~Storme~I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling of my room as the morning, hours after Theo had left for an emergency meeting with the elders. My body felt relaxed, and even though my pussy was sore and aching from the events of the past few hours, I still felt calm.My mind, however, was anything but relaxed. It raced with confusion, drowning in an ocean of endless unclarity.And it was all because of Theo.The name alone sent a ripple of heat through me, and my wolf stirred restlessly. She was thrilled about our connection. But I was far from settled.How could he be my mate?I had always assumed my mate would be… someone like me. Someone struggling to keep their footing, not a prince whose confidence and power radiated with every move.Yet I couldn’t deny the truth, not after what happened.I touched my lips, still swollen from his kisses. The memory of his hands on my skin, the way his body pressed against mine, was enough to send my thoughts spiraling.My wolf purred in contentm
~Storme~“No,” I said quickly. “That’s not what I meant.”“Then what did you mean?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous.I faltered, my confidence crumbling under his intense gaze. “I don’t know,” I admitted, “I don’t know what any of this means. All I know is that being near you feels so right that I think it must be wrong. And that terrifies me.”Theo’s expression softened, and he closed the distance between us in two quick strides. He cupped my face in his hands, forcing me to look at him. “It scares me too,” he said quietly. “But it doesn’t change the fact that you’re mine, Storme. And I’m yours. This wasn’t us. This was the work of the Moon goddess. Our wolves chose each other.”The sincerity in his voice was my undoing. My defenses crumbled, and I leaned into his touch, my eyes closing as I let myself feel the bond between us. It was powerful, undeniable, and seeing that there was nothing I could do to stop that pull, I stopped fighting it.“I-I don’t know what to do,” I whisp
~Theo~“It’s been two whole days, Fred. And all you can report to me is that you haven’t been able to find the witch who did that to my father!?”Fred wiped off perspiration that had gathered on his forehead and exchanged glances with the Gammas behind him.After carefully appraising the situation, I’d concluded that it was only a witch that could inflict those kinds of wounds on a werewolf. The wounds weren’t just a result of stabs and slices of skin.The stabs and claws might have assisted, but I was wise enough to decipher that it was just an instrument meant to hinder the main purpose and to hide that it was a vile, unwanted creature who perpetrated the act.I was trying my best to hold off on lashing out at them as much as I could because I was aware of how they’d scoured the whole kingdom in search of this intruder.“There’s been no trace of any witch around the kingdom for the past twenty years, Theo. The men and I tried our best to—”My fist thumbed on the table simultaneously
~Storme~Luck wasn’t on my side today. Whatever it was that had pushed me to curse the King that day had disappeared. The darkness wasn’t there. I couldn’t feel it.I’d been there on my knees for hours, praying to whatever it was that might have inhabited me that day, to heal the king and restore him to what he used to be.Whatever this was, it wasn’t anything good. If hurting people was all it could do, I wanted no part in it. I didn’t even want to think about what would happen if Theo eventually found out that I was somehow connected to what happened to his father.King Marcellus might be a ruthless ruler, but he was still Theo’s father. I doubted that he would kiss a girl who hurt his father in an unearthly way.‘I think you need to calm down, Storme.’ My wolf whined. ‘You’ll wear yourself out at this rate. You know I’m not strong enough to help you.’I ignored her whining and kept on pacing the length and breadth of my room. Theo had ordered a search party to find the supposed cul
~Storme~My hand slowly crept to my inner thighs as I imagined my mystery man touching me, and whispering sweet nothings into my ear. My other hand found my nipples and started to rub on it, pausing occasionally to pinch it a little harder.“Mmhm” I moaned, allowing my other hand to gently flick around my pea.The pleasure that I got from that singular action was out of this world. My body bucked as I applied more pressure, my juices aiding in non-friction movements.I was supposed to be a virgin before I officially became mated to anyone, but my hyperactive sexual libido was a problem for me. Ever since I turned sixteen, I’d always been on heat most of the time. And mine comes without warning.Since I was to be a virgin, I found a way around everything. The problem was the hole, right? So, I didn’t bother with it. All those years, I’d played around with myself long enough to realize that all I needed to quench my sexual appetite was not in the hole.But rubbing around it right now wa
~Storme~“She’s been crawling into my bed every night, trying to seduce me. And while I was trying to leave the house a few minutes ago, she grabbed me and started to kiss me. I tried to stop her but I didn’t want to hurt her. She was too determined to have me in her bed by hook or crook”My jaw dropped at the blatant accusation that danced around the room. I shook my head frantically, knowing what would happen if I didn’t dispute the accusation.“That’s a lie!” I cried, “He tried to force himself on me. He tried to rape me!”I think I saw the colorful stars dancing around in my vision before I felt the pain that swished through me. I grabbed my cheeks, trying to douse the hotness that came with my stepmother’s slap.“Are you trying to call my son a bad person?” My stepmother snarled, her eyes a fiery furnace.“But it’s true. He’s been trying to force himself on me ever since you—”Another heavy slap sent me reeling and grabbing the air for anything to steady myself. I managed to open
