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Vance’s POV Beta Duke was in the office at the pack house waiting for me. He noticed the contours of my face and knew that I was troubled. “Heard you took an injured wolf to the hospital last night. What happened?” “I almost killed the son-of-a-bitch, that’s what happened!” I snapped as I sat in my executive chair. I knew he wouldn’t let it go so easily. “It’s Sianna, but we have more important matters to discuss.” “Our Luna is also important, Alpha.” He corrected. “I hope both of you work it out in time and if you need any relationship advice, Keisha and I are here.” “Hmmm.” Trying to even out my breath, I stayed mum for a moment under the scrutiny of my Beta. "Come on, you need to get it off your chest." He sounded gleeful and I sputtered, bringing my hands to shield my eyes like that would make him disappear. "I bet that you stayed up all night again." "Hasn't that always been the case?" I muttered harshly as I flipped through the papers and not read anything. "The work doesn
Vance’s POV I don’t know how long I was sleeping before I woke up with my cock engulfed in tingles and sparks. My body stiffened with the tactile pleasuring of hands around my erected shaft, stroking me up and down. My eyes shot opened to find Sianna fondling with my cock. She lean forward and thrust her wet tongue out to lick my slit. Her thumb and index finger were wrapped around the shaft's base in the shape of the "OK" sign as she grasped it to maintain the action. She continued to stroke along my rigid length as if she were experimenting with the pressure that felt comfortable to me. She then formed the remaining fingers in a fist-like formation around the shaft. With her tongue flickering on my tip, she added a delicate twisting motion to the up-and-down stroking. Her ball of black hair tumbled down on my pelvic. My hands launched to coil into her hair as I felt each jolt of pleasure from her tongue action. “Fuck Sianna!” I was trying with every fiber of my being to restrain
Sianna’s POV Flashback – Tuesday night After talking with mom and dad on the phone, I went back to my room and started to miss Vance. The very mate bond that I was running away from was operating like a magnetic element within me, which generated bizarre yet wonderful emotions. I wanted more of Vance, the thought of feeling him inside of me again, was already sending a throbbing into my core. My heart was now skipping at with my anxiety. A brilliant idea jotted into my head. I took out a white bodystocking lingerie from my draw. I was going to surprise visit Vance and I aimed to look the sexiest that I could. I wanted his face to have that drooling expression. I laughed to myself as I showered with my favorite body wash, lotion my body, applied light make-up and got dressed in the lingerie. I grabbed my single breasted trench coat from the closet and tied the belt around my waist. “Mom, I am going to Vance’s. Don’t wait up!” I shouted as I arrived downstairs and took her car keys
Vance's POV Returning to the office, a tinge of guilt etched at me for leaving a very tired Sianna at my home. The photographic memories of her tousled appearance, having her legs spread in two different directions, with her black hair masking her face was a beauty to behold. I was in a better mood after the fuck fest that we had. After finding her in my bed and the way that she allowed me to play with her all night, she had totally calmed me down over what Curtis had done. Attempting to kidnap your Luna was a grave crime that gave me the justification to kill him, and my wolf was furious that I hadn't done it yet. I am terrified of losing Sianna, and this dread is what keeps me from hurting Curtis. So I decided to let her officially break up with him so that all interactions would end. Hopefully, sooner than later, or I might truly go off the deep end. Now it was time to deal with the big matters. Duke was slouching in the chair but sat up straight as I entered the room at the pac
Sianna's POV Again, he made me sore after our love making session. Alphas are incredibly resilient, and while I have heard tales of their prowess, I never imagined that I would ever be mated to one or even be with one. Thank goodness for my wolf’s healing abilities or I wouldn’t be able to walk. Tossing the aquamarine polyester sheet from my body, I prepared myself for the arduous trip to reach the restroom. The tub was the preferred method to wash my body because I didn't want to stand too long on my own given how delicate my core felt. A few extra minutes in the warm water should hasten the recovery process and rejuvenate my strength. After soaking for thirty minutes, the calming warm water achieved its goal. Now, my bruised core felt a lot better. Knowing that I managed to settle Vance down made me feel good. For the time being, Curtis was at least protected, but unfortunately I had to see him. Without an official breakup, I won't be able to keep Vance at bay. I still wasn't read
