Hello Readers, I hope that you enjoyed the journey of Vance and Sianna. I have only two chapters left that will take me some time to get done. Once again, you have been amazing and you can look forward to other works from me. Thanks for your patience and continued support. Lot of love! :)
*SIANNA POV* Blushing all day like a teenager had those around me piqued with curiosity. Whenever Vance's eyes met mine, my cheeks flamed up and I turned pink. Too bad that I was behaving like a young girl who was having her first crush, but it was hard to help after last night’s bondage session blew my mind. Vance warned that the sex dungeon would be used for two purposes. When I go into heat and misbehavior that requires punishment. The latter, of course, seemed more unlikely. Nevertheless, the thought of being a naughty brat tinkled in my head. I wanted to know how he would have me in that sex swing, and what else he would do to me. Now I’m smiling to myself, licking and biting my lips at the raptured memories that we had created, feeling open to the experimentation. Contrary to the girls who expected me to be mourning, I was a ray of sunshine and bubbling in bliss all over. Butterflies churned in my stomach and I couldn’t be more in love with my mate. Thinking of him made my cor
Ten years later…………… ***************** *SIANNA’S POV* “Luna,” the principal frowned as she explained the reason for this meeting, “Mr. Larry is the form teacher for our third-grade class, and at present, he is at the hospital.” I nodded because I had an idea who put him there, “Which one was it?” Mom also contacted me about the ways that the teacher cursed in the operating room as they tried to peel the chair off him. “This time it was Venus,” the grayed-haired woman thinned her lips and informs me. “She placed glue on his chair so that it stuck to his ass when he sat to teach the class.” She takes the glue bottle from her drawer as evidence of the act. Composed and apologetic, I looked at her, “Mrs. Moretti, I will speak to my daughter and ensure that it never happens again.” She gave a faint smile, “Thank you, Luna.” “I will ensure that she sends him an I am sorry card and apologize to him in front of the class.” There would also be a good scolding but there was no need to hi
Based on requests for bonus chapters, I will be adding scenes that transpired between Blayne and Cleo.They are of course, optional. However the second Epilogue will pick up from the end of the story, following what transpired with the stolen artifacts. This will contribute majorly to the plot of the sequel.From there, the story will branch into Mates: Remnants of a Betrayed Bond Book 2 which I will kick off soon. I want to spend quality time with the effort that I put into this book so thank you for being so very patient.Thanks again for you valued support.Have a great week ahead!Love always,xoxo, O'Chantal
Follows Chapter 36, the night of the Luna Ceremony when Blayne was ordered to go into the Mountains with Cleo:^~^-BLAYNE’S POV* Mixed feelings flowed through me as we pleated the napping shrubs with our bodies. My feisty mate walks ahead of me, deciding not to be a good hostess and stay by my side. I wanted to know her better. I have no intention of forcing the mate bond on her. If that's what she was thinking, she was dead wrong. Luna Sianna had given her clothes to wear; brown leggings and a polo shirt. Thank goddess. Her nudity flogged me with a raw animalistic desire that I had never felt for another woman. With me are Levi, Malik, Wade, Elias and Thomas. Senior Elite Liam was holding the forte at Dark Wolverson in my stead, and reporting to High Beta Duke since High Alpha Vance was on his honeymoon. As directed by the High Alpha, the mission was to investigate their background and validate the contents as a witness to the report that Cleo is required to submit on our return
-CLEO’S POV* Surprisingly, Gamma Blayne behaved for the rest of the evening. We held a bonfire and ate around the flickering embers as the flame crackled. Exactly opposite from me, he sat with his men. Lust-filled brown eyes met my death glares, wanting to drown him in my deep sea-green. “My warriors require a full meal. This is insufficient for us.” Gamma Blayne groused while side-glancing at me. “Make do with it. We eat in rations.” I snapped, my heart beat out of my chest. He had that effect on me. “We are guests. Shouldn’t we get preferential treatment?” He challenged in a deep baritone that was calming and sexy. I knew that he was aiming to get under my skin. He sought my attention any way that he could get it. This man was so powerful, dangerous, and unbelievably handsome. As the third-strongest werewolf in the world, the drawback of him was being cruel, ruthless, and deadly. Oh, suffocating and annoying should be added to the description. “No one is higher than the other.
-BLAYNE'S POV* “Gamma Blayne,” a shaky senior voice interrupted. Provoked, an incensed growl shook the ground, whipping air strikes of a harsh wind into the old man’s face. He clutched clumsily at his walking stick with his decrepit fingers. His hair had winter-white tresses. He had hard, wizened eyes and a clipped Abe Lincoln beard. His face was toil-worn and sun-tanned from exposure and he walked with a weary, lethargic air. “Yours. She’s yours.” Evidently, he knew how to deal with possessive male mates. “But we both know that if you marked her like this, she would not want to forgive you.” The veracity of his words jolted me out of my fantasy. Giving Cleo my penitent attention, her eyes fluttered as her mind tentatively refocused on the present. Daze, she opened her pretty round lips to curse when Sherda meekly interrupts with, “Gamma, Cleo is overworked and has not been eating properly. She fainted in the valley and Hunter Damon carried her part of the way.” I looked back at
This follows Chapter 54....... -BLAYNE’S POV* Shit! Cleo goes into heat tonight! “You could have told me,” I scolded my wolf, feeling anxious and like an idiot. After getting off the call with Vance, my brain was fried and my thoughts were jumbled. Though I'm in the bunker with my warriors, I'm completely zoned out. “You’re the one who keeps screwing up everything,” he huffs, “You’ve been so busy with the investigations that you barely visited her.” “You know why,” I charged him, “The guilt of arresting my own mate is killing me.” Plus those accusing fiery sea-green eyes scorch my heart. She’s bound to bleed me dry. “Yet, you are alive and making our mate suffer.” He jabs at me. “If you weren’t a part of me, I’d hope she dumped your sorry ass.” “Oh, shut the hell up.” I gritted. “We are one and the same. Let’s just focus on getting Cleo through the night.” “Heat lasts for days, dumdum.” He curtly pointed out. “It’s at least three days.” Fuck! I did not know what to do. I was
-BLAYNE'S POV- “What the hell are you doing here?” She retorted, giving me those knife-slicing eyes. Obviously, she was still holding on to an unnecessary grudge over the arrest. Technically, she was not a prisoner here. The cells were to keep her safe until we caught the psychopath who was killing our pack members. It was Alpha’s orders that she had to be detained. I had no choice in the matter. Cleo knew this, yet she punishes me for it. “It’s time for your heat and I came to keep you company.” I brushed my brown fringes back, waiting for her next words. She tilted her head to the side and scrutinized my physique. Teal-colored button-front shirt, black jeans, and black and white sneakers. The bad boy look was my style and will never change. Her inspection makes me nervous, considering that I’m a hellish killing machine. “Stay out there and don’t come in here.” She rolls her eyes and waves her index fingers at me like she was my warden. Sullen, I retreated to stand in front of
-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