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SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 54: HAZEL
“You have got to be kidding me! Snarl Rathbone? No way!” Hazel cringed at her sister’s words, knowing that she probably shouldn’t have told her anything about the night she had spent with the future army leader of the pack. Yet it had been a few days and she hadn’t heard from him, nor had she managed to pluck up the courage to write to him. She had to talk to somebody about it. Beetle stared at Hazel with absolute astonishment on her face. The two had been sharing a quiet meal together at the Silver Moon. That was until Hazel had dropped the bombshell on her. Now Beetle’s green eyes glittered with curiosity and surprise. She brushed back her ash-blonde hair and leaned across the booth to look Hazel directly in the eye before asking, “Well, what was it like? Was he any good?” At the question, Hazel’s insides tingled. She remembered all too well how good it had been, and it was clearly written on her face the moment Beetle asked, “That good, eh? Who would have guessed it from
Last Updated : 2024-04-12SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 55: HAZEL
Hazel wasn’t sure how long she had been down there in the dark. She wasn’t even sure where there was, but what she was sure of was that the rope binding her wrists and ankles wasn’t just any ordinary rope. If they had been, she would likely have already managed to yank herself free of them. No, the people who had kidnapped her were well-versed in kidnapping witches because the acrid stench of witch bane that hit her nostrils every time she tried to pull herself free told her so. As if rope burn wasn’t bad enough, the witch bane was slowly seeping into the cuts and scrapes of the coarse material, and it was weakening her from not only the outside in but also the inside out. She could feel the poison slowly leaking into her veins, making every single inch of her body scream for a release from the agony. The sound of thudding somewhere above her head alerted Hazel to the fact that she was no longer alone. The sound grew distant as though somebody was walking past above her head,
Last Updated : 2024-04-12SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 56: SNARL
Standing outside Damon's meeting room inside Lauchair's Manor, Snarl debated whether to knock for the hundredth time. He had been fighting the urge to approach his best friend for the last few days now. It had been two days since their return from New York and since Snarl had received the message from Hazel sister, and still Snarl was feeling as though something wasn't right. He had gone to where they met secretly over and overagain whenever he found himself alone, hoping and praying that she would come , even if it was only to tell him to fuck off. Even if she said she wanted to forget all about what had happened between them and that she never wanted him to contact her again, he could face that. What he couldn’t face was the dreadful thought that something awful had happened to her while he had been away in New York. He wasn't sure he would ever be able to forgive himself if something had happened. Why would it be my fault? he asked himself even as he raised his fist to knock
Last Updated : 2024-04-12SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 57:HAZEL
"Snarl…” Hazel breathed the name, feeling his hands caress her flesh. She stood with her back to him, feeling his muscular torso pressed against her spine even as he reached around and stroked the hair away from her neck to kiss the side of her throat. Tilting her head to the side to expose her throat to him, she leaned back against him, practically arching her back like a cat in heat. When she did so, she could feel the rock-hard throbbing length of his manhood pressed against the curve of her ass and she bit her lip, knowing that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. Reaching back with her hand, she slipped it between her ass and his groin, cupping his balls in her hand. Squeezing until he growled with pleasure, she broke into a smile. Unable to control herself any longer, she whipped around to face him, beginning to tear the metal buckle of his leather belt. Even as she did so, his hands came to cup her face and he leaned down to kiss her, making her head spin with del
Last Updated : 2024-04-12SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 58: SNARL
Message was sent to Snarl to receive a call from the Alph at a reserved office “Hey, Damon , I haven’t managed to get any new information on Hazel’s disappearance yet but…” “That’s going to have to wait,” Damon’s voice cut him off abruptly, and he had to bite the urge to growl at his first. The last thing he wanted to do was wait to find her. If it had been up to him, he would have found her days ago and she would be in his arms right now or running through the woods on the Scanthin estate with him in wolf form. She would be safe, he would be sure of it, one way or another. “But Damon , I…she was with a…” Snarl began, unable to get the words out because he couldn’t stop letting Damon ’s earlier words repeat in his mind over and over again. She’s probably just sleeping with some asshole to piss her parents off, he reminded himself, though it didn’t hurt any less than the thought that she might be in trouble. In fact, he thought it might even hurt more to think that she was sl
Last Updated : 2024-04-12SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 59: SNARL
Even at six foot four and muscularly built, he was no match for three other werewolves, especially with two of them shifted. I always thought the laws were dumb! Snarl thought grimly, but for the first time, he absolutely loathed them and the fact that if he broke them, he would risk his place as the next second of the Lauchair's pack. Mind racing, Snarl tried his hardest to think of just how the hell he was supposed to get out of this situation without shifting. It came to him almost immediately. “I can’t exactly deliver a message unless you let me go,” he pointed out, trying to keep his voice calm and neutral. He could feel claws pinching the skin of his wrist and knew that if he riled them up, the werewolf at his back would have no trouble inflicting some pretty nasty wounds before he could manage to get away. “Yes, well, we need to be sure you understand the weight of the message,” the werewolf’s voice grew deep and low, almost a whisper. Yet it was just as menacing as ev
