Logan’s POV. The first night with my mate had been amazing more than I’d imagined or heard. I couldn’t let her slip away from my personal space, nor was I able to keep my lips off of her. Sadly, Rain was not in the least aware of that moment of complete intimacy because she was sex-drunk. I watched her doze beautifully, my scent on her undoing me. My father had told me what rutting with a mate felt like back when he was alive. “Son, rutting is the best feeling in the world. It offers otherworldly satisfaction knowing that woman alone belonged to you and no one else.” “You wouldn’t want to keep your hands off of your mate because every time she’s within reach, you’d be reminded of how pleasant your scent is on her. How well her feminine parts take you.”“You'd be reminded she’s the only person in the world that can make you tick, that she’s your soul-bond. Rutting with mates lets you know there’s only one person holding the key to your heart and that’s your mate.” I spent the res
Rain’s POV..“Ahhh…” The moan escapes my mouth when Professor Logan’s tongue strokes my inner thigh.I’m so wet! I can’t believe it's possible for me to be this wet hours after he was lodged inside me. It’s so good! I cry out inside me, trying to keep myself from moaning out loud. “Hmmm…” He coos, his tongue laving the skin of my thighs. He has one of my legs hanging over his shoulder. His face buried so deep into my core. To think his seed still clings to my pussy. I didn’t think I’d see him here at all. Bumping into him in my father’s office brought my body alive. All the while my father was talking, I only thought of him. My cunt filled up with desire for Logan. I thought he'd be gone before I’m out but no. He had been waiting for me here secretly so he could eat me out. How naughty of him. I lower my head and watch the way his face is squeezed together in raw delight. His kisses are divine and arousing. “Ohhh…professor..hmmm.” I cry, placing a hand over my mouth to sile
Rain’s POV. My heart pounds in suffocating fear. My insides whirl and my breath grows hot against Professor Logan’s palms. Zeus pauses a few meters away from us, his nose poised in the air as if he's sniffing something. His ear is prickled, checking for any sound. For a moment there, I thought he was going to hear the ferocity of my beating heart. Hell will let lose if he sees me here, hiding and drenched with sweat from sexual torture. I don’t even know what to think yet what my father might do to me. Eyes fluttered like saucers, and I watch Zeus’s feet twirl on the tiled floor, veering towards us.Panic shoots through me. I buck in Professor Logan’s arms, trying to hide or run away before I’m caught. However, his grip is as firm as iron. My body magnet so hard on his, I can’t move. His hot breath ghosts over my ear as he whispers again. “Do not move. One move or sound from you then this shell will be out and he'll finally see us.” I still don’t understand what he means as I
Logan’s POV. I lather my wet body with the scented soap and stand under the showerhead. I’m mindless about the lukewarm water pouring down on me. My thoughts are running a mile a minute. All I can recall is what happened just two days ago. That has never happened before. I was only born an alpha but never with magic. I’m yet to access my full alpha abilities because I do not have the talisman moonstone with me. Yet, something so strange occurred. I magically developed invisibility power. For the past two hundred years of my life, never have I seen anything like that before. A chuckle bubbles from my mouth as I flit my hand over my chest, washing off the soap. Droplets of water slide down from my hair and into my face. I run a hand through my face and groan. I’ve tried to make sense of the power but nothing seems to explain that. Not even Tiago can explain.What exactly brought about such power? What exactly happened? I’m filled with doubts. So many doubts about my mate.Some
Logan’s POV. Rain’s wide, unblinking eyes stare right back at me, demanding the truth. But I know better than to let her know who I truly am. Even though it sucks my mate doesn’t really know my identity or what brought me to this town, I still can’t let her find out. I exhale a bit roughly, running a hand over my stubbled chin while her blue eyes dagger me intently. “Can I at least come in?” My voice is nothing but hoarse. My lips feel heavy with the lies I'm about to spill. Fortunately, Rain let go of the door handle and steps back. I move in tentatively and shut the door behind me. The air around here contains her scent mixed with mine and it stirs my wolf, making it rim the edges of my mind.“Rain. Listen uh…” “Just tell me the truth. Who exactly are you?” She quickly interrupts me, her voice harsh and piercing. I wet my throat. Then. “I’m a mage.” Lies! Lies!! The voice in my head roars, making bile rise in my throat. She stares at me with wide, shocked eyes. Rain opens
Rain's POV. "Thank goodness." I sigh as soon as I exit the bathroom. I'm happy the woman there didn't me with Logan. I walk down the path to the church while I think about Logan's words from earlier. He is a mage. Does that mean he is like Mrs. Sinai? I doubt though but I must say this is cool. At least, it saved us from being caught. My father will not take it lightly if he finds out I'm secretly seeing a man. The whole hide and seek thing with professor Logan is annoying because I want everyone in Oakdale town to know about us. This time around, Professor Logan isn't holding himself back anymore. He literally asked me to suck his cock, which I would have done had we not been interrupted. My cheeks warm at the thought of having his dick lodged in my mouth. I bet it's going to be damn tasty. "I wouldn't hesitate to lick him up next time," I whisper under my breath as I round the corner to the church entryway. Over and over again, I've memorized the eulogy I'll say about late
