The two assassins could only watch as they were slowly surrounded by both blood moon wolves and their beta commanders. “It’s over; you couldn’t deceive us; you think that you’d confuse us with the scent that you took to confuse us?” Taz says, flexing his claws and fangs, ready to attack the beta assassins. “Leave, mutts, and go back crying to your alpha; she is ours,” one of the assassin males spoke. Kaide snarls, his anger evident in it. His eyes are a blast of ice blue, ready to kill. “You dared enter our territory and take one of our own! And you still dare to speak; I should rip your head out from where you stand,” Kaide mutters. Taz has seen Kaide angry only a handful of times because the beta hardly loses his cool, but he would have needed to have seen him so angry. Taz knew because him and Rygan were always meant to be the hot headed one, while Kaide was the one who made plans and kept them in check. But right now Kaide was pissed. None of them knew why Kaides wolf
Silence settled in the moment they heard another deadly growl come out of the cave. Her voice blared with a warning from each growl, the sound gaining their attention. Rygan walks into the cave in his wolf form, the sound of his pawed footsteps as silent as the night. He could see the hesitation and tension in the air as he walked deeper into the cave. He was desperate to see her; his yearning for her from the past day made him mad with regret and longing for her. He had not had a wink of sleep ever since she was taken, and he wouldn’t rest until he saw her. As he got closer and her scent became stronger in the air, he became alert in the darkness. Knowing one wrong move could unleash Elise's feral wolf on him at any moment. His wolf's eyes immediately adjusted to the darkness as he saw the crouched wolf staring at him. *Elise*, he called, but she growled at him instead. With her head bent low and a snarl as she backed away. His heart broke the moment he came face to face
Elise's POV The world assaulted me in waves. First, a searing pain jolted through my skull like a boulder had been tossed against it. My eyes remained stubbornly shut, gritty and dry. Panic clawed at my throat as I tried to remember where I was. Then, a familiar scent, warm and musky, washed over me, sending a wave of relief crashing through my terror. It was Rygan. My body, pleasantly warm under a sheet, felt safe nestled against his powerful frame. Opening my eyes, I took in the unfamiliar room. Relief morphed into confusion. No sight of humans, no screams, no fight. Had it all been a nightmare? Had I dreamt it all? The kidnapping and everything? No, that couldn’t be, not when the memories were coming in slowly, like flashes. “Fuck,” I muttered, taking his hands slowly off my body. I looked down to see marks on my thighs, figuring out the loud gasp that was about to escape my lips. I didn't want to ask him, not after this huge mistake I’ve made yet again. I wanted to cur
Elise had tried to rest as much as possible for the past few hours, but she was left tossing and turning until she checked the clock and saw it was time to meet Rygan and the others. Elise then got dressed in a comfy turtleneck beige sweater that was given to her with comfortable leggings and shoes, and she tied her head up in a messy bun. She still had that creeping feeling that makes the end of her hair raise as she shuddered “don’t worry , your age now, you’re back at the moon house with Rygan” she assures herself. Taking one last glance at her reflection and hoping there was no mark in sight from Rygan’s mouth on her, she walked out of the chambers and headed for Rygan’s familiar study. She couldn’t help but question a few skeptical gazes that guards and servants gave her as she passed them by while heading to the study. She got that they could be shocked about the abduction, but the stares they gave her seemed more intense than usual. She tried to forget
“We need to talk.” his tone blared with so much power . “We have nothing to talk about," Elise argued. She tried to control the incessant pace at which her heart was beating from just being near him, trying to show that he had no control over her, but she was failing miserably. Their heated breaths were the only sound that filled the silent space as Elise shut her eyes and tried pushing his tempting voice that always shook her resolve and made her body shiver with want away. Just one look at him reminded her of last night in that damn cave and how she surrendered herself to him, both wolf and body. How her flesh and soul were mended by just his touch. “We have a lot to talk about; look at me, Elise,” he says, but she stays still, her body still facing the door frame. *Look at me*, and she freezes when she sees that familiar heart behind her. Slowly turning around, she peers up through her lashes to meet Rygan’s hard gaze that studies her, from her icy blue eyes to the very
Elise felt like she had been doing nothing but sleeping for over two days, trying to quench that burning ache in her, tossing and turning around her bed. Her heart ached every time she looked at the door and smelled a familiar pheromone and sees shadow of the alpha king wanting to come in, but she had locked her doors and held her tongue to prevent any tears from slipping. "It's better this way," she thought, repeating those words like a mantra. Along with overthinking scenarios from her abduction and Alvira's hurtful words in the past few days, her mind was a mess. She felt like her memory was a broken glass, being embedded tighter piece by piece, and it frightened her to learn the extent of it—to learn what her wolf had done to those men, no, what 'she' had done. “Lady…Elise?” A voice filled with apprehension broke her out of her thoughts as she looked at the female who served her well, giving her skeptical stares filled with uncertainty and fear, as if she had heard th