Last Updated : 2024-04-12SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 60: HAZEL
“You know, if you are going to keep coming down here and bugging me, you could at least tell me your name,” Hazel grumbled, struggling to speak past the growing dry lump in her throat. Still tied to the chair in the dark, damp, and disgusting basement, the Italian werewolf had been her only company for days. She was growing increasingly uncomfortable, thirsty, and hungry. Only her witch was helping to keep her strength up with its aggression and its desire to rip out the asshole’s throat. “Well, I do suppose you are right,” the black-haired man shrugged and smirked at her. Hazel struggled not to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the water bottle he was holding in his hand. “It’s not exactly like you can run off and go telling anyone about me, is it?” Hazel bit the inside of her dried lip to stop herself from snapping at him that he was the biggest dick she had ever met in her life and that was saying something because some of the men in her own pack could be pretty bad wh
Last Updated : 2024-04-13SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 61: SNARL
Still in his designated room at the Lauchair's Manor, Snarl was most surprised when the bell began to ring, and he crossed the room from where he had been getting dressed to check who Damon was meeting , only to find that it was Stanley , Damon's cousin . Why was he here?. With a raised eyebrow, Snarl thought, Why would the alpha's cousin come this early because he stayed more at the Mchane clan . Though they had known each other throughout the war years. He and Snarl had never seen eye to eye, and it had only ever been Damon's decision for them all to hang out together. Sure, he visited with Damon from time to time and the packs had grown closer since they helped Stanley take back what was rightfully his, but still Snarl couldn’t understand why the werewolf would come this early. "Only one way to find out," he grumbled aloud before pressing the answer button and pressing the answer button and walking in "Hey, Stanley, what's up?" "I tried to send a message to Damon , but he wa
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SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 80: HAZEL AND SNARL
Epilogue Five years later Snarl stared down into his mate’s eyes. This was their fifth anniversary of being a mated couple. Damon, godfather to their six children, all twins, had taken them for the night so Snarl could show his woman how much he loved her. “You’re tormenting me again,” she said, whimpering. He turned her over, dripping some cream onto her back and licking up the droplets. Pressing the strawberry to her lips he watched the plumpness take the fruit. “We don’t get much time alone anymore. We’ve got to take as much time as we can.” It had taken him over three weeks to get Damon and Scar to agree to take their kids. In all fairness all three sets of twins were not the easiest children to look after. Snarl adored them, but he was pleased for them to be out of the house so he could have some quiet time with his wife. After convincing the collective that she loved him, Hazel had accepted his marriage proposal and that very same night he gave her his mating m
SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 79:HAZEL
Glancing around the kitchen, she tried to find any excuse to answer the damn thing. Be strong, Hazel . You can do this. She loved Snarl , and all she needed to do was prove to them her feelings. Tucking hair behind her ears she walked to the door. “Hello, Hazel. I’m Helen, and these are newly turned maids. I’ll be the one doing the talking today. They’re here to listen, learn, and take information in,” Helen said, going over all the introductions. “Can I tell you to fuck off?” she asked. “You can, but we can’t go anywhere. These are the rules.” Nodding, she opened the door waiting for them all to enter. She heard them scenting the air. “I’ve been doing some baking. Would you please sit in here while I get the tea?” Hazel ushered them into the sitting room like they were a pack a sheep rather than hungry dogs waiting to take her away. Once they were seated, she went into the kitchen, tempted to send someone to Snarl. No, she wouldn’t do something to make them believe s
SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 78: SNARL
Three days later Snarl was staring at the reports sent to him while Hazel was at home after a marathon of sex. She was probably happy with the reprieve. His nerves were totally fried at what their future was going to be. Whatever happened was up to her. He tried to focus on his work rather than on what his woman was going to do. The last three days has been preparations for their wedding he’d held back from staying with her again today. The mating heat had been between them during most of their fuck fest, but he held it back.Snarl didn’t want them to blame the mating or him for Hazel staying with him. Because her parents insisted on the marriage first. In the space of one month he’d found his woman, hurt her, taken her, fallen in love with her, and was now on the verge of marrying her. His parents were not lying when they said witches moved fast, refusing to waste a single moment of life. Leaning back, he turned his chair to look over the town life. When he was first outla
SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 77:HAZEL
