[~♥CORAL♥~]I dry my hair with a towel as I stroll out of the lavatory connected to my bedroom, my silk dress robe hangs loosely on my body, secured together by the rope around it. My feet patter on the wooden floorboard as I walk towards my bed where my dress is already lying in wait for me. I smile when I see it’s one of my favourite dress; Aga must have picked it out when I went into the bathroom to take a bath— I was getting old for her baby treatments and even though she’s minimised her efforts because I nagged about it, she’d always attend to my personal routine once in a while. She was relentless. Dropping the towel on the edge of my bed, I pick up the dress and head to my dressing mirror at the corner and stand in front of it. I pull the dress in front of me, admiring the smooth, soft pink material of the tunic, off-the-shoulder dress when from my peripheral vision, I catch sight of a small, delicate package atop the vanity area of my dressing table. I turn towards it, drop
[~♥CORAL♥~] “I was looking for you,” I tell him but my gaze lands back to his workspace. “What are you doing?” “N-Nothing… You don't need to worry about it.” He stutters, his body shifting to put up a block between his desk and myself. I frown, jolting my head upwards at his obvious lie. If it wasn't important he wouldn't have hidden it from me in the first place. “Why did you come? Did you need something?” He asks, attempting to distract me from the thing he was hiding and for a moment I almost get ensnared by the sway of his words. My mouth opens to respond to him but shuts close soon after and I give him a pointed look. “What is it?” I repeat my earlier question. “What?” “What you're crafting. What is it?” “It's not important.” He responds, his hands latching onto the back of his neck and his arm moves from the slow, rubbing motion. “It has to be if you're covering it. Why are you covering it? You never hide your work from me.” “That's because… this one's really… specia
[~♥CORAL♥~]Damian's gait is swift and measured as he stalks towards me. His gaze pining me to where I stand behind the pillar as he advances towards me, his taut body glistening with sweat; an evidence of his hard training with Leon and his muscles flexes with every breathy step he takes.Despite the alarm going off in my head at his approach, I couldn't bring myself to tear my gaze away from his roughly sculptured and unclad torso, entranced by the sight of his lightly tan skin glistening under the afternoon sunlight.His tribal mark is in full display, a dark crescent moon melting down into small falling stars inked onto the underside of his rib area, just above his waistline. It was a mark bore by every member of our pack and every werewolf across the world had a similar marking; an indication that one belonged to a pack.Damian's shadow looms over me just as his immaculate scent washes over me— the aroma of his woody earth and rooty scent mixed with the smell of citrus and smokey
[~♦DAMIAN♦~]“Do you like it?” I ask with a battered breath as I watch her. Antsy to know if my little act has pleased her in any way. I wasn't good at gentle gestures, I don't know how to do things like this. All my life it's been a shuffle between things that would lead me into a battle ground or a fight.But if it was going to give me any chance at winning over my mate, then I'd do a thousand of it and more—Anything at all to earn her forgiveness and acceptance.She drops her gaze back to the small dark green box I'd gifted her. I catch the subtle shift of her fingers as they clench around the box and her soft, pink bottom lip disappears into her mouth.I hold my breath, waiting on her answer. I'm not sure what I expect to hear but the almost imperceptible twitch that tugs her lips upwards has me waiting on gathered breath.Then I hear her voice, the soft, sweet, intoxicating tone coax my ears. “Yes. I love it… it's very pretty.” Her answer has my heart palpitating twice over and
[~♥CORAL♥~]I ran away.When even the cells in my bloodstream rapped at my chest to lean into Damian's gentle caress when the pad of his fingers skits across my skin as he complimented me.It's not the first time he's done so— Damian's always had a sweet tongue and he made sure to use it shower compliments on me when I was a little girl; from the crown of my head to the sole of my feet, Damian made sure to shower me with compliments whenever I adored any sort of ornament on my hair or whatever outfit I put on— they all did though.And I was used to hearing them. So why did it feel so different? Why did it feel like my feelings were going to topple me under the haze of the warmth I felt?I didn't mean to run but for a second, I felt the crippling ting of fear rouse inside my chest. It was my repressed urges of my bond link with him flaring up against his touch that sent me panicking.How much I wanted to lean into his touch; his warmth. But I was still angry at him. I was still angry
[~♥CORAL♥~]I don't know where I'm going with this. This constant push and pull is exhilarating.I'm trying so hard to fight these feelings swirling inside of me but somehow, deep down, I really don't think I want to. They're my mates after all.Why am I really fighting this?If I'm blind about their past actions, and look at them for what they are… they are everything and more that I want in a mate.Though three mates is a little excessive but at the same time, it feels… perfect, perhaps?Is it petty of me to be this way? Fight my feelings? Maybe because I'm too scared? Scared to move past it. Maybe I know it'd be too good to be true to have them as my mates.After all, they used to be a constant part of my daily life and they still are.They hurt me though. They lied and kept a deep secret. Even though it wasn't just from me, it affected me the most. Even so, am I supposed to just overlook it and accept them? Are my actions wrong?Is it… harsh? Cruel?I want to forgive them though
