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Rite of Submission 23: Immunity
Sophia’s perfectly manicured brows drew together with a look of concern, “What happened?” I sighed heavily, “I can’t tell if he’s crazy or has a death wish at this point.” I crossed back into the sitting room and flopped down on the sofa. “Either way, he’s tormenting me with it.” “What did he do now? Do I need to go yell at him again, because I will,” she sounded just as annoyed with him as I felt. I shook my head no. “Did he at least tell you the good news?” “What good news?” a little spark of hope flashed within me, distracting me from my anger towards him. She clapped her hands, “Your blood showed lower levels of wolfsbane, it looks like your body is metabolizing it and breaking it down. Dr Martinez thinks you could be descended from a bloodline that was immune to it. Since there isn’t any pack known to have that kind of immunity, she thinks it could be a rare dormant gene. Your ancestors could be from a pack that w
Rite of Submission 24: Stranger Dreams may Come
The room was still dark when Dmitri shook my shoulder to wake me. I was not ready to deal with him yet, so I pulled the blanket up over my head and groaned at him to go away. He shook my shoulder again, more insistently until I tossed the blanket back and sat up to yell at him. Before I could get a word out, he’d placed a hand over my mouth. “I don’t want to wake Sophie,” he whispered harshly. I rolled my eyes and pushed his hand away, “If it’s that early, why are you waking me up? What do you want?” He just walked to the doors that led to the hallway and stood there staring at me expectantly. Grumbling in protest, I pushed myself off the sofa and made my way across the room to where he stood. “Where are we going?” I asked quietly ignoring the way his eyes lingered on my outfit. He waited until we were out in the hall to answer, “Dr Martinez needs to see us, and I don’t want Sophie to worry if she doesn’t have too.” He started walking
Rite of Submission 25: Liar
Sophie gave me a similar look of shock when she came out, dressed like she was ready to take on the world again. I’d forgotten that today she would be working for her brother. I groaned inwardly remembering that meant I was spending the day with Dmitri, but I gave her my warmest smile. “You look like you’re ready to crush corporations.” “Is it too much?” she smoothed her hands down her pencil skirt; “Nathan and I are supposed to meet with a few of the possible venders today to sample the menus.” I arched an eyebrow, quizzically. “Human vendors,” she winked, and then frowned at the table of food. “I guess I shouldn’t eat too much this morning, huh?” we both laughed. “What joke did I miss?” Dmitri called as he strode through the doors and greeted his sister with a hug. The scruff on his chin was gone, and he looked less haggard than he had last night outside the library. “Nothing,” she grinned up at him, “just preparing for the busy day
Rite of Submission 26: Runaway
As soon as the garage door opened, we rocketed forward. Everything around us was a blur, we zoomed through the streets and walkways between buildings and down a road that disappeared into the thick forest I’d watched the sun set behind the day before. We raced along the narrow road into the densest part of the trees, even without leaves on the branches overhead; the sun had a hard time shinning through the trees to reach the ground. Most of the light came from the one headlight on the bike. It was the freest that I had felt in much longer than I could remember. It was like flying through the wind between the trees. The trees opened up and we came to a halt in a massive meadow. “Here you go, walk, run, skip or turn cartwheels to your heart’s desire,” he waved at the open space. “Stand in the middl
Rite of Submission 27: At Death's Door
We didn’t return to the garage or even the main house when we got back out of the woods. He raced around, and between buildings, sometimes on sidewalks until we got to what looked like a small hospital. Nathan was standing at the entrance waiting for us. “Take her back to the house,” he ordered, handing him the keys and pushing inside. Nathan took a step towards me, “No,” I moved to follow after Dmitri, “I’m coming with you.” If something had happened to Sophie, hell would have to freeze over before I just went back to sit in a room to wait. “Alexan…” Nathan tried to keep me from going inside but I cut him off. “Luna,” I corrected, pushing past him, “and I said I’m going with him.” When Dmitri didn’t stop to enforce the order, Nathan just stepped away with an annoyed look, letting me plow into the building to follow him. I almost had to jog to keep up as he raced through the different wings and down a dark staircase to
Rite of Submission 28: Lost
There was a soft knock before the door opened, but I stayed curled up in the chair, not caring who was there or what they wanted. Sophie rushed across the room and threw her arms around me, “Oh, Lexi,” she cooed, wrapping her arms tight around my shoulders. “Trevor is doing much better now and is he’s going to be ok. Please don’t fret.” I didn’t have the energy to push her away or even tell her why I was really upset. I just sat there, numbly letting her hug me and pat my back as she tried to sound reassuring. “Let’s get out of this stuffy little room,” she stood back and smiled down at me, something in the depths of her icy blue eyes pulling me out of the dark hole I’d been hiding in. “Dimi had to head out to an allied pack up last minute, so you’ll get to spend the next few days with me.” She sounded excited about the news. I couldn’t help but I wonder if this impromptu trip was his way of trying to keep his distance from me after what happened at the
Rite of Submission 29: A Girl I Used to Know
Once we were dressed, we made our way down for my daily blood draw before getting breakfast. In the kitchen, Sophie stood in the pantry searching for a long time, asking me to look behind things on the shelves she couldn’t reach. After exhausting everywhere she could think to look she stomped her foot, “Ooooh, I’ll get him for this! He must’ve found my cereal and had it thrown out.” She pouted. I just tilted my head, “Dmitri won’t let you have cereal?” “It was special cereal,” she pouted, “it was sugar frosted with marshmallows. He thinks it makes me too hyper.” Looking around the pantry I saw plenty of basics, “Well,” I started gathering some of the canisters and bags off the shelves, handing some for her to help carry, “he’s not here, we could just have cookies for breakfast.” I grinned, piling all the ingredients out on the counter. She followed me and dumped her armload on the counter as well. “How
