"You don't know much about werewolves and what we are capable of, do you? I can assure you that although he hasn't looked your way, he is aware of your every movement. He has been focused on you all evening, and I can tell that you are special to him." Laura said, so sure of herself."And how would you know that?" Annette asked in disbelief. She eyes had been on his the whole time and he hasn't looked at her once."I am a werewolf; I can sense it." Laura said, looking around the room as if in search of something or someone, Annette wasn't sure."You don't believe me, don't you?" she asked, turning back to look at Annette."Ok, let me prove it to you; come with me." Laura said, taking Annette hands and dragging her, Annette had to scramble to keep up with her."Where are we going?" Annette asked as they walked across the room to a small group of men who were engaged in a conversation."Just watch and learn. Sometimes you have to poke the bear, but in our case the werewolf in order to g
"The fuck? I am going to kill Lau.."His words were cut off by a deep and deadly growl that came from behind them. It was so frightening that she almost lost her footing. The sound screams danger.Annette turned to see Xavier striding towards them, a murderous look in his eyes, his facial appearance contour, sharp with his wolf."Aldric," he growled, his lips pulled back in a snarl. His body tensed with uncontrollable anger as he tried to prevent his wolf from taking over."I don't care if you are also an alpha, but touch my woman again, and that will be the last thing you do."Annette scurried away from Peter in bewilderment. She is familiar with the name of the alpha of the pack in Scotland, Aldric Peterson. Perplexed, she looked at him again.What was Laura thinking? She looked around and spotted Laura making a beeline to where they stood, still on the dance floor. The music has long stopped, other guests in the room giving them curious looks."Even I was clueless to what was goi
Xavier had almost lost it. He had in fact lost it when he saw Annette standing on the dance floor in the arms of another man. Another wolf. Fuck.Xavier sat in the back seat of the limousine, staring out of the tinted windows.The sky was pitch black; night has long fallen. The limousine zoomed past buildings in the city, heading to his penthouse.Annette sat on the other side of the limousine, opposite him. She seems to be deep in thought.Fuck. He had threatened the alpha of the Scottish pack, one of the biggest packs in the whole of Europe.The Michaelson pack was ranking first, while the Scottish pack was second. Both packs were the strongest and largest, as well as the most feared pack in the whole of Europe and even the rest of the world.He had almost fought with Aldric Peterson for touching Annette. He almost challenged him for being close to her.Xavier wasn't afraid of a fight, no he wasn't because he was good at it and as an alpha of a pack it was a necessity. He had been
"What was your intention?" He barked, his body going rigid. He must have frightened her because she jerked back, taking her hands with her. "We have arrived, sir." his driver informed him through the intercom system. Soon the door of the limousine was opened by one of his bodyguards. His bodyguards had followed them in one of the SUVs for security purposes.He always has them following him wherever he goes.He was a well-known businessman in human society and a power alpha in werewolf society; of course he had a lot of enemies.He walked into the building with Annette trailing behind him and five of his bodyguards not far behind. "Leave." He snarl. His wolf was still restless. He hadn't recovered from what happened at the event that evening with Aldric; he sure as hell wasn't ready for another male wolf to be within two feet close to what was his.His beast snarled inwardly.Annette gave him a questioning look but did not say anything.And the dress she had on. Bloody hell.When h
Annette was furious. The nerves of the man. What was she thinking? Agreeing to do this. To be his when he obviously didn't like her. And to think that she allowed herself to be dressed and parade in front of all those people tonight. The looks she got as they looked down at her. Whispering amongst themselves, sizing her up.What was she thinking when she came to him for help? She should have talked herself out of it. Perhaps she should have looked for an alternative.She can't believe she allowed it to get to this.Damn. The second she gets out of this dress, she is out of here. Screw him. Screw his arrogant ass. Annette saw red as she stalked past him, heading to the living room. She had just stepped over the threshold when she felt his presence at her back. Before she could blink, her back was pinned to the wall by the door; her lips parted as she let out a piercing shriek as her back came into contact with the smooth surface of the wall. Her heart skipped a beat.Damn, he moved s
Annette's entire body trembled; the feeling of his cock a few inches away from her pussy was a welcoming feeling."This," he said, gently thrusting his hips into her. His cock rubbing the inner part of her thick thighs, the tips grazing her clothed pussy. "Does this feel like I don't want to fuck you? Does this feel like I don't like you? That I hate you?" He asked, his hips thrusting into her, hitting her clit, their clothes an annoying barrier between them."We both know that you don't have to like me to fuck me, Xavier." She replied with a soft moan, her voice raspy and heavy with lust. Fuck. Her voice sounded breathy, having that 'take me already' tone."No, Annette, I definitely don't."He moved his hips against her, thrusting, and she threw her head back, her lips parting as she let out a soft moan. She wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him closer.She wanted him, even after everything, even after the heated conversation they had a few minutes ago.She needed him even
