HAZEL'S POV3 HOURS LATERI drew in a deep breath and analysed my reflectionin the mirror. I could not fathom the reality that this day had produced. I wasgetting married the same day I turned 19 and accepted said marriage proposal.A sadness quickly washed over my heart as Iremembered my parents were not there to share my happiness."Do not do that, Sweet Pea," aunt Julesoffered a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I can feel your anguish, butknow that Abraham and I are here for you," she kissed my forehead."Thank you, aunty.""Now let's get this dress on," shegrimaced when she looked at the skimpy design, but Zander said that usually,both parties were naked during the ceremony. But because I am not a werewolf, Icould be clothed.Aunty helped me into the off-white mermaid-styledress, it had a plunging neckline that ended just above my navel. My back wasbare, and the dress had rhinestones that sparkled under the lights from top tobottom. I could see my skin beneath the materi
Uncle skipped through tothe vows exchanges.Zander and I traded vows and rings and uncle hadus sign a few documents. Then elder Crone took over. He did a blessing on usbefore he started the ceremony."Alpha, you know what to do next," hesaid.Zander took up a sharp blade that was next to thealtar on a cushion, and he cut the palm of his hand, then he handed me thebayonet and I did the same. He then took my hand in his. Our blood mixed and Icould feel the heat as it burned hotter. The eclipse shone bright, we couldslowly see the moon becoming redder by the minute.Zander stared into my eyes as he spoke. "I,Zander Damon Knight, Alpha of Wolf's Pond pack, take you, Hazel FionaValentine, to be my mate and my Luna. I promise to love, honour and cherish youalways and forever." Zander's voice rang through the sea of wolves. It washusky and sexy."I, Hazel Fiona Valentine, take you, ZanderDamon Knight as my mate and husband. I promise to love, honour and cherish youalways and fo
ZANDER'S POVHer body was phenomenal; beautiful and sexy. Herscent was like a drug; intoxicating and addictive. I wanted to worship her tobring her the most immense pleasure. But I was not going to rush it, NO!Masterpieces take time. I had so many things that I wanted to do to her, butI'd have to take it one night at a time. There was no way I could perform themall in one night of bliss.I blocked out Gidian, call me selfish, but Iwanted the night to be just the two of us.Hazel begged for my touch and pleaded with me toenter her, but I was not going to give in so easily. I wanted her to get ataste of how it felt to crave my touch, the same way I craved hers for months.I looked at her naked body. She was perfect, handcrafted by the Gods.Five more minutes and I couldn't take it anymore.I needed to feel our skin touching. Our lips collided once more, the kiss washot and steamy. "Hmm, Zander." Her voice came out shaky and I couldtell she was hungry for more."Are you hungry,
He shoved me onto the bedand jumped on top of me.He ground his naked body against mine. It amazedme that he was still concrete hard seconds after he ejaculated.He trailed tiny kisses alongside my neck. My pussywas hungry for his dick and she was going to wait any longer. "I'm ready,Mr. Knight, " I whispered against his ear. He gave me a bemusing look thenhe chuckled."I know, Mrs. Knight. But there's somethingyou need to know first." His tone of voice made me apprehensive."What is it, Zander?""You need to understand, that once I startthen It will be impossible for me to stop. So I ask you this again, Are yousure you're ready?""Yes, Zander I am ready."Our lips collided with each other and our tonguesfought for dominance. Our bodies moved together in synchrony. He positioned hiscock head at my opening and my body tensed. "Just relax Kitten, it willhurt more if you're tense."I closed my eyes and relaxed and I felt him beginto invade. I clutched onto his shoulder as the
TWO MONTHS LATERIt was boxing day and it was snowing like abanshee. Isabelle was sitting rocking her two months old to sleep. Rollodecided to name her Polly. She was a beautiful raven-hair beauty.Ingrid had been sleeping for the last two days,she gave birth a couple of days ago. Isabelle said that she needed lots ofrest, so Allen was sitting next to Isabelle, while she showed him how tobottle-feed his son, Alvin. He was the spitting image of Allen.Topher and Talon went to Paris with Chastity,they'll be back after new year's and Duncan and Aaron had been sent to scoutthe area. The rogue attacks had been getting worse over the weeks and Zanderand Carson had been trying everything to figure out where their main base was.Isis tried everything but she failed miserably.The hair that Hazel gave her from Agnes didn't help in locating the darkwitch's hideout either. Nothing seemed to be working and it drove Zander crazy._________________________________"Haze, you have to forgive
