My heart raced at his words. Never had I imagined someone could truly understand the feelings swirling inside me, yet here he was, seeming capable of easing my solitude. Perhaps he could. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I need to inform my father about this when he returns so we can start the mating ceremony immediately." So soon? I thought, prompting a laugh from him. "What were you expecting? You have no idea how hard I'm trying to keep my wolf in check, do you?" he asked. I crossed my arms defiantly. "I don’t recall giving you permission to hold the ceremony before claiming me." I felt a playful urge to tease him. "Is that why you bolted yesterday like a frightened kitten?" His brows furrowed as he cupped my face in his large hand. "Don’t make me lose the last bit of control I have, because you won’t like what I’m thinking of doing to you." A shiver ran through me as his eyes glowed a stunning red—his wolf was surfacing.
He released my face, but I craved his touch again. "I’ve stopped reading your mind, but your expressions reveal everything, Felicity," he chuckled, lowering himself to meet my gaze. "That’s a relief; now I don’t have to worry about you snooping in my thoughts." I couldn’t help but tease him further. "You have such a sharp tongue, and I enjoy it. It reminds me of the good old days, though I didn’t appreciate you getting all over that guy, Frederick." Who knew Drew could be so possessive? "Frederick has found his mate now," I replied, a smile breaking across his face. Should I push my luck? "But before that," I paused, watching his eyes widen. "What happened before that?" he asked, the tension in the air thickening. "He and I dated," I revealed, and that was all it took for my mate to snap, and I relished the reaction.
He stood up suddenly; one moment I was perched on the edge of the bed, and the next, I found myself lying back with Drew hovering above me. His breath was uneven, and his fangs were noticeably longer. "Did you kiss him?" he asked. Perhaps I had crossed a line, but I couldn't help it; I found him incredibly attractive in this state. "Not just once or twice." What happened next took me by surprise—he bit into my neck, and I flinched as the sharp pain surged and then faded almost instantly.
A wave of heat coursed through my body, not unpleasant but rather exhilarating, and a moan escaped my lips. This was the most intimate experience I had ever shared with anyone. My toes curled in response, and when he finally stopped, I felt a sense of restlessness. He licked my neck and rested his head there, gazing at me. I turned my eyes to meet his, and his crimson gaze locked onto mine. I could feel his arousal pressing against my thigh, solid and undeniable. "Was he a good kisser?" he asked, his voice low. I scoffed, "No, he was terrible." He licked the spot where he had bitten me, and I relished the sensation. Just then, a knock echoed through the room, followed by a voice calling, "Young Master Drew, the alpha has returned and requests your presence."
He immediately ceased his ministrations and got off me. I sat up as he said, "Don't go anywhere; I'll be back. I'll send someone to bring you food." I nodded, as he turned and left, though I really wished he wouldn't leave. Damn, I already missed him.
Absolutely not! Why, just why? What’s the point of being here if he’s already met his mate? I can’t stand her." I simply watched my sister Abigail as she vented her frustrations. That’s not what’s consuming my thoughts right now; it’s the so-called Felicity. Why does Drew always seem to have it all? My father constantly compares me to him, which is incredibly frustrating, and now I discover he has a stunning mate. Meanwhile, I’m still without one. I can’t help but wish I could take away everything he has, that scoundrel, I hate him, truly.
