"Fuck... Devin. That was so good. You still haven't lost your touch, not even a single bit." The slightly petite redhead leaned in to kiss him but he roughly pushed her face away.
"Don't cross your boundary, red. I did what you asked me to. Now, give me what I need." He growled, adjusting his belt. She smiled slyly and crossed her legs before handing a paper over to him. He collected it and walked out of the restroom, the lady still hovering around him. "What do you want with that man anyway? He's a rogue. One of the worst persons to ever come across." She questioned, linking her arms with his. She smiled widely when she noticed the attention it got her from other ladies. Devin was the man every unmated woman wanted to be with. Ayra, who was enjoying her meal with an acquaintance who showed up shortly after Devin disappeared, looked up to see Devin and the redhead. Her eyes fell on their linked arms, lingering for some seconds. When Devin noticed her hardened gaze on their arms, he unlinked their arms and forced the redhead to go back to work. "And who might you be?" Devin growled, looking down at the guy who sat opposite Ayra. "That's none of your business, Devin. I don't see me questioning the lady you've been with. Why don't you get another table?" She smiled sarcastically and took a bite from her burger while turning her attention back to the stranger. Devin, annoyed, slammed a palm on the table. "Get out." He growled, glaring daggers at the young man. "Devin!" She yelled, slamming her fists on the table. The guy stood up and waved before disappearing through the door. Ayra sighed deeply, trying to control the anger that was stirring up. "What was that? What gives you the right to interfere with my life?" "You're too young to start rolling around with boys like him. I did you a favor and should be thanked for it, not having to deal with this attitude of yours." He passed her some fries but she rejected them. "Ewww..." She scrunched her face. "Only the goddess knows where that hand has been. Next time, I'm getting a cab." She rolled her eyes and picked up her burger, taking a bite. His eyes fell on her lips as she chewed slowly, her eyes occasionally glancing at her phone. His stare fell to her neck, no marks. That meant she hadn't been mated. From her neck, his trailing gaze went down her shoulder and landed on her chest. 'They're huge.' He noted. The last time he saw her, she didn't have any of those. But now, they looked big enough to fit the size of his palm. 'Focus, Devin. She's your sister.' He almost smacked himself but there was something he couldn't control, a spark that ignited inside of him just by staring at her figure. She was the epitome of beauty, one he couldn't resist. One he couldn't afford to look away from, not even for a second. And also, one he couldn't have. "Aren't you like fifteen or something?" He tried having a conversation but she only glared at him. "What? It's a harmless question. I don't want you hanging out with bad influences. Besides, you're my sister---ish." "Oh? So that's how you see me, a little girl." Her eyes fell to the table. He still saw her as his little step-sister whom he used to abuse emotionally. Even though he didn't slam her back against lockers or throw stuff at her, his cold words back then made her struggle emotionally. She wondered how she came to like a cold and distant person like him, despite how mean he was to her. "And since when did you start considering me as your sister? Last I checked, you only have one sister and you told me I don't belong in your family. Why the sudden change?" When he couldn't answer, she walked out on him. Even he didn't understand how he felt about her. She entered the car while he settled their bill before joining her. "I'm sorry about the past and I hope you can forgive me." He said but she only looked outside the window, her palm propping against her chin. "Just drive." She muttered. She wanted to forgive him and forget about everything, but she couldn't. Not with this newfound feeling still developing deep within her. To not fall deeper for her step-brother, she needed a reason to hate him. A reason to keep him at arm's length. A reason to keep her forbidden desires hidden away. He would never approve of it, not when he still saw her as a little girl who needed protection. "Stop the car..." Her voice was low and unsure. She kept looking at both sides of the road, a kind of eerie feeling swirling inside her. "Devin, stop the car..." She still looked around frantically, looking for what could be causing that feeling of uneasiness. Devin looked at her, distracted by her actions. "What are you talking about? We're not even close to the pack boundary and---" "Stop the car!!" She exclaimed, pointing to the road. "What?!" He was still at full speed and didn't notice a tree had fallen, blocking the road. Devin tried to