NaomiCal staggers back, his dark eyes gleaming with a dangerous glint. I smirk and spit out his blood, wiping my mouth on the back of my hand with contempt. “I reject you and this worthless bond, Cal!” I sneer as he chuckles, his hands gripping my shoulders with an iron grip to prevent me from pulling away.“That’s not how it works, pet,” his eyes glinted with a predatory glimmer. I could feel the weight of his words bearing down on me as he spoke, and the fear that rose up in my chest only fuelled his excitement. Obviously, he wasn’t going to tell me what I wanted to know - but I couldn’t help but wonder if Odette would be more forthcoming. But all of our previous conversations had ended in failure and frustration. “Don’t even think about asking anyone else,” he sneered, tightening his grip on my arm until I could already feel the bruise forming under his fingers. His hold was like a vice, trapping me in a web of deceit and manipulation.My heart raced as I braced myself for a confro
NaomiWith each stroke of the oar, Cal propels our small boat down the tranquil river. The water gently licks at the edges of the vessel, creating a soothing lullaby that accompanies us on our journey. I gaze at the lush green grass rustling in the gentle breeze along the banks, illuminated by specks of sunlight peeking through the treetops. My eyes follow the graceful movements of a few fish swimming just beneath the crystal clear water’s surface. Despite the tranquil settling, my heart races, still unable to relax after what happened earlier.The seconds creep by, each one punctuated by the deafening silence that surrounds us. My racing thoughts are the only noise as I try to remain calm, knowing that whatever is coming, I have to trust the bond between us. It’s up to him now; I have to trust that he will protect me with every ounce of his being. His sharp features are etched with determination as he powers through the water, his broad shoulders and corded arms working tirelessly. I
NaomiAs the boat splashes through the water, I try to tug free from his grasp. But there’s nowhere for me to go, and his touch only becomes more insistent. “You know even with your wolf there will always be something different about you?” he purrs in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. My heart pounds in my chest as I struggle to remember how to breathe.His fingers continue their relentless dance over my skin, igniting every nerve ending in their wake. My resolve begins to crumble as his touch becomes more urgent and demanding. No matter how hard I try to ignore it, my body responds eagerly to his every move.A sharp ache radiates from my core as I struggle to catch my breath. His hand rising tantalizingly close. “What do you mean, not a normal wolf?” I snap, though it comes out as barely more than a whisper as I narrow my eyes in suspicion. He smirks, his fingers sweeping down my heated centre and igniting sparks of desire with every touch. “It means, my deer pet,” he purrs sed
NaomiCal slams the heavy wooden door behind us, his strong arms hauling me up the creaky stairs. His grunts and heavy breaths echo through the narrow hallway, alerting the others of our arrival. At the top of the stairs, Odette stands with a smug smile on her face, her eyes glinting with mischief as she watches me being dragged towards her. Cal stops us in front of her, her hand resting possessively on his chest as she gazes up at him. Her fingers trail lower, dancing lightly over his abdomen as she purrs, “Everything is ready.” Her eyes finally turn to me, and I feel a sudden wave of unease wash over me. “I hope you enjoyed your time with your little pet,” she taunts, her lips curling into a sly smirk. The tension in the room grows thicker as I wait for what’s coming next.Cal’s gaze never wavers from her, studying every inch of her face with intense focus. She returns his stare, her brow furrowing in confusion before she turns to Tobin, who has appeared beside her in a flash. “Tobin
NaomiI was confined to my room, with Tobin and Ataz standing guard on either side of the door. Their silence was suffocating, but their disdain for wolves and rogues echoed through the stone walls, their harsh words stinging like barbed wire. I tried my best to ignore them, focusing instead on the delicate threads of the gossamer white gown they had given me to wear for the ritual. The fabric clung to my skin like a second layer, revealing every curve and dip of my body. It was almost transparent in its sheerness, but they insisted I wear it as if it held some significance. Perhaps it was meant to showcase my purity before the gods, or perhaps it was simply another form of humiliation. Either way, I felt exposed and vulnerable as I waited for the ceremony to begin.I sat on my bed, fingers nervously tracing the intricate patterns of the quilt beneath me. The stars twinkled outside my window, their brilliance amplified by the dark night sky. The moon, nearly at its peak, cast a silvery
NaomiThe rhythmic chanting of the group swirls around me, carried by a gentle breeze that tickles my skin. Goosebumps rise and trail over my body, sending shivers down my spine. My breath catches in my throat as I glance up at the full moon, its pale light casting a spine-chilling light over the scene. With each passing moment, it feels like there is ice coursing through my veins, making it harder and harder to catch my breath. “Fuck!” I mutter under my breath.I can feel my magic, like a gentle stream flowing through me, but no matter how I try to grasp it, it slips through my fingers like fine grains of sand. The only warmth I can sense is from the flickering light of the candles placed at my ankles, their flames dancing and crackling with an intense energy. As I strain my neck to look up, “It is time,” I hear one of them speak, their voice muffled and distorted by the unnatural angle. The flames around me seem to grow taller and fiercer, casting an orange glow across my skin and i
CalyxAgonizing pain consumed me, as if my heart and soul were being scorched by flames. The thread that connected Naomi and I disappeared, severing our bond. I could see her writhing in the grass, bound under the light of the full moon, and I feared that even my most powerful magic may not be enough to save her. She contorted and shook, her body struggling in her binds. Odette muttered something beside me, but my eyes remained fixed on Naomi as tears spirted from her eyes. Then, with a jolt, she collapsed to the ground, her once vibrant and energetic spirit now reduced to a lifeless heap. The candles that had flickered around us in a circle now sputtered and died out as she lay in a pool of her own blood.Dead.She was dead. I pushed through it and stood up, letting out a guttural roar that reverberated through the surroundings. “WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE!!!” My voice boomed with rage and grief. Odette, Tobin, and Ataz looked visibly unsettled as they stood before me, their metal m
CalyxAs I chanted the incantation, my magic fizzled and sparked, but ultimately did nothing. Frustration gnawed at me as I waited for some sign of success. Nothing … my magic did nothing. Perhaps because it had worked, and I just had to wait. It was something witches could do. Reincarnation would increase their powers. I had done it several times but there was normally a spell you had to say prior and the faint amount of magic Naomi possessed, I wasn’t sure if it was enough. The air hung heavy with disappointment as I realised my mistake and wondered if it was too late to fix it.My magic had been used to heal her wounds, and now she lay before me, seemingly at peace. Her cheeks, still stained with tears, were evidence of the pain she had endured. And yet, she looked ethereal in her white gossamer gown, which billowed in the breeze like an angel’s wings. I needed to complete the rest of the process by clinging to the hope that it might help her transformation.“Careful pet … you’re m