[~♣RAEGAN♣~] I take one look at my brothers’ faces and I know what's going on in their minds, though it's a lot harder to read off Rune’s face but Damian isn't even trying to conceal the despondency riding the features of his face. “If you keep scowling like that, you're going to swivel before you even reach your prime.” I taunt Damian, an attempt to ease his sullen mood but it just ends up causing his scowl to deepen. “I'm not scowling,” He states. “I'm thinking, Raegan.” “Oh yeah, what about, little brother?” It was a silly question but I couldn't help myself from taunting him, knowing it's only going to irk him more. Maybe because I wanted to alleviate my own misery and Damian is the sweeter choice. “You're only a few seconds older than me.” Damian clicks his tongue and I spill out a partly suppressed laugh at his jittering. “I'm still older though.” I keep up my taunting and Damian practically snarls at me. I smirk, the smugness of my satisfaction surfs across my lips and D
[~♦DAMIAN♦~] There’s an erring sense of silence in the room as we watch our pack’s doctor fuddle over our mate, and it’s hovering around my brothers and I like a darkly, daunting cloud on a stormy weather. We’re all trying to keep our cool so the theta can do his work properly but we’re also one second away from jumping at him at the slightest negative change at the hands of our mate. “How is she?” Raegan asks the question we all thought to voice. His right leg is bouncing in a steady but agitated rhythm and his thick, muscular arms are folded on his chest. On his words, our mate stirs in her sleep, a muffled sound leaving her mouth, a small frown contours her face before it lets up and disappears. She doesn’t seem to be in any more pain but her silky alabaster skin is now a ghostly pale and is almost awful to look at. Though the pain in her system have been abated, I still feel an unease to the cause of it and why she’d been quiet about it. For goddess’s sake, she could have been
[~♥CORAL♥~]Reagan's breath catches in his throat soon after the words leave my mouth. I flush with embarrassment and quickly throw my gaze away.I can't believe I just said that.Reagan's touch on my cheek has me looking back up at him. He must think I'm a wanton female for that utterance. I stare into his eyes and catch the pair of ice blue orbs flash into a smoking silver.“Do you… really mean that?” His voice is a deep baritone and it sends a shiver down my spine.Did I? I wasn't even sure why I said that but now, I'm just curious to know. My heart is thumping so hard against my chest and I fear it might leap out any second from now.I slowly nod, my gaze drifting to his lips before slowly trailing back up. His intense gaze was watching me intently before falling to my own lips. “Are you sure? He asks, “I don't want to push you…” the hunger in his eyes flares and he looks as though he's fighting his control.Damian had the same look in his eyes too. It's the same look that says h
[~♣RAEGAN♣~]“Why are you angry?” My little moonbeam demands as she follows me into the house, her foot plattering in the hallway as she tries to catch up to me.I glance at her over my shoulders, momentarily catching her bright green gaze hot on me. My lips curl up with a little smile before returning my gaze to my path.“I'm not angry.” I tell her. She doesn't buy it though, I could feel the doubt oozing out of her small body walking up behind me.“Lies!” She rebukes, calling me out on my bullshit and she was indeed calling me out but truthfully, I wasn't angry, not exactly. “You definitely are. I saw it in your eyes earlier.”I sigh, stepping into the living room. She follows. “Why? Why are you angry? Is it because I was practicing with Damian at the courtyard when you told me not to?”Her question has me confirming my thoughts about earlier with her and Damian out in the yard. So she was indeed practicing combat behind my back, that sleezy bastard, I was going to deal with him la
[~♥CORAL♥~]Damian groans lowly the moment my fingers touch his taut skin. His eyes closing and his head hangs even lower, hovering over mine as his lids clenches and unclenches. His nose flares, his low groans turning more animalistic and strained as though he was having an internal battle.It made me a little worried seeing such displays of emotion twisting up his face. I didn’t know if he was in pain or something. Am I causing him pain? Is it because I’m touching him? I didn’t like it. I didn’t like seeing him look this way.“Don’t do that. Don’t stop.” Damian says, catching my wrist with his hand when I attempt to remove them from his skin.“But… I’m… causing you pain.” I counter and try to free my hand from his grip but it locks like a vice around my wrist, trapping my hand against his chiseled abs.His chuckle is deep and exotic, I want to fall into the trance the sound caused inside me. “The last thing you're causing me is pain, sweet girl.” he says, his voice strained with som
