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38. Stella
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My Unfated Mate 39. All the Way
Grant “No. You can’t. I’m sure you will find another pup your mate likes. Better yet, another mate that isn’t bare and useless,” Aaron replied with a loud chuckle. Damn! I thought it would work. Maybe he didn’t let us adopt her because of Julia and his relationship with her. “At least we tried. Now we should devise a brilliant kidnapping, or better saying, pupnapping plan!” Stormy barked in my mind. That was one of his crazy ideas and something that wouldn’t work. “Why wouldn’t that work, Grant? I don’t have a vision like me! It’s a brilliant plan, I’ve already started thinking about it. We pick her up from—” Stormy barked. I cut my wolf off, “We would eventually get caught, the matter would be brought to the king and Angeline wouldn’t only lose Stella, but have her identity revealed and go to jail. Even though she is little Stella’s sister, she isn’t allowed to take the pup out of the pack in such a way, and you know that. They might spare me since I am an Alpha, but the sam
My Unfated Mate 40. Casually
AngelineI needed to feel alive. I needed Grant and his hands on me, his kisses and that hardness pressed against my pussy. Well, it should feel even better inside, right?Grant’s hands reached to my hips and he squeezed them deliciously hard, his tongue caressing mine as he sucked my lips in a rough way. Damn! I really liked wild Grant! He nibbled at my lips a couple of times and his lips travelled down to my neck. He took his time kissing my skin, leaving a heated way of nibbles and licks. Once again, his kisses made my birthmark tingle, the warm and sweet sensation radiated through my body, making me feel giddy. Leaning up, he pulled his shirt off, revealing all those defined muscles I’d caught myself drooling at more than once. My eager fingers ran from his muscular shoulder to his rippled six-packs, taking their time tracing the way of hair from his belly button to the hem of his boxer shorts. Do people call it the pathway of heaven? If not, they should, especially in his case.
My Unfated Mate 41. Trouble
GrantBefore the sunrise, we headed to Blake’s pack. The dark veil of the night would give further coverage to our secretive approach.My gaze trailed from the road to Angeline. She faced the window and her breathing rhythm indicated she was awake. To my dislike, she was already wearing the glamour and her red locks were now brown. It was safer, but I missed looking at her, and every perfect feature that made my heart pound fast and my cock thick. I dragged in a deep breath, attempting to control myself and failing. My hands itched to touch her soft skin and slid into her warmth. I edged closer, wrapping my arms around her waist and bringing her to my lap. Angeline grinned, lust clear in her eyes. Before I could muster a word, she laced my shoulders and kissed me. As I parted her lips with a commanding swirl of my tongue, I searched for the button below the seat that would raise the wall between front and rear seats and give Lily and me more privacy. I broke the urgent kiss with a
My Unfated Mate 42. Nothing to Lose
AngelThe metallic smell of blood had my stomach turning as I rushed to the girl bound to a chair, a ball gag on her mouth and crimson moisture coating her grey dress and white blond hair. Her eyes were closed, even though I was pretty sure she wasn’t unconscious, dead, or sleeping.Without hesitation, I elongated my nails into Dora’s sharp claws and broke the chain around her neck. I braced myself to the upcoming burning sensation touching the metal would bring, but nothing came. It wasn’t of cursed-silver, but something else.“Angie, she might be dangerous. She is a vamp. Help her and run.” Cal’s words had me gasping. Since when were my black wolf cautions? She might have unintentionally taken Gran’s advice to her furry heart. Her mouth curled up onto an annoyed snarl.“She isn’t dangerous,” Dora reassured me. I didn’t know how she knew it, but I trusted her instincts. Besides that, something warm radiated from my birthmark, washing me over with sweet tingles. Weird!Even if the vam
My Unfated Mate 43. Finally