"Do you want this?" He asked, looking straight into her eyes.Annette, biting her lips, gave a little nod in response."You know what that means, don't you? There is no going back from this. You are offering yourself to me," he said, his gaze intense like he was staring into her soul. His eyes glowing a shade of amber.She nodded.Fuck. How can she not want this? How can she not want him? She wanted him with every fiber of her being. Needed him. Craved for him. For his touch. His kisses. As he was before her, her legs wrapped around his waist, his cock rubbing against her pussy, there was barely any space between them. She could feel his broad chest against her breast. She wanted him, and she wasn't going to lie about it. He wasn't forcing her into anything. She was wet, soaking wet for him. The evidence of her arousal between her thighs, dripping down her legs.The air was thick with lust. It was getting harder to breathe. "This annoying little thing," he said, tugging on her panti
Leaning forward, she took his left nipple into her mouth, returning the favour. She sucked, licked, and tugged on his nipples and the reaction she got from him was unexpected. She knew that he would react but not the way he did. A piercing growl reverberated through his chest, and the next second, her front was pressed flush against the smooth wall, her naked chest coming in contact with the cold surface of the living room wall. Xavier stood behind her, his cock digging into her naked ass. His hands gripping both of her hands, which he placed above her head on the wall.He leaned into her, his front touching her back, his lips nipping at her throat. She cried out; the feeling of his teeth on her sensitive throat was doing incredible things to her.Fuck. "I could fuck you right here, right now. I could turn you, bite you, make you mine in every sense of the word, and nothing can come between us," his tone was deep and alluring."You would belong to me for eternity, and nothing can se
As she observed the battle, an elf lunged at Xavier with a blade from the back.Annette flinched in fright and called out to him in warning. Xavier twisted with lightning speed, sidestepping the elf. He moved faster than she expected, which surprised her. He rose from the ground, balancing on his legs, his paws stretching outward as his claws tore through the elf's abdomen.Blood spraying all around them and pulling at his feet. He lunged forward, his fangs sinking into the elf's neck, ripping his head from his neck in a single motion.His fur was soaked with blood, his fangs were red with blood dripping down his mouth and running down his jaw and neck.Annette felt her face drain of all colour; a wave of nausea surged up her throat at the brutal and violent act.She watched as the life drained from people in front of her. She stood frozen as death was unfolding right in front of her."Oh God," she whispered in sheer horror. The steps and streets below were bathed in blood. The were
Annette walked out of the building housing her cousin's studio, and she instantly felt a shiver coursing through her.Annette immediately grasped the gravity of her situation. She realized that she was in danger.Alarm bells went off in her mind, and she felt a rush of fear running through her body, and every fiber of her being urged her to escape."Come on, guys, take a look at what we have here." Said a deep male voice mockingly, and Annette cautiously turned to face them. She found herself enclosed by what resembled a group of bad-looking guys who kept throwing lustful glances at her. Their skin was pale and dirty, like they had been on the street for quite some time and hadn't taken proper care of themselves or had a bath in months. They had high cheekbones, a sharp jawline and delicate nose. Their hair was of different styles which looked dirty and unkempt, adorned in various bright, luminous hair colours.They were tall and lean with an athletic body and pointed ears. They were
This had caused an uproar in werewolf society, but no one was powerful enough to challenge it. When Xavier became alpha, he abolished those vile policies.But Xavier’s efforts to persuade his father had fallen on unresponsive ears.Had things been different, if his father had relaxed that single rule, Xavier would have never let Richard's marriage to Annette’s auntie stand in his way.He would have marched right into the guest house on the Michaelson estate where they had lived out of concern for their safety and made her his mate, bonded with her as his mate.Did she realize how many full moon nights he had spent watching over them, ensuring the rest of the pack didn’t approach but kept their distance?Fuck, the things he instinctively does for her.The guards filtered out as his phone went off. He looked down at his phone and noticed that it was an unsaved number. Who could it be? Could it be Annette? Was she in danger? Why did she have to disappear and get caught by the wrong peop
