Cayden’s POV Waking up for the best sleep I have ever had. I could feel her body next to me, while I held her tightly in my arms. My mate, my beautiful mate. Turning my head, I stared at her, she looked so peaceful. The memories of last night come back to me and I feel myself getting hard again. I thought I had died and gone to heaven the first time I entered her, she was so tight and soft. I tried to hold back but the first time she let out that moan my primal instincts kicked in and could not keep back any longer. I felt Brain, he was as much turned on by everything as I was. I hope that this changes his mind about her and that he will give our mate a chance. She moans a little and shifts closer, throwing one hand over my chest. I stroke her hand softly, feeling the sparks as our skin touches. I could not believe that she was a white wolf. What were the changes? Just like my mother, but then fear settled in me as I knew what that meant. Every rouge would try to take her. I could no
Brian’s POVHearing that she is doubting if she is dreaming or alive, Cayden gives control back to me, knowing I would be able to explain to her what happened the best I could. Pulling my chair near, I placed a finger under her chin, making her lift her head. I looked deep into her eyes, I needed to tell her that her whole world as she knew it had changed.“Hailey, I am going to tell you what happened but I want you to listen to me. No matter what you are Cayden’s mate, he loves you and will always protect you.” I keep my voice calm and collected.She stares at me with a blank expression. I began telling her about the myth, the truth thing that Tom talked about. She turns into the white wolf she saw in the mirror. Through all this, she stares at me saying nothing. When I was done, I held my breath. What was she thinking?“You mean…um, I am a werewolf now, like in my books. That I am not dreaming but there are such things as werewolves?” her voice filled with insecurity. “Yes,” I to
Bourdon Street is the most well-known street. It is the heart of the French Quarter, it is here where the party never ends. There are always crowds of revelers, live music, and street performers. It is buzzing with neon signs, free-flowing drinks, and more. We stopped at some street artists as they painted on canvases or even on the sidewalk. As we walked around, you could see the different creatures walking between the humans, blending in as if they were one of them. We asked around but we got no answer and just weird looks as if we had grown two heads or something. We got an old bugger who said that if we find her, we should call him because he would like to mate her. Drunk as if I would ever do something like that, then I looked at him as if he had grown two heads. “We should head back home and get dressed so we can go to the club. It is almost 7 pm,” I said as we headed home to go shower and get ready. At ten we headed down Bourdon Street again towards the end where the older b
On the examination, on the bed was a naked woman. Her legs were opened wide and restrained. Each leg was on a vertical pole with the lower part of her legs resting on them while her ankles were bounded, making her look as if she was in a squatting position but only on her back. Her eyes were covered by a red eye mask while her hands were tied on top of her head to two other restraints. In front of her, the Dom sat on a small chair with wheels so he could move around easily. His head was in between her legs as his mouth was licking and sucking on her. His hand was on her breast kneeing it while the other was busy going in and out of her in rapid motions. You could see her moaning but could hear nothing as all the rooms were soundproof. Her body jerked as an orgasm exploded in her. Looking at the scene, my hand goes to my crock as I start to adjust my pants, feeling them tightening around me. Looking sideways, I could see Rebecca also touching herself. This is making us horny as hell, j
Hailey’s POV I sat on the bed waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. The clothes that Bruce brought me fits but I feel very uncomfortable. Like me, but yet I am not. My leg is healed, and, as far as I could remember, I had a bad gush in it. I just kept quiet, and what do I say? Hi, am I a werewolf or am I going nuts? He guided me to a chair and the food smelled delicious. While I ate, I again I stay quiet. I could feel him staring at why but over the death of me, I could not form the right words or questions to say anything. The next moment, he is in front of me kneeling. “What's wrong, mate? Please tell me. You are killing me for not looking at me. Is it something I did? Is it because of last night? Please tell me”, As he says that my heart ached and something in me just knew I could trust him, that he would not judge me. “I feel different, I do not know if I am dreaming or if I am dead” is all I could utter. His eyes turned to the beautiful hazel brown again and when he sp
3rd person POV “Get out, now” she screams at me, eyes flashing. “But.. but darling”. I try reasoning with her but she just shouts again. “I am not your darling, now get before I really get mad and rip you to pieces”, she turns around and enters the house. Well, now you will think what that was? Well, let me tell you, I am an ordinary warrior in the Misty Moon pack. That guy that no one even notices. That there was me what I would call “girlfriend”. You see, I lost my mate when we were just a few months together. She was also a warrior in our pack. The night they killed Luna, she tried to protect her and, because of that, she gave her life. I was broken till I met Joy she made me believe she loved me, but then she heard that I would always just be a warrior and nothing more. So, she broke up with me. Walking away, I decided I was going to the bar for a drink. On my way to the Misty bar, I heard the sound of wolves running. I decided that I wanted to see where they were running to
It was a beautiful white wolf. The way she walked you could see a grace that was far beyond a normal wolf. Her fur had a sparkle of silver in it as she shook it. She was larger than a she-wolf but her steps were soft as she approached the black wolf as if stalking him.I just stared at her, it was true she was the white wolf. My Hailey was the white wolf. But how? I was so sure she was just human. What happened that made her turn?As I keep asking myself the questions, I do not feel Rebecca’s hand on my arm, till she shacks me.“We have to go Stef, my power is fading” she just says and turns around, walking back towards the pack house.I take a last look at Hailey and follow Rebecca, thinking of ways to get her back. As we got back to the hallway again, there was Bruce standing in front of the mirror, sniffing. What was it with this wolf? I just shook my head and followed Rebecca through the mirror.Getting back to my house, we stepped into our bodies that were still there. Feeling a
"What… What are you doing? I thought I said I would get you in your room.” I stand as if frozen, he looks sad as he does not look up but only stares at the photo.“She was beautiful, you know? She was also a white wolf. Some said that she was the Moon Goddess herself. She called this her ‘me time room. Some days she would sit in here staring out the window. When I was a mere pup, she would tell me stories. Always making sure that there were some Choc chip cookies. It was our favorite.” I could see a tear roll down his cheek.I go sit next to him on the bed, holding his hand because I did not know what to say.I saw him looking at me, sadness in his eyes. You could see the love he had for his mother. My heart aches as I remember my mom. I feel his arms engulf me as he pulls me closer to him. For some reason, this gives me comfort.“Let’s go to bed,” he says as he pulls me up. I followed him to his bedroom, not wanting to let go.Lying on the bed, he pulled me closer to his chest with m