"You’re a clever one, Denise. Very well. I’ll mentor you, and together, we’ll ensure Damien sees your true potential. When shall we begin?""How about tomorrow?" Denise suggested. “Isn’t that too early?” I asked her with a frown. “You just came back.”“Sir, I have been home for two days already. I am bored at home,” she said, rolling her eyes. "I’ll come to your office tomorrow, and we can go over everything."Maria clapped her hands. "What a wonderful idea! Marcus, you’ll enjoy this, I’m sure.""Indeed," I agreed, my chest puffing with pride. "I’ll prepare everything. Denise, you’ve made a wise decision."Denise’s smile widened, and she clasped her hands together. She stood up and bowed to me in excitement.I remained cool while she thanked me. "Thank you, Elder Marcus. Thank you so much. I’m looking forward to learning from you."She sat back down and we talked more about her studies. She had lots of stories about her university education in the human world. She said she wanted to
“Perfect,” I said, satisfaction curling in my chest. “And Garret, I want you to dig up every bit of information on Denise, her interests, her strengths, her weaknesses. I need to know how to keep her on my side.”He looked up from his notes, meeting my gaze. “Understood, sir. Anything else?”“Yes,” I said, standing and pacing the room. “We need to make sure the investors hear about this. Quietly, of course. Start planting the idea that Denise is taking a more active role in the company and that she’s consulting me for guidance. Let them see her as a potential savior and that I’m the one guiding her in the moves she’s making. By the time we’re ready to make our move, they’ll already be questioning Damien’s position.”Garret’s pen moved swiftly across the page. When he finished, he closed the notebook and stood. “I’ll get started right away.”“Good,” I said, clasping his shoulder. “This is the opportunity we’ve been waiting for, Garret. Let’s not waste it.”“I’ll make sure everything is
LyraWarriors from Crewwood prepared for the journey, their movements quiet and calculated to avoid drawing attention. In Axelland, everything was going well and they made sure that Elder Marcus would be occupied that day, ensuring that every detail was perfect.On the day of departure, Jaxon stood by the gates, watching as the small group assembled. I was wearing a cloack on top of my long gown. But right now the hoodie was down, I will lift it up when I get close to our pack. This way no one will recognise me even if they see me there.I have said my farewell to Calista and we promised to keep in touch. I came outside holding my son close watching as our load was put in one of the two cars we will be using. My eyes were bright, a mixture of determination and hope inherent in them. Jaxon walked over to me, his expression softening.“Are you ready for this?” he asked.I nodded with a smile, my grip tightening on my son. “I’ve been ready for a long time, Jaxon. Thank you… for everythi
I sat on the plush couch in our living room office, my fingers lightly tracing the embroidered patterns on the armrest. Damien was sitting on one of the couches next to me, answering a call that had just come in. His brows furrowed slightly as he spoke, his tone measured but firm.“It’s your father,” he mouthed to me before turning his attention back to the phone.“Damien,” Elder Marcus’s voice crackled through the speaker, sharp with irritation. “I just received word from my assistant that there are visitors from Crewwood in our territory. Care to explain why I wasn’t informed?”Damien leaned back in his chair, exhaling softly. “Yes, Elder Marcus, they’re here. It’s more of a social call than a business one.”“Social call?” Marcus’s voice grew tighter. “You should have informed me regardless. This is not something to be decided unilaterally.”“I understand your concern,” Damien replied, his voice calm. “But there’s nothing concrete yet. We’re still in discussions on ways to work toge
Now, this is new. And sweet. He just called me his wife, his Luna. Oh, goddess, am I dreaming? I don’t want to wake up from it if it is a dream.Damien has only ever admitted that I’m his Luna when we had guests. Apart from that, he had never regarded me as a Luna. Even though I am an alpha like him, he has never forgiven the fact that he wasn’t allowed to choose his own mate. He also said that it was a man he hated, elder Marcus, whose daughter he was told to marry.It took a lot for him to mark me, and that was only because the elders wanted to confirm that he had agreed to the marriage and committed to it. Left to him, he will never mark me. Though to his credit, he tried to be a good husband immediately after the wedding. He tolerated me and didn’t treat me badly until my father started interfering. My father was always visiting using the guise of coming from the elders and bringing a message from the council.And every time he would ask why we haven’t gotten a pup yet. When Dami
DamienI watched Lyra with a small smile as she stood in the grand hall, her eyes darting around with curiosity and awe. Her presence here felt surreal, yet it was a moment I had dreamed of for so long. It wasn’t just about her coming back, it was about giving her everything she deserved and more.Adol has been prancing with happiness ever since we heard we would come back. Now that she is here, he has been almost out of control. It took everything in me to hold him down as he wanted to pounce on her immediately he caught sight of her. But that might scare considering how long she has been away. ‘Yeah, right,’ Adol grunted in my head. ‘The reason you don’t want to touch her yet is because of the way you treated her in the past.’“Fine, I agree,” I told him. “That is another reason why we should take it slow and steady and not rush her. So wind down your excitement.”He simply rolled his eyes.“Let me show you to your room,” I said softly, taking a step closer to her.Lyra’s lips cur
