Ismena noticed that his breathing was still uneven and his eyes were still closed. Physically, he does not look like there's anything wrong, but something felt wrong to her."Are you alright?" She asked, concerned.He did not say anything for a few seconds, which intensified what she felt. She rose from the cushions of his arm and looked at him carefully. "Is it the poisoned wounds?" Her eyes went to his pant-covered leg."Yes," he admitted, "The two bullet wounds are trying to heal themselves, but they are deep, infected wounds which makes it hard." A pause, "With every attempt at skin rejuvenation, it hurts. Badly.""Oh, my God. Does it mean it's not gonna heal?" The realization that he was in pain filled her with sadness.For the first time since he stepped into the woods, he smelled the river several miles away from them. His enhanced senses are returning, and his eyes have become clearer too."It will. Just slower and more painful than usual." He replied at last in a calm voice,
It soothed him to know that even though all clans have their difference—and might even be in disagreement with each other once in a while—that there was still a good level of oneness, peace, and togetherness amongst them whenever they come together for a meeting.He proceeded to reassure every one of them that he was fine and there was no damage done by the Wolfhunters, so they should let go of all their anger. Of course, they argued that there was indeed damage; referring to the rhodium wounds on his left leg."Not only that, the wounds got infected from a lack of treatment, which makes it all worse," Adanel spoke for the first time.Series of shocked gasps filled the air, this time, including Alpha Degar's. He did not know about the infection. None of them did.Noises rose in the air again and they all began raging all over again.Wolfaraine looked at Adanel wordlessly and without surprise, but warily too.Of course, the male would pick up on the infection because Adanel was also a
Blanket of stars stretched to infinity in the night's sky; some look the color of birthstone-blue while some looked polar-white in color, some looked like twinkling stars and if you're in motion, you'll think that some are moving stars, flickering and shimmering in the sky. The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night's sky, making the night aglow with it's zinc-silver orb. It was a beautiful night.In the streets of Naturiah, most upper changelings like: the werewolves, cougars, tigers, leopards, elephants, jaguars e.t.c, took the form of their animals to enjoy the wild and the beauty of the night. Some formed combat circles, some ran the woods, some couples were out taking a walk in their animal form and children in their forms playing too.Through the huge windows of the hallway of the Tower, the night's light penetrated translucently which made the hallway aglow and illuminated the figures of three huge males walking in soundless footsteps to the direction of the
Wolfaraine opened the door of his bedroom and walked through it. His chest was heavy as if a metallic rock was logged there after his visit to Nalaila's room and his left leg was starting to throb.Her scent was everywhere in this room but she was nowhere within sight. At first, he'd thought she wasn't in his bedroom but then, he heard the shower running.He felt calmer all of a sudden and the wolf spread out languidly inside him, growling in sheer pleasure. He felt better.Then, he stiffened at the unexpected reaction to her presence. It irked because he should not be reacting to her like that.Control yourself, Wolfaraine. You both agreed that it's just gonna be sex. Do not forget that you also have to let her go after the Ring is found and brought back to Naturiah. You do not want a mate. You cannot afford to have a child. Do not forget.Walking further into the spacious room, he began removing his evening clothes.Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Ismena allowed water to cascade down he
"Wolfaraine...!" She gasped, shocked and embarrassing.He turned her to face him then and stepped back. He nodded and crossed his arm over his wide chest, "It was sexy as hell, seeing you moan while pleasuring yourself and thinking of me. So, I want to watch you do it for me now.""But, I can't—" "You can." He drawled seductively, "Touch yourself for me, Ismena."Like she'd received a compulsive command from the supernatural God of Sex himself, Ismena found herself automatically giving in to him. She was so aroused, she knows it wouldn't take much from him and she'll come.Her face was all shades of blush as her trembling hand moved on its own accord to her belly where it rested for a moment. Then, it began moving down...down...down... Her eyes closed."No. I want you to look at me." Her eyes snapped open and settled on his hard, chiseled, handsome-like-the-devil-but-never-smiling face. Although it remained unreadable, but the intense look in his blue eyes screamed banked-up desire.
