TALON'S POV:We got to the bathroom and I dropped her on the ground."Now it's time for me to undress you, my girl," I first started with her leather top. That was always the first thing I remove whenever I undress her. I loved to see her breasts. Those breasts that cupped my hands whenever I held them. The softness and its lushness gave a comfy feeling to my palms.I was never the type to rush whenever I was undressing a woman. I liked to take my time and feel every single part of their body, especially the ones I was most interested in. For Riya, her boobs did it for me. She had the finest breast out of all the women I have had something with. Maybe it was because it was full. Her breasts were just the perfect size for her body and the perfect size for me. Her nipples were pink and pointed and whenever I touched them, I always felt them harden against my fingers.I let the leather top fall to the ground and then I began to caress her breasts gently. Yes, I liked to do it gently and
TALON'S POV:After Riya said that, she took some water in her hands and began to bathe me with it. Whenever she bathes me, she likes to start from my shoulder and then to the rest of my body. My groin was her favorite thing to touch. It was every woman's favorite thing to touch and I was used to it(as long as the women in question were my women and not just random women).She did not only bathe me, but she helped me to relax. She helped massage my tense muscles while I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. This was exactly what I wanted and she was giving it without me asking for it."Do you know why I like you, Riya?" I asked with my eyes closed and my head leaning backward."No.""You always know what to do to please me without me asking. You know I have always told you that that is your special gift.""I know," I could tell that she was smiling without me opening my eyes. Her voice seems to always lighten up whenever I compliment her. But it was not just a compliment, it was a pu
Like a strong force, her scent keeps impelling me towards the desolate path and even though I try not to believe that she was there, there wasn’t any other substance that could convince me otherwise.I couldn’t resist the pull anymore and so I set towards the desolate path. So many questions flooded my mind as I hurried towards that direction – what was Tania doing there? Who could have taken her there and why was her scent impelling me towards her with such a great force? Was she in danger? The first and only time I perceived her was in the woods last night and she was in danger, could it be that she was in danger right now as well?Without wasting further time, I found myself in the dark woods, its desolation embracing me, the night’s quietness enclosing me and the web of unending assumptions flooding into my mind. Never has it been recorded in the history of Ascot that a guest lost his or her life while being accommodated by her citizens, nevertheless, a member of the Wild Claw Pa
Tania’s POVTalon, my savior. He appeared before me like a shining armor just before I was about to be ripped by the insane man. I never thought that he would come for me; neither did I think that anyone else was coming to rescue me. I had already made an attempt to leave this place once and I wasn’t able to succeed because of how confusing the track roads were. Even the journey to this place was unlike any foot journey that I have ever undergone before and that was due to the far distance. I lost all manner of hope because it would be impossible for anyone to even know that I was here – I mean, no one ever came here anyway, but then he came. My savior came for me and I have no idea how he found me.Right now nothing else mattered except Talon’s presence. He was here for me and I couldn’t be more thankful to the Moon Goddess for directing him to me again. Just a while ago I had him in my thoughts, praying and hoping that he would come to my rescue. I never for once thought that he was
Tania's POV"Are you okay?" His voice was gentle, warm, and full of empathy. It conveyed a sense of comfort and safety and that was the exact way I felt. "Don't worry, I'm right here," he assured me. I couldn't help but notice the soothing quality of his voice. It was low and steady, like a gentle stream flowing over rocks, calming my troubled heart with each word. His voice was a balm to my pain, bringing me a sense of peace that I haven't felt in a long time. I felt my body relax, the tension leaving my muscles as he held me close. There was a sense of safety in his embrace, and his voice only added to that feeling of security. When I felt fully calm and relaxed, I turned to look down at the dead body of The Lunatic and that was when I was able to get a full glimpse of the mess that was made.The Loon's body lay twisted and contorted in a grotesque manner, a testament to the violence that had been inflicted upon him by Talon. The ground around him was stained with a dark red pool
Tania's POVHe said nothing else as we made our way into his room and as soon as he opened the door, we saw Riya sitting on the bed. On sighting us, she jolted and stood to her feet, her eyes widened as though she was surprised, but I guess that look of surprise was for me and not Talon -- after all, I was the one that she was trying to kill."Talon..." She said, playing with her fingers in a panic state. Talon first ignored her. Without looking at his face, I could tell that he was already giving Riya a death stare. I could feel him heave heavily in his chest, so intense that I could tell that he was more than angry at that point.He first laid on the bed, making sure that I was properly relaxed and then he went to her.Talon seethed with anger as he stood in front of Riya. The fury inside him burned hot like a flame, and he struggled to control his temper. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, trying to reign in his emotions before they boiled over.It seemed as if Riya alre