GrantAngeline’s eyes burst open at my words, but she didn’t try to step back. “Fuck you! But do that… casually…” she breathed out the last words. Cradling her nape, I brought her closer. My lips devoured hers as my wandering hands cupped her ass. Her soft moan only coaxed me to kiss her harder, my tongue gliding against hers — savouring, taking, possessing. “When is the glamour fading?” I asked, after she pulled away. She narrowed her eyes at me, a question on them. “Dora said three hours, but she can shake her golden tail, or whatever she does to bring up her magic, and make it twenty minutes.”Holding back a chuckle, I kept my stern stance. Tugging Angeline’s hair around my fist, I pulled her closer and said against her lips, “I will only take you when you look like yourself.”“Fine, so I will be back in twenty—” she started, but I slammed my lips on hers, cutting off her words. There is no escape, Lily. I will devour you. Twenty minutes playing and the whole day of serious
My Unfated Mate 44. Dam
AngelineTingles skittered around my body, concentrating on my birthmark and my pussy, filling me with a warm and delicious sensation.Both wolves were howling like crazy in my mind, as if getting a dick-stick was the most wonderful thing in the world. Grant’s cock is pretty awesome, but…“No, but, Angie-girl. You know I am not like Dora there, who goes soft for any attention from Stormy, but that dick is everything. Ride it and stop thinking.” Cal’s words were everything but expected.He thrust deeper, delivering Cal’s point home and to my cervix. Okay, okay, that’s something worth howling for.As I opened my eyes, my lips rounded in a gasp at the sight of shining points bubbling around Grant. Damn, my hallucinations only made him more handsome. My numb heart raced with every time he pumped in, pulsing everywhere in my body as if the broken thing was leaking, but its pulse was stronger in my pussy. So very strong. The clamping hole was having one heart attack after another, and was a
My Unfated Mate 45.1 No going back
AngelMy eyes snapped open, and I jumped up, freeing myself from a sleeping Grant’s embrace. “Howly wolf!” I muttered as my eyes took in the wrecked state of my scar, my voice muffled by the pain.Dark moisture gushed from the wound, rolling down my lower stomach and legs and forming a disgusting pool on the floor. I ran to the bathroom, dying to wash the toxic thing out of me. Its smell alone was enough to turn my stomach. As I reached the wooden door of the bathroom, I saw smoke oozing from the slashed open wound and a scream broke through my lips. “Oh my goddess!”“Are you okay?” Grant rushed out.From the corner of my eyes, I saw Grant racing closer, his magical stick dangling still half-erected. Shaking my head and shushing my hoe-hole, I held my hands forward, stopping him in his tracks. “Don’t come close, it’s disgusting,” I gritted out as the odd throb had me bending down a little.“I don’t care. You are in pain.” Clearing the distance between us with a few hurried strid
My Unfated Mate 45.2 The Were-sloth
Angeline“Lily?” Grant cupped my face, coaxing me to look at his worry-creased eyes. “What time is it?” My voice was so hoarse that I sounded like a horror movie apparition. Well, I could certainly be one. I’ve been dead and so on, which is pretty much the main requirement for any ghost job.“It’s 7:00 p.m.” My eyes burst open. Damn, I was becoming a were-sloth. Before I could say anything, Grant started as his fingers wandered down my messy hair. “It’s good that you could rest. A doctor came to examine you and she said that you are healthy and your wound is starting to close properly. The healing rate is rather slow, but there is nothing to worry about. You just have to sleep and eat well to regain your strength.” Seemed like Grant’s dick unlocked my healing function and my body kicked the darkness out. My hoe-hole was right the whole time, and he has indeed got a magical wand.“So I’m getting better, a little less fucked up,” I huff out a humourless laugh. The darkness was gone
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Angeline“Angeline,” Dora’s voice had me turning around, and I looked at her in my mind. It was different from when I heard or saw her in our shared mind. I was here with her, only a few steps away.