Rite of Submission 30: Haunted
I could feel him watching me in the dark, even with my eyes closed. After a while it was just frustrating to know he was sitting there, so I chucked my pillow at him. There was a thud and I opened my eyes to see he’d caught the pillow and dropped it on the floor, leaning back in the chair, his eyes still watching me. “How does someone who looks so peaceful while they’re sleeping act so hostile when they wake up?” his deep voice made my heart flutter. “Whatever,” I grumbled; refusing to let him know he’d had any effect on me. I readjusted myself, propping my head on my arm now that I was pillow-less. When I looked back at the chair he was gone. Tired of feeling like I was going crazy, I tossed the co
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Rite of Submission 70: Alpha of Alphas
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Rite of Submission 69: Fight Like a Girl
As promised, I’d begged for most of the night, but not for forgiveness. Even with my healing abilities, I woke up with sore, protesting muscles and flaming red buttocks. It made it that much more difficult to slip out of bed without waking him as the sun started peeking over the horizon. I wanted to try to actually learn how to train today, before training in a group with Sophie and the newly selected female enforcers. I’d had to pour the sway on extra thick to get Nathan to agree to meet with me without telling Dmitri about it. “You said sunrise,” he grumbled as I made my way into the sparing room under the house. “Careful Beta,” I warned, knowing it irked him to b
Rite of Submission 68: Alpha
‘Sophia would like to know if you two are going to be indisposed all day,’ Dmitri’s groan told me that Nathan had linked both of us and awoken him as well. ‘Has she had breakfast set up in her rooms,’ his thought sounded more annoyed than he felt as his mouth kissed my shoulder, making my skin tingle. ‘No, Alpha,’ Nathan sounding just as annoyed, ‘As per your mate’s suggestion, she’s had our breakfast meeting set up in the main dining room today.’ I wondered if he could feel my eyes roll through the link. ‘Coffee,’ I tr
Rite of Submission 67: Mine
I found myself breathless, with my face smashed into the mattress. Struggling, I sucked in a breath to cope with the burn that radiated across my stinging buttocks, as his hand connected to shove my whole body forward; sliding me off of his expended member. The sudden emptiness made me acutely aware of the dull ache throbbing between my legs. My legs felt like limp noodles, not responding to my attempts to stand or at least roll over onto my side. “Haven’t you had your fill yet?” he practically snarled. My endeavors to assure him it was only me now died as muffles into the bed. The sound slap on my ass ripped a sharp cry from my throat. ‘It’s me! It’s me! It’s
Rite of Submission 66: Dark & Twisted Delights
I feel asleep with a sense of serenity I’d never felt before. Waking now and stretching my arms, I can’t help but worry if I’d dreamt it. Blue eyes, not black pools when he said he loved me. I jerked upright when my hand found only empty space beside me. ‘Dmitri?’ I tried to picture his face as I reached my thoughts out to him. Relief settled over me like a warm blanket, ‘Welcome back to the land of the living, Princess.’ I could feel his relief as well, ‘You looked so peaceful. I didn’t want to disturb you. I’ll wrap things up here and be up in a few minutes.’ I settled back into the pillows, feeling like I could float up to the ceiling at any moment. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so content,” his adoration washed over me, with a tinge of jealousy. My cheeks hurt from smiling so big, “You love me,” butterflies swirled in my stomach as he looked down at me. He frowned, “Have I really made you question that?”
Rite of Submission 65: Broken
To much time had passed and he was still just staring at me with a blank expression as I knelt there holding his hand in mine. One of us needed to say something eventually. I had a limited number of options before me, and I’d need time to prepare either way he decided. A knock on the main doors derailed my train of thought. His face was still blank, “I’ll go see who that is, and what they want,” I whispered, setting his hand on his thigh. Still nothing from him, sighing, I climbed off the floor and made my way to the sitting room. I opened the door to a very cheerful Sophia, “It sounded really quiet, so I thought I wouldn’t be interrupting,” she gave me a wink with a cheeky grin, “I planned for us all to have brunch instead of breakfast since the morning after a full moon tends to run a little later than normal, aaaaannnnnnd…” she wiggled her eyebrows at me suggestively. “Oh, um…” I quickly pulled her inside and shut the door behind he
Rite of Submission 64: Pay the Piper
The sun peeked over the edge of the horizon just before we started making our way back down to the clearing. Nathan and Dmitri had been quiet the last few hours. I assumed it was because they were having a conversation the rest of us weren’t meant to hear. I didn’t know if I could listen in, or even if I should try. It wouldn’t be fair of me to keep my own secrets but intrude on theirs. ‘Anyone want to race down?’ Blake found new enthusiasm as the sky changed to a bluish-pink. ‘I’m game,’ Lalita challenged, his cheerful attitude seemed to perk her up as well. They set off down the hillside, followed by a handful of enforcers and most of the females. The
Rite of Submission 63: Wolves in the Woods
I let myself fall slightly behind; then kept the pace to maintain the gap. Dmitri, Blake and the female wolves kept pace with me as the rest of the enforcers ran together ahead of us, Nathan at the head of their charge. It was a long way to the rocky shelf that they ran up the hillside too every run. Dmitri had pointed it out on a map for me the night before, and I was just enjoying the feeling of wind in my fur and dirt beneath my paws as we ran. ‘You’re toying with him,’ Dmitri accused. ‘Only a little bit,’ I teased and picked up my pace for a moment to close the gap a few feet. ‘He’s going to be very grumpy for days,’ He teased back. ‘I warned him, you warned him,’ I mocked. ‘6, Princess,’ he warned, but I could feel his amusement. We continued through the trees, racing up the slope, closing the gap a little more every so often. When our group was a few feet behind the enforcers, Na