Tania's POVHis voice sounded nice and soft that I could only wonder how fast he could switch from anger to calmness. Just a while ago, he was yelling at the top of his voice, as if he was going to raze the building to the ground with his fury and now, he was acting different -- as if nothing happened. He went on and on about how good Ascot and its inhabitants are, a repetitive talk that I found funny somehow despite the situation -- he seemed like he could defend Ascot against anything in the World. Maybe he just wanted me to have a good impression about Ascot and to be honest, I knew that he didn't have to try too much. I was already impressed with the place and even if I wasn't, I enjoyed hearing him speak."I need to treat your wounds and after that, I'll help you clean up," Talon said to me, his voice bringing me back to reality. He stood up and then left the room only to come back later on with some things on a tray. There was something like a towel, a small bottle and another
TANIA'S POVMy heart skipped the moment those words came out of Talon's mouth. That was the last thing I expected him to say and even though it was spoken in such a simple way, I couldn't deny the intensity and heaviness of those words.Initially, I was taken aback and a bit confused. I had never really given much thought to the idea of having a mate, let alone being marked by someone I had just met. I felt a mix of emotions - surprise, curiosity, and a hint of fear surge through me. I have heard stories of the intense bond between werewolf mates, and the thought of being tied to someone so deeply and permanently was overwhelming. And yet, this man said it so casually as if it was ordinary.Who told him that marking a woman is a way of getting her to be a member of the pack? The mate bond isn't enough to make that happen. It is either she is married to a member of the Pack or the membership is vested upon her by the leader or sub-leaders of the Pack."Do you know what you are saying?"
Tania's POVAs the golden sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft, ethereal glow upon the magnificent palace grounds, the day of our enchanting wedding had finally arrived. The air was charged with an electric anticipation, and the moon hung high in the night sky, ready to bear witness to the union of our hearts.The palace, adorned with intricate carvings and adorned with delicate moonlit tapestries, stood as a symbol of our ancient heritage. Towering columns lined the grand hall, their surfaces adorned with vibrant flora and intertwined silver vines. The scent of wildflowers and pine wafted through the air, adding an intoxicating touch to the mystical atmosphere.I stood at the entrance of the grand hall, my bridal gown flowing around me in shades of moonlight. The fabric shimmered with silver thread, mimicking the celestial radiance of the night sky. Delicate moonstones adorned my hair, cascading down like cascades of stardust. The gentle rustling of leaves and the distant how
Tania's POVOh, Talon," I whispered, my heart swelling with a mix of emotions. His words resonate deeply within me, unraveling the layers of pain and sacrifice he had endured. The weight of his past struggles became palpable, and I realized how profoundly he had suffered for the sake of a kingdom that was not his own. Talon's selflessness and unwavering determination painted him as a true embodiment of love.Without hesitation, I enveloped him in a tender embrace, seeking to provide solace and comfort. Tears welled in my eyes as I realized the magnitude of his sacrifice and the pain he had carried silently. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret for my initial overreaction, for not taking the time to hear his side of the story. If only I had known that it was my own kingdom he had fought to protect, I would never have fled from his side.With a heavy heart, I uttered an apology, the words pouring forth with sincerity. I expressed remorse for not giving him the chance to share his
Tania's POVFor the first time in seven years I felt like I belonged. Crescida, a land which was my worst nightmare before, had become a place similar to home. All these were made possible because of our determination to get things right and I am grateful for it.Talon and I strolled through the kingdom of Crescida, the cobblestone streets beneath our feet echoing with each step. The bustling marketplaces and lively taverns slowly faded into the background as we ventured beyond the familiar paths. Tall stone buildings and intricately carved archways lined our way, whispering tales of the kingdom's storied past.As we wandered, the ambiance shifted. The air grew cooler, carrying with it the scent of moss and damp earth. We followed a meandering path that led us away from the town, guided by the whispers of rustling leaves and the distant sound of flowing water.Soon, we found ourselves ascending a rugged mountain, its slopes adorned with ancient trees and lush vegetation. The hike was