My Unfated Mate 74.2 Heated Love
Angeline“If you want, it would make me very happy to lead this pack by your side. You make me a better man, and a better Alpha Angeline,” he said in my mind, sending the tender dash of his love through our bond.
My Unfated Mate 74. Luna?
AngelineI buried my face in the column of Grant’s neck, letting his embrace wash me over with comfort. My nerves are strained, and I have been a little fidgety since I woke up. Maybe everything that happened, the battle, the changes and the bond were catching up with me.
My Unfated Mate 73.2 Gina
GrantI entered the small white room, closing the door behind me. Gina was curled on her bed, the bags under her eyes and the paleness of her face showing how worn-out she was.
My Unfated Mate 73. Home
GrantWe arrived at our pack late in the night, heading straight to our room, where I got to sleep with my mate in my embrace. I placed a kiss on Angeline’s head, and she snuggled further into my embrace, a blissful smile stretching across her lips.
My Unfated Mate Chapter 72
AngelineGrant’s canines sank on me, and the time stopped. The moon mark on my belly pulsated like a second heart. Soft blue light enveloped me, filling me with calmness, strength, peace and an ounce of guilt. His love for me pulsated like a warm blanket covering my body and tucking at my chest.
My Unfated Mate Chapter 71
GrantAngeline and I proceeded to check the ruined car. Surveying its surroundings, she found a few pieces of torn clothes.“I can’t find my phone, but it’s not that important. I can always count on Dora’s super-reaching mind-link abilities.” She shrugged her shoulders.Fortunately, the two elite guards who escorted us here weren’t dead, only harmed to the extent of unconsciousness. The king’s army transported them to the Royal Pack where they could receive immediate treatment. They would be fine.I hauled another sign of relief. Losing lives lives of my pack was a fucking bane, a burden I would never bear with ease. And I shouldn’t. Their lives matter and always will.After gazing around the half-burnt trees of the empty meadow, Angeline joined me, melting into my embrace.We were finally alone. The King left after Angeline and I told him about Elijah’s first attack and how Alpha Blake played a role in Angeline's kidnap.“I thought he would be royally enraged, we didn't tell him ever
My Unfated Mate 70.2 Sia
AngelineSia’s death replayed in Cal’s and our shared mine.“Angel, I think this is dark magic! We will die. I love you, and I am so sorry I wasn’t a good enough wolf to you. I am sorry I couldn’t protect you!” her last words were a distant echo, and so was the icy pain spreading through my soul as I wasn’t able to reply to her. She was already gone. I could never tell her that she was enough and I loved her too.I was so empty without my Sia, my soul unable to reach hers.More words ricocheted in my mind, from the moment I first met Dora, but refused to let go of my first wolf. “Sia is gone. She sacrificed herself in an attempt to save you. Her soul shielded yours, and consequently, she took the hardest hit of Elijah’s dark magic.”Sia sacrificed herself for me!“And I will do it as many times as it takes!” Cal growled, lunging on Elijah.“No!” I screamed in my mind, I couldn’t lose my Cal-Sia again. They were the same wolf, even though they seemed like polar opposites, they always d
My Unfated Mate Chapter 70
AngelineI had to spill it out! After taking a long and deep breath, I started, “Grant, I’m not your friend. We can’t be friends—”He interrupted me with a low growl. “Sorry, I couldn’t control the growl. I know I’m imposing Angeline. I have no right over you and I shouldn’t be here when you told me not to. After we talk to the king, I will be out of your life.” He didn’t do a good job concealing the sorrow in his voice.“No!”Grant’s head reared back, forehead creasing at my protest as he threw me a confused look.I slurred, “I mean … that’s not what I want. I can’t be your friend because it’s too little and I want so much more. I want everything. I-it will be hella hard to look at what I can’t have every day, but I want to support you with your pup, be part of it with you. I want us to have-be a family in the way we can. I love you and in the end I can’t even imagine a life without you. It might be complicated and hard. You probably don’t want that and I’m just here rambling like an