~Storme~I had lost track of the days I spent in the dungeon. My body ached from the cold, and my stomach was hollow from the little food they gave me. I had fallen from an alpha’s daughter to a prisoner in a place that was more a grave than a room. My body trembled, both from the cold and the horror that had become my life.King Marcellus had thrown me down here like I was nothing, his punishment for my unwillingness to submit on that first terrible night. I had been naïve to hope that he might show mercy. But mercy was not something men like Marcellus possessed. He had taken from me, broken me, and now he had left me here to rot.When the guards finally came to release me, my first instinct was disbelief. I was released with orders, barked at with as little care as if I were a dog. “Wash up,” the guard said with a sneer. “The alpha wants you to prepare his food, and it better be perfect.”My throat was so dry that I couldn’t respond even if I had the strength. They left me in a sma
~Theo~I watched her as she hurried away, her head down, clutching the tray as if it were a lifeline. My eyes followed her, unable to tear themselves away. The girl, whoever she was, had just collided with me moments ago, sending everything flying to the ground, yet all I could think about was the jolt that shot through my body when our lips had almost touched.It wasn’t just a simple accident. There was something more, something different in that brief contact. My wolf stirred inside me, more alert than it had been in a long time, pacing in the back of my mind, restless and excited. I couldn’t understand why. Her scent lingered in the air; soft, delicate, and something else. My heart still hadn’t settled, thudding against my ribcage with an intensity I hadn’t felt in ages. I caught myself longing to feel her touch again, the warmth of her skin against mine.“Who is she?” I muttered under my breath, still staring down the corridor where she’d disappeared.“What’s that, Theo?” my beta
~Storme~Luck wasn’t on my side today. Whatever it was that had pushed me to curse the King that day had disappeared. The darkness wasn’t there. I couldn’t feel it.I’d been there on my knees for hours, praying to whatever it was that might have inhabited me that day, to heal the king and restore him to what he used to be.Whatever this was, it wasn’t anything good. If hurting people was all it could do, I wanted no part in it. I didn’t even want to think about what would happen if Theo eventually found out that I was somehow connected to what happened to his father.King Marcellus might be a ruthless ruler, but he was still Theo’s father. I doubted that he would kiss a girl who hurt his father in an unearthly way.‘I think you need to calm down, Storme.’ My wolf whined. ‘You’ll wear yourself out at this rate. You know I’m not strong enough to help you.’I ignored her whining and kept on pacing the length and breadth of my room. Theo had ordered a search party to find the supposed cul
~Theo~“It’s been two whole days, Fred. And all you can report to me is that you haven’t been able to find the witch who did that to my father!?”Fred wiped off perspiration that had gathered on his forehead and exchanged glances with the Gammas behind him.After carefully appraising the situation, I’d concluded that it was only a witch that could inflict those kinds of wounds on a werewolf. The wounds weren’t just a result of stabs and slices of skin.The stabs and claws might have assisted, but I was wise enough to decipher that it was just an instrument meant to hinder the main purpose and to hide that it was a vile, unwanted creature who perpetrated the act.I was trying my best to hold off on lashing out at them as much as I could because I was aware of how they’d scoured the whole kingdom in search of this intruder.“There’s been no trace of any witch around the kingdom for the past twenty years, Theo. The men and I tried our best to—”My fist thumbed on the table simultaneously
~Storme~“No,” I said quickly. “That’s not what I meant.”“Then what did you mean?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous.I faltered, my confidence crumbling under his intense gaze. “I don’t know,” I admitted, “I don’t know what any of this means. All I know is that being near you feels so right that I think it must be wrong. And that terrifies me.”Theo’s expression softened, and he closed the distance between us in two quick strides. He cupped my face in his hands, forcing me to look at him. “It scares me too,” he said quietly. “But it doesn’t change the fact that you’re mine, Storme. And I’m yours. This wasn’t us. This was the work of the Moon goddess. Our wolves chose each other.”The sincerity in his voice was my undoing. My defenses crumbled, and I leaned into his touch, my eyes closing as I let myself feel the bond between us. It was powerful, undeniable, and seeing that there was nothing I could do to stop that pull, I stopped fighting it.“I-I don’t know what to do,” I whisp
