“And I intend to make the queen mine," Rygan's voice crooned with a sensual promise. He saw Elise visibly swallow and quickly tried to turn away from him. "It seems like the drug is getting to you," she muttered, quickly dropping the towel back on the table. She felt his chest warm her back as she turned around to meet his gaze. Now they were inches away from each other, closer than ever, and could practically hear his every breath. Her eyes moved from his chin to his lips before they locked with his storm-grey eyes. They were so close, so damn close, that Elise, for a moment, lost her mind, but she put a hand between them, pushing at his chest. "We are outside," she whimpered, "you need to stop... I am Luna." "And I am yours," Rygan said without missing a beat. He had become shameless. Yet she could feel the tension; she could feel that rise in her heated core, that ache between her breasts, but she pushed that need back. She cleared her throat before she moved further aw
Elise finds herself in a forest, her clothes and hands once clean now stained with blood. She looks to her side to see her mom's body on the ground with her neck at an odd angle, broken beyond help. ‘Because you were so weak, your mother died because of your little wicked thing, and you can’t protect your people either.' She hears Kyren’s voice taunt her. “No, no, it wasn’t because of me, no!” “Don’t listen to him; don’t listen, El.” She hears another voice, this time familiar and soothing; she couldn’t see anyone else, but she knew it was Rygan's voice. “You are strong, Elise; you can fight this,” his voice urged her. Elise's eyes shoot open, her breath harsh from the dream as she feels Rygan's voice close to her. “El?” She turns to him this time, seeing his worry-filled gaze as his brows furrowed and his hand clasped tightly around hers. She looks at the unfamiliar surroundings and then recalls that she’d assigned her guards to take the wounded female to Abby’s clinic. S
They returned to the palace after Nora fell back asleep again; she couldn’t believe she’d gone for days with no food or water, relying only on her will to reach the Calhan pack. Rygan watched Elise from behind her stiff frame, her eyes bleak and empty with silence, not until his hand touched hers when she reached for the doorknob. *Will you be alright?* “I think so. I just need rest and time to think,” she assures him as she nods in understanding before letting her go into her chambers. His body itches to follow but turns away to his room. In his guest chambers, he busied himself signing papers and documents that Taz had sent to be approved. He busied himself for an hour or so before he turned to the windows to see the sky darken. Then rain begins to drizzle, and a crackling, loud snap of thunder shakes the sky as Rygan drops his pen. He recalls how thunder makes Elise feel about her mother, especially with what had happened earlier with Nora. He knew he needed to be by he
“I want you to touch yourself,” Rygan instructed, his voice darkening, unchecked with depraved lust and hunger for Elise. She stared at her alpha mate, who would come undone by just her command to quit this little dare. Yet Elise was the one about to lose this tempting game. She watched his gaze follow her fingers, never breaking contact as she dipped her fingers into her mouth, coating them with her juice. She let out a moan, imagining his heavy cock in her mouth. She noticed his eyes glazed with dark desire for her. Like he Also was imagining that obscene and outright filthy scenario. her hips resting further down the bed, she opened her legs wide to show her aching sex that clenched while his hands were itching to touch her. Elise found this as encouragement, seeing how much Rygan wanted her. She then traced wet fingers from her nape down to the middle expanse of her breast. She hissed as her breast ached, wanting to be touched and sucked by him. How she imagined his lips
Elise had made up her mind to journey back to the Silver Night Pack, her childhood home. Rygan was all on board since she asked him to accompany her. But all the more His wolf was elated to be declared her mate; he could feel his love for her almost burst like a dam as he became ravenous to taste her again. They had shared most of the morning in bed, with Rygan taking his sweet time worshipping her body with endless lovemaking, Elise then takes the initiative, straddling her alpha and riding him as he palmed her breast. Her insides clench as her hips roll and grind on his cock as they both moaned; she’d then take his ring finger into her mouth, biting it enough that it drew blood. She then left an identical mark on his; it feels like their souls were entirely entwined as she’s accepted him as her mate. Their climax was more intense than usual, as they’d both cum with a blinding ecstasy. They didn’t stop there, as time and time again he buried himself into her wet, inviting
With Elise's plans in order, they spend the whole day strategizing with Abby, who becomes the Elder Regent at Elise's request, just until they get back. Elise takes one last look at her son, who is sleeping soundly, as she kisses his head goodbye before she turns to Abby. “Thank you so much; we won’t be gone for long.” “Do what you must, my dear; that monster cannot keep on winning,” Abby tells her. And with one last look to her son Ethan promising their return, before she heads to prepare. By dawn, they are dressed in tailored dark clothes, with cloaks to cover their faces; her betas all wore black Shadow Wolf leather, ready for combat if needed under their cloaks. "Afraid, pretty boy?” Michale snickers at Brady, who shoves him as his eyes roll. “You wish, Hale,” he called with a smile while Jax shook his head at his friends' antics, covering his head with the cloaks as they reached the gates. With Jax's signal, they then left the walls undetected. They settled with the
The raid had been successful, yet Elise couldn’t believe how badly in shape these prisoners were. The tortured cuts on their skin from being whipped were undoubtedly similar to the ones on Nora’s body. Elise feels another wave of rage flow through her; she watches as Brady releases the chains of the people as they climb out of the cage. “Thank you so much,” they cried out in relief. *Where are you?* She called for her mate, who had gone into the woods with Jax and Michale. *We are almost done burying the bodies*, he informed. She looked back at them, to the bruises and unsure gazes, afraid to come close, just like her when she was tormented by Kyren before. Elise moved forward, starting from a young boy not less than 13 years old. She laid her hands on his skin, and for a moment his eyes widened before they squeezed shut in panic, afraid she was going to hit him, not till he felt that warm sensation as his wounds began to close rapidly. She healed as many as she could in t
They were as stealthy as assassins, blending into the darkness, quietly infiltrating the Dark night pack without raising an alarm; they knew they had to move fast before anyone could detect something was amiss with the new slaves that were brought in. The minute they reached a secluded spot in Kyren’s inner palace, Elise hopped out of the carriage, with Rygan helping her get the chain off. The guards were less active, but Elise knew they needed to be careful. “Are you alright?” Michale asked Elise; she nodded as she looked around the pack; she couldn't help but feel her throat constrict as she glanced at the familiar walls made to keep her in. The walls that held her down like a prized offering for Kyren, she felt a cool touch on her arm that brought her back to reality, and she saw Rygan's gaze on her. "That bastard can never lock us up again," he assured her. She then peered back at both of her betas, waiting for orders. “You both are among the best stealth wolves I know;
(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