Find mate. Find mate.His wolf had been agitated all morning, pacing and snarling in his thoughts, which had frustrated him since he couldn’t understand why, but the news after his meeting brought everything into focus.His mate was nowhere to be found.Xavier shot a displeased look at his subordinate; his anger was simmering past the point of control."You’re telling me a single human woman outsmarted you?" He snapped at the bunch of idiots standing before him.He was enraged and made no attempt to conceal it, his voice reverberating throughout the grand reception area of the Michaelson building.He had come back from another important meeting with a client to find the security team bustling all around the premises, and one of them had stepped into his office to inform him that Annette was missing. Annette had succeeded in outsmarting them all. Bloody fools."Yes, Alpha. We can't find her; we checked the entire building." Damien, the one he’d entrusted with the responsibility, kept h
The next item was a jacket, which she took from a hanger and threw on over her dress.Just before reaching the white door labeled 'restroom', her eyes landed on a wide-brimmed hat. She plucked it off a mannequin and set it on her head, altering her appearance.Perfect.She needed to move quickly before the werewolf bodyguard realized she was gone.She pushed into the ladies restroom and hurried to the last stall, throwing the door wide open.Her eyes fixed on the narrow window above the toilet seat, calculating if it was large enough for her to pass through.Placing her feet on the closed toilet lid, she pushed herself upward and maneuvered her body through the window.It was a tight squeeze, but she made it through. The ground below wasn't far, and she jumped down with ease.Landing on the floor outside the boutique building, she scanned the surroundings and realized it was an alleyway between the boutique and a restaurant. She quickly stepped out and found herself on another street
Annette stood at the front entrance of the building, watching as Benny loaded up the cardboard boxes full of files and folders. She had called Benny last night during one of their sex marathon breaks to inform him to come over and get was because the audit is scheduled to take place pretty soon."Hey man, can you assist me in loading the boxes into the taxi?" Benny asked the stoic figure and expressionless bodyguard as he tried to lift two boxes at once, and the bodyguard moved to join him.The werewolf bodyguard had been assigned by Xavier to follow her around. Annette wasn't sure of Xavier's intention with the bodyguard; was he to protect her or to keep her from leaving? She could have sworn it was the latter because the bodyguard was literally breathing down her neck and refused to let her out of his sight.The bodyguard moved to assist Benny, and Annette stayed back to observe. She watched as the huge, intimidating bodyguard load the boxes of files into the car. The guard leane
His wolf growled in approval.He placed his left hand on the counter, just beside her hips, to steady himself. His right hand moved to grip her waist as he worked his cock in and out of her. He threw his head back and shut his eyes from the intense pleasure of being inside her. She moaned, her fingers reaching out to him, and gripped his hand that was placed on her hips to ground herself as he pulled his cock out of her nearly all the way and thrust back in. Her body trembled, her lips parted as she struggled to catch her breath.Fuck. She was beautiful. The sight of her, spread out before him like an offering, was overwhelming, mind-blowing.He soon sped up the pace, thrusting into her in a quick and hard succession. His balls slapping against her ass as he drove into her, thrusting into her pussy hard and fast. A whimper escaped her parted lips, her fingers digging into his hand on her hips, and he growled, not from pain but pleasure. His movement was swift and slick, her pussy ge
But instead, she had shopped for food preparation equipment and baking supplies. Not only that, but he had found her working in his kitchen.She had someone send over boxes filled with invoices and taxes from her shop. Annette had turned his luxurious and sophisticated kitchen into her workstation.She signed in exasperation at him. "Nothing serious, just sorting and arranging of the document; the audit exercise is taking place very soon. Once I'm done, Benny from the shop is coming here to take it back to the shop."She was seriously working. Xavier was taken aback, shaking his head in reluctant approval.Rather than idly sitting around, she navigated his rules and found a way to get what she wanted.'Relentless and unweaving, she would be a perfect match for an alpha.' his wolf muttered within his mind.The fuck. Not going to happen.His wolf constantly seizes every possible chance to plant the thought of Annette being his mate in his mind.He dangled the file just beyond reach."
The elevator arrived at the top floor, chiming as the door slid open. Stepping out of the elevator and into the receiving room, Xavier was met with an eerie silence.A stillness that left him puzzled. Where was she? Where is Annette? Is she taking a nap? Those questions filtered through his thoughts. As he moved further into the space, heading toward the living room, the faint sounds of paper turning caught his attention.Though the room was quiet, his sharp werewolf hearing allowed him to catch the softest of noise.He stepped into the living room, only to find it empty, with no trace of the curvy figures he was searching for.He crossed the brief distance between the living room and the kitchen, stopping at the doorway to take in the scene. He was expecting to see the usual serenity of the kitchen, where the faint smell of coffee filled the air and bright light from the luxurious chandelier reflected on the sleek surface of the countertop and marble floor.His kitchen was spacious