“Rudiger executed some changelings, because he thought they were causing trouble with the humans, hunting the village cattles. They had to move back into the forest, deeper into the woods. He was embarrassed. For all his boasting, he never can get things done, can he?” This would work. Walter would eat this up. He did, he lapped it up with feline glee in his dog eyes. “Rourke helped him cover it up?”Desmond needed another crime to hold over Half Moon’s head. He was fishing where he shouldn’t be. Flynn’s loyalty was to the pack that had rescued his family right from the mouth of a beast while Communion called an unprovoked attack a dispute. So they could wash the responsibility off their hands. “No. Rourke doesn’t know they have been executed. And Rudiger didn’t flash it obviously. He was trying to hide he had become so desperate to preserve discipline, he had to kill lesser beings to prove a point.” According to the protocols laid down by Communion, no packs were allowed to punis
“What? Why? You think it's stupid, don’t you?”, she sighed and sat down. Evan was still laughing for a good minute before half falling on her shoulder.“Jeez. Nursery isn’t easy to break into. You know we protect young ones. And breaking the protocol is going to make Noah angry is all.” He reasoned. “Why does everyone keep forgetting I worked there?”, frustration seeped in her voice. Evan lay back on his forearms, the blue t-shirt stretching to the shape of his muscled torso.She wasn’t looking at him anymore, continuing her tirade.“I worked there alright. The fences so graciously built strike me as different. Want to know what?” She said to him, her head angled down.“What?” “Are we trying to keep something from getting in or the kids from getting out?” Her eyes bore into his. An anvil bludgeoning his happiness in her presence.He understood what she meant. Until three years afo, he was trapped in lusxurious hallways, opulent living conditions, with best services, from those teac
Many have been robbed of their desires to dream in the white expansive hallways, thought Vanessa. When Gregory Flynn had left her here, the day glared in her memory like the shining light. It had changed over the course of time. The colors no more rendered lifeless, they had purples and yellows. There was more chatter, kids playing and roaming around, a healthy rush in their free rush along the corridor. But it had been so different for her and Carmen Flynn. Both contained in a room. A child of seven, confused, terrified and all this place did was remind her how the safety of a the new pup would never overshadow the nurturing he needed. “Hey Vanessa!”, Kris, a five foot three lady, heavily built came speeding towards her with her arms wide open. Oh no, she thought. Kris was showing all her teeth, that meant ecsta
“Do you know of a secret passage that leads outside?” He might be fragile at first glance but his intelligence was like a shrapnel in his brown eyes, the lightest brown out there mixed with pure milk, it was soothing to look at. “Orak and Mabelle talk about it.” She knew those two would be his older guardian. Older kids here who are appointed to take care of the younger ones to help them settle better. “Can you go through it to reach the other end?” He was desperate to walk out of here. His articulate eyes narrated well how he knew he had bargained his freedom for safety. And he implicitly trusted her. They both had the same dream, she supposed. Walking to the second floor, she smiled at everyone who came across them, none of the supervisors or adults working there, for which she was thankful. She didn’t like lies spewing out of her mouth. She had told Evan the white washed truth.“Okay there it is. Be safe okay?” She kissed him on the temple, surprising him. He quickly shook it of
‘She is here.’ Yes, I know. The man and wolf prowled down the elevated boxing mat, yet to become a ring and walked towards the entrance. Mikhail left still complaining how Noah never hurts him when he gets him good, as if he can’t take it. Mikhail could take anything he dished out, but he’d rather his Beta be in a perfect condition if need arose.Right now the only need that arose was to kiss her. Her sweat only ever highlighted her scent. But he would never tell her that. Why was she sweating? His personal chores had been nil today, considering how it was still dawn. His eyes razor sharp, he searched for her on the ground in complete darkness, the wisp of sunlight wasn’t much help with the thick trees. They were good protection detail, thats why he had never thought of planting them elsewhere. Her smell drew closer than ever, still no Vanessa. She liked to tease him. Infact he liked her playful, her reticent prowess peeked out when she thought she could do him one better.His should
Noah felt the shock in her body before he saw it in her clear green eyes. They were turning a slight darker shade with arousal. Vanessa gaped at him without turning her head. Did he just spank her? It didn’t hurt. At all. It was the sound of his palm smarting her butt clad in her jeans that surprised her. The slight heat spread like wild fire and her mind went from registering the act to liking it. Still unsure, she danced on her toes. “Should I stop?” Noah rubbed the place where he had landed his slap. He wasn’t into pain at all. He just liked Vanessa pliant and his. And she had jumped on him without washing off Evan’s scent. She had no idea how crazy that drove him. He didn’t want to separate the two though, he cared for them both. But a reminder to her, every now and then, should work. Her feet squirmed first then the rest of her body. He could see the confusion reflected in her gaze. Noah held tight. With the eye of a distant observer. Not placating her into making a decision
Communication was always welcome, but he had a sinking suspicion she didn't tell him everything. And that was okay, because he didn't either. But he sometimes wanted to pry out those secrets that had him first drawn to her.Vanessa was feeling the aftermath of their rendezvous as she always did. She turned around and nuzzled in his chest, her ear right above where his heart beat a steady rhythm. His long sure fingers stroked her hair, the lull of it finally registering how tired she was. But first. "I have to tell you something." Vanessa murmured into his chest and he thought he already knew where this was going. "I…. The pup from the other day? I sneaked him out. He is here."She confessed it in one breath, not prolonging it. And the moment words were out, she wished she could take them back. Because Noah stiffened in her arms, and she had to stand a good distance away to discern what the arcs of his face held under lock and key. He was stiff out of anger. Out of clear overriding
“Frankly Vanessa, that information is above your pay grade.” He didn’t wait to see her reaction. Giving the animal what it wanted, he shifted into the black mass of fur he prefered as his home right now, much more than the human skin. Did he feel guilty? Yes. For cutting Vanessa off like that. But he had his reasons and they mattered more than what he felt for someone. Anyone. Especially since he couldn’t decipher what exactly was it that he felt. Her feet embedded to the ground where she stood. Had he just pulled rank on her? How could she forget? He said jump and the devotees simply asked how high. But that description didn’t fit either because she had seen him be reasonable. This was not how she had pictured the day to go. From whispering sweet nothings into her ear to putting her back in her place, two steps forward, three steps back. She let out a cry and sat down. Noah Abel was blowing hot and cold on her. If she had safe boundaries with him, she won’t overstep them right? He