After her confrontation with Alvira and everything Elsie had happened for the past week, , Elise decided to focus all her attention on training to become stronger to fend off anyone who tries to abduct her again. By evening, Hana brings her training clothes that Kaide instructs her to wear for training the next day. Elise was already in her robes and ready for bed when Hana comes in. But the moment Hana lays her clothes down, Elise stands up from the queen-sized bed and trails towards Hana, her nerves cooling with anticipation as she stares at and admires the leather material of her attire. Its sleeveless arms are paired with the dark knuckle-cut gloves and leather dark pants with its shoes. It was the newly made uniform for the newly turned wolves. She was a late walker, but with Kaide and others fully aware of her shifting abilities, she was eligible to be part of the group. As Elise admired the clothes, she couldn’t help the fee the ends of her hair stand like
Elise stood frozen on the spot to the scene in front of her, a scene she had caused, She'd wounded Kaide and now Blood was everywhere. Blood spattered on the floor, and her fingers, claws, and canine immediately retracted. The violet power in Elise's eyes flickered and turned back to normal when she saw who she wounded, and it was Kaide. Kaide, who blocked her attack on Zach and took the blood instead, felt a sick turn in her gut from shock as her senses were back. His back was left with a big, wide wound from her nail. “K-Kaide,” she stuttered out, her eyes blown wide in horror as her hands trembled from shock. “Everyone leave!” He roars forward as all the young shifters hurry out with haste from the training field. “B-beta Kaide!” Zach exclaimed in shock and panic as he saw Kaide here. Elise was more worried about his wounds, even though the beta was hardly worried about them. His gaze was burning with so much anger at Zach. He looked at Elise's wounded lips that were
(EPILOGUE)..The lonely, dark halls of the Black Mountains cell were Alvira's only companions throughout the passing days; she could barely keep track of the time, day, or month.It was hell on earth, a punishment for crimes that made her feel insane, and she deserved every bit of it, especially after what she did to Alana. Some days she felt like the dark halls were haunted by her sister and Kaide’s ghost, her only companions pushing her to the edge of insanity."Just look at her," one of the guards spoke, spooked as they watched Alvira sitting quietly, composed in a way that was eerie at times, making the hair on their skin stand up. Her dark brunette hair was matted and scattered in knots, hiding her face.Her nails were tattered from incessant biting, a habit she had developed; she didn't bother responding to the guards' whispers.In the first months she'd been there, she raised hell until her throat bled, screaming to be freed, but she knew there wouldn’t be a chance. "Who woul
It all felt so natural, so right, falling into each other's arms like they’d known one another for a lifetime, and with each kiss, Jax felt more completed by his omega. “You have no idea how much I love you, how much you drive me wild, Lorraine,” he muttered with a kiss to her bare shoulder. He quickly unzipped the gown, pushing it off her. The beta watched wide-eyed with desire at how confident his omega had gotten in that moment. He watched as she traced a hand from his hard pecs and abs, dipping her hands further into the water, trailing down the space between his crotch till she held his hardening cock. Jax hissed in pleasure at her touch. He watched her pupils dilate in reaction to his, and her meek honey-filled voice whispered, “Do you like this?” ”Fuck, I love everything you do, and even you—yes, just like that,” he hummed when he felt another hard squeeze to his cock; moons now she was just torturing him. “You have no idea what I want to do to you,” he whispered. ”
JAX'S POV After seeing Lorraine in that state, I never wanted to see her cry again. I knew there was no going back with my wolf already obsessed with her every call; I was hers before she even completely knew it. It isn’t long till I reach the station where I'm needed. Immediately seeing the hunched frame of my two friends, they both peer up at me with smug, knowing looks on their faces. And mischievous smirks I could spot even from a mile away. ”Damn..we know she’s yours, dude. Chill out,” Michael mutters first. “We can practically scent her on your skin,” he calls with arms up in surrender. ”Good,” I say, surprising them both; they must have expected me to try and deny it. But I wanted everyone to know she was mine, and I couldn’t keep myself from her anymore, not when my wolf was already so drawn to her. “I’ve lost to her, moons; I'm so in love with her; she is everything I could ever dream of, fuck,” I mutter, still in disbelief at how I’ve been truly enamo
