“Hold on to me,” Rygan instructs as his hands move to sweep under her thigh, catching her in a bridal position. He makes sure her hand is wrapped tightly around his neck before he races at full speed. Elise dipped her nose further into his nape, taking in his scent to cool the aching heat rising in her core, but it wasn't enough; she wanted to feel the warmth of his inviting skin. Stormy clouds darkened as the wind blew faster and the rain began to fall, but he was quick to get into the cabin before any real damage could occur. They were both damp from the rain showers that had finally turned into a full-blown storm. He took up the match and lit the fireplace, with Elise dropped on the large couch. But as he adds more wood to the fireplace, Elise stands up from the couch, her eyes glazed with lust. Rygan then hears a quiet thud, and he turns to see that his wet, heavy tunic is now on the ground and Elise is naked. Her perky breasts were halfway covered by her damp, long ha
Their hot breaths heated the room, and Elise's moans cut through the storm outside, with Rygan watching Elise shatter from his touch. Rygan was ravenous in his exploration of her body; he couldn’t get enough; he didn’t want to get enough; he wanted to take her in like an obsessive drug. The scent of her skin felt so serene and addictive that he licked the expanse of her body. He started from her ankles, giving it a sweet, slow kiss. It caused a shudder down Elise's spine as she watched his dark gaze with lustrous intent. His kiss travels further down her legs, kissing her knees before he brings them open and settles in between them, his tongue trailing lower and lower. Their gazes lock as Elise's chest rises with lust, and her pupils dilate as she watches Rygan. Tahr watches him lick off his dripping wet finger, drenched and covered with her juices. He moves to her thigh, biting intently on her inner thighs as her body quivered from his heated touch. ”You see what you do to
Elise was still in the bathroom when she heard the door creak open. With Rygan staring calmly at her, he looked like he hadn’t slept for days, his eyes cast with paranoia, cautious not to say the wrong thing and ruin everything. “Um, hey, are you okay?” He muttered, staring and studying her body. Elise was naked, with rough hand marks courtesy of Rygan’s feral lust, it made him recall how much she moaned and writhed under him when she climaxed, and how he fucked and filled her for days. Elise pushed her hair till it fell over her chest and nape before she spoke.“You left hickeys—a lot of them,” she murmured, checking her littered body. “I need to take a shower.” “We need to talk,” he said to Elise. She froze at the seriousness of his tone, swallowing a breath before turning her fully naked body to him. “I can't walk or think straight, especially if I’m still covered in this,” she said, referring to the cum stains on her body. "So, please let me at least take a shower," she
“I will make her life here a living hell, your choice," Alvira threatened. The betas looked at each other before their eyes turned to Rygan, seeing how their alpha's face had become filled with rage, his pheromones saturated with bloodlust as he muttered in a grave tone. “What did you say?” "Rygan, maybe she just—” Kaide started. "Both of you, out now," he growls to his betas. They knew this was a direct command, more than they could handle or talk Rygan out of, as they walked out of the room. The minute the door shut, Alvira felt a strong hand slam into her as she hit the wall. She looked up to meet Rygan’s lethal stare, both his hands pressing on her shoulders. “Say that again,” he snarled. “What, Rygan?! Are you going to kill me and let me join my sister Alana in the afterlife because of another woman? Then go ahead and kill me now so I can join Alana!” Saying that name brought back so many memories and torment for Rygan that his hold softened on her shoulder. “What t
Kyren Gerwolff has arrived at the Blackmoon Pack. His eerie presence alone made the whole hall erupt in whispers. His chin was raised in a show of his power and pride. A barrage of the younger and weaker wolves had looks of apprehension and fear on their faces. Knowing this was the alpha male and monster that held their king captive for months, no one trusted him. It becomes worse when Elise feels the stares turn towards her. Her gaze locks with Kyren, and a tremor of nerves begins to bite at her, but she controls her face into one of stoic indifference like Rygan has taught her. Kyren wasn’t going to win this. Kyren makes his way to where she stands with Taz and Kaide, who had quietly come to her side, even though she ended things with him just a moment ago. From their beta stance and scent, she could tell they were trying to hold back their growls from attacking and killing Kyren right there in the hall. Kyren's face was immediately in awe when she saw Elise; the glimmer
Elise’s POV Nothing could prepare me for Rygan’s wrath. I was speechless when I saw myself naked and quickly wrapped myself in the sheets with Kyren by my side. My head still felt foggy as I sat up. I thought it was a dream with Rygan. I imagined he left the hall and came for me, claimed me as his, and we made love, but how could he when I told him to stay back? It wasn’t him, but Kyren, whom I was with instead! My hands quivered as I raised them to feel a pulsing mark on my skin. “Oh, moon!” Alvira said in horror, "Elise, how could you do this with the enemy? How could you let him mark you?” I watched Alvira say her pretentious yet overly expressive words of sickly-sweet concern to set Rygan over the edge as he raged; in seconds, he had lunged Kyren to the wall. They both slammed into the headboard, split by the impact. That’s why I jumped off the bed with a scream on my lips. I crawled back in shame and hurriedly searched for my robe in mortification. “Both of you stop t
Warning: This chapter depicts notes of self-harm. . . . **** The moment Elise heard those words of doubt come from Rygan, she stood up and slapped him right across the face. “How dare you accuse me, Rygan?” She whispered out in disbelief. Her heart was breaking with each word. “I'm not, and I never will, but Alvira had testified to the Elders that after she talked to you, when she saw you talking with Kyren, another female servant said the same thing.” Elise couldn’t believe it was Rygan who was saying this; he didn’t believe her. "She is lying!…Rygan…” She felt like she couldn’t breathe—no, she couldn’t at all. Rygan noticed it with wide eyes as he came forward, and she felt Rygan’s hands wrap around her shoulder. “You’re having a panic attack; I need you to breathe for me." She pushed his hands away, shoving them at his chest. “Stay the hell away from me!” She called out in pain. "Our alpha doesn’t trust us; our alpha doesn’t trust us!" Her wolf whined in di
Elise walks through the wood with only the chirps of insects to accompany her as her trudged down the familiar roads, to the cabin that Kaide had previously invited her to. She still recalls parts of the road even as nightfall approaches quickly. She sees the familiar cabin come into view, and she trails forward, weakly calling his name, but there is no answer. The door creaks open, and Elise makes her way into Kaide's home. “Kaide? Kaide, are you here? I really need to talk to you,” she mutters desperately, but there is no response as the house is quiet and empty, with the sound of her footsteps echoing into the dimly lit hallways. She makes it to the end of the hall, to the familiar hallway, and down to the door of the study. There is no trace of Kaide here either. She then opens the door, moving into the large study. Her curiosity is piqued since she is the only one here. She rifles through the bookshelf and books, none catching her interest—not until she sees the silver-