Damien's povI watched Lyra as she hesitated by the window, her eyes clouded with worry. I approached her, wrapping my arms gently around her waist.“What’s on your mind, love?” I asked softly.She leaned into me, her body relaxing slightly but her tone carrying her unease. “I was just thinking about the other room downstairs. Since I am going to stay here, who will use my former room?”My lips curled into a small smile. “That will be our son’s room. Leo deserves a space of his own, doesn’t he?”“Yes, he does,” she replied.“That’s why I told the nanny to convert your former room to become a nursery where our son will stay.”“You are getting my point. The room is downstairs while ours is upstairs.”“I don’t quite get you. Can you explain further?” I asked her.Lyra turned in my arms, her brows furrowed. “I don’t think it’s a good idea. I’d prefer it if he had a room close to our bedroom upstairs. That way, I can feel secure knowing he’s safe and within our reach, especially after…” S
My smile tightened. “Thank you. It’s been an adjustment but a rewarding one.”Denise was a vision in power dressing. Her crisp white blouse, tailored to perfection, accentuated her sharp collarbones. A sleek black pencil skirt hugged her curves, while a sharp blazer completed the look, exuding an air of confidence and professionalism. Her hair, usually worn in loose waves, was pulled back into a polished chignon, showcasing her delicate features. A pair of classic pumps, their heels clicking confidently against the floor of the offic, completed the ensemble. She probably dressed this way in order to impress my father. Although, to her credit, Denise always knows how to dress up. Anywhere she is going, she knows how to look sharp. She knows just the right outfit that will complement her figures and for the event. I smiled faintly. Still, I am sure she picked this outfit today at the new firm, determined to make a lasting impression on not just my father but the people at …. The sile
“I want you to be happy, Denise. But I need to know you're not rushing into something because it feels right at the moment. Luke might be a good man, but remember, a mate bond isn’t just about feelings. It’s about trust and understanding as you would be getting married soon.”“I know, I know,” she replied, her voice slightly exasperated but still gentle. “I’m not a child anymore, Damien. I can make my own decisions.”I smirked, my protective instincts easing for a moment. “Of course, you're an adult now. But I’ll always be your brother, and I’ll always look out for you.”I paused, watching her for a moment. My heart softened as I realized just how much she had grown up in the past few years, though my protective instincts still ran deep. She is not the same young lady I sent to the human world to school.“Are you happy, though?” I asked softly.She met my gaze and smiled. “Yes. I am. I didn’t think it was possible to feel like this with anyone, but he makes me feel safe. I think that’
I left his hand as soon as we got close to the doors. I wouldn’t want them to see me with my hands in his for now. When we are properly introduced, then I can hold his hand all I want. Luke seemed to agree as he just smiled at me. The moment Luke pushed the doors open, the room erupted into cheers.“Beta Luke!” one of the men shouted, his voice booming. Several others surged forward, clapping Luke on the back and shaking his hand. Their joy was palpable, and it warmed something deep inside me to see how much they respected him.“It’s good to see all of you,” Luke said, his voice carrying over the noise. He raised a hand to quiet them, and the room fell silent almost instantly. “I know there’s been a lot of confusion, but I want to assure you that everything is resolved. What happened was a misunderstanding, and it’s been handled.”The men exchanged glances, nodding in approval.“What about back home, Beta?” one of them asked. “Is everything secure there?”Luke smiled faintly. “I’ve he
“But I can assure them of his release, too. I can even take one of them back to the dungeon to prove it to them if that’s what it takes.”“I still think it's a bad idea, Lyra. The guests have started arriving,” he said, releasing my arm. Then he nodded towards the crowd outside. “I saw your father’s assistant as I was coming in just now.”“Oh. We wouldn’t want him seeing me now and trying something so soon.”“Exactly,” Rowan said, nodding his head as we were all on board with the plan.I sighed. “I think you are right. Find Luke and tell him his men need him.”“Sure, Luna,” he said, smiling.I decided to head inside my room, our room and start getting ready for the event. As Rowan said, the guests have started arriving, and the event will start soon. I need to dress up and also make sure that Leo is ready.I turned back and headed upstairs. I wonder what sort of clothing I should put on. I need something that would pass a message without being shouting or showy, something that would