DrewSitting across from me is my father, Alpha Dominic. "So, Felicity is your mate; I heard that from your mother," he said. I nodded in response, feeling a sense of regret about the situation.Years ago, when she bit me, I realized something was off when the wound didn’t heal. After visiting the native pack, I discovered that Felicity had marked me. The happiness I felt was overwhelming; I had genuine feelings for her back then, before everything changed. The reason I distanced myself from her, stemming from an incident a decade ago, continues to haunt me. No matter how hard I try, I can't shake the guilt that washes over me whenever I see her, knowing the consequences of my actions.My father understands why I’ve kept my distance from Felicity, which is evident in his expression. "When are you going to tell her?" he asked, concern evident in his voice. I sighed, reluctant to share the truth. I fear she would despise me, and I wouldn’t be able to bear it, especially since we are bo
His hand slipped beneath my blouse, teasing my bra as I wrapped my legs around his waist. The pressure of his groin pressed against my already eager folds, and I moaned into his kiss as he returned to my neck, the spot he had previously bitten. A cry escaped my lips—was this what people meant when they said that a mate's mark could be incredibly stimulating when kissed or licked? Because at that moment, I felt like I was on cloud nine.He left my neck and moved up to my ear, nibbling gently before whispering my name. Normally, it sounded mundane, but when he said it sweetly, it took on a whole new allure. "You seem to be taking your time, Drew. I don't think I like it soft," I teased. He looked at me, surprised. "You like it rough?" he asked, his excitement palpable. I nodded, realizing maybe I did. "You're a pervert," he laughed, and honestly, if that’s what I was, I had no objections.He knelt on the bed and removed my pants, tossing them across the room. His eyes roamed over my thi
During that encounter, I let out a soft moan as his length brushed against me, penetrating my thighs, teasingly gliding through my opening. He moved rhythmically, and I found pleasure in the sensation, even though he hadn’t fully entered me. Just as I was lost in the moment, he reached his climax or so I thought, his breath heavy as he leaned in to whisper, "Don't tempt me, Felicity, or I might lose control and take you before our mating ceremony." I couldn't help but chuckle; I have a fondness for such bold threats.An hour has passed since our intimate encounter. After we cleaned up, I had the chance to admire his strong physique. I still find it hard to believe that Drew is my mate. Just yesterday, I never imagined I would be sharing a bath with him today. I’m currently wearing one of his t-shirts since I didn’t bring any clothes with me, not expecting to stay overnight. Yet, here I am.Now that evening has arrived, we’ve been summoned to dinner, but I’m reluctant to go. I’m only d
This guy is undeniably straightforward. Arnold raised both hands in a gesture of surrender, insisting, "It's not what you think; I was just curious about your mate, that's all." The atmosphere was thick with tension, as if Arnold was itching to provoke Drew. "Enough of that; let’s eat in peace, shall we?" the alpha interjected, and we all fell silent.As we dined, I could feel Arnold's gaze lingering on me intermittently. Yes, he is undeniably attractive, but my Drew outshines him. They both embody contrasting energies—Arnold radiating light while Drew exudes a darker allure. Each has their own charm, but my heart belongs to my mate.Once we finished our meal, the alpha turned to me and said, "Felicity, I trust Drew has informed you about your upcoming mating ceremony in eight days. For now, your focus should be solely on that, as you will soon be preparing to become the future Luna of this pack. I've spoken with the Luna, and she will assign you mentors to guide you, along with her o
As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, everything came to a standstill. In the blink of an eye, everyone rushed toward me, laughter bubbling up like a joyful fountain. I couldn't believe how genuinely thrilled they were for me; it tugged at my heartstrings. "What's he like?" Patricia asked, her curiosity sparkling in her eyes. I let out a shy giggle, and the room erupted in squeals of delight, even the head chef beamed at me. "Well, he's sweet," I replied, and that was all it took. They all swooned, showering me with compliments about my luck. I had no idea I had such a supportive crowd behind me. We chatted for a while, basking in the warmth of friendship before I made my way to my room.As I walked down the hallway, I was lost in thought when suddenly, a hand shot out and grabbed me. Startled, I used all my strength to shake it off. "Whoa, you're strong!" It was Arnold. What was going on? "Is something wrong with you?" I asked, confusion lacing my voice, but he just chuckled. "You s
ArnoldEven she possesses a strength that surpasses mine; I can sense it. She’s not just any ordinary she-wolf, which intrigues me. Forget the ridiculous notion of the infinity mark; I’m determined to claim her for myself. I just need to devise a careful strategy to make her mine, as I want her by my side. However, there’s a significant hurdle: if I eliminate Drew, she will perish too, so I must come up with a clever plan.By now, I’m certain she has informed Drew about our encounter. Honestly, I expected him to storm into my room, furious, but to my surprise, he didn’t. I relish seeing him angry; if I can’t outshine him, I’ll use what he holds dear against him.From the moment he joined our pack, he became the beloved Drew, the one my father wishes he could claim as his own son instead of me. I had hoped we would become great friends, that he would be like a younger brother to me. But everything changed on that fateful day when my father summoned us both for a wrestling match; that w