Tania's POVI could hardly believe my eyes as we breached the gates of Crescida. The sight that awaited us in the city square was heart-wrenching and ignited an inferno of rage within me. There, in the center, stood Talon, my lover, the leader of Ascot and beacon of hope for my people's freedom, bound to a stake, his body marked by cruel lashes. The crowds jeered and mocked, reveling in his humiliation. How could they do that to their own?Fury surged through my veins, and I sprinted towards Talon, my heart pounding in my chest. "Tania," he called out but I ignored, my sole focus was only to free him. The ropes that constricted him strained against his struggles, a twisted symbol of his captivity. I drew my blade with a determined hand, slashing through the ropes that held him captive. Each cut felt like a strike against the tyranny that had oppressed our people for far too long.As the ropes fell away, I cradled Talon in my trembling arms, my hands a mixture of anger and tenderness
Tania's POVAs I emerged from the dark confines of the dungeon, Matilda's frail form leaned heavily against me. Her face was pale, etched with exhaustion and the torment she had endured during her captivity. With each step, I supported her, guiding her towards the haven of safety that awaited us—the Pack's house.The journey seemed endless, the weight of responsibility resting upon my shoulders. Matilda's breathing was labored, a testament to her weakened state. Yet, determination fueled my every stride. The Pack's house was our destination, a sanctuary where Matilda could receive the care and support she desperately needed.As we approached the house, the chaos that unfolded within its walls became apparent. Shouts reverberated through the air, punctuated by the occasional crash. Fear coursed through my veins, gripping me with uncertainty. What had transpired in my absence? I hope nothing has happened to Talon nor any member of the Pack? Just as my worry reached its peak, I caught a
Tania's POVI have never experienced true satisfaction upon accomplishing a feat. Although I anticipated that defeating Dolph would drain every ounce of my energy, I was proven wrong. The intervention of the Moon Goddess made the task surprisingly effortless, and now it was time to rescue Matilda from that dreadful room. However, before I could proceed, I needed to neutralize any potential dangers lurking within the house, whether they were servants or guards. There was one particular guard who had caught me snooping around the enigmatic door during my previous visit. He presented a potential threat, and it was imperative that I eliminate him swiftly and decisively. Additionally, I was determined to leave no stone unturned in my quest to ensure Matilda's safety and bring an end to the chaos that Dolph had caused.I swiftly snatched the keys from Dolph's side, urgency pulsating through my veins. With no time to spare, my sole mission was to rescue Matilda and reach the Pack house with
Tania's POVI spent an entire day desperately searching for any means of escape from the confines of the room where Matilda and I were being held captive. Matilda had repeatedly warned me that there was no way out, and her words echoed in my mind. After all, she had endured this grim existence for months, devoid of even a glimpse of sunlight. The absence of any windows in this room intensified our suffering, making it a tangible and agonizing experience.This was the pivotal moment, the crossroads where I confronted the choice that would define me. I could either succumb to my doubts and accept the role of a feeble Luna, forever relying on others to rescue me from trouble, burdened by the weight of my kingdom and the fragility of my love. Or I could embrace my inner strength, beseeching the Moon Goddess to unleash the power within me and illuminate a path through this dire predicament.With unwavering resolve, I chose the latter. I made the conscious decision to embody strength and re
Tania's POVI stood alone in a desolate place, the air heavy with an eerie silence. A haunting groan, filled with agony and despair, pierced through the stillness, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel its reverberations deep within my soul, a mournful cry that seemed to echo from the very depths of darkness.As the anguished sound resonated around me, I strained my senses, focusing intently to determine its source. The groan seemed to seep from the very fabric of the environment, as if it were a whispered secret carried by the wind. Was I truly alone in this forsaken place? Could there be a dangerous entity lurking nearby, much like the dreaded Loon, its presence suffusing the air with malevolence?Fear crept up my spine, its icy fingers tightening their grip on my heart. My instincts urged me to find something, anything, that could serve as a weapon against this unseen threat, be it a Loon or any other ominous presence. I sought solace in the tangible, grasping for a means to
Tania's POVAs my mind grappled with the surreal nature of it all, a nagging thought crept in: could this be nothing more than a figment of my imagination? Were my ears truly attuned to reality? Alpha Dolph's words echoed in my mind, stirring a whirlwind of doubt and confusion. Could his shocking revelations possibly be true? Did he truly orchestrate such a nefarious scheme? The sheer audacity and implausibility of it all made it difficult to accept, and yet, the evidence seemed to point in that direction.The Scouts, who had been dispatched to oversee the border, lingered in my thoughts. Their deaths now took on a chilling significance, an ominous clue that had eluded my grasp until now. The cryptic letter, with its enigmatic message, served as an eerie prelude to the events that followed. The brutal attack on the Pack house, a once-secure sanctuary, shattered any remaining doubts and left me reeling with the magnitude of Dolph's deceit.As the puzzle pieces began to fit together, a