I loved having him big and hot inside of my sopping wet hole. I love the feeling. I wanted to cum already, and I started to ride him faster and harder. I moaned his name out loud as I pointed towards my climax. His hands squeezed my nipples hard to bring me even more pleasure before sliding downwards to hold my hips.Damien started thrusting his hips up to meet me midway to bury his cock even deeper inside with each thrust. He was thrusting so fast and hard compared to my own previous thrusting rhythm. It felt so hot.“Does it feel good? You’re squeezing me so tightly down there,” Damien whispered in my ear while pounding his heat into me harder. I hope he is not trying to get into a rut. I’m not sure I want another pup just yet.“Yes,” I answered in a whisper. I wasn’t sure he heard me, so I nodded in response and hugged his neck as I bounced up and down on his cock. I moaned and kissed him hard, grinding my tongue against his as I ground my hips and pussy wall against his cock. My
Lyra’s PovI told Damien that I couldn’t stand by and watch an innocent man die. He simply nodded and brushed his thumb on my lips. That sent some electric jolts down my body. Is this man trying to seduce me here? Earlier on I listened to his thoughts about Luke and spoke about it.But I didn’t want him to suspect what I had done so I disconnected and stopped listening. I have to let him know of my new found powers before I can use it on him. That only seems fair. I only used it on Denise because she was wallowing in pity and I wanted to help her. I’m glad it ended well. But from now, I have to let people know and then ask for their permission before I get into their minds. I wouldn’t like to invade anyone’s privacy. That would seem like abuse of powers. I turned to look at Damien. This man is definitely trying to seduce. I don’t need to read his mind to know that. "And that’s why you’re perfect for this role,” he said. “You challenge me, Lyra, and that’s exactly what I need."Wow,
Luke’s povI took another step forward, a slow smile spreading across my lips. "Hello, Denise."Her breath hitched. "You are out of the dungeon.”“Is that a question or a statement?” I said, my voice low but steady.“I …I’m just surprised, that’s all,” she blurted.“Well, I’ll answer you anyway,” I said, taking another step closer. “I’m out of the dungeon, mate.”She gasped and looked up to meet my eyes.“You …you knew?”“Of course. From your scent, I already know. And I’m sure it's the same for you.”“Since…since when?” she asked.“Yesterday,” I answered, taking another step towards her. “Yesterday evening, when you came to greet your sister-in-law.”“But ..but..but..,” she stopped and took a deep breath. I guess she is trying to calm herself so she can stop stammering. “But you didn’t say anything yesterday. In fact you barely even looked at me,” she smirked. She looks so sexy doing that I want to kiss away that smirk from her face.“Well, I wasn’t sure what I was experiencing. I
Damien’s pov When Luke said he had to go, I left my seat and came round to shake his hand, thanking him for giving all this information. It's Been an enlightening discussion with him intimating me of all the happenings in the pack world where it concerns Axelland. I held his arm with my other hand while smiling at him as I wished him well. I gave my regards to Alpha Jaxon and his wife though since he said he is going back that day. I then led him to the door and smiled as he left and closed the door after him.I stood at the closed door and sighed. IIt'sbeen a tiring day and the day is not over yet. Luke seemed like a good man, someone I could become friends with. If only we didn’t start with this misunderstanding. I rolled my shoulders to lessen the tension there as I walked slowly back to a couch to sit down.“At least, he is out of the dungeon,” Lyra said to me as if she could read my mind. “I’m sure he will understand your actions and will forgive you.”I nodded, but there was s
“Yes, Lyra, I knew about him. I visited your mother some time ago. Remember, I told you about it. I had just learned that your father had a bastard son. So I paid your mother a visit to ask about him, among other things.”“You knew?” Lyra asked.I hope this doesn’t degenerate into a couples fight of ‘you knew and you didn’t tell me’ between them.“I also got to know recently, just days before you came back,” Damien clarified and Lyra was silent.“The main thing,” I cut in, “is that that boy in our dungeon may be his son. And possibly Lyra's half-brother. Since we have created a new relationship, Jaxon wants to release him to you so you can deal with him according to your own laws.”“It should be instant death for him. He tried to kidnap the heir of this pack," Damien said, and Lyra gasped.“Damien, he could be related to me. Besides he may not really know what he was doing. I feel my father threatened him into doing his bidding.”“But he kidnapped my son and tried to run away with him
Luke’s povThe guard led me away, and as I stepped into the pack house, I was welcomed with warmth and the comforting scent of home. The scent of fresh pine and burning wood filled the air, a stark contrast to the damp, musty dungeon cell.The packhouse wasn't a crumbling, gothic mansion; it was a sleek, modern house nestled amidst a grove of ancient oak trees. I noticed the trees when we arrived yesterday. The exterior was a blend of steel and glass, reflecting the moonlight like a thousand shattered mirrors. Inside, the minimalist aesthetic was punctuated by unexpected touches of the past. The guard took me through the hall. The main hall was a soaring space with a polished concrete floor and a wall-sized fireplace roaring to life. Animal skins – wolf, bear, and even the occasional cougar – were draped over sleek leather couches, adding a touch of primal elegance. A grand staircase, crafted from dark wood, led to the upper levels, where the bedrooms were spacious and luxurious, eac