He attacked my mouth, making me taste my juice. It didn't taste as bad as I thought it did, but it was odd tasting that.“I want to make love to you, Summer,” he rasped, his eyes still golden. “Then do it.” I widened my legs as far as they could go, showing him I was game for anything he had in mind. Gawking at my pussy, he unbuckled his trousers and got rid of his boxers. He fisted his dick in his hands. My eyes took in the hard organ, the angry purple vein, and the crown I wanted to taste so badly. I creamed just at the sight, eager to feel his dick in my pussy. I was wet and ready for him. I'd missed it a lot. I could still recall how it felt that night when he breached my virgin pussy, a night I would always remember. I watched mesmerized as he brought his dick closer, still stroking it, groaning as he lubed it with his pre-cum. I snaked my tongue out and wetted my lips, aroused and eager for him. He didn't make me wait for long. He got between my legs and led his dick where
He placed his forehead on mine, panting. My eyes went to his dick, which was still as hard as ever, glistening with my juices. It was so damned provoking looking at it. I couldn't even control the whimper that left my throat at the sight. It was surprising how much I felt despite what we just had. I wanted more. "What an insatiable little devil we have here.” He drummed his finger on my nose, smiling. “What can I say? You guys brought the devil out.” I winked. “We —”The click of the door interrupted him. My heart skipped a beat as I turned to look at the door, only to exhale in relief when I saw them. I thought it was a worker, but it turned out to be my other mates. Mike and Miles stepped into the room with their eyebrows raised and their lips quirked. “Did we interrupt anything?” Mike asked as they moved close to us. They dropped their bags on their desks before they faced us, their eyes moving in sync. My pussy clenched at the sight of my other mates. I snaked my tongue out t
I was nervous. I can't tell the number of times I changed my outfit. This was the night they would introduce me to the pack as a mate, not a sister. The thoughts of what the pack might say when I got introduced scared me. I checked my reflection in the mirror. This was the tenth outfit I'd changed into in the space of an hour. I was nervous. The turquoise blue gown brought out my curves. It was a knee-length body-con strapless gown, with a heart shape on my lower back. I knew none of them would allow me to walk out there in such a dress, so I had my coat on standby. I plaited my hair in a braid, leaving the tip to dangle on my waist. “Goddess, I need your help,” I muttered, staring into the mirror at the woman looking at me from the other side. Unlike the time Father introduced me to the pack, I wanted to burrow into the ground and wait it out. I had never felt half as nervous as I did at that moment. “Darling, are you ready?” Mitch questioned as he knocked on the door. I gulped,
They were already waiting for us, standing around the dais as they watched us climb to it. I was feeling super nervous. My throat was dry, so parched that swallowing became too hard, extremely so. Mitch held my hand, pressing it gently. My actions might have told them how I felt. I sighed, trying not to let my nerves take the best of me. Werewolves have a sixth sense. They could smell fear from miles away. The last thing I wanted was to have them pick on my anxiety. It might aid them in whatever they might wish to dish out to me. I rested in my chair before my brothers did the same. Mitch didn't let go even as he sat down, and I was grateful for that. I needed contact more than anything else. It was soothing, letting me know they were with me through whatever might come our way. The meeting started. They didn't delve into our mating like I thought they would. Mike spoke of the development and how he intended to extend our branch and unveil the pack to the human world. Most of them
I stilled in my steps, my heart almost lurching from my chest at the sight of the last woman I ever wanted to see. I couldn't control the shiver that worked through me as my mind flew on autopilot. Standing there with a smile on her face was the same woman who made me leave the pack five years ago. The woman whose mere mention weakened me. I might be my stepbrother's second chance mate, but she was the first. They would have ended up with her had she not cheated on him. Now, seeing her on the doorstep, it couldn't be for a courtesy call. It would only be one thing — trouble. “Helen? What are you doing here?” Mike questioned as he walked towards the door. I didn't move, rooted to the spot as different thoughts went through my mind. I shivered when her eyes landed on me. I could see it. The bitch was back, and she looked ready for war. The beaming woman broke into tears at the question. It was so fast. One minute, she was smiling and the next, she turned into a weeping mess. Had she