avoid hitting the log that instantly appeared but because of the speed, the car ended up somersaulting. It came to a halt after three rollovers, making them hang upside down. Devin lost his sense of reasoning for some seconds but was brought back by Ayra's sounds of struggle. "Are you okay?" He asked and she painfully nodded. All over her body were injuries that were beginning to heal, the same as Devin. He managed to squeeze himself out and wanted to go help Ayra out, but was blocked by some wolves that growled aggressively at him. "Devin..." Blood trickled down Ayra's face as she hung upside down. She managed to free herself from the hold of the seatbelt and crawl out of the car. Seeing that she was out of the broken car and safe, Devin was free to do what he wanted. "You'll regret attacking us!" He growled, his fangs and claws becoming visible. As one of the wolves pounced on him, he shoved it away, scratching its eyes with his claws. Slowly, he shifted into his wolf - A massive black-furred wolf with blue pupils which were accompanied by flecks of gold. He growled, his beta aura rolling off him. The other wolves became scared and whimpered back but when their leader appeared, they gained their courage and attacked. The strength of five rogues was nothing compared to Devin's. He was powerful, physically and mentally. Sometimes, he was even mistaken for the Alpha by tourists. His aura was strong and powerful, given to his years of training. Ayra watched in awe as he fought off the wolves. She has never seen Devin so angry before. "Remind me not to get on his bad side." She gulped in nothing and just stared. After critically injuring his opponents, they retreated. Not without a warning. "Prepare for us, we will come back for you, Ayra." After they had disappeared into the woods, Ayra sat up and rested her back against the car. 'How did they know my name?' She questioned herself. All of sudden, they were attacked and they said they would be coming back for her. What did it mean? Pushing her thoughts aside, she watched as Devin's wolf approached her before transforming into his human form. Her eyes quickly fell to the ground, her upper teeth biting into her lower lips. Her heart raced as he just stood there, unfazed by his naked appearance. "Don't you understand the concept of clothes? I know you're an animal but do you have to behave like one?" Her voice wavered, her cheeks flushed with red. "What? Never seen a dick before?" He smirked. After getting a pair of shorts from the car, he crouched in front of her, his eyes piercing into her own. Her heart raced at their intimate proximity. He cupped her chin with his right hand, leaning closer. 'Is he going to kiss me?'Her mind erupted with an eminent desire between her legs. She struggled to keep her cool but was failing woefully when his left hand circled her waist, pressing against the wound that was still healing. "Ouch! Do you want to kill me?" She shoved his face and his hand away and stood up, walking far from him. If only he knew how jittery he made feel whenever she was close to him..."I would never do that, Ayra." He walked after her. "By the way, Ayra is for my friends and family. You can call me Jasmine." She sighed, looking at both sides of the road, hoping to see a car that would pass through. "Jasmine? That's too long." He cocked a brow and stood in front of her, his gaze intently on her. "Can I call you Mine instead?" She stopped breathing for like ten seconds. Why did he sound like he was flirting with her? "That's too personal. It's pronounced 'min' with an 'e'. Not Mine or whatever you call it." She turned her back to him, giving him a full view of her curvy waist and rou
The second Ayra entered the training arena, she became the center of attraction. All eyes turned in her direction.They weren't stares of disdain or contempt. But of pure admiration. And lust. She was, no doubt, quite heavily endowed. She felt powerful and wanted for the first time in Grey Woods. Since she was little, she had never felt cared for. Even after she left the pack, nobody reached out to her. Not even her mother. "Ayra!" A voice squealed from her right and the next thing she knew, a pair of arms enveloped her neck. She recognized the voice and smiled widely. The only person who approached her to be her friend and cried on the day she was leaving the pack - Selene"Good to see you too, Selene." She laughed nervously, trying to get her arms away because she felt choked. "Look at you, looking all hot and snatched." She complimented after pulling away. It was true. Ayra, who was a thin, tiny girl four years ago, was now the definition of beauty with 'flesh in the right