[~♥CORAL♥~]“Raise your arms a bit more, lower your hips to steady your stance, that's good, just like that, keep it that way, your fist has to bear the weight of your strength…” Damian instructs calmly even though I'm trying my hardest to land a decent and possibly hard hit on his large body. He blocks them all and still has the gall to instruct so well!As Raegan had said he would, he'd instructed the instructors for my combat training class to sit me out of participating. They couldn't defy their Alpha.Raegan worries too much. It was barely a wound and it healed pretty quickly too. I could properly use my hands because of the pain medicine I was given but it's not like I was dying or had a fatal disease. He didn't have to withdraw me from practice.Five days have passed since my bruise and I'd secretly asked Damian to practice with me. He was much obliged to but with the condition that I rest a bit more, for two extra days, making it a week, to heal. Now we're at the courtyard at
[~♦DAMIAN♦~]“You're so mean.” I stare down at my mate to see a pout puckering her sweet lips.“Whatever do you mean, sweet girl?” I ask, letting a smirk curl up my lips.She looks up at me, her eyes flashing with a coy smile. She's finally gotten used to the name so now it doesn't bother her anymore when I address her by it. Then they turn solemn, almost like she's trying to scold me silently.“You know what I mean.”I did. But I love teasing her. The thrill her expression causes is a medicine I've gotten addicted to. Even when I don't want to, I just can't help it.I flash a grin, “I apologize, sweet girl. I just can't help myself when I'm around you.”I hear her breath catch in her throat just as her cheeks turn a light shade of pink. “You're not sorry at all,” she narrows her gaze at me.I can't help the chuckle that slips past my lips at her acute accusation. “And you don't think I'm going to forget about your sudden intrusion into school today.”“I wasn't intruding, sweet girl.
[~♥CORAL♥~]I let Damian drag me off the training ground, mostly because I'm still reeling from what just happened.Raina had tried to seriously hurt me and Damian had stepped in. He'd protected me. My heart felt afloat with the feeling of both fear and relief, it still does, the aftermath effect is still strumming around in my chest.Damian leads me behind a building. There's a bench resting against the surface when we round the corner and he pulls me down gently to sit on it before lowering his height and kneeling with one knee to the ground. His face is a mess of worry and… distress and his gaze fervently runs up and down the length of my body in fluid movement.“Where exactly does it hurt?” He asks, pulling up the sleeves of my shirt past my elbows, he carefully lifts my left arm to his face, inspecting closely.“Here.” I respond, using my other hand to motion across the length of my forearm. “All of it… hurts.”Damian's ember orbs flashes a glowering red and a snarl shapes his f
[~♦DAMIAN♦~]She won. My sweet girl won the spar. It was a little surprising because I knew her opponent was a lot stronger than her, she’d surprised me with that move she pulled.I couldn't help the smile that grew on my face the moment it happened.I've been beating myself up about stepping into her fight and breaking it off the moment her body hit the ground but I know that would only cause trouble for her.My girl was already trying to carve out her own part through her circumstances. I didn't want to be the new source of her agony. I never want to experience the hurt and broken heartedness of my mate ever again. She is the most precious fucking thing to me and bringing her joy is the only thing I'd live to do from now on.The instructor has just declared her the winner and there was a surprising alarm of cheers at her victory even though this was no more than a practice session. I was so fucking proud of her and all I could see in that moment was her.Wanting to get to my mate t
[~♥CORAL♥~]When my body hits the ground, my world spirals for a moment. Raina's movement had been so quick and her attack was sharp and concentrated, knocking me to the ground within a second. I barely saw her coming. Much to my dismay. She proved her strength when her body settles on mine. My hands though, had shielded my face on instinct, though it didn't ease the pain that spammed my body at the moment it made contact with the hard ground.Dust gust around us before it finally settles and I look up at Raina. A smug look paints her face and she's smiling down at me like she's just won.“Ha! This is going to be so easy.” She snarls wickedly, her smile turning into a mischievous grin, her eyes shining with sheer diviousness.And somehow, my gaze finds Damian. His arms are folded against his broad, black clad chest and so is the rest of him—built like a warrior king. His demeanor is stoic and fierce but I don't miss the way his hands clench at his sides and the very subtle flex of hi
[~♥CORAL♥~]The moment my gaze locks with warm ember orbs, I feel the air around me shift with an electrifying sizzle, for one, because Damian is here, as our supposed instructor and he smiles, waving at me like a child that's just found his mother in a crowd.It hinders my attempt at hiding my presence—though I wasn't succeeding much in that area either, my red hair makes me stand out like a sore thumb.The other, because there’s suddenly an uproar of excitement bubbling from the girls and the boys but most especially, the girls and very extremely, from Raina.My gaze cuts off from Damian, landing on Raina. She’s not looking at me this time because now she has her gaze solely fixed on Damian and I swear to the moon goddess that I can see the moon-struck hearts in her freaking eyes and I’m flushed by a wave of violence at her shameless ogling at my mate.“Quiet!” One of the instructor’s voice catches our attention again, this time, it’s the black haired one that speaks up, his voice h