His bedroom was illuminated by the light penetrating from the window. Far away, a bird was singing, a wolf was howling and crickets were chirping.A naked Wolfaraine dropped a naked Ismena on the bed, coming down with her. They were both dripping wet but he did not care about that. His mouth founds hers, kissing her deeply. Urgent and primal, just as his need for her was. He drove his tongue into her mouth, licking and sucking on hers for very long seconds.Then, he broke the kiss and looked into her dazed eyes, "I wanted to start this night by going down on you. But then, I found you that way in the bathroom and I went crazy."She moaned, her cheeks ruby."Now, I just want to fuck you. I just want to fuck you all night." Then, he stroked deep into her tight seethe.Ismena gasped into his mouth her eyes closed, and allowed the burning sensations of his penetration to wash over her. Her fingers caressed his wild shoulders as he jerked out of her in urgency and stroked deep into her ag
On the bed, Ismena watched him through half-lidded eyes, her brain feeling so drugged out by everything he'd done to her body. She felt empty when he pulled out of her and his sheltering body suddenly left hers. But at the same time, she felt relief. He'd almost killed her.As she watched him stroke himself through his own climax, she came to the conclusion that this beautiful man here will be the death of her. Not her heart. Him.She laid the way he left her; her feet resting on the mattress, the heels digging into it which left her knees raised and wide apart from each other. She was so dizzy, that she hoped to hell and prayed that he was done with her. But, he wasn't.The look in his eyes said he was not done taking what he wanted from her body. His still-hard-as-a-rock, strong dick was clearly saying he was not done enjoying her body. And the way he turned with purpose and started walking back towards her said he was only getting started with her."Oh, God, Oh God, Oh God," She s
He could feel himself beginning to thread the lines of exhaustion. Of course, a male like him can thread those lines for more hours—days even—without walking over it. if he wanted to, but that was not the point. The point is that she'd been with him every step of the way until he was threading these lines."Wolfe..." She breathed again, her eyes so heavy she could barely keep them open. Her cheek resting on the bed, she closed her eyes. Ismena was almost sure she was on the verge of a blackout.He placed a kiss on her cheek, stroking deep inside her, "I've got you, Ena. I've got you, baby."Those words made her feel safe from everything in the world, except him.He moved in and out of her in rhythmical strokes, placing a kiss on her neck. A passing look at the window facing him confirmed the time to be the very early hours of the morning. She'd given him so much tonight, and he had taken much more than she'd given him. He was inside her for hours, all night. And yet, he couldn't get
When the full moon eventually came, screams from two women in two different parts of Naturiah were particularly high in the air because two couples were getting mated. One from the Cougar Clan, the other from the Heart of Naturiah.In the Cougar Clan, Alphose held his woman close as he gave her all that was him. She has never taken all his forms before, but tonight she was going to before the mating ritual is performed. Her sweaty body shook under his, and he could smell her fear too. He whispered words of love and encouragement to her ears as he filled her body from behind yet again and began thrusting again.They were in their bedroom, kneeling on the floor with Kassandra's upper body lying on the bed and Alphose's own blanketing hers from behind. They've been at it all night. She has lost count of how many times she has released. At this rate, her soul was going to leave her body. Alphose was the best lover she'd ever been with—hell, even the word 'best' does not do him justice. G
"I love you too, baby." He rose with her in his arms, withdrew a gold ring from his pocket, and slipped it into her ring finger. "It's so beautiful..." She cried, staring reverently at the sparkling jewelry. "It looks so good on you," he whispered to her. That night, they made passionate love together. As always he took his time arousing her body, touching her everywhere until she begged him desperately to join them intimately before he proceeded to do just that. They created the perfect rhythm together, moving sensuously and whispering words of love to each other. Wolfaraine took his time making her go wild in pleasure in his arms, he savored the cries, the litany, the sounds he drew from her as they pleasured each other for hours. Afterward, they lay together, sated and happy. He caressed her belly, cradling their child as Ismena burrowed closer to him. "I'm so glad that it was my father that helped us escape. We were victorious because of him." She played with the soft hairs
The next day, Onaries was publicly executed in the square at the Heart Of Naturiah, before the people. Crowds gathered to watch it and it gave them great satisfaction to see the shame, the humiliation on the psycho's face before he was beheaded. To Onaries, it was the worst punishment. He should have killed himself when the lab was invaded—it was better to die in battle than to be killed by public execution where the people get to laugh at him, spit on his face and call him names. He'd been tortured for days by his own Head Sentinel, Rodarh who took great pleasure from the act. He tortured Onaries until he lost his pride and begged to be killed. But Onaries, that monster, had denied him. Until today when he was publicly executed. As for the human doctor, Beloca; Alphose, and Degar had taken turns beating the man up, they carved his skin out of his own body, his screams like music to their eyes. They tortured Beloca to an extent that he stopped breathing several times, but they did