CURTIS’ POV I am hooked up with drip and I am slightly feeling better. The deep claw wound is still not healed and it pained like hell. Fuck, I challenged my Alpha. The realization made my stomach clutch with dread. This was undoubtedly bad. I hope it didn’t jeopardize my candidacy as an elite. In all seriousness, the conduct of my wolf was supposed to have me exiled or killed instantly, but for some reason he took me to the hospital for the doctors to patch me up. Was my Alpha so benevolent, or was it the Gamma that pleaded for me? An alpha’s wound would take days to heal. I knew I had no choice but to move about with this abraded wound. Dr. Stone, Sianna’s mom checked in on me yesterday. She examined me the instant she found out that I was injured and in the hospital. I got along well with her parents and they loved us being together. So she comes four times a day to look in on me. That’s my future mother-in-law. I smiled slightly. An ocean of guilt doused my mental state and th
Sianna’s POV Nothing much was said to Wendy after I visited the basement, instead, I oversaw her thirty lashes. She fainted after the first eight were applied. Three other omegas were in the room as they used water to revive her, splashing it on her face, and they continued. With another four strikes of the whip, she lost consciousness again. I didn't think that she would survive, but when she looked up at me with that ominous sneer on her face, I made the choice not to intervene. I merely emphasized to Madeline the importance of properly grooming the omegas and the potential effects this could have on her. Vance had been busy, busy, busy. At first, he didn’t plan on going on the mission and then he changed his mind. When Duke came to his office yesterday I left before I heard the detrimental issues that the pack encountered. Later, Vance shared them with me and I didn’t realize how much our Alpha did for the packs until being this close to him, I should have sat through the meetin
Curtis’ POV I called after Sianna as she ran away from me but she kept on going. Damn! How could she want us to be over? I wasn’t having it. She was mine! I went back into the room for my bag and signed the discharge forms before leaving the hospital. I went directly to the conference room at the pack house to hear the final details of the mission. There were several things to do before setting out. We had to eat a substantial meal, register for our weapons, and load our utility belts with canisters, silver beads, and bombs. This was the time we were putting all our gear and equipment to make the march to the rogue’s location. The Gamma and Alpha came to give us a motivation speech. The gamma gave us the tackle plans and the method we would use to surround the rogue territory. The alpha assured us that we were strong and could maneuver the mission successfully. He thanked us for our efforts and hoped that we all made it back to our pack and families. I was observing the Alpha as
-VANCE’S POV-Looking up from the laptop with concern, I found Sianna sultrily shimmying out of her dress. My lips parted to the slightest bit and my cock hardened. Our wanton eyes clashed. She raised a brow at me and sashayed her sexy body towards me.The conference was still going on and I couldn’t let them see her in that incredibly salacious lingerie, but I couldn’t take my heated eyes off her.“I came to join the meeting.” She teased in such a sexy way that made a growl slip from me.The soft lines of her hips and thighs had my cock stiffening in my pants. Her hips swayed in that sheer lingerie set in black lace with a crotchless G-string. The rosy nipples of her round breasts peeked through the matching bralette and a choker adorned her neck.The culmination of all my impulses was the need to latch onto those nipples with my lips, suck on them, and bite them down until she released that startled, demanding moan. My cock desired mainly one thing.Her.My addiction. I need to touc
-SIANNA’S POV-“Can we go home now,” Venus hoarsely pleaded with harlequin eyes, sitting up in the hospital bed of the bright sun-filled room. “I could eat some burgers, fries, and a coke.” Her gaze flickered from me to her Dad. “I’m starving.”Miriam, Marlena, Vance, Hailey, Mom, and I laughed as she said that. A sigh of relief left me as I looked at my daughter who was back to her old self after receiving the antidote. A lot of love flowed through the room.It’s been two weeks since she has been comatose. Can you imagine how thrilled I was when my mate told me about the antidote to get all of the kripling’s blood out of her system? We arranged everything for the next day.Just the sight of my daughter was enough to clog my throat with tears. Mom’s slender hand was warmly in mine as Marlena and Miriam helped Venus awaken from her coma. Vance held my shoulders, standing behind me. Hailey chewed her nails, ruining her manicured fingers.“We’re almost done, princess,” Vance stated, nonc
-VANCE’S POV-A thin smile curled my lips to see him being the usual hot-blooded Gamma that he was. Instead of thinking of himself, Blayne was coercing me into another battle. Contrarily, I preferred to fix the rift between me and my Luna. There was no anger or burning sensation in the link of the mate bond, but it did not mean that she was not still upset with me.“No.” I finally answered him. “We killed their king and generals. The Supernatural Triad Council’s gatekeepers are searching for Squiggles.” I deciphered. “The werelions will be humbled by their loss and the drastic reduction in their population. It will take years before they wage war against us. It is at that time that my generation will eliminate them.”“All planned out, huh?” Blayne scowled with disappointment. Even with his limp, he managed to keep up with me.“Yep.” I dictated as we made it to the top and sniffed the air. My eyes narrowed slightly as my face wrinkled up. “You smell cheesy, Blayne. Take a few days off.