"Best club ever!" Ayra yelled as she finished chugging down a bottle of beer.The club reeked of sweat and sex but she loved it anyway. It was her first party outside Grey Woods and Devin wasn't there to lecture her about rolling with 'bad influences'. She had finished her first dance with a random guy and wanted to take a breather before going back to the dance floor. "Uhm... Ayra?" Selene tapped her but she was too engrossed in the pop music that was blasting from the loudspeakers. "Your brother is here..." Her voice was low and seeing Devin's scowl, she trembled a bit. "That's a lie. And I've told you he's not my brother. He's just an arrogant, pompous, undeserving brat who feels the world should bow at his feet because he's the Beta. What an annoying bunch of shit!" She spat bitterly and wanted to finish her remaining beer but a hand grabbed the bottle from her and spun her around at the same moment. She came face to face with Devin who wasn't looking very happy. "Oh, good th
The party was already in full swing when they got there. As they walked further down, all eyes turned to them. In actuality, they were staring at Ayra. Even the mated wolves couldn't resist looking at her for some seconds. "I'm going to find my brother. I'll see you at the punch table." Selene disappeared into the crowd, leaving Ayra by herself. She saw her step-sister, Isla, mingling and laughing with her friends. There was no sign of Devin anywhere. She located the punch table and grabbed a full glass. Sipping it, she nodded at the rich flavor of pineapple and coconut, her favorite combo. The stares she got were beginning to tell on her. They were full of lust "Hey, beautiful," A guy approached her from the rear, causing her to sharply turn. "Ugh... You..." She rolled her eyes and turned back to the punch table. "You look wonderful tonight. How about we ditch these old people, go somewhere else, and have some fun?" Lancelot proposed. Ayra only laughed, all memories of how big o
Ayra's breath caught in her throat the next day at the training arena. Seeing how Devin worked out, the beads of sweat that rolled off his hardened abs, how flexible his muscles were, and how he grunted with each pull, her core ached for him. Even her wolf, Enid, growled at the sight of him. Though their wolves didn't speak directly in their heads, they could feel their emotions. "You just want to touch him all over, don't you?" Ayra's eyes turned to see how the un-mated females fawned all over him. She wanted to squish them like bugs for ogling their ugly eyes at him. "I can't wait to have him deep inside me." She got fed up with their erotic thoughts and walked up to him. She wanted to show them that she could approach the man they couldn't. Devin was lying on his back, pushing the lift up and down relentlessly. She stood beside him and bent to look at him, her palms propping against her knees. A smile tugged on her tips as her cleavage popped up in his face like a notif
Ciara's boobs were soft but not like his step sister's. The moment he had touched Ayra, a chill sensation galloped through his fingers to his brain. He continued grabbing Ciara's left boob while sensually sucking on the right. He wasn't trying to get her ready for him, he was trying to get hard for her. "Is it working?" She asked amidst soft moans. All her efforts that evening to get Devin hard for her had proved futile. She was getting frustrated. His dick was erecting as she wanted. "Maybe you're just tired from all those exercises." She unconsciously defended. She kissed his neck, nibbling on a particular spot. That had always worked out for her but that night, it was as if his body had shut down. "Maybe the big gun needs a little prepping." She smirked and slid down his body, stopping in front of his depressed manhood. She grabbed it, sucking on it. Praying hard it would rise. She had taken some drugs to help stimulate her to make her last longer in bed with Devin. She had
"Hey Ayra," Devin's deep morning voice continued to ring in Ayra's ears as she ate."Hi, good morning Devin," She curtly replied. The moment from last night came flashing back. She had ended up pleasuring herself just at the thought of him staring at her. She had wet her bed with cum and squirt but as much as she felt satisfied with herself, she also felt guilty. She mastur*bated to the image of someone who was her step-brother. And it didn't help that he was sitting opposite her that morning for breakfast. Doesn't he feel awkward that I've seen him naked twice? She thought as she stole glances at him. The way his eyes looked drowsy, the way his lips moved when he ate, the way his hair was slightly tousled, everything about him was alluring. She had never met anyone with such a charming aura. No wonder all the girls wanted to have him. Wanting to steal another glance at her brother, she was caught. He was already staring at her. His blue eyes were mesmerizing and they pulled h
