“I want you to strip,” Rygan says to Elise. She looked at him like he’d grown another pair of monster heads, her thoughts too frozen to form a sentence as her eyes blinked rapidly. “You’re not serious.” “Oh, I am,” he replied. “This is how I train, and we will be spending hours, if not days, until your shift is successful, and I know you can do it, little wolf,” he said to her. She watched as he took off his underwear. She forced herself to look at anything other than his bare and hung member. “Moons have mercy on me; I'm not strong for this,” Elise muttered to herself. She forced herself to focus back on his torso. Elise contemplated how many seconds it would take for him to catch her if she tried running away from him and giving up on shifting, but as annoying as Rygan was, he was one tempting hell of a beast to admire. “Or are you afraid of a little skin, little wolf?” He teased Elise; she knew he was trying to play with her mind and tried hard not to react
“Tell me what you want,” Rygan whispered into her ear, his hands trailing down her spine. His touch felt like a drug, making her dizzy. She wanted more of it; she wanted him to consume her whole. She felt her claws sprout out, her canines sharpen, and a change in the air as her instincts heightened. She traced those claws on Rygan’s skin, her wolf greedy for more.an unchecked hunger for him sizzled in her system. Elise felt like she was losing herself, losing the battle between her and her wolf again. She couldn’t let it take absolute control like it did before, not again. “Tell me,” Rygan’s voice echoed, her hands fisting in his broad shoulders, pulling him in as she began to murmur softly against his skin. She wanted so much for him to take her roughly on the ground, to make love to her until she was full and sated. “I need...I need,” she whimpered. “I need to stop,” she whispered, finally gaining the courage to pull away from him. That dark tension shriveled up, and she
Elise couldn’t help but blink back in surprise at Rygan’s words, taken aback by the absurdity of his game. “I’m going to be hunting you,” Elise repeated, speechless as she watched the alpha take off his shirt, nodding in affirmation. “Yes, I’ll be training you to hunt today; it’s to hone and sharpen your senses, especially to know how to track your enemies. Thirty seconds ahead, and if you cannot find me before then, I win, and my wish will be very much intent on what I want,” he answered, his eyes darkened with those words. Elise couldn’t help but feel a shiver spread down her spine from his husky tone. A promise of his win. His pants came off next, leaving him naked. He strapped the oddly large bag to his chest as he shifted into his wolf form; now the bag hung snugly and more comfortably by his side. "Do not idly waste time, Elsie; remember, I am not your companion or friend right now but an enemy you need to face and fight because after two more howls, I wi
“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
(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