His words caused her stomach to flutter all over again and she opened her mouth to respond, but just as she had, he dove before she could, and all she could do was gasp the moment that his mouth met her most sensitive area. Still hot and bothered from sucking his cock, Hazel found that she was more prepared than ever to cum. Her fingers knotted in the bedsheets and even though she was up on her elbows, her head craned back and she screamed at the ceiling. Even though she knew that likely half the pack could hear her right now, she didn’t care. She howled her pleasure as Snarl slipped a single finger deep inside her, using his tongue and his finger to accelerate her pleasure until her stomach was so twisted in knots that there was only one thing for it. “Fuck!” she cursed even as the orgasm exploded like none ever had before. Yet right when she thought she might not be able to take it any longer, Snarl stopped abruptly. For just a second, Hazel feared something was wrong. She
SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 76:HAZEL
Just a few days later, only hours after Snarl had spent the longest half an hour Hazel had ever experienced in the room with him, she joined him beneath the largest sycamore tree on the Lauchair estate. Though it was not their official wedding due to the lockdown that had been put in place upon the entire community, Hazel couldn’t have wished for anything more. She would give her parents the large wedding they obviously desired to show off their power and wealth, but right now, in this moment, everything was for her and Snarl. With their entire pack surrounding them and some of the women and children who had remained from Shane’s pack, Hazel and Snarl allowed Damon to wrap a crimson ribbon around their hands, binding them together. Tears pricking the corners of her eyes, Hazel gazed up into the eyes of her mate and bit the inside of her lip in an attempt to stop them from falling from her cheeks. “Though we are limited due to the lockdown, Snarl and Hazel have asked that we a
SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 75: SNARL
Snarl thrust deeply into Hazel’s tight, wet heat and didn’t bother to stifle his moan. Being inside her was the kind of heaven he’d never thought he’d be lucky enough to experience. She fit him like a glove, silken inner walls gripping his cock as she rode him. For a moment, he just watched her, committing every little expression to memory. She was so expressive, every ounce of pleasure showing in her dark eyes and across her flushed face. He’d done that. Made her shiver and moan in his arms, those sexy little sounds imprinted on his soul forever. Each stroke of his hands over her skin brought a new reaction and he lapped them up, needing to bring her to ecstasy over and over again. She was like a drug—his perfect addiction and one he never wanted to be free of. A sensual temptation he would never let go. “Scream for me, witch,” he ordered, his thrusts harder, faster now . She loved when he says witch and not kitten. “I want to watch your face as you come. Love to see that.” Sh
SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 74: SNARL
“Not any guy, just you.” Hazel smiled as she leaned back into Snarl’s embrace. His hands felt so good on her, smoothing around her waist before parting company. The left slid upward to cup one breast as the right made its way down to press the satin of her wrap between her thighs. Strong fingers cupped her mound, firm pressure against her still hidden clit making her body ache. “It had better be just me,” he growled, his voice heavy with both possessiveness and his cat. Her own purred at the sound, wanting nothing more than to roll over for their powerful alpha mate. But the human had other ideas. He couldn’t have this too easy… Or at the very least she couldn’t let him think it was that easy, even if it was. “Well… I dunno, with a lioness of my own now, perhaps I should cast my net a bit wider,” she teased, tilting her head to the side to allow his lips better access. He kissed up her neck, leaving a fiery trail until he reached her ear. Nuzzling behind it, he found the spot tha
SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 73: SNARL
“Your breath smelled fine to me.” She rolled her eyes and climbed on the bed beside him. Before brushing her teeth she’d been sucking his cock until he came, swallowing down every drop. “I wanted to brush my teeth.” He reached out, tucking strands of hair behind her ear. “You’re going to be the death of me.” Glancing down at his stiffening cock, she chuckled. “No, you’re going to be the death of me. I’ve not even made it to the kitchen yet without you pouncing on me.” Snarl caressed her ass, sliding his palm over her cheeks. “What can I say? You shouldn’t be so fucking tempting.” He moved over her, trapping her legs together as he kissed and nibbled on her ass. She cried out as his teeth sank into her flesh. Moaning, she held onto the blanket as pleasure consumed her thoughts. Her cream leaked out, coating her clit. The scent of their combined releases surrounded them. “I could spend all day worshipping this ass,” he said, slapping her cheek. She squealed at the sligh
SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 72: SNARL
Snarl saw his friend out trying his best to ignore the sympathy in his eyes. Whatever happened was up to Hazel. He wouldn’t try to influence her decision. If the alphas found her suffering from some syndrome or another, he’d lose her either way. So it wasn't about Damon's decision ? He was in love with her. The thought of losing her left a giant hole inside his chest. Clawing out his heart wouldn’t be half as painful even if he would be dead. Hazel was upstairs in their bedroom. She rarely spoke over dinner leaving him and Shadow to talk business. He was tired of meeting and the incessant need to avoid war with certain clans. What was the point of trying when it eventually happens. Staring at his reflection in the mirror Damon let out a breath feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders as he stepped out. He’d been a good alpha, and he hoped to be a good help to him as well as reward him . “Snarl?” He turned to see the love of his life standing in the doorway. She wo