Jax knew he had made an awful mistake by saying those words and not being straightforward. The beta felt like a wreck the moment he saw how Lorraine’s face had crumbled. He had misspoken, and now she must have thought he only saw her as nothing more than a fling. He tried to explain himself, but the damage had been done. He quickly obeyed her wish to be left alone. There would be enough time to talk to her, and he would make sure to tell her his true feelings. Right now, she needed space, which gave him enough time to think too. The beta rushed outside to clear his head and get them breakfast since there wasn’t anything left in his kitchen. He dropped by the baker's shop for a fresh set of their renowned pie, with the pack members greeting him good morning. Jax halted in his steps when his eyes caught a beautiful pastel blue sundress in a shop, and a certain blonde immediately filled his mind. He headed in, even though he had no idea what he was doing, and bought many dresses
The kiss was intoxicating; there was no end to Jax’s desperate need for more; he wanted her more than he could ever fathom. It felt like Every control he had snapped when he heard her soft voice pleading to be touched; he knew he couldn’t fight it any longer. His hand combed through her gold locks, a firm grip causing a moan from her lips. She shuddered in desire from his touch; she felt his hand trace down her naked thighs, and a whimper escaped her lips from his touch. His hands pushed firmly on her tiny back, trailing into her shirt, touching the small expanse of her back and finding that sensitive spot on her skin that had Lorraine arching until her back pressed against the bed, leaving her a whimpering mess. She pushed Jax closer, feeling his other hand trail to her aching sex. She watched him, unblinking from his gaze, their breaths mingled and gaze locked with one another. “I'm going to put a finger in, okay, sweetheart?” He muttered with a kiss pressed to her button no
The beta scolds himself with a curse, mortified that he said something so obscene. But when he peered at Lorraine, looking at how innocent her gaze was, she hadn't understood the complication of the words he said. He was thankful but still mortified. Jax then quickly settled himself on the island table as they both munched on their food; he quietly watched the female, satisfied as Lorraine ate with a full appetite. A deep primal part of him was happy that he cooked for her. But the reason she could eat so well was that Jax assured her that Nora would be fine with Abby and was in great care. That calmed her; she felt so happy and relieved in this moment that she finally let her scent waft across the room; it made the beta visibly stiffen. Her jasmine scent wafted across the room, making the beta wolf alert and thrash around, yearning to be closer. That’s when he realized why her scent was so sweet and alluring. “You... are an omega?” he called in surprise, and for a moment, he
The walk back to Jax's home was quiet and more awkward than he anticipated, but mostly since he was trying hard not to stare at Lorraine while they walked to his cabin. "Fuck this," he thought; his wolf was barely in control, his desire to touch her and know what she tasted like underneath all her clothes was more than tempting, but right now he could barely see her face under the cloak. "Um, I don’t think I thanked you for this." "You did," he cut in quickly, and for a short moment their gaze locked; he could see a blush on her cheek spread before she turned away. Why did she choose me? He couldn’t help wondering; he barely recalled opening the doors to his home with Lorraine trailing in after him. “And don’t worry too much about your sister; she is in great hands, and Abby will take care of her, but now you need to take care of yourself. You need rest,” he adds. “Thank you..” “Jax, my name is Jax Kullin.” He tells her he could see interest glistening in her gaze, with
(Side story) JAX'S POV. . . There was a time when anyone could try to tell me true love was real, and I'd fall for it; and all the more, having a fated mate was unheard of, a love was so strong like my parents who died in each other's arms during the war 20 years ago. I couldn’t fathom what kind of love would bring someone to their knees and, all the more, die for their partner. I and my best friends have always joked about never falling in love so desperately for anyone, yet my best friend Hayden was an exception none of us ever expected. He was a goner for Elise the moment he met her. I could see why he loved her, though it took time for her to trust us. I could see the ease in her eyes, and the walls crumbled when Hayden was there. But it was never as intense as what my friend felt. Hayden, who loved El with all his heart and died for that said love, broke me beyond words when I heard the news of his death from Holden; none of us could believe it, no
Rygan was more than aroused for his mate; his tongue dipped into her coated entrance for a taste of more; he sucked and lapped greedily on her sex, causing a moan to erupt from Elise's lips from his merciless intrusion into her sex; his tongue was like a drug driving her mad. "Fuck. My love, you taste amazing," he muttered, her sex clenched from the feel of his heated breath fanning her folds, she moans out in pleasure, grabbing tight to the sheets for her dear life. There was barely an intrusion other than his tongue yet; but Rygan's tongue alone had made her climax, and now the alpha lapped at her sex like a thirsty man. She let out a cry from the intrusion of his thick finger. The pleasure felt like a torturous drag in her walls, her back arching from stimulation when another thick finger was added to her wet heat. "Look at how tight you are for me; you taste like honey; my cock would feel good inside you," he growls with a bite to her inner thigh. She flinches from his