I tossed and turned throughout the night. Mitch and the others understood what I wanted, and they gave me space. Helen slept in the visitor's room, much to my relief. Who knew what I would have done if she had slept with them?After an uncomfortable breakfast, I followed them to the hospital. Helen sat in the front with Mike, while Mitch and Miles kept me company at the back. They didn't touch me, respecting my boundaries.Helen was checked by their family's doctor, a man who was in the council of elders, the same person who was yelling about how preposterous it was for them to have a human mate and how I might have bewitched her.Somehow, seeing him in that white garb made me itch to drag him by his grey hair and throw him out through the window. I sat on the receptionist's bench with my mates, who were determined not to leave my side. They didn't bother going in with Helen when she was undergoing a test because they were worried that I might make a run for it should they leave me a
I sat back on the stool. “I think you are getting the whole facts mixed up, Helen.” She folded her arms, her eyes narrowed at me. “Aren't you shameless? Clinging to your brothers like a whore?” She spat. I scoffed. “A tramp? Who among us is the slut? The bitch who slept with the men she cheated on knowing they were drunk? Or the one who couldn't keep her legs closed and ended up sleeping with your mates' Beta?” “You dare speak to me like that?!” She raised her hand to slap me, but I held it before it could touch my face, twisting it until she screamed out. “Don't think you can do anything because you are pregnant. I can kick you to hell and no one will blink,” I threatened, pushing her off. “My mates won't let you escape from this!” She wagged her fingers at me, looking like a bullied child or should I say spoiled brat. “Your mates? Did I hear those words correctly, my dear? Last I checked, you broke the bond by cheating. And they never marked you.” I leaned forward and took a k
Since she chose to watch, why wouldn't I give her a show? Smiling, I climbed on Mitch's thighs, acting so innocent when I was anything but. From my peripheral, I could see she was still standing there. I was never a fan of too many public displays of affection, but at that moment, I wanted more than a public display. This was my subtle way of marking my territory, hoping she would take the hint and fuck the hell off. My mates were mine and would always be. They would never be hers. Pregnant or not. “I love you,” I whispered, staring into his eyes. “And I love you, baby girl. More than you can fucking comprehend,” he replied, his gaze fastened on my face. He reached forward and cupped my face.I practically purred in delight from this contact, though he'd done it several times before. Even before I got together with them. They always touched me whenever they could, ruffling my hair to get on my grits or pecking me so they could see me blush. Mitch stroked my hair and kissed my fore
“But before that, you guys need to wash up,” I said in my way stern voice. “What do you do after a full day of playing out?” “We wash up!” Blue replied while the girls groaned.“Good. It's time to do that, darlings.” The girls sighed at my words. With their shoulders drooped and matching frowns on their faces, they strode towards the stairs, with Blue skipping all the way.“How was work, darling?” Miles asked as he placed a kiss on my left cheek. “Good.” Smiling, I stepped into the kitchen to announce my return to my other mates before I went upstairs to help the kids with their bath. The girls asked to go first, so they could rush downstairs and eat the cookies their dad promised them before Blue could finish. And being the best mummy I could for my son, I bathed him first, while the girls groaned about how unreasonable this was. Really? They thought it was unfair because I didn't honour their wishes. I couldn't be blamed for that, though. Not when Blue was the only one who wo
Four Years Later“Mum!” I turned at the call, smiling as Hazel ran towards me. “See mummy, I drew a cat!” she yelled out. “Oh, darling.” I got down on one knee so I could hug her. “Let's see.” I took the drawing book from her and made a surprised expression at the cat she drew. “It's wonderful!” I leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Soon, you will be so good at this, you will beat the best artists in the entire world.” “Even the humans?” She looked up, her eyes sparkling.“Yeah, those.” I patted her red hair, which was so much like my father's. Well, our babies all had red hair and blue eyes. I assumed they would have the same hair as their fathers, but they took after their grandfather. “Mum!” Scarlet and Blue ran towards me, yelling as they tried to outrun each other.Seeing how delighted they were at my return, you would think I left them for a trip, not knowing I just returned from work. Ever since the pack opened the veil to welcome the human city, the human
When I assumed things couldn't get any better, my mates proved me wrong. I didn't know they were still thinking of the mating ceremony. I had long given up on that. Despite the change of treatments from the pack; I assumed they wouldn't fully accept me. Who would have thought my mates would get them to accept me?They didn't tell me about that because the elders were still waiting for an auspicious day. As my due date got nearer, they became apprehensive. However, they didn't tell me the reason until the elders provided a date, two days before the date the doctor gave me. They were so thrilled, they almost hugged the living hell out of me. It felt like they were going to press our babies out from how happy they were as they expressed their happiness. I might not be a werewolf, but I understood how important it was for them to bond with me before the babies arrived. Father was, after all, the one who made the rules. Funny enough, I had forgotten about that until Mitch mentioned it.