Logan’s POV. The rest of the afternoon, Lester and I spend it on keeping tabs on my unidentified rival. Though we aim for the same thing, which is taking back Oakdale town, his measures are drastic and they challenge my alpha position. Through the research we did, we found out my guesses were right. This unidentified rival sired more than one person. This can only mean he is from an alpha bloodline. Probably, my alpha bloodline. I feel so frustrated and eager to find out who the hell that is. He must definitely know about me and my mission in Oakdale if he is so eager to expose me. Lester and I embark on a killing spree right from the bar I figured out this hidden rival of mine spends his nights in Oakdale. He has the bar owner sired. The sluts, strippers, and attendees of the bar do his bidding. It was the bar owner who killed Mr. Fell's wife under my rival’s command.The problem is, I do not know who else he has sired to work for him except Yato. The last of my victim w
Rain's POV. Today has been filled with a flurry of activities. From the duty I was supposed to carry out at the church, to the dead body, the chaos, and the fencing my father ordered Zeus to teach Nadia and me.Among all these, I never expected Logan to be here in my room, looking charming and all sexy. His brunette hair is a bit scattered, I wish to drag my fingers through it. I can actually see lines of exhaustion on his face but he's doing a great job at hiding it well. He gives me that creepy smile of his as he arrests my hands to keep me from covering my bareness. If I had known that he'd be here, I wouldn't have removed my pants. The sensuous look he's giving me makes me feel jumpy in all the right places. What's with me and getting horny with just a trail of his eyes all around my body? That's crazy. I guess I'm no different from whores. The air in the room manages to penetrate in between my legs to gush over my sex. It adds to my growing wetness, wow. "You do not need t
Rain's Pov. *Six Months Later*Peace. Recovery. Happiness.These three things were what I thought our pack would never experience again after the atrocities meted out on us by the Slayers. But I guess I was wrong. For the past few months, these three things have begun to trickle back into our midst. The pack members are back on their feet, rejoicing over the newfound peace and connection we made with the humans. A week ago, Logan called for a conference between werewolves and humans in the town square. All of the people of Oakdale were in attendance, listening as my mate addressed them on the importance of peace between our beings. Oakdale has been divided into two parts. North Oakdale is occupied by humans and South Oakdale, is occupied by our kind. Regardless of the clear boundary, people still choose to live where they desire as long as they're willing to obey the other's norms. The North Oakdale is now under the leadership of Simon Cooper, the man who led the renegade army th
Third Person POV. *** Two A.M*** **In The Manor**Augustine stirred from the cot he was lying on, wheezing calmly through his teeth. The infirmary was dead quiet and as for the guards keeping a close eye on him, they'd been knocked out. It took strenuous effort and days of planning for Augustine to pull this up. The werewolves must be joking if they thought letting them prevail was ever going to happen, Augustine thought as a smile plucked at his lips. He propped up from the cot, the chains binding his hands clattering briefly. It gladdened his heart to see the werewolf guards sprawled haphazardly on the floor, thanks to the Ramah leaves he spiked their water with. You see the adage: keep your friends close and your enemies closer? It was at this point that the adage made more sense to Augustine. He was happy the werewolves kept him closer, closer than they thought. With the chains on his wrists clattering and a dark grin on his face, he walked over to the table cluttered with v
Rain's Pov. "Stop it!!" Logan hollers but I don't stop. My claws slip out, borrowing into the skin of my arms and ripping off the flesh. Blood splooges, melding with the water as it rushes down the drain. "Rain, goddess!!!" Logan growls, horror shock on his face as he bangs on the stall. I had deliberately locked it, knowing Logan would come after me and try to stop me. I don't need him to stop me. I've to wash off this filth. I pull at my hair, tugging at the strands and it makes my scalp burn. The water sluicing down my body is extremely hot but it's not hot enough to wash off the filth. "Haha! Look at her taking my cock!" Their laughter vibrates in my ears.Their strokes brim my mind. The way their fingers sank into my skin, bruising me as I cried. It's all I think about. Their proposal. The bloody wedding dress. Their chant. All of it. I can't breathe. I can't see anything except the dark basement. The torture. Their faces. Their dicks. Their teeth as they bared it in a sm
Rain's Pov. "My luna. Thank goddess you're finally awake." Irene's voice pierces my ears when I stir on the bed. Waking fully, I look over at the woman, surprised to see her towering over me. A full smile covers her lips. "The alpha must be very happy to know you've woken up." The older woman chirps and before I can get any words out, she flees from the room. The moment she's gone, I begin to crack my head. I don't know how I ended up here. My mind is fogged and upon wracking it more, I begin to remember a few things.The Island. The mayors and...the fight. I remember Logan and his father fighting. I remember the witches taking on Sinai. The chopper. All of it, except my return to this room. The door snaps open a moment later and when I look up, I see Logan's burly frame hovering over the door. His eyes light up when they settle on me and I blink, swallowing rapidly to lubricate my parched throat. Logan smilingly walks closer to where I am, humming under his breath. "My luna?"