"Zander, I'm here atmy house. What's wrong?""The dark witches are here, they are lookingfor you. Get back here now, they'll be coming there.""Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!""What is wrong, love?" Dimitri asked, soHazel filled him in on as many details as she could fit in five minutes."Look, I've got to go!""Wait! I'm coming with you!""Look Mr. Winterborne it's best if you go onyour way, Zander told me to stay away from you.""What if I told you Zoey is alive? What if Itold you she contacted me?""I don't believe you!" Hazel knew betterthan to believe anything that a vampire said. She had watched Van Helsing moretimes than she could count."I can show you, give me your wrist.""No - Are you crazy!""We don't have time for this, love. Let meshow you."Hazel gave Dimitri her hand and then she engulfedher other hand in flames and she held it up to the vampire in a threateningway. " If you try anything funny, I will burn you to a crisp. You aren'tthe only one with talent, Mr. Winterbou
ZANDER'S POVChills rattled my bones when I heard that thatasshole bit my wife. She didn't realize the effect his bite was going to haveon her. She would desire him until his venom was out of her system.If he wasn't my sister's mate, then I would havekilled that motherfucker already. The dark witches were just standing around inthe woods, waiting, but what were they waiting for?My warriors went into formation. The bloodsuckerstuck around to help.I sent the women and children into the bunker forsafety and I left Timothy and Duncan to guard the fortification.Something seemed off, I knew something big wasabout to happen.AND THEN IT DID."HUNTERS!" Carson howled.I shouted through my mind-link to every packmember. I told them to keep their heads down and no matter what they heard, tostay in the bunker.Isis made us all a batch of her special potion toprotect us from silver and wolf's bane, but she said it would only last for anhour. I hoped that the war would be over quickl
Hazel ran to their sides and I fought with the two measly dark witches, my eyes glimpsed over to where Agnes stood. "Where did she go?" "I don't know, Gidian." I quickly snapped the head off one of the witches but as soon as her head rolled, two more attacked. Three of them now fought me. "It's a distraction, they want Hazel, " I shouted through the mind-link. They weren't here to fight, they just wanted Hazel. I started to use my powers to fling the witches off, I began to run. The witch had a dagger that she was going to use on Hazel. Hazel was on her knees giving Ingrid mouth-to-mouth. "Hazel!" I watched the witch bring the blade down towards Hazel's neck, but before it could pierce her, Maddox (Declan's wolf) jumped in the way. He fell on top of Hazel with a loud whimper. Hazel cried out in pain, not because she was physically hurt, but because Declan was dying. His body automatically turned back into his human form. He whimpered in pain as his eyes fluttered. His breath sl
Alfonso led the group through the secret underground passageway beneath the castle. The air suddenly gained a musty, damp smell, the smell of death and decay. Nobody spoke until they reached a grey door hidden in the wall. “This is it, the entrance to the library.” Alfonso whispered.“And you're certain no one will be in there?” Alpha Zander double-checked. He replayed the plan over and over in his head, but something didn't feel right in the pit of his stomach. “Yes I'm sure. Prince Magnus or his guards never come here. They stay in the North and West wing of the castle.” Alfonso exhaled as he pressed the indention in the wall and the door quietly slid open. “Let's go, but be quiet.”Declan was the first person who tried to enter through the door. Zander yanked him back by his collar. “Where the fuck do you think you're going?”“I cannot stay behind Alpha. Maddox and I will go mad if we don't go to her.”“Declan, you can't go,” Lucinda warned. “But she's my mate,” he yelped.“I kn
ANONYMOUS POV"Blink! Blink!" Alpha Zander tried to coax himself. He still seemed to believe his ears had deceived him. Did the queen just say Hazel was with child? He asked himself and his wolf, Gidian answered. "That is undoubtedly what she said. Not that it's impossible, but how come we can't smell our pup inside her?"Zander's fingers stroked the side of his Luna's face, who wasn't moving an inch. "I don't know, but I think Lucinda knows why," Zander replied telepathically to his wolf. The way how Lucinda was staring told him she had some idea of what was going on. Currently, he didn't know what to make of the situation.The other werewolves were thinking the same. Confusion, excitement, and concern were only a few emotions that were swirling around in the air. And also staining the air with an enormous punch was fear. Fear of what this may mean for Luna Hazel. James remembered the first time he smelt his son growing inside Sue-Ling, the she-wolf he was set to marry. A wave of
