mj slid her hands underneath Lila’s elbows and leaned her chest into the Beta’s back. Lila hummed in appreciation as she leaned into her newest pack member to relieve some of the pressure on her feet, “would it be weird if I offered to be your chair.” Mj almost whispered in her ear and Lila pursed her lips as she hummed small giggles. “Normally I would say don't worry about me, bu
**TRIGGER WARNING**Some of the events discussed in this chapter are NOT fictional and are extremely violent, reader beware Dante gingerly opened the door to his room and the crisp chirp of the first birds of the morning made it painfully clear he had been gone all night. After shutting the door he turned and his heart sank into his feet, Mj was asleep on his side of the bed with a book splayed open in one hand and his pillow clutched tightly to her chest with the other. Dante toed off his shoes and softly padded toward the bed with his prize held gingerly between his fingers, as Dante approached the bed he lifted his hand and began to stroke Mj’s face gingerly with a few white long stem lilies. The soft white curved flowers brushed across Mj’s cheek and she smiled slightly as a satisfied hum left her throat and she curled tighter Dante’s pillow, he
Dante caught up to Mj quickly and although he could see the tears streaming from her face as they ran he didn't try to stop her, he could feel her desperate anger and hurt, the feeling surprised him a little because Mj had not been brought up on the stories of wolves but she still felt such an intense connection to her own ancestors she was grieving them now. After running for almost three miles Mj’s sprinting came to a slow stop and she turned around, burying her face into Dante’s chest. Mj wrapped her arms around his waist and cried silently into the hollow of Dante’s torso before she leaned back and let a blood curdling howl explode from her chest. Dante squeezed her tightly and they both looked toward the slumbering moon before releasing another cry to the listening sky above. Dante pulled Mj back into his chest and kissed the top of her head, “
Mj knew the guest house was code for a dungeon or prison but she had not expected it to actually be underground, Azreal had opened a door in the ground surrounded by bushes and guards with spot lights lining the perimeter. The hatch had led them down a stone staircase to a galley hallway that had singular cells lining it, the doors were metal with small slit windows and the entire place felt cold, as Mj reached out to touch a door Azreal grabbed her hand, “mercury and silver Mj...I wouldn't unless you wear gloves.” Mj pulled her hand back and Azreal motioned toward a room at the end of the galley, “she is behind the door on the end,” Mj took a few steps forward and Azreal touched her shoulder, causing her to turn her head to look at him. “She was part of this pack Mj, and she betrayed us all...her fate is upon you little sister, it was agreed by the pack as a whole.” Mj looked at Azreal and then be
In the months following Dante’s leaving the pack Mj learned he surrendered himself to Alpha Talia as a peace offering for the pack member Mj killed in the challenge, and that she had not only accepted his offer but had agreed to make him the Alpha after their mating bond.Mj had kept herself busy in the kitchens, pulling every shift she could to fill her days. She tried several times to pack her clothes and ask Azreal to move to a different room but she just couldn't tear herself away from the fading scent that still lingered, and as much as it broke her heart to be near him she couldn't make herself leave him the way he left her.Mj no longer sat at the Alpha’s table for meals she simply ate between kitchen shifts, the only time she saw any of the other hunters was during training and even then she would be cordial dur
******* I will upload Chapter 1 under Legacy of the wolf but it will be a seperate book, Legacy of the wolf: War of the Wolves******** The haunted sounds of a wolf's broken-hearted song lit up the darkness inside Danteâs mind, just like it had done every night since he left his mate asleep in their bed almost a year ago. Dante turned his head on a swivel in the obscurity, even though he knew he was still asleep. âWhy do you do this to me every night, Theo! Do you enjoy torturing me?â Dante spat the words into the darkness and was only answered by the forlorn echo of a pathetic whimper as Theronâs vast body sulked into view. The normally large majestic beast now looked ragged and old, his head hung low between his shoulders and the wolf walked with such an exaggerated bow in his back that his knuckles drug the ground like lifeless attachments, âyou torture us all, ignorant boy.â Dante scowl
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!The sound of an alarm clock rings off the walls of a small run down studio apartment. Tucked at the back of the 3rd floor of a building that should have been condemned and torn down by now, except for the fact that the greasy landlord still made money off of those who couldn't afford anything else in this gutter swamp of a town.
The door chime rang and a silky voice spat out “good morning Louisiana peaches” Mj blushed and shot upright. she looked at Lou, half horrified and another voice rang out, just as deep as the first one but not as smooth to the ears. “I think that’s Georgia peaches bro but I get what you mean”. Mj could not believe her ears,” were they really talking about her ass right now?” She spun around on one heel to face