Devin stood in front of his wall, reminiscing on what had just occurred. Realizing how foolish he had acted, he hit his forehead several times on the wall till blood started trickling down his face. "She's your sister, you idiot." He reprimanded, angry at himself. He didn't know what Ayra would think of him from then. No matter how far he wanted to start from her, he still found himself getting closer. She wasn't his mate but she always found a way to crawl into his thoughts. He did well to hide it in front of others but not when he was with her. A knock came to his door and without waiting for a response, the person walked in. "Couldn't you at least wait for me to respond? What if I was busy?" He growled, glaring at the gamma of Grey Woods pack ~ Donnie. "Busy? In your house? Nah... You'd never." He casually strolled in, his eyes not leaving Devin's bleeding forehead. "Masochist, much?" Donnie reached for a seat and crossed his legs, staring at the photos beside him. He had alw
"You fucked my brother?! How were you able----" Ayra's hands immediately went over her mouth to prevent her from speaking further. It would be weird if Selene was to find out she had seen her brother's nakedness. Selene, on the other hand, was feeling guilty. A part of her didn't want Ayra to know the truth but she knew it would hurt more if she were to find out from someone else. "I'm sorry, Ayra. I didn't mean to." Her eyes became dull and were full of sadness. "I just liked him and I thought we could be something. I didn't know I would only end up as 'just a fuck'." "Did he really say that to you?" Ayra asked and Selene slowly nodded her head, not able to meet her eyes. Ayra's heart skipped a beat ~ Just a fuck. If she were to push with her lewd thoughts and bring them to life, would he also think of her as such? She knew she wouldn't be able to deal with the heartbreak. "Well, my brother is not someone you should be bothered about. I'm sure there are lots of men out there d
It was very late at night when Devin got home after the incident. The unfortunate woman had already been buried. He could still hear the wails of the victim's family. He had been preoccupied with finding out what had happened and who would have tried to kill him. Unless it was the lady they had been targeting. Even so, he needed to find out who was behind the scheme. He reported to the Alpha who immediately stationed guards at the entrance and exit of the pack with the help of his gamma, Donnie. But it wasn't a guarantee that such would occur again. "You good?" Donnie asked. They had both alighted his car and was now leaning on the booth. "Yeah... I'm fine..." Devin's voice trailed off. From where he stood, he could see that Ayra's room light was still on. It was past 10. What was she doing awake? "If you say so." With that, Donnie disappeared into the night. He didn't stay far from Devin and could easily walk back. Frustrated and conflicted, Devin pulled out a beer from the bac
Devin stood in front of his wall, reminiscing on what had just occurred. Realizing how foolish he had acted, he hit his forehead several times on the wall till blood started trickling down his face. "She's your sister, you idiot." He reprimanded, angry at himself. He didn't know what Ayra would think of him from then. No matter how far he wanted to start from her, he still found himself getting closer. She wasn't his mate but she always found a way to crawl into his thoughts. He did well to hide it in front of others but not when he was with her. A knock came to his door and without waiting for a response, the person walked in. "Couldn't you at least wait for me to respond? What if I was busy?" He growled, glaring at the gamma of Grey Woods pack ~ Donnie. "Busy? In your house? Nah... You'd never." He casually strolled in, his eyes not leaving Devin's bleeding forehead. "Masochist, much?" Donnie reached for a seat and crossed his legs, staring at the photos beside him. He had alw
"Hey Ayra," Devin's deep morning voice continued to ring in Ayra's ears as she ate."Hi, good morning Devin," She curtly replied. The moment from last night came flashing back. She had ended up pleasuring herself just at the thought of him staring at her. She had wet her bed with cum and squirt but as much as she felt satisfied with herself, she also felt guilty. She mastur*bated to the image of someone who was her step-brother. And it didn't help that he was sitting opposite her that morning for breakfast. Doesn't he feel awkward that I've seen him naked twice? She thought as she stole glances at him. The way his eyes looked drowsy, the way his lips moved when he ate, the way his hair was slightly tousled, everything about him was alluring. She had never met anyone with such a charming aura. No wonder all the girls wanted to have him. Wanting to steal another glance at her brother, she was caught. He was already staring at her. His blue eyes were mesmerizing and they pulled h