"Nothing, Miss Kassandra; I only forced your dormant hormones to come alive. My 'attempted claim' on you forced your body to wake and take on your mate's scent." He smiled a little, "Now, you practically stink of him." Sandra doesn't understand. "Him?" She asked, confused. "The Steele trying to break down that door, ma'am. You are his mate. There was a time you were very sick, right? To the extent you thought you might die, right?" Sandra doesn't need to think hard about that. "Yes, when I was very young, I suffered pneumonia." He nodded knowingly, "Whatever drugs humans used to cure you suppressed your hormones that made you a potential mate. So deeply suppressed that they wouldn't have stirred if you hadn't met your lifemate, my twin brother, and I wouldn't have been able to awake them if I didn't push as hard as I did. I'm sorry for hurting you, lass." The man wasn't as bad as she thought he was, Sandra thought, and some of her fears dissolved. Instead, joy began spreading thr
When Ismena heard the news about Alphose and Kassandra, she left the Tower and went back to Eline's house to be with her best friend. Sandra cried on her shoulders, dreading every hour that passed, every ticking of the clock because it was a reminder that Josiah was already on his way to Naturiah to claim her. She told Ismena that she didn't wanna do it. She just wants to go back to the human world. It's better to go home to live the rest of her life alone than to be with a man who isn't her Alphose. Although it killed Ismena to do it, she talked her out of it. How will she live the rest of her life knowing that she could have met her soulmate? She could have been with him, but she gave up on it? She talked her into giving Josiah a chance. After all, who knows? It might be the best decision she has ever made in her life, right? The Alpha King, on the other hand, could only pat his best friend's shoulder, commending him for doing the right thing even when the 'right thing' hurts. B
He smiled, "She is. Do you remember all your time together with her?""Oh yes. She is my best friend.""She will be so happy to hear that. It'll probably make her cry. She thinks of you that way too. Maybe even more.""I want her to stay with us forever. You're going to mate her, right?" "Yes, I will. If she will have me." Wolfaraine stated matter-of-factly. He has no doubt anymore. He wants to spend the rest of his life with Ismena. In fact, he cannot imagine his future without her in it."I'm glad. I hope she will have you, too. We will be one big family. She is so brave. She's everything you need in a mate. She always came by my room, all the time, no matter how scared she was. She came every day. I knew you two fought when she didn't come by for a few days. I was mad at you because you let her go.""Is that way you growled whenever I came close? I thought perhaps you hated me.""I never. I was just mad at you, madder, because I couldn't tell you how I felt. I'm happy you two sort
He walked into the room, quietly closing the door behind him, and took a few minutes to just stand there and watch them. The two most important women in his life. He felt lighter and refreshed, his heart filled with happiness like he'd never known before. How his life has changed in the past few months. He'd resigned himself to a bland life filled with guilt, sadness, and loneliness, never taking a mate, never having a child of his own, and living day by day with the fear of not knowing when he would lose his sister forever. But Ismena came into his life and changed it forever.He'd felt more in the past six months than he has in almost twenty years. The past no longer fills him with rage and sadness, his cougar wasn't as rough and out-of-control as before. He has a mate who is so highly compatible with him, his child is growing in her belly, and his sister, who he thought was lost forever was back to him again.Complete. He feels complete."What are you thinking so hard about?" Ism
Gasps of disbelief filled the air. The people were shocked and excited. They found it hard to believe that their King's sister—someone who they'd all given up on—would take her mortal form again after all these years. Murmurs rose in the crowd, bits and pieces of them could be heard audibly."Did you see that—" A voice said."What just happened!?" Another added."She took her mortal form again...!" "Bless the Lord!""May the deities be praised...!""Did you see that too?""...thought it'll never happen for her.""It's been eighteen years."Wolfaraine Daminor Throne stood frozen. He glanced down at the small, pale, feminine hand in his larger one. His eyes trailed from her hand to her arm, up to her shoulder, her neck, and her teary face. His throat constricted at the sight in front of him.She was more beautiful than the distorted image his mind had desperately held onto all these years. His sister was ten the last time he saw her face. His eyes watered as he gazed into eyes as blue
All the leading Alphas of Naturiah were there, the sentinels, the Betas, the Omegas, the houseworkers. He could see Eline, Mirian, and Kassandra too, even the Alphas that fought with him in the human world earlier in the day. They were all gathered there. They rose and greeted him respectfully when he walked through the door with his mate in his arm.Then they were crowding him. The joy and relief on their faces, filled his heart with love for his people. The females had tears in their eyes as they came really close to him. Some were hugging him, while the others were kneeling at his feet—a gesture of welcome and respect. They were all careful not to press tightly against him because of the woman in his arms. Ismena wiggled a bit, a sign that she wanted to be on her own feet, but Wolfaraine glanced at her and shook his head slightly."Please, I'll be careful, and I'll be right here by your side." she pleaded, a hint of her smile on her face. She knows how badly his people wanted to g