"Her body rejected the damn drug. She has been convulsing for hours." Dr. Beloca snapped, glaring at his colleague.Dr. Gideon's lips pursed together, staring at the prison cell. Their subject was puking all over the place. Again. "Obviously, MD4 does not agree with her. Maybe you should try the Zerolyte?" Dr. Gideon suggested."Can't. Zerolyte is supposed to work with MD4." Dr. Beloca glanced at his wristwatch impatiently, "I have to wait for at least three more hours before we try ClomidSH. We injected her three hours ago, but she didn't keep it down long enough for the damn thing to actually settle in before her body rejected it. This is frustrating, really."Dr. Gideon narrowed his head thoughtfully, "Did you check her for pregnancy when she was first brought in?" Dr. Beloca waved him off, "Those animals can smell pregnancy. They said she wasn't pregnant, and I believe them." He paused, "Besides if she was, she'll not only be puking, but she'll be bleeding all over the place whe
Horror followed betrayal. Did they torture the information out of her?Time started moving again. Wolfaraine caught two of those bullets and fisted them hard until they were deformed to ensure they were beyond reuse. Swiftly, he ran in the direction of THAT voice, sniffing loudly until he got to the man's exact location and pulled him out from behind a pile of bags of sand. A quick once-over showed the man was older than he'd thought. Probably early fifties."Try laughing now, human." He drawled savagely."What are you...!?" The older man began, but Wolfaraine shoved four fang-fingers into his neck and ruthlessly pulled out his throat. The man began making gagging sounds.Just then, more bullets came, and he used the man as a shield. All those bullets went into the man.However, one went through the man and entered his thigh—the same thigh he already took a rhodium bullet in. A groan tore from his throat at the painful sting. Instantly, he felt himself weakening. Shit.Wolfaraine le
Alphose hated seeing an older man or an infant cry, especially if he cannot do anything to take the pain away. He stood there helplessly, with Degar, watching Alfred sob like a child. They'd told the older man everything, from the tales of the Wild Psychopath down to the part the traitor played in his daughter's disappearance. It wasn't easy to tell her father, but they'd had no other choice.The man wiped his tears with the back of his hand, trying to get a hold of himself. Alphose extended him a white handkerchief which he took gratefully. "I failed her. I swore to her that I would always protect her... I vowed to myself that she would never go back to that hellhole again." He sniffled, "I failed her.""Don't blame yourself, Alfred. You are recovering from a near-death experience. It was not your fault. We are the people that failed her. She was in our land, our home. This was in a home that was supposed to be the safest place in the world before she was kidnapped. So if anyone is
His head whipped to his back to see Ismena stirring awake. He'd been in so much pain that he didn't notice her presence before. The sight of her calmed him a little bit.He shifted his body and focused on the small, fragile-looking body uncurling from the cold, hard ground behind him. A deep feeling of relief settled over him as he took in the sight of his woman for the first time since she went missing.She is alive. His Ena is alive. He noticed the bruises on her pale skin, and a growl emitted from his throat. She was hurt."Mena..." He groaned hoarsely.Ismena woke up feeling very weak. It took a great effort to open her eyes. She must be dreaming because she just heard a voice that sounded like her Wolfe's."Mena?" His voice came again, followed by a ruffle of movement behind her.Ismena's head followed the sound of that voice, and her eyes flashed when she saw him. He was lying down a few feet away from her in that familiar black robe of his, blood on his thighs, his eyes filled
Ismena just stared at him."What?" Clearly, her ears must be reacting to whatever drug these monsters injected her with because she was very sure that he couldn't have said what she thought she heard. Wolfaraine placed a hand tentatively on her belly, his eyes filled with awe. And stark happiness. "My child... My child is growing inside you.""No, no, I don't think so. B-But, I can't... Is that even possible?" She was at a loss for words. Her eyes lowered to the gentle hand caressing her belly, and tears filled her eyes. Is it true? She was so scared to hope."A-Are you sure?" She stammered out at last, her eyes pleading with his. It will kill her if this turns out to be some kind of a joke or delusion. Wolfaraine palmed her chin, pinning her eyes with his, "I know I'm badly wounded, I know my senses have dulled, so I understand your doubt. But I know what I smell. Your scent has altered, Ismena. That lavender scent can never be mistaken. Trust me on this, baby. You are pregnant."
"Listen to me, baby, we have to. These people must never find out that you are pregnant, and they will if you put on any kind of resistance. You only need to focus on me. Focus on me, and everything will be fine, I promise. Think of it this way; I need to get us out of here, and I can't do that in this condition. To heal, I need you. I need you, baby, okay?" "Okay," She nodded, sniffling. "T-That's better. I want to heal you. L-Let's do it." Then her eyes closed with a ragged groan as his tongue swept into her mouth. She focused completely on him. In her mind, their environment disappeared in a mist. His tongue caressed hers, licking at her until she stilled it by suckling at it lightly. God, she has missed him so much. Being this close to him after a month of being separated from each other filled her with so much pleasure. She tasted the dark spice that was uniquely his, her heart beating faster in arousal and anticipation. His head tilted as the kiss took on a desperate quali
He was practically sweaty with the need to bury himself deep inside her and empty his sac repeatedly inside her until her lower belly took on a slight bulge for being full of his cum. His injuries were long forgotten.Wolfaraine plunged into her in one long stroke. At the same time, his head came down, and he buried his tongue inside her mouth, swallowing her scream of ecstasy. The feeling was paradise. Hell, this woman will be the death of him. Get a damn hold on yourself. She is pregnant, he scolded himself. Take it easy on her; she has been tortured too. And she's weak.The inward pep talk helped him calm down a bit. He stilled, kissing all over her face before retaking her lips. Her muscles tightened around him so hard that he gritted his teeth to keep from coming then and there. Her hips twitched desperately beneath him in a silent plea for him to move, but he held her still."Please, Wolfe please," She wanted to scream, but barely had breath for a whisper.“Ismena. Lord. You’re
"You can't go with me; none of you can." Alfred said for the umpteenth time, looking back at the two huge men walking behind him. The sizes of these men have always been scary to him—he would have been cowering at being crowded by not one of them but seven if he wasn't so worried about his daughter and her mate's safety."We are not sending you to the lion's den unprotected. Besides, we gotta be there to save them." Alphose said stubbornly, "I don't care what the plan should be. I'm going with you."Degar sighed, running a jerky hand through his long, dark hair. "The human is right, Alphose."They were at the Wild Forest. Fortunately, after so much scanning, calculation, and calls to some changelings in the human world, they finally got a location out of those number codes Alfred provided. They'd made a plan to work with, but apparently, Alphose was still having a hard time accepting the plan."The human is right." He repeated."I don't care, Degar. I sincerely don't care." Alphose g
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