Ciara's boobs were soft but not like his step sister's. The moment he had touched Ayra, a chill sensation galloped through his fingers to his brain. He continued grabbing Ciara's left boob while sensually sucking on the right. He wasn't trying to get her ready for him, he was trying to get hard for her. "Is it working?" She asked amidst soft moans. All her efforts that evening to get Devin hard for her had proved futile. She was getting frustrated. His dick was erecting as she wanted. "Maybe you're just tired from all those exercises." She unconsciously defended. She kissed his neck, nibbling on a particular spot. That had always worked out for her but that night, it was as if his body had shut down. "Maybe the big gun needs a little prepping." She smirked and slid down his body, stopping in front of his depressed manhood. She grabbed it, sucking on it. Praying hard it would rise. She had taken some drugs to help stimulate her to make her last longer in bed with Devin. She had
Ayra's breath caught in her throat the next day at the training arena. Seeing how Devin worked out, the beads of sweat that rolled off his hardened abs, how flexible his muscles were, and how he grunted with each pull, her core ached for him. Even her wolf, Enid, growled at the sight of him. Though their wolves didn't speak directly in their heads, they could feel their emotions. "You just want to touch him all over, don't you?" Ayra's eyes turned to see how the un-mated females fawned all over him. She wanted to squish them like bugs for ogling their ugly eyes at him. "I can't wait to have him deep inside me." She got fed up with their erotic thoughts and walked up to him. She wanted to show them that she could approach the man they couldn't. Devin was lying on his back, pushing the lift up and down relentlessly. She stood beside him and bent to look at him, her palms propping against her knees. A smile tugged on her tips as her cleavage popped up in his face like a notif
The party was already in full swing when they got there. As they walked further down, all eyes turned to them. In actuality, they were staring at Ayra. Even the mated wolves couldn't resist looking at her for some seconds. "I'm going to find my brother. I'll see you at the punch table." Selene disappeared into the crowd, leaving Ayra by herself. She saw her step-sister, Isla, mingling and laughing with her friends. There was no sign of Devin anywhere. She located the punch table and grabbed a full glass. Sipping it, she nodded at the rich flavor of pineapple and coconut, her favorite combo. The stares she got were beginning to tell on her. They were full of lust "Hey, beautiful," A guy approached her from the rear, causing her to sharply turn. "Ugh... You..." She rolled her eyes and turned back to the punch table. "You look wonderful tonight. How about we ditch these old people, go somewhere else, and have some fun?" Lancelot proposed. Ayra only laughed, all memories of how big o
"Best club ever!" Ayra yelled as she finished chugging down a bottle of beer.The club reeked of sweat and sex but she loved it anyway. It was her first party outside Grey Woods and Devin wasn't there to lecture her about rolling with 'bad influences'. She had finished her first dance with a random guy and wanted to take a breather before going back to the dance floor. "Uhm... Ayra?" Selene tapped her but she was too engrossed in the pop music that was blasting from the loudspeakers. "Your brother is here..." Her voice was low and seeing Devin's scowl, she trembled a bit. "That's a lie. And I've told you he's not my brother. He's just an arrogant, pompous, undeserving brat who feels the world should bow at his feet because he's the Beta. What an annoying bunch of shit!" She spat bitterly and wanted to finish her remaining beer but a hand grabbed the bottle from her and spun her around at the same moment. She came face to face with Devin who wasn't looking very happy. "Oh, good th
The second Ayra entered the training arena, she became the center of attraction. All eyes turned in her direction.They weren't stares of disdain or contempt. But of pure admiration. And lust. She was, no doubt, quite heavily endowed. She felt powerful and wanted for the first time in Grey Woods. Since she was little, she had never felt cared for. Even after she left the pack, nobody reached out to her. Not even her mother. "Ayra!" A voice squealed from her right and the next thing she knew, a pair of arms enveloped her neck. She recognized the voice and smiled widely. The only person who approached her to be her friend and cried on the day she was leaving the pack - Selene"Good to see you too, Selene." She laughed nervously, trying to get her arms away because she felt choked. "Look at you, looking all hot and snatched." She complimented after pulling away. It was true. Ayra, who was a thin, tiny girl four years ago, was now the definition of beauty with 'flesh in the right