-VANCE’S POV-Approximately one hundred of our warriors lined the gray plateau at the summit of the cliff, southwest of the territory. Awe-inspiring scenery can be seen here thanks to the panoramic view of the horizon and the thundering waterfall to the right which plummets directly into the ocean.Given its natural beauty and the absence of unpleasant recollections of bloodshed, it would be a pity to tarnish the region's unblemished history today.It was the Black Ops Patrol Station at the end of Beacanview Forest that alerted Raj of our visitors. Undoubtedly, he must have gotten the word to Blayne, or maybe Blayne beat it out of him. Either way, he was not supposed to be working.“Oh damn!” I inspected my battered Gamma up and down before we went down the granite cliffside trail. “You look worse than Freddy Krueger.”My heart went out to him and, oh boy, I was thrilled that he was alive. Although, he was disobeying my orders.Blayne was in black gym shorts with his blistered top shi
-THIRD PERSON’S POV-Venus and Vaheed sat around the breakfast nook. Vaheed was busy on his phone while Venus was reading the Brew'n Herald Newspaper. The paper was previously brought in by Zuzu and she flew away to have her morning flight in the forest.“The investigation update was posted on the front page. Turns out that the kriplings only attacked us. The vampires and witches were not attacked.” Venus highlighted with her harlequin-green eyes fastened to the paper.“Who cares? Dad’s dealing with it.” Vaheed shrugged, finding his phone more entertaining.Venus was disturbed by his uncaring attitude. “Those things were pretty powerful and they hurt me. How can you say that?”Understanding that his words hurt his twin sister’s feelings, Vaheed put his phone on the table and patted her on the shoulder. “Vee, you are safe now. Dad will make sure that they don’t hurt us again.”Venus sighed, gulped down her dose of halo-moon serum from the vial on the table, and went back to flipping th
-SIANNA’S POV-“I wanted to know what my punishment is.” Valen petulantly said as he continued descending the stairs, freshly showered.“Not a good time, Valen,” Vance told him without looking behind. I turned around and picked up a magazine from the center table, blindly flipping over pages.“Well, aren’t you going to give it to me tonight?” Valen pressed with hands in his jeans pockets.“Why are you so eager?” I continued scrolling the page with brewing agitation. “Do you think we’ll go easy on you?”“It’s not that, Mom.” Valen approached the couch, sheepishly. “I just wanted to start it right now.”“Why?” I flipped my head around and turned my body on the couch to scrutinize his face properly.“My punishment will end on Friday and there’s a party at Benji’s house on Saturday,” Valen dared to mention, battling an inner monologue.I glared at him. “You have the gall to tell me that you intend to go to a party when your father has just brought you back from an unapproved outing.”“Go
-SIANNA’S POV-“I’m sorry, Mom.” Valen expressed his regret as he entered the foyer of our home with Vance. He did not let me lash out at him for his recklessness.Automatically, I placed my hand over my heart. My entire body slumped in relief as I exhaled heavily. Still, he was going to get the hot seat.I sat in the living room on the long U-shape black leather couch with my head turned in his direction. “Valen, I can’t accept that apology until you explain to me what the hell was going through your head.”Vance stood by the Faux Marble White console table with a gold base, allowing me to handle our son's latest escapade. He would also feel the scourge of my tongue later.It was a little before sunset that Vance and the team went back to the aircraft carrier ship. The journey to Dark Wolverson was long from Oscianever Loch of the Pacific Ocean and so it was the next day in the afternoon when they arrived home. I fretted the entire sleepless night, watching the hours and praying that
-VANCE’S POV-My razor-sharp teeth flashed through the cold smile that I sent to Assad when Raj kneed Tygart into his crotch. Tygart’s eyes went as round as saucers as he dropped his knife, protectively clutched both hands before his family jewels, and fell to his knees. He was as vulnerable as a newly hatched chick coming out of its shell.In a rapid dash, Raj picked up the weapon and slit his neck. Tygart fell on his side and clutched his blood-leaking throat as his life slipped away right before his king and brother.Assad wrestled like crazy to be freed from my grip to no avail. He was powerless and helpless. The defeat eliminated any spark in his orange eyes. “We surrender,” his voice was a hoarse croak.“It doesn’t work like that, trog.” I gritted to Assad as fury rose, burning through my veins.In the meantime, muscles bulged in Kodjo's pallid neck as he ground his teeth in frustration, refusing to relent. As the tenuous seconds ticked by, his breathing labored during the kickb
-VANCE'S POV-Nyx returned in an ethereal white glow and spat out a dead fizzing repulsive form of a kripling and laid it down on the deck of the only ship left intact. He shook his large white head, flashing out his tongue at the distaste of the creature.Nyx set afire the dead kripling that burns into cinders. One down. Two to go. Next, Zuzu, materialized on the deck with the necromancer in one claw and a flailing Assad in the other."Tell her to take them to the shoreline of the first island," I told Valen, and he directed his guardians to do so.With that, all the jets altered their destination to Holmeva Ferney Islands. We found a clearing and managed to land.Alongside five elite warriors, Duke, Raj, Marlena, Valen, Devin and I trotted through a scanty area of bayberry and beach plum trees to the beach. My elites stood behind the criminals with their artillery leveled at them while we stood in front of them.The sea air arrived with a lofty nostalgic draft as blood, death, and s