Logan's POV. "What?" I gasped in total shock at what Ryat had just revealed to me about Rain. She's pregnant. "How far along is she?" I sputter, settling on the edge of the bed Rain's lying on. It's been five days since we left Seychelles. Five days since Rain went into a coma. I feel so guilty looking at the bruises on her thighs, torso, and her breasts. Those depraved men bruised Rain beyond repair. According to Ryat, she was raped countless times. The thought of those men mounting what's mine makes me seethe. I failed Rain, I hum inwardly as tears prickle my eyes. I made a promise to protect her and yet I failed. I left her to the wolves and they devoured her. Even as she sleeps, her pulse hammers. A grimace is on her face and that lets me know she's reliving the horrors she experienced at the Island. "One month...but...uh...I'm not exactly sure since her uterus is yet to fully develop..." Ryat answers, shrugging tentatively. I understand why it's difficult for Ryat to deter
Third Person POV. Chaos brewed across the shore. Blood, howls and screams penetrated the air. The witches battled with Sinai. A woman they had all feared since she upset the balance of nature and sought for the book of Amelek. They all knew defeating Sinai would not be easy but they were willing to make that sacrifice. As Sinai struggled to release her powers against the witches, Aphrodite and the rest of the coven chanted more. Their voices high-pitched. "I WILL KILL YOU ALL. YOU CAN'T DEFEAT ME!!!" She yelled, emitting fire from the tips of her fingers- the witch's fire. To counter that attack, the witch called forth a crystal cocoon that trapped Sinai inside. She struggled to free herself from their cocoon but it was all in vain. Seeing they've successfully trapped her, the witches formed a circle around the cocoon, holding their hands. Then they began the chant of Kadhijabal- the death chant. For them to successfully take Sinai down the purgatory where witches lived their af
Rain's Pov. I stumble. I groan. Darkness soars around me like feathers. Dizziness claws up my mind, twisting my vision. Hard, hot breaths punch out of my lungs.Blood gushes from my belly like a waterfall, making me sluggish. Yet I run. I stagger, stumble but still manage to rise to my feet and scamper away. "AWOLLLLL!!!!" The wolf roars. Its voice is thunderous. Mighty. My spine curdles with dread. When I risk a look back, I see the beanpole wolf jumping the rocks that serve as barriers with its bared as it races after me. Why now? Why can't he remember me? My mind whirrs. Only one answer comes to mind. He's been enchanted. Just like I have been enchanted so I wouldn't be able to shift. I would've given Sinai a thumbs up if the situation was different. She's very creature in her vile work. Roars of laughter ring high, cutting through the blasting noise of the sea waves. With a brief pause and a hammering heart, I roam my eyes around searching for the best direction to run to.
Rain's Pov. My belly is empty. My strength wanes.. I clutch at my chest, a desperate attempt to tame my wildly beating heart as that wave of nausea returns again with a blinding force. Doubling over, I vomit the bitter viscous liquid and tumble over the wall. Streaks of the vomit stain the corner of my mouth while I dab at it. My bleary eyes gaze across the dark room. I feel so cold. So lonely. So scared. I let my eyes linger on the strand of sun rays slipping into the base through a crack on the wall. Gasping and in need of warmth, I chase after it. A blissful sigh slips past my lips as the warm sun kisses my skin. I don't know how long I've been locked in here but it's definitely been long enough to bring such change to my body. I almost doubted the fact, but Mrs. Sinai confirmed it some time ago. I am pregnant. An inconspicuous bump is protruding from my belly, a glaring confirmation of my worst fear. A tiny being is growing inside me, but the problem is that I don't know w
Logan's POV. "No!!! No!!! Lo...gan!" Ivy belts out, her chest heaving as pain attacks her from all angles. She refuses to speak up, and I refuse to stop inflicting the pain on her until she spills the answer I demand. Matt squirms in his seat as he watches me rain hell on Ivy. Seeing her a squirming mess gladdens my heart. Somehow I feel whatever pain I dole out on her equals the measure of pain my mate is suffering. Since I've known Ivy, I've never seen a smidge of scratch much less blood on her body until now. It gives great pleasure knowing the all-powerful queen of the vampires is at my mercy. Blood dribbles down her disfigured eye. Hoarse cries vibrate into my ears. Ivy has lost sight in one eye, nothing but the veins and tendons of what makes up her eye remain, coated in thick dark coppery liquid. Matt pisses himself seeing the gory sight, he panics, attempting to tear the rope binding him to the chair away but Lester doesn't give him the chance. My beta pounces on him.