I freshened up and headed straight to Arnold's room, my mind racing. Sleep had eluded me all night, haunted by the thought of that jerk telling Felicity he had feelings for her. What was he trying to achieve? Was it some twisted game to get under my skin? If that was his goal, he certainly succeeded. As I stood there, lost in my thoughts, Abigail appeared, her voice breaking through my frustration. "What are you doing here so early, Drew?" I turned to her, irritation bubbling beneath the surface. "Where's your brother?" I asked, trying to keep my tone even. "My brother? He's with the alpha. Seriously, Drew, these past couple of days have changed you," she replied, concern etched on her face. Abigail had always harbored feelings for me, a fact I was painfully aware of. She confessed her crush the first time I shifted at fourteen, but I had to turn her down, knowing I was already committed to someone else. That moment seemed to spark her obsession, leading her to tell everyone we wer
I stirred awake to find Drew's side of the bed chillingly empty. Curiosity tugged at me—when had he slipped out? I stood up from bed and made my way to the bathroom, realizing with a jolt that my impromptu stay had left me without any of my belongings. I reluctantly grabbed Drew's toothbrush, used his soap, slathered on his lotion, and slipped into one of his oversized shirts. Looks like I’d be donning the pants he lent me yesterday once more.Emerging from the room, I padded into the kitchen, my stomach growling in protest. "Felicity, are you skipping class today?" Patricia called out, her voice bright. I approached her as she handed me a plate piled high with fresh toast, beans, and eggs, accompanied by a steaming cup of cocoa. "No classes for me today; they start tomorrow. Thanks for checking in, Patricia." A thought struck me. "Oh, I heard that your mate Matt is returning from his trip."Patricia's face lit up at the mention of his name, a giggle escaping her lips. "Where did you
Gideon is seated in the living room, enjoying the coffee I prepared for him, while I gather my belongings—just my clothes, jewelry, and essential items like my handouts. I take a final glance around my room and let out a deep sigh. After the mating ceremony, I will have to say an indefinite farewell to this house filled with cherished memories.I wish my parents were here; I miss them deeply. This is why I try to avoid thinking about them, as it brings an overwhelming sadness. If my father hadn't passed away under such mysterious circumstances, would my life have taken a different path? I feel a profound sense of loneliness, but at least I have Drew now—someone I can truly call my own.I quickly wiped away the tears that had fallen, not wanting to cause Gideon any concern. As I stepped out of the room, I noticed he had already finished his coffee. "It seems you left your phone in the car; Master Drew was quite worried," he said with a chuckle, and I couldn't help but laugh along. That
I stirred awake to find Drew's side of the bed chillingly empty. Curiosity tugged at me—when had he slipped out? I stood up from bed and made my way to the bathroom, realizing with a jolt that my impromptu stay had left me without any of my belongings. I reluctantly grabbed Drew's toothbrush, used his soap, slathered on his lotion, and slipped into one of his oversized shirts. Looks like I’d be donning the pants he lent me yesterday once more.Emerging from the room, I padded into the kitchen, my stomach growling in protest. "Felicity, are you skipping class today?" Patricia called out, her voice bright. I approached her as she handed me a plate piled high with fresh toast, beans, and eggs, accompanied by a steaming cup of cocoa. "No classes for me today; they start tomorrow. Thanks for checking in, Patricia." A thought struck me. "Oh, I heard that your mate Matt is returning from his trip."Patricia's face lit up at the mention of his name, a giggle escaping her lips. "Where did you
I freshened up and headed straight to Arnold's room, my mind racing. Sleep had eluded me all night, haunted by the thought of that jerk telling Felicity he had feelings for her. What was he trying to achieve? Was it some twisted game to get under my skin? If that was his goal, he certainly succeeded. As I stood there, lost in my thoughts, Abigail appeared, her voice breaking through my frustration. "What are you doing here so early, Drew?" I turned to her, irritation bubbling beneath the surface. "Where's your brother?" I asked, trying to keep my tone even. "My brother? He's with the alpha. Seriously, Drew, these past couple of days have changed you," she replied, concern etched on her face. Abigail had always harbored feelings for me, a fact I was painfully aware of. She confessed her crush the first time I shifted at fourteen, but I had to turn her down, knowing I was already committed to someone else. That moment seemed to spark her obsession, leading her to tell everyone we wer