HAZEL'S POVShe looks like me; I thought, or maybe I look like her. My hair was still dripping wet as I trudged back to the hideout. Maddox dashed off so quickly before I could even get two sentences in. I knew he didn't mean to peep on me, and it was my fault, anyhow. I knew better than to be taking baths in lakes in places that were strange to me. But I was just so irritated and my blood seemed hot, so I had to cool down. I promised myself I'd talk with Declan when I saw him. My footsteps were silent as I hiked up to the others. Lucinda's head fell backward as she laughed, just the way I always do. Her nose was a clone of mine, and her hair, though it was styled in many braids, was the same length as mine, just a bit more kinky. I glared at the woman who left me at birth, my eyes welled with tears. There were so many times I wished I had her around when I was growing up. I quickly blinked back my tears and proceeded toward them. My stomach churned the way Isis was treating her; l
DECLAN'S POVThis was torment, real torture. My wolf and I couldn't help but stare. Like glue, our views were stuck on our Luna bathing in the river. Her waist-length hair was dripping wet and delicately settled over her shoulder. Her rear was to us, and her bodacious backside was making my appendage jerk in need. I would rather not be there anymore. I wanted to go, but Maddox's paws kept creeping forward closer to her. “What are you doing?" I urged my wolf. “Let's go back."“I can't. There's something in the air telling me she is my mate," he explained. I wanted to agree with him since I felt it too. But out of respect and love for my alpha, I had to do the right thing. “But she isn't. She belongs to our Alpha and this is wrong," I told him. This caused him to stop, but not before stepping on a twig. The sound startled Hazel and made her to turn hastily in our direction. She was ringing out the excessive water from her hair. Maddox went into a panic when his eyes engaged with hers
Poor James stood completely frozen in front of his mate. His companions were just as mesmerized by the woman they saw. Her hair was woven into long micro-braids that touched the small of her back. Her Nubian nose was a little different, it had a tiny jewel that glinted on the left side. But the ebony-black skin, the wispy eyelashes, the plump coral lips, and the eyebrows that were always turned up at the inward tips, furrowed, as if judging everything you're doing, were exactly as James remembered. His eyes raked her figure. She seemed more mature, and he liked that. It had been 19 years since he'd seen her, so of course she'd look different. But one thing was for sure: she was even more beautiful than ever. “Lucinda,” James whispered. “Is it really you?” He held his breath and closed his eyes. Lucinda stretched out her fist and ran her palm over his cheek. James gasped for air, leaning into her touch. His frame erupted with sparks at every juncture of his body. “Yes, my love. It i
Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney Channel. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana. Just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.The portal vanished with a tremendous cracking sound, like glass being broken, leaving our nine supernatural friends stupefied. There was no wind in the Fae World. Pieces of the sky were falling like dried paint from a wall. “Is this it, Mommy? Is this where you're from?" Tia looked up to a teary-eyed Cedella. Her ghostly tears were the only shimmering detail Hazel saw. Cedella couldn't answer her daughter. The only thing she could do was moa
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DIMITRI'S POVMy ears kept ringing, tuning out the tautologies of the merman. My bloodlust increased, and my body couldn't fathom what I just learnt. I sunk my fangs into my bottom lip out of anger. “Impossible!” Zander raged. Gidian was reeling at the forefront, ready to rip into someone. Maybe me. And Alpha Zander wasn't even trying to hold him back. “Are you sure?”“Yes. I'm sure of it.” The merman stated. “And what says you two?” Zander asked the witches. “I—I am not certain. The child calls Lucifer uncle, so we thought she was his kin,” Freya let out. “That would explain Zoey's protectiveness of her. Plus the child did seem attached to Zoey,” Prudence wondered out loud. I couldn't take this anymore. I felt the skin on my back parting. My wings only ever came out when I was feral, and, trust me, I was close. “Dimitri. Calm down. We will bring them back,” Julia stated. “You're right.” I calmed down. “We can use the same portal stone to get back into Lucifer's hideout.” “I'm
Dazed and disoriented, Freya studied the white-haired woman who was inching closer to her. Her curvaceous body with her silver hair and milky eyes made her a looker. She was beautiful, but there was something so familiar about the woman, like she'd met her before. Isis paused when she noticed Freya's confused stare. “It is I, child. Isis.”“Wait, what? But you're supposed to be old.” Freya gasped. “That's because she did something bad,” another voice made it through the rubble. Isis's gaze shot to the slender woman, pushing her body up off the ground and dusting the debris off her clothes. “Prudence!” Isis yelped. “Hello, Isis,” Prudence grinned. Tears pooled in her eyes as she pushed past her sister and fell into Isis's arms. “Oh, my child,” Isis cried. “You're alive.”“Yes. I am.”“Wait, I don't understand. How do you look so young and fresh?” Freya wanted to know. “Forget about that and come give me a hug,” Isis declared. Freya rushed and dove into Isis's arms. “I'm so happy