Sandra woke up feeling very wonderful, even though the other side of the bed was empty. Oh, what a great, great day for a great, great mood!Finally, she has gotten a piece of Alphose. And what a very good piece that is! The memory of what they did together flooded her, and along with it came shivers and a fluttering in her belly. "God, that man is gooooood." She groaned aloud to the empty room, with a very huge smile on her face."I see that someone is in a very good mood this morning," Eline said, entering the bedroom. She stopped by the doorway.That was when Sandra noticed the woman, "When did you come back? Wait, what time is it?""It's early afternoon, dummy. I came back three hours ago. I see someone got worn out the night before, huh?" She smiled mischievously.Sandra dragged the covers over herself, glaring at her friend. "Don't you have something else to do?""I'm making lunch, but that can wait. Tell me, you made love with my Alpha all night, right? I know you did because
For a moment, Wolfaraine thought; perhaps, he did not hear her right. "What?"Blurting it out like that made it easier for her. "I know what it sounds like, but please think about it, Wolfe. I've been with you for almost half of the year now and we've been together in the most intimate way two people can come together. I think it's time I—""No." He said, firmly."But, Wolfe—""No." His tone was final.Silence descended between them.Finally, Ismena exhaled loudly. "You are not even attempting to listen.""You must have a death wish, Ena." He looked at her like he was seeing her for the first time, "You must have one as long as my arm because that is the only explanation why you would want to do something like this.""I know it looks like that, but this is not easy for me, Wolfe. You don't think I'm scared? You don't think I've thought of everything going through your mind now? I have, but I think—"He shook his head in adamancy. "I do not think you have thought about HALF of what is
The tears she's been holding back for the past two days sprang to her eyes, but she stubbornly blinked them back. "I don't like it either. I've been so unhappy, unable to do anything else, but regret bringing up that crazy idea. I would have never thought about it if I knew it would make us fight like this." Her voice was low, she bared her soul to him.He took a deep breath and looked ahead of them at the beautiful sight of the night. "I just hate the idea of anything hurting you, Ismena. I don't know if I should call you Stubborn. Or brave. Or Crazy.""The three works." She offered sheepishly.He snorted, shaking his head. When he spoke again, his voice was informatory. "The cougar is nothing like Nalaila. It is a very damaged part of me whose only coherent thought and instinct is to Kill and Destroy. The cougar is much more feral than my sister, Ismena.""I got that idea too." She admitted softly. Unconsciously, her hand went to her arm where the animal had attacked her. Thankful
Her shoulders slumped in sheer defeat. She took a very deep, shaky breath. "It is very scary when you put it like that.""It IS scary. I will never put you in that position, Ismena. I can give you to the wolf for sexual intimacies but not the cougar. Never the cougar.""I understand now. Thank you for explaining to me, Wolfe. I am sorry for making you mad because of this."He shook his head, "There is nothing to apologize for. The truth is that I was angrier at myself than I was at you. If I was not so feral, if there was not a part of me that is out of control, we would never have to nurture an idea that puts you in danger in the first place. I know you were only trying to help...even if it is to your own detriment. That was why I was so mad.""Come on, let's go inside," he added, "You shiver occasionally, so I know you are starting to feel cold."He was right. "Okay, let's go." She agreed.Holding her hand in his, they walked together out of the balcony. He led her to her room, open
"What if there is a barricade between you and me before you shift to your cougar form? You know, some kind of boundary that will restrict it from attacking?" Ismena suggested, her face radiant with the hope bubbling through her.But his smile faltered and he visibly stiffened. "That will make things worse. I hate being caged or bound so much that just the suggestion of it is awakening my primitive sides. The cougar loathes every single thought of it, you will only get a mad, raging animal in your hands. It's like walking into a nightmare.""Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot! It was very insensitive of me to even come up with that after everything..." Her face mirrored her remorse and alarm, "I'm very sorry..."He waved her away, "It's okay, Ena. I know you mean no harm." His hand massaged his forehead where he could feel a throb beginning. A throb that can easily turn to a headache if the wolf does not settle and stop banging against it."Thank you. That idea was very insensitive but I have
"Ismena..." He trailed off, unsure."You promised to give it a try if there is the slightest way that my idea might work. I want to be with you completely in every way possible, without restraint. I want to feel you come inside me. I want to be with you in every position you want without the fear of losing control. I want to sleep and wake up in your arms. I want the cougar to accept me as the Wolfe did. Please Wolfe, just consider trying. It's not as dangerous if we play it safe enough."He went silent again. This time, it was longer than the first time. More tensed too.The more time passed, she started getting the feeling that he would not agree after all. Everything about him said she was right; from the look on his face to the tautness of his muscles.Her shoulders slumped in crippling defeat. "Okay then, let's not—""Let's do it." He looked at her and added more conviction, "Let us give it a try."Her mouth opened but no words came out. Her eyes watered. Then she threw her arms
"This is iron fillings, mostly from Morgan Silver. It can weaken us too and make us easy to capture. An average of it can keep a changeling weak for weeks, unable to get up from bed. Werewolves are more susceptible to this. A lot of it can kill a werewolf changeling." He instructed before dropping it and picking up the last bottle. "These are called Russian giant garlic. This one is not dangerous to us, but our animal forms hate it. The smell of it can force our animal form to retreat and when that happens, the male comes forward. That means it can practically force a shift when the animal is in charge." He paused, "Of course, the male does not like the scent either and would prefer not to ever perceive it because it makes the animal go berserk inside him; making it hard to control, making it hard to think, and causing a pounding headache to develop."He dropped the bottle, "So, the male tends to avoid it as much as the animal."Finally, he went silent, turning to glance at her.Ism
"You already agreed to it, Alpha King. And you already took steps to protect her. Your mate is the bravest woman I have ever seen, and even you have to admit that she has a way of making difficult situations easy. I mean, look at Nalaila," Alphose said, sipping his drink casually. Wolfaraine didn't reply. He has barely touched his own drink.Alphose was most surprised when the Alpha King returned to his home after just leaving it the night before. He figured that something must be wrong. At first, his King/friend had been tight-lipped about it and instead, went ahead to ask about the progress of the preparations they were making. They'd talked about that for a while before Wolfaraine had opened up.At first, he'd been speechless. He was shocked that Ismena would suggest attempting such a dangerous mission, but what shocked him the most was the fact that Wolfaraine agreed to it. But when he got over his shock and heard everything the Alpha King had to say, he acknowledged that perha
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