ArnoldEven she possesses a strength that surpasses mine; I can sense it. She’s not just any ordinary she-wolf, which intrigues me. Forget the ridiculous notion of the infinity mark; I’m determined to claim her for myself. I just need to devise a careful strategy to make her mine, as I want her by my side. However, there’s a significant hurdle: if I eliminate Drew, she will perish too, so I must come up with a clever plan.By now, I’m certain she has informed Drew about our encounter. Honestly, I expected him to storm into my room, furious, but to my surprise, he didn’t. I relish seeing him angry; if I can’t outshine him, I’ll use what he holds dear against him.From the moment he joined our pack, he became the beloved Drew, the one my father wishes he could claim as his own son instead of me. I had hoped we would become great friends, that he would be like a younger brother to me. But everything changed on that fateful day when my father summoned us both for a wrestling match; that w
As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, everything came to a standstill. In the blink of an eye, everyone rushed toward me, laughter bubbling up like a joyful fountain. I couldn't believe how genuinely thrilled they were for me; it tugged at my heartstrings. "What's he like?" Patricia asked, her curiosity sparkling in her eyes. I let out a shy giggle, and the room erupted in squeals of delight, even the head chef beamed at me. "Well, he's sweet," I replied, and that was all it took. They all swooned, showering me with compliments about my luck. I had no idea I had such a supportive crowd behind me. We chatted for a while, basking in the warmth of friendship before I made my way to my room.As I walked down the hallway, I was lost in thought when suddenly, a hand shot out and grabbed me. Startled, I used all my strength to shake it off. "Whoa, you're strong!" It was Arnold. What was going on? "Is something wrong with you?" I asked, confusion lacing my voice, but he just chuckled. "You s
This guy is undeniably straightforward. Arnold raised both hands in a gesture of surrender, insisting, "It's not what you think; I was just curious about your mate, that's all." The atmosphere was thick with tension, as if Arnold was itching to provoke Drew. "Enough of that; let’s eat in peace, shall we?" the alpha interjected, and we all fell silent.As we dined, I could feel Arnold's gaze lingering on me intermittently. Yes, he is undeniably attractive, but my Drew outshines him. They both embody contrasting energies—Arnold radiating light while Drew exudes a darker allure. Each has their own charm, but my heart belongs to my mate.Once we finished our meal, the alpha turned to me and said, "Felicity, I trust Drew has informed you about your upcoming mating ceremony in eight days. For now, your focus should be solely on that, as you will soon be preparing to become the future Luna of this pack. I've spoken with the Luna, and she will assign you mentors to guide you, along with her o
During that encounter, I let out a soft moan as his length brushed against me, penetrating my thighs, teasingly gliding through my opening. He moved rhythmically, and I found pleasure in the sensation, even though he hadn’t fully entered me. Just as I was lost in the moment, he reached his climax or so I thought, his breath heavy as he leaned in to whisper, "Don't tempt me, Felicity, or I might lose control and take you before our mating ceremony." I couldn't help but chuckle; I have a fondness for such bold threats.An hour has passed since our intimate encounter. After we cleaned up, I had the chance to admire his strong physique. I still find it hard to believe that Drew is my mate. Just yesterday, I never imagined I would be sharing a bath with him today. I’m currently wearing one of his t-shirts since I didn’t bring any clothes with me, not expecting to stay overnight. Yet, here I am.Now that evening has arrived, we’ve been summoned to dinner, but I’m reluctant to go. I’m only d
His hand slipped beneath my blouse, teasing my bra as I wrapped my legs around his waist. The pressure of his groin pressed against my already eager folds, and I moaned into his kiss as he returned to my neck, the spot he had previously bitten. A cry escaped my lips—was this what people meant when they said that a mate's mark could be incredibly stimulating when kissed or licked? Because at that moment, I felt like I was on cloud nine.He left my neck and moved up to my ear, nibbling gently before whispering my name. Normally, it sounded mundane, but when he said it sweetly, it took on a whole new allure. "You seem to be taking your time, Drew. I don't think I like it soft," I teased. He looked at me, surprised. "You like it rough?" he asked, his excitement palpable. I nodded, realizing maybe I did. "You're a pervert," he laughed, and honestly, if that’s what I was, I had no objections.He knelt on the bed and removed my pants, tossing them across the room. His eyes roamed over my thi
DrewSitting across from me is my father, Alpha Dominic. "So, Felicity is your mate; I heard that from your mother," he said. I nodded in response, feeling a sense of regret about the situation.Years ago, when she bit me, I realized something was off when the wound didn’t heal. After visiting the native pack, I discovered that Felicity had marked me. The happiness I felt was overwhelming; I had genuine feelings for her back then, before everything changed. The reason I distanced myself from her, stemming from an incident a decade ago, continues to haunt me. No matter how hard I try, I can't shake the guilt that washes over me whenever I see her, knowing the consequences of my actions.My father understands why I’ve kept my distance from Felicity, which is evident in his expression. "When are you going to tell her?" he asked, concern evident in his voice. I sighed, reluctant to share the truth. I fear she would despise me, and I wouldn’t be able to bear it, especially since we are bo