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;
Elise had left Rygan with her beta, Jax, while she and Michale went ahead. There was clear tension in the air between the two males, but this was a mission; they were supposed to set all their differences apart, right? They infiltrated the main palace of Kyren’s home, the hallways bringing back horrific memories that Rygan hated to recall—the days when he was chained up like an animal, flogged, or forced to service those females. He knew he had to focus, and first of all, was to blend into the shadows. Then they struck, laying waste to Kyren's guards during the secret siege. They made sure not to be caught, and with Rygan leading them both, he made sure not to get caught, not until they reached Kyren's chambers and killed the bastard. “I had that; I could have killed him off," Jax muttered the moment after Rygan had spotted a guard with a silver spear and killed him before he had the chance to attack Jax. He snarled at the alpha, whose eyebrows raised in irritation, questionin