SUMMERIt appeared Helen was the one who followed me. While the others burned in the house, she escaped so she would get rid of me, as revenge. It turned out her lover died in the fire with the rest.We fought with each other, and she would have hit the stone on my head, but she slipped. When I saw her on the floor, I couldn't tell what got over me as I climbed on her and used the rock she intended to kill me with on her. It wasn't until she was dead that I realized what I had just done. My hands shook as I watched her, tears streaming down my eyes at the sight of the lifeless woman I had just killed. I didn't know what to do, and could only sit there bawling out my eyes as I tried to tell the world I didn't harm her intentionally. Had she not sought to kill me, I doubt I would have harmed her. It took a lot from my mates to console me until I stopped shivering. Though I kept on muttering that I didn't mean to murder her, I wasn't as scared as I was when I hit her head with the sto
“I support that,” I added when I noticed my brothers were looking at me, waiting for my confirmation. “It's settled then. No matter how many fake tracks we will get, we have all decided to scale through them, right?” John lifted an eyebrow, waiting for our reply. “That's right.” We nodded. If he was pissed we spoke at the same time, he didn't let it show. Instead, he grinned as he turned, and soon took off. We followed him, my brothers having changed into their human form after our first fight. They realized it was easier to fight the bloodsuckers in our human forms since our wolves were vulnerable to their claws.And like that, we ended up going to ten bases. It wasn't until the last one that we got on the right track. We learned it from a vampire who recognized John. It turned out John was with the vampire prince, who ran away from home when he was eighteen and refused to return.The night we beat him up was his first day away from home. Hearing about that made us guilty. Though
MITCHIt turned out we were right by enlisting John's help. I doubt we would have discovered a trail had he not been with us. Though it was painful to say these words, I would do that. His nose was more sensitive and sharp than ours was. While we couldn't pick up a scent from the different ones in the air, he could do that. He didn't even have to continue sniffing as he went like we would have done.Not only did he discover Summer's scent among the millions in the air, but he also found out that whoever took her was working with vampires. I would have teased him about not knowing the things his pack members were involved with but thought better about it. We had far more pressing matters to do, and teasing wasn't part of it. John didn't immediately set out when he got the scent he was looking for. He kept on sniffing to make sure his nose wasn't picking up the wrong ones before he took off. My brothers changed into their wolf forms and ran after him, while I called Jeremy for reinfor
I watched him without saying a word because I didn't know what the fuck I should say. This wasn't what I was expecting. When I called the murderer a psycho, I believed he did it because of the gratification he got from shedding blood. Who would have thought they forced him to do it? I didn't blame him at all. Even though his way of taking care of things wasn't right. He shouldn't have taken matters into his hands like he did. But I still didn't fault him.Had I been in his shoes, I would have done worse than that. I was aware of how soft-hearted I was, but not in such a situation. I wouldn't have let those men stay a minute more on earth, not after all the things they did to my best friend.“I wouldn't say I understand your pain, and I won't also claim to know how you feel because I haven't experienced something like this. However, I'm not faulting the actions you took. Had I been in the same situation, I would have done the same, even worse.” He looked surprised by my words. “Reall
SUMMERI watched Helen with a bored look on my face. “Why did you tell me that? I believe in actions and not words, Helen. I hope you realize that.” “Oh?” She grinned, not looking fazed by my remarks. “I do too. I love action more than words, Summer. Soon, you will feel a taste of it, but not now. I just want you to enjoy the peace of this place while you can.” I didn't reply to that. All I did was roll my eyes and hope she could tell her words did not bother me. The door opened and closed before I heard footsteps. Like I did when Helen stepped in, I didn't look back. I just kept my attention on the woman sitting on the bed, while waiting for the person who entered to show themselves. And when they did, I could only gape, watching Fred with shocked eyes and my mouth opened wide in surprise. “Are you two working together?” I demanded, looking from one to the other while trying to tell myself I was imagining things. I knew I wasn't when Helen smirked. “Stunned?” Fred didn't say a
He arrived a few minutes later. It was faster than we expected. And to further stun us, he ran all the way. If that wasn't freaking crazy, you got to tell me what else might be. It wasn't until he stood in front of us that we realized why we thought the scent on Summer's body was familiar. On the night Summer ran away from home after we found our mate, we went to a human bar to get drunk and ran into him. He had the most awful smell in the entire world, and that pissed us off more than anything else. To cut a long story short, we ended up hitting him to ease our pain. We might have wounded him, but we didn't care. He was an outlet for us. Though we regretted it the next morning when we sobered up, we couldn't find him. He seemed to have disappeared after the fight. That's if you would call it that. It was more like a beating than a fight since we ganged up on him. “Fancy meeting you again.” He folded his arms, staring at us with his mouth pursed. “Didn't count on meeting the bulli