DamienThe winds howled like mournful spirits as i raced through the dense forest with my beta, Rowan, and a pack of skilled warriors at our side. I had heard reports of rogues breaching the northern borders, and I told Rowan to get a group of warriors and follow me.I would not allow such an affront to go unchallenged. My protective instincts burned like wildfire within me, urging me to act swiftly and decisively. The earlier I nip these attacks in the bud, the better. My plan going forward is to meet the rogues head on and kill every single one of them.By the time they suffer great losses in my hands they will stop bothering my pack. It seemed as they had a special fondness for my pack, I’m not sure other places get attacked this frequently. Anyway, I had revelares death for them all from now onwards. That was the focus of my discussion with Rowan two days ago and what we are going to do here today. Rowan had suggested that we try to find out why it seems that they are always atta
DamienThe dungeon was a cold, damp chamber beneath the packhouse, lit by a single flickering lantern. I stood outside the cell, my arms crossed, glaring at the rogue who had shifted back into his human form. The man was wiry, with scars running across his face and arms. He sat slumped against the wall, his breathing ragged but his eyes defiant.I signaled for the guard to open the cell and I went in with Rowan standing just outside. I glared at the man who was looking at me without any fear in his eyes.“Who sent you?” I demanded, my tone like the crack of a whip.The rogue just looked at me and chuckled, a low, grating sound that only stoked my anger. He didn’t answer my question. This infuriated me and I can’t use my alpha aura on him because he is not a member of my pack.“I said who sent you to attack my people?” “You think I’ll talk?” the rogue sneered. “You have no idea what’s coming.”“You’re going to tell me everything,” I said coldly, stepping closer. “Or I’ll make you wish
MarcusI couldn’t keep still. My legs carried me around my study in restless circles, the ornate carpet muffling my hurried steps. The large grandfather clock in the corner ticked away mercilessly, a constant reminder that time was running out. Three days, three whole fu*king days has passed.Yet I have not heard anything from the person I sent to Crewwood. I had sent that useless, son of a wh*re to do a simple job. A simple job. And not a single word from him since.The Sol Group meeting loomed over me like a dark cloud, set for tomorrow. I could feel the weight of it pressing down on my chest. Facing them without the little child in my possession wasn’t something I’d planned. But now I have to go along with them and pretend that all is well.Oh, that blasted son of mine! Any fool could have done this job effectively. What’s so difficult in picking up a baby, a little human being?“Damn!” I said as I hit a flower vase my wife had kept in a corner. It shattered to pieces. I looked at
LyraI arrived at the Luna's house just as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft golden hue across the hills. The evening air was cool, carrying the scent of pine and earth, Calista's favorite, I thought, as I walked up the gravel driveway. This is because I perceive this scent more than others here.Luna Calista greeted me at the door, her arms open wide, and that familiar warmth of her presence made the tension in my chest ease for the first time all day. Her hair was still a wild cascade of dark curls, and her eyes, they always seemed to be full of mischief. But I have known Calista to be anything but calm and gentle."Lyra!" she said, pulling me into a tight hug. "Good to see you. How are you doing?”I smiled and hugged her back. "I am good. And you?" "I am doing great,Lyra." She stepped back, eyeing my son, Leo, who was in my arms looking around the room, his wide eyes full of curiosity.”And how is my little man?" I passed Leo to her and he didn’t even make a sound
I nodded, glad that she understood where I am coming from.“Well, you are still at the early phase, from what Sable said. And I believe with time, you can decide to block out what you don’t want to hear. Or even concentrate on only your loved ones. You have Sable to guide you. She is a good woman and she will help you."I hope you are right." I took a deep breath. "I don’t know how I feel about all this. But I guess I can take it one day at a time.”“That’s the right attitude to take,” Calista said, studying me carefully, her expression hard to read. "Lyra, you’ve always had the strength to face whatever comes your way. I’m sure you will overcome this too." I nodded slowly. "I know. Sable says I’ll be ready soon, but I don’t know. It feels like too much sometimes." Calista leaned forward, her gentle hand brushing mine. "You don’t have to do this by yourself, Lyra. Whatever happens, you have me. And if you need to, we’ll figure it out together." “Thank you so much, Calista. I fee
I shook my head. “No, it’s not harmful. At least, it never was for me. It’s just some traditional herbs and roots. Nothing dangerous. I’ve watched my mother prepare many times before, for others who needed it. The only side effect is that it sometimes makes you… a little more ummm like you are in heat. I hope you understand.”She chuckled at this. Her lips curled into a thoughtful smile. “Of course I understand, Lyra. And that is not a problem.”I laughed softly, the sound light and freeing. “Glad to hear that.”Calista remained silent for a few moments, then finally nodded. “Alright, I’ll give it a try. But I’ll need to know everything that we need so we can get it.”I nodded enthusiastically, already reaching into my bag to pull out a small notebook. Inside, I had written down the ingredients my mother had used, the steps to make the potion exactly right. “There are a few key herbs,” I began, flipping through the pages. “First, you’ll need Myringwort. It’s a root that grows near th
Then he stood up.“I heard you can read minds. Are you reading my mind right now?” he asks me while coming closer.“No, I am not,” I replied, wondering where this is going.“I wish you were. So that you can know how you have consumed my mind, how much I think about you. How I want to hold you and care for you. This is what has been going through my mind from the first day I saw you at our border with a protruding belly.”Shock!Silence!!What did I just hear? No, I have to be sure that I heard right.“What?” I said with my mouth and eyes wide open."I care about you," he said, almost too quietly, as if the confession was a weight he had been carrying for a while. "More than I should." The words hit me like a cold rush of wind. My heart stuttered in my chest. I blinked at him, momentarily speechless, the weight of what he had said settling heavily between us."You ...you care about me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, as if I had misheard him. I still don’t believe this. “Bu
The morning sun filtered through the windows of Calista's home, casting a golden glow across the room. The herbs and roots the maids had gathered the day before were now carefully simmering in a large pot on the stove, the scent of the healing potion filling the air with an earthy, soothing aroma. I was deep in concentration, making sure the brew was prepared just as my mother had taught me. It had to be perfect. Calista and I were counting on it.I glanced over at her as she sat at the table, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on the cloth. She seemed nervous, yet hopeful. I could see the anxiety in her eyes, but there was something else there too. There was also a flicker of hope and excitement at the thought that maybe, just maybe, this could work. She wanted a child so badly, and I wanted to help her get what she deserved.Once I had finished the potion, we let it cool. When it was ready, I poured it into a small vial, the liquid glimmering in the morning light. I turned
“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