~Storme~I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling of my room as the morning, hours after Theo had left for an emergency meeting with the elders. My body felt relaxed, and even though my pussy was sore and aching from the events of the past few hours, I still felt calm.My mind, however, was anything but relaxed. It raced with confusion, drowning in an ocean of endless unclarity.And it was all because of Theo.The name alone sent a ripple of heat through me, and my wolf stirred restlessly. She was thrilled about our connection. But I was far from settled.How could he be my mate?I had always assumed my mate would be… someone like me. Someone struggling to keep their footing, not a prince whose confidence and power radiated with every move.Yet I couldn’t deny the truth, not after what happened.I touched my lips, still swollen from his kisses. The memory of his hands on my skin, the way his body pressed against mine, was enough to send my thoughts spiraling.My wolf purred in contentm
~Storme~If I thought that what he did before was raw pleasure, then this was excoriatingly raw, real pleasure.I held onto his hair for dear life, afraid that I might collapse from what he was dishing out to me. When his tongue slid in, probing and searching, and his stubble grazed my opening, I knew that there was no way that I wouldn’t want to do this again after this time.I’d become addicted to him.‘You taste so good. I might be addicted to eating you right now.His mind-link skyrocketed me once again to the clouds. But he wouldn’t stop. He replaced his tongue with his fingers, while his tongue found my already sensitive clit once more. They swirled, tugged, licked, pressed.He did all that, letting me ride on the wings of my orgasm as much as I should.Then he stood. I could see his erection straining against his trousers. It occurred to me that I’d been the only naked one all this time, and he had been fully clothed.His shirt came off, followed by his pants.God, he was so ha
~Storme~I gulped.That was a tough agreement to accept. King Marcellus never takes no for an answer whenever he is in need of my body. Accepting Theo’s terms would be agreeing to go head-to-head with the king.As much as I wanted him, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to do that yet.As if reading my thoughts, Theo’s grip tightened on my jaw. “Do you want to fuck me, or him?”It wasn’t a question. We both knew what I wanted.“You.”His low voice vibrated deep in the craniums of my soul. “Good.”His mouth descended on me again, wiping off all traces of doubt from my mind. There was something about the way Theo kissed me. It made me giddy. It made me feel drug-infused, and it certainly made sure that he was the only thing that I’d be thinking about for the longest time.Edging me towards the bed, Theo slowly lowered me down. The moment I was sprawled on the bed, my body was exposed to his lustful eyes. Even though this was nothing that he hadn’t seen since he fingered me to orgasm the othe
~Storme~Feeling good was an understatement as I stirred this morning. If there was some kind of adjective that could top it, then that was what I felt. My body felt amazing and relaxed, something that I hadn’t felt since I came to the Castillo Tribe.I stretched, a lazy smile dancing on my face. Today was definitely going to be a great day; I could feel it in my bones. With my husband away at his peace meeting, I had the whole house to myself. And that equaled doing whatever I wanted without fear of anyone.My eyes opened slowly, and the faint hue of the early morning sun seeped through the curtain and caressed my face as if I were its once-lost lover whom it finally got reunited with.Taking a deep breath, I reached out to cuddle my pillow closer to me, as I felt lazy to leave my bed immediately. I needed some time lazing around, or maybe I just wanted to hump my pillow. It had been a habit back when I was still in the Normadic Wolves.However, instead of the usual soft, silky pill
~Theo~With those three words, I became completely unarmed. The way those eyes looked at me, the plea was so glaring. It made my cock nod in approval. She finally begged. I didn’t care if it was an unmerited opportunity. The fact still remained that she begged for my touch.The handle forgot the touch of my hand as it slipped out, my only focus on the temptation sitting on that bed.I moved, faster than I could have imagined. Maybe it was the excitement, or maybe my wolf finally decided to put its superpowers to use.“Say it again,” I said, pulling her up to meet me. “I want to hear you beg me once more.”To be honest, I could pounce on her whether or not she repeats the words. My wolf was already jumping around in my head, which was unusual. It was like he couldn’t wait to claim her. That was weird, because she wasn’t ours to claim. She wasn’t our mate.My gaze went down to the sheet which she had covered her body again when I came back. One tug, and she was gloriously naked before
~Storme~It was quiet. The crowd has dispersed, King Marcellus has gone to his peace meeting with the leader of the rogues, and the servants have retired for the night. The only sound that I could hear was the sound of the night bird, occasionally singing.I’d just come out of the shower after spending almost thirty minutes soaking myself in the bath. Slipping out of my robe, I sat at the edge of my bed reminiscing about the events of the night.I glanced at the crown which was now mine, sitting on a plush jewelry platform. The diadems sparkled, drawing attention to it. A queen. That is what I am now. Technically I now have more power than almost everyone, except the king. I could decide to punish Adan, his mother, or even my father if I choose and no one would question me about my choices.“Father,” I whispered, “I’m a queen now. I’m no longer so useless to you.”On a whim, I wanted to dash back home and hug my father. I wanted to tell him everything that had happened to me. Maybe