Wolfariane Daminor Throne picked the man up and threw him away. He landed flat on his back on the cold pavement and passed out cold. In a dark empty alley, he stood alone once again, barely holding himself from roaring to the sky. His ring is not with this man, Ethan. He'd hunted those two men—Aiden and Ethan—that attacked the woman in the restroom but the nightclub, but they are not in possession of his ring. It had taken a lot of convincing for them to get him to believe that they aren't with his ring. He'd believed them too because the wolf couldn't smell it on them. That leaves one last person. The female. His mate. She is the one that stole his ring. Damned female! The basic rules which keep the changelings in check in the non-changeling world stopped him from shifting forms and letting the wolf hunt her down. Rules he helped create. So, instead, he closed his eyes and allowed the memories of three nights ago to wash over him. He recalled her scent—her main unique scent tha
A week later...~NORMAN CITY, OKLAHOMA.~Naturiah's Agricultural And Livestock Company. NAALC.Ismena stood at the clearing of the huge familiar skyscraper of her workplace, staring at the abbreviation of the company, written in bold letters at the very top of it. A very famous and successful company that has branches scattered all over the world, Ismena can still remember feeling like the happiest woman in the world when NAALC accepted her job application seven years ago. It was a dream come true.She'd applied for it and several other lower agricultural companies, all her hope had been in the lower companies, but when the most successful agricultural company in the world accepted her job application and gave her an interview appointment with the company, she walked into the cloud all day long. All these years, she never regretted her job. Not even when it swallowed all her time, giving her little to no time for boys, fun, and relationships. Not even with her direct boss, Mr. Macdo
🌺NORMAN CITY, OKLAHOMA🌺It was late evening when Ismena got home with a wild smile on her face and threw herself on her sofa. She can still remember the look on Henry Macdonald's plump face when she'd called him an àsshole."You're fired, do you hear me, Cranes!? You are fired!" He'd shouted behind the door after she walked out.She'd opened the door, stuck her head back in, and shouted, "Doesn't make you any less of an àsshole, does it?" She'd accompanied her words with a sweet smile she knows he hated so much before she closed the door to his angry face and walked away.Now, she relaxed back on the sofa. Aah, what a sweet day. Her cell phone rang, and she picked it up. "Sandra!""Don't sound so excited, you wicked witch! So, you're back in Oklahoma but you didn't say anything to me!? Are we even friends at all!?" Sandra screamed in her ear.Ismena winced, "I'm sorry, so sorry, Sandy. I've been meaning to call you, seriously...""When!? I heard it's been a week, you witch!""Uhm, h
A blush crept to her cheeks like he just reminded her what she momentarily forgot. "Look, I really didn't mean to steal it. If you'll just turn a blind eye to it. You're a rich man and all that. Or, if you'll just let me go, just this once, I will—""You will do what?" The groan was to her ear. His upper body pressed her deeper into the wall. Suddenly, he needed more of her scent in his system. He inhaled deeply.He's sniffing her neck! "I'll most definitely not steal again, that I can assure you." She squeaked. Does he wanna eat her up!? Sure looks like he's playing with his meal. A shiver worked down her spine.Yet, she couldn't resist rubbing her aching breasts to his chest, seeking any kind of relief from this hunger that only increases."Stop that." He growled the command through gritted teeth.She stared up at him and blinked innocently, "Stop what?"A pause. A harder scowl. "Do you know what smells better than fear?"She has no idea what he means, but she managed to squeak, "W
The silence was heavy. Thick. She took a nervous step back."What did you just say?" The question was calm, but there was nothing calm about the way his eyes went greener. There's nothing calm about the way a shiver of dread worked itself through her bones."Your e-eyes, it's doing a c-c-color thing—"He glared at her. Big, GREEN, glare.She lifted her hand's palm out as if to ward off evil, "I'm really really sorry. I needed the money to buy my meds!" Shit, her tone is back to a squawk!He took a predatory step forward. She stepped back again and collided with a wall. The same wall he'd kissed her senseless on a few minutes ago. She can still taste him on her lips.With another step forward, he moved into her personal space, caging her to the wall again, but this time around she knows for sure it was not to kiss her senseless. More like to murder her.Ismena squeezed her eyes closed, "Please, please, please, have mercy! I didn't mean to p-pawn your ring but I needed the money! I know
The sun has gone down really well, the night sky was shiny with the twinkling stars and the yellow half-moon that dominated it. By the time they pulled up to the clearing of her apartment again. Ismena was well tired to her bones. It was a hard day, and she also missed her afternoon medications.But all that doesn't matter at all when compared to the problem at hand. The trouble she'd gotten herself into. The pawnbroker, Mr. Haggins, really did close down his store and left town. No one knows where he packed too. No one knows his destination. No one knows how to reach him. Not a phone number, not a relative, not an address. Nothing.She can feel him behind her as she stepped out of the limo. He hasn't said a word since their investigations. His silence terrified her more than his blank faces and eye-color changes. She walked sullenly to her apartment, unlocked it, and walked inside. He followed her.Ismena was done peeing her panties in fear. She turned and faced him bravely, "So,
He can understand that, but it doesn't change the fact that his precious ring is out there in the hands of NoOneKnows. The mountain lion prowled around in fury."You're doing that growling thing again." It sounds like he wants to eat her, no matter how irrational that might sound to her ear but it doesn't dismiss the feeling. The fear in her eyes was palatable. He hadn't been aware that he was growling, Wolfariane closed his eyes to get himself under control. Hunger for her has been crawling at him since he stepped onto her front pouch hours ago, he has been battling himself—and his wolf ever since. Everything about control is turning out to be harder than usual, especially in front of this woman. If the ring is really where he is beginning to think it is, then this woman is in more danger than her health can ever put her. While he does not care one bit about what happens to non-changelings, he does not want to be involved in the reason why 'his mate' died. Not when she is already
One minute, Degar stood between her and the door, the next minute, a huge six-foot tall cream-yellow leopard dominated three times the space the man occupied before, its beady blue eyes watching her pointedly.Ismena's head stopped sending and receiving signals. Infact, it went blank as she watched a man turn into a huge leopard right in front of her. W.H.A.T!?What happened next, she had no idea. All she knows is the walls of her bedroom were closing in on her. Why is the floor suddenly moving up to meet her face...? She was barely aware of her body hitting the floor.Wolfariane, on the other hand, watched the woman's eyes go very wide, then it rolled back into her head and she dropped on the floor like a heavy sack, out like a light.Degar in his leopard form turned towards him and grunted, pushing his head in the woman's direction."I did expect her to faint, Degar. Who wouldn't? She saw a man morph into a leop." He made no move to pull away from the wall, but his head was workin
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