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SCAR 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
Last Updated : 2024-04-13SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 62: HAZEL
All Hazel could do was pray that Snarl had managed to get away before Shane and his men returned from wherever they went off to whenever he wasn't down in the basement trying to talk and torture information out of her. He hadn't been gone very long before Shane had joined her again, and Hazel found herself keeping one ear pricked for any sign that his men might have captured Snarl. Yet there was no sound of growling or snarling or even the tell-tale smell of blood coming from the open door at the top of the basement stairs. She was still reeling from Snarl's appearance. Not only had she been astonished that he had actually been able to hear her witch calling to him, but she had also been terrified by the state of him. Although in the near darkness she had struggled to actually see his handsome face, she had sensed the damage left by Shane's men after their attack on him. She could practically feel it as though they were wounds upon her own skin and it made her feel worse than
Last Updated : 2024-04-13SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 63:SNARL
"We need to attack now Damon.""But first, we need what I asked you to bring. Do you have it?” “I…umm…I wasn’t sure what would work, so I brought a few things,” Snarl admitted, and he rummaged in the handbag that had been slung over his shoulder. Damon watched as he pulled out few weapons he had taken from the foreign wolves . “Can you use any of these?” Damon asked, turning to the second man, who was still silently waiting beside the front door. “Has anyone else used this weapons before ?” Shadow asked, looking at the things that Snarl held in his palms. “Eww! Heavens no! This would skin someone alive , not even a wolf can survive this!” Damon exclaimed and Shadow bit back laughter, knowing that he was right. “Then a few minutes of learning and testing should do the trick,” the alpha announced, and he stepped forward to take the weapons from Snarl's hand. “Everything else that you requested is already set up in the library,” Shadow explained, and he offered Damon a smile a
Last Updated : 2024-04-13SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 64: SNARL
It had been a few hours since Snarl first infiltrated the foreign pack. He knew so because he kept monitoring his pace. whenever he believed that nobody was watching. Having snuck out from seeing Hazel in the nick of time before Shane returned for whatever twisted game he had planned for her next, he had found his way up to the second floor of the main building. He quickly learned that he had been right the first time he entered the warehouse. He had really heard women and children on the floor above his head when he first entered. Moving among their ranks, Snarl quickly came to realize that there were actually many more women and children than there were men in the pack. The men could have been counted on his two hands and so he did, counting only nine of them including Shane . Whether there were more elsewhere, SnarlSarl couldn't be sure. But for every man, there was a woman and a few more besides. Each woman seemed to have young children or even a babe in their arms. All l
Last Updated : 2024-04-13SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 65: SNARL
Upon returning to the floor of the warehouse where the women and children had been spending most of their time, Snarl quickly realized that several of them had disappeared while the children cowered in several small groups, dotted around the room. At the sight of them doing so, Snarl began to feel sick. The thought that any of these children should be fearing for their lives made him angry and nauseous. Shane should be ashamed of himself, Snarl thought, thinking not just of the children’s living conditions but also just how close they were to a prisoner of the pack, living and experiencing things that no child should ever have to witness. I should be ashamed of myself too, Snarl realized with some disgust. If not for him finding Shane’s pack, the Lauchair's wolves wouldn’t be trying to knock down their front door right now. Yet deep down he knew that he had little choice. The children whimpered and one of them even screamed, a baby beginning to cry as the sounds of battle be
Last Updated : 2024-04-13SCAR OF SCANTHIN CHAPTER 66: SNARL
They worm their way in, defeat the alpha and make themselves leaders. They live somewhere they like for a few months, maybe even a couple of years, but then they get hungry for battle again and they move on.” “And they take the women they find along the way for mates?” Snarl asked, nodding in understanding. Though little of it went on in America, Snarl had heard of many such packs who still liked to live in the Dark Ages, going from place to place, trying to be the biggest and best pack there was, taking over territory as if they were no better than their animal counterparts. Many of them were just that, animals. “What is your name?” Snarl asked. “Agbes,” the woman responded. “And your sister?” “Victoria.”Snarl thought long and hard about what he was going to say before he actually said it, yet looking at Agnes, he quickly came to realize that if she was as brave as many she-wolves were, she wasn’t about to reject his offer. “Well, Agnes, what would you say if I told you
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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
