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 of a bully he was to her started flooding in. He and other kids made fun of her and threw stones and threw stones at her. He was the one she had asked out and he blatantly rejected her in front of everyone. His hand went to her waist but she resisted him. His eyes didn't leave the massive cleavage that sprouted out of her gown. He wanted her badly and he was going to have her. "Come on baby girl, I'm going to treat this banging body right." He pleaded, his lust all over the place. He was visibly hard but he had no shame. "Fuck, just look at that arse..." Ayra got fed up with his constant pleas and unpleasant touches and turned to look him dead in the eye. "If your definition of fun is to fuck you, I'll pass a million times. I'd rather fuck a goat or a dog." She spat in response. His demeanor changed, a frown forming on his lips. "And your point is?" He arched a brow. "Oh, you're not actually as dumb as you look. I do have a point and it goes like this, you're a pig, undesirable, dirty, and smelly. A retard picked from a pile of rubbish and dumped on more piles of shit. Did you understand that, or do you want me to paraphrase?" Lancelot lost it. He raised his hand to hit her but she caught his hand mid-air and reciprocated by slapping him hard across the face. "I know stupidity courses through your veins but to hit a lady because she rejected you? Your foolishness is definitely something to write home about." "How dare you, you bitch?" He charged toward her but she moved aside and brushed his legs, falling to his face. He turned, facing the sky. She was ready to pounce on him and beat the hell out of him but Devin intervened. "What the hell did you say to her?" Devin inquired. He knew Ayra to be a hot head but never to the point that she would hit someone for no reason. He must have done or said something to piss her off. "I didn't do anything that's not normal." Others helped him up but his nose was broken and bleeding. "Since the motherfucker won't say the truth, I'll tell you. This pig here was touching me and tried hitting me because I rejected his pitiful excuse for an advance." She replied, looking at his bleeding nose and smiling to herself. "Not as if you're even a virgin. That hole that countless dicks have already plunged into. You should be lucky someone like me even considered you." Ayra's thread of patience snapped and she charged at him, landing a punch to his already injured face. A tooth fell out and he fell to the ground, holding his face. Before Ayra could do more damage to the poor boy, Devin grabbed her hand and apologized to everyone before dragging her away. Since their house was not too far from the party arena, pulling an angry Ayra was quite easy. "Leave me alone. I'm going to show that idiot never to mess with me." "Can you shut up? I'm trying to think here. Why did you have to hit him? He just wanted a fuck." He groaned and opened the front door. Against her will, he continued pulling her upstairs to her room. "Do I look like a cheap slut to you? If you don't want to have a taste of my fist, you had better let go." "Maybe if you had just along with him and rejected him calmly, it wouldn't have escalated like this. What's your problem?" He pushed her to the wall of her room after they had gotten there. His body pressed against hers, their heat intermingling. His eyes darted to her protruding fair breasts but only for a second or two before his gaze fell on her fiery red orbs. "Devin, get away from me." She warned casually, trying to push him away. "One more word and I'll kiss you." He threatened but she scoffed. "Like you'd---" He didn't let her finish her statement before slamming his lips on hers, his tongue consuming all parts of her mouth. Ayra's eyes shot wide open but it didn't take long before she reciprocated, kissing him back with the same frequency. Her hands instinctively circled his neck, making the kiss deeper, while his hand grabbed her waist, pulling her closer to him. Their tongues rolled and played in their mouths, each fighting for dominance. Devin's hand trailed down her perky arse, grabbing them softly, earning him a low, soft moan from Ayra. It was heaven on earth, an ethereal feeling bubbling in their stomachs. Devin pulled away for some seconds, watching her flushed face. Her hair had fallen all over her face. After tucking some strands behind her ear, he engaged her in another breathtaking kiss. This time, he was in control. He pinned her hands on the wall above her head, exploring every corner of her mouth. He diverted to her neck, raining kisses on it. His lips trailed down to her shoulder, slowly and sensually approaching her breasts. "Devin..." She moaned when he let go of one of her hands to grab her right boob. Her core ached with need, her arousal heavy in the air. He squeezed on it gently while enveloping her in a less dominant kiss this time. "This is wrong, Ayra." His voice was soft, the moon's light invading the room gradually through the open window. "We're supposed to be siblings. This was a mistake." He pulled away from her, both panting as though they had just run a marathon. "This should never happen again." His voice was void of emotions and he stepped out of her room, closing the door behind him. 'I thought kissing her would take this feeling away. Why is my need for my step-sister growing stronger by each minute?'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 notifica
"I don't want to go back..." Ayra's voice trailed off, her eyes darkened as she stared at the warm plate of rice before her. She had been quiet all morning and was on the verge of changing her mind about going back home. "Nonsense, child!" Her grandmother reprimanded her, abandoning the eggs on fire and walking over to her. "You've already missed out on four Blood moons. Don't you want to find your mate?" "I don't need a mate. I'm fine just on my own." She replied, as though stating the obvious. The discussion only made her lose her appetite."Besides, what can they offer me? I'm pretty sure I'm stronger than most of those pompous douchebags." She spat bitterly, remembering her bitter arrival at the Grey Woods pack after the big incident. "The cab will be here in five minutes. You are leaving my house today in search of your own destiny, and that's final!" She yelled and resumed her cooking. "If you don't leave my house, you'll find yourself on the street." She declared. Ayra ju
"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,
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
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 notifica
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
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
"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,
"I don't want to go back..." Ayra's voice trailed off, her eyes darkened as she stared at the warm plate of rice before her. She had been quiet all morning and was on the verge of changing her mind about going back home. "Nonsense, child!" Her grandmother reprimanded her, abandoning the eggs on fire and walking over to her. "You've already missed out on four Blood moons. Don't you want to find your mate?" "I don't need a mate. I'm fine just on my own." She replied, as though stating the obvious. The discussion only made her lose her appetite."Besides, what can they offer me? I'm pretty sure I'm stronger than most of those pompous douchebags." She spat bitterly, remembering her bitter arrival at the Grey Woods pack after the big incident. "The cab will be here in five minutes. You are leaving my house today in search of your own destiny, and that's final!" She yelled and resumed her cooking. "If you don't leave my house, you'll find yourself on the street." She declared. Ayra ju