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Adelaide tries and fails to get into the pants, her foot hanging in mid-air and the other one failing to keep her balanced and making her hop around instead.Her cheeks are flaming hot and I suspect it's because she's changing in front of me, but that isn't helping me scoff internally any less than I already am."Lyros will be disappointed if you walk out to meet him half naked and I assure you, pants or no pants, you WILL step out of that door in the next two minutes."She pales and struggles to get into the leather pants in one last burst of energy. I let the seconds tick down in my mind and try to arrange some other things in the landscape of my imagination.It's been two days since the address Lyros gave the warriors. The one that made his intention of starting a war with the werewolves known. Personally, I don't think the werewolves stand a chance, especially if they're all like this one here.But the Lycan king of the north alone cannot subdue the whole werewolf race here behind
Cain is following us. I don't need to turn and look around to know he is. Adelaide won't be able to see him. No one will, but I can. I can feel him trailing this vehicle but the fact that I don't know how that's happening makes me smile. He's worried after all. He doesn't know how to hide anything. I take a glance at Adelaide and I catch her in the act of ogling me. She's almost drooling as she stares at the unbuttoned part of my shirt and the skin underneath. I shake my head and clear my throat before she snaps out of it and pales from fear. I scoff and look away. Do they all think about sex the way she does? An image of her melting in my arms comes unbidden to me and the feeling I had at that time is like a dull itch at the back of my head. I had been hard when I was with her, painfully hard and her body had looked perfect. Like something that could satisfy my need at the moment. I would have fucked her, and i would have fucked her good. But she would have died considering h
Shame colors my cheeks when we get down from the car. What the fuck was I doing? Shit.Kissing the Lycan king in a car???"Good day Lord Lyros." A voice drags me out of my thoughts ``What a coincidence bumping into you here."The voice doesn't ring in my head as that of someone I know but yet it does at the same time. I'm pretty sure I've never met this woman face-to-face before, but maybe I don't have to. Maybe I just have to have seen her from the seat of a restaurant and have Cain tell me the details that I need to know.Her name is Ardan Saina, Luna to the Alpha of the Salt pack and a master of poisons."Don't touch her, don't smell her, if possible don't breathe the air around her. She's not an alpha wolf but she's a strong werewolf all the same. Fond of setting people who are more well-dressed than her up, so be careful not to let her attention linger on you for too long. Don't try to flatter her and in essence, don't say anything. Look at her with courage, meek courage, and n
The door to the room comes open as the key is inserted and I gulp because I know this isn't going to be easy. Not in the least.I don't know where we are and I don't know what we're here for, or rather I don't know what I am here for. I'm here as someone who isn't known to these other people. I'm sure if anyone knew I had been nothing more than a slave in my parent's pack they wouldn't take a second look at me before they send me back out. I'm here with the Lycan king of the north as his acquaintance? I feel my brows furrow at the thought of that because acquaintances don't share the same room. They sure as hell don't devour each other's mouths in the car, in the presence of a driver, fuck what the hell was I thinking?"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to come in before I make a scene?"The Lycan king's voice is flat and emotionless and I move into the room the moment I hear it. I don't have to look to know the man who made me feel so much want in the car is gone no
The hall we walk through is wide and tasteful in its design. The tiles gleam underneath my heels and the walls are the color of blood mixed with midnight. I expected that since the exterior of this building had been painted all white, the interior would be something light too but I can see I'm wrong.I know I shouldn't do this but I can't help myself. I steal a glance at the Lycan king and I'm smitten yet again. Lord Lyros, king of the north, looks dashing in his ensemble. His hair is swept back, making his cold eyes and the hard edges of his face stand out with a strange sort of beauty. His handsome face isn't something anyone can just glance over so I find myself lingering on it more than I should. The sound of voices just ahead of us makes me take my eyes away and a hush falls across the hallway when the people who had been speaking pass us. Their eyes are glued to the floor, only taking quick glances at me and walking away as fast as they can afterward.These are men, full-grow
We walk down the stairs to the large room and I try not to let the fascination in my eyes show. It's hard to not get fascinated by something like this and my heart feels like screaming at the finery this room has been decked out in.The man my eyes had landed on earlier is now out of my field of vision, but the rest of them are fully in it.There's Drakon, Aviana, and Raymel, all of them people Cain had pointed out to me that day in the restaurant. I wonder if they recognize me for a while but when we are fully descended I can see that they have no recollection of me.Either they don't or they just want to act like they don't. And whichever one they've chosen doesn't diminish the fact that I've recognized them.'Raymel is the one you want to keep your eyes on. Grab his attention, make him start talking, and he'll tell you anything you want to hear.' Cain's voice is like a whisper at the back of my mind and I have to fight a smile crawling up my lips. I wondered what I would use that
For the rest of the night, I and Raymel talk. I find it ironic that he sees me as suitable company, even if he wants to get back at Lyros who seems less concerned about whatever it is I might be doing.He's always at the periphery of my vision, just out of plain sight but yet not quite fully hidden. He stands like a still boat amid a raging ocean and he almost steals my attention away from my new acquaintance a couple of times."Have you tried the fish, Adelaide?"Raymel's voice is like honey rolling off the tip of his tongue. I focus on him fully and there he is, copper brown hair and handsome features, a slightly clipped accent that makes his voice exquisite and his words interesting to listen to, and a smile on his face that reaches his eyes.I take this all in and begin to wonder what the hell his former bride was thinking. Lyros is hot and all, but I don't think that would count when I look at how nice Raymel is. I take the kebab from him, something I had no clue what to call u
"Is there a reason you're following me?"Leah shakes her head and looks away, inspecting the same wall she's probably seen since before I was born yet following my every step with a persistent sort of doggedness.I turn a bend and she turns with me.I climb the stairs and she climbs with me.I take a detour into one of the multiple toilets the warriors use while they're here. It's fully equipped with bathing stalls and lavatories and lockers for changing. I catch the mischievous look in Leah's eyes when she tries to follow me in but a glare keeps her out. I lock the door and I'm met with the sight of a wet Rhys and Lorelai, under one of the showers. Her hands, buried in his hair, and her legs, around his waist.Rhys grunts and she moans and I wonder if both of them were not assigned rooms. Rhys is one of the resident warriors so he certainly has a room.They take no notice of me or rather don't care enough to. I go back out and Leah is still there, a brown-haired lady with a face as