??? POVHazel sat on the small leather chair across fromher aunt, while Zander stood behind Hazel with his hands on her shoulders.Julia took the cup from the saucer and raised it to her lips, she took a sip ofthe exotic tea. She had her pinky out and her eyes glued on Hazel. She waitedon Hazel to react.Hazel stood up and began to march back and forthacross the room. Her eyes looked wild and she was biting her nails to thequick. She paused for a few seconds and looked at her aunt. Julia took anothersip of the tea, then she placed the cup and saucer on the coffee table nearestto her. She repositioned herself on the large leather sectional. She squintedher eyes quizzically at Hazel.Hazel raised her hands dramatically through theair, shook her head, and began pacing all over again.Zander was also in a state of shock, but he washandling it better than Hazel. He just stood there watching his mate pacingaround in circles like a mental patient. Julia sat, with her arms placed d
HAZEL'S POVI listened keenly to the story that Aunt Jules wasreciting. I was sitting in my bedroom on the carpet, Indian style, and Zander wassitting behind me with his strong legs around my body. I leant back in hischest and let the comfort and the heat of his body consumed me.Aunt Jules began. "Legend states that longago in the time of the Gods, the ruler of the Gods, Zeus assigned a task foreach God to carry out. Helios, the Sun God was in charge of ensuring that thedays were bright and the moon Goddess, Selene was assigned, along with thestars, to light the dark nights. Selene was so beautiful and pure, that Helioseventually fell in love with her. He would watch her in secret and dedicate hisbrightest days to her. Zeus didn't like the way Helios was always lurkingaround and watching Selene, not only because they were siblings, but because healso grew an infatuation for the Moon Goddess.""WOAH! Hold up, so Selene and Helios arebrother and sister?" I had to ask."Yes,
"Yes, Hazel and so theprophecy was born." Aunty cast her eyes on me."But who was their leader?" I needed toknow."He called himself king Lucifer," Auntysaid.Mine and Zander's eyes went wide. "Of course,it had to be Agnes' and Agatha's father." I was not surprised at all."Shit!" Zander mumbled under his breath."My mother told me this story over and over, but I never got the name ofthe dark witches' leader.""Yes, my boy. King Lucifer is as evil as theycome, he tried to kill young Rosalinda that day, but Endymion saved her. Thewitches eventually retreated and Helios was so thankful that Endymion saved hisbaby girl, he granted him the gift of telekinesis.""That's how I got my gift, Hazel, I got itbecause I'm a descendant of Endymion.""Oh wow, this is all so bizarre." Irubbed my fingers over my temples. "So what happened next Zander?""Well, it was said that Selene was lookingdown one night and saw Helios making love to Akila and she lost it. She camedown to earth and sh
ZANDER'S POVThis was the most uncomfortable meal I'd ever had.Hazel's uncle kept asking me the most ridiculous questions, like did I go tochurch on Sundays?I had nothing against Christians and theirbeliefs, but I am a werewolf, I worship the Moon Goddess, not Jesus Christ.Hazel and Julia saved me from answering those types of questions more timesthan I could count. The man could talk someone's ear off... I mean, I thoughtCarson was the most talkative person in the world... but man was I fuckingwrong. Abraham got the medal for that, come to think about it... He was apreacher after all.My facial expressions were mainly placid untilJulia decided to take over the floor. Thank the Moon Goddess! I exclaimed.Gidian was bored and fell asleep half an hour ago."Hazel, I have a surprise for you,"Julia told her niece."Really? What is it?""Abraham, darling could you go and get it?It's on the back seat of the Maybach."I watched the tall man, as he made his way outsideand back. H
ZANDER'S POVOne and a half week later"This stuff smells like shit!" Iscrunched my nose at the concoction that Isis and Ingrid brewed."I bet it's shit," Carson statedmatter-of-factly. "White witch's shit probably has some magical healingproperties." Carson was fucking loving this. He was still upset with mefor yelling at him to drink Isis' piss. Like I knew what was in it."I assure you, it only has a few herbs andspices... no witch shit, I promise." Isis gave me a sweet smile, but thatonly made the whole thing a lot more suspicious."Just drink the thing already!" Said afrustrated Gidian."What if it has piss in it? What if it hasshit in..."Gidian snapped at me. "Look Zander, I wouldeat mountains of shit and drink oceans of piss if it meant I could smell sweetLavender and chocolate again." He sounded desperate and it made me realizethat I was fucking desperate too.The past week and a half had been hell. When Iwasn't handling pack business, I was spending time with my
She turned and watched asthe twins scampered out the kitchen. She craned her neck and watched me walktoward her. I loved the view I was getting. Her ass fitted perfectly in thatdress and her nipples... shit! her perfectly pierced nipples were in full viewthrough the thin material of the fabric; they were erected and the golden studswere calling out to be sucked on by me. I growled. My cock hurt.FUCK! That meant she wasn't wearing a bra."Zander?" Her voice came out as awhisper. I could smell her...my possessive nature was turning her on. I likedthat!"Yes, Kitten.""Have you had breakfast as yet? I can makeyou something if you want."I chuckled, because I was hungry indeed, hungryfor her. "Have you eaten Kitten?" I decided to turn the tables."Yes, I wanted to wait for you but the twinsmade me chocolate pancakes, they were so good, I asked them to show me how theymade it...so that's what they were doing just now when you found us." Shewas rambling. I came to learn that sh
Satisfied with her choiceof words, I dove in and began to eat her pussy like I had been starved fordays. I licked and I sucked her clit until I felt it getting swollen in mymouth. "You taste like heaven Kitten.""Hmm...Zander don't stop," she begged.She began to wiggle her pussy in my mouth and that sent my head into a frenzy.She raised her hips, silently begging for more. I used a finger and I slippedit in her pussy. Of Fuck! She was so tight."Ohhhh...awwwwww!" Shescreamed in ecstasy as I pumped my fingers in and out, over and over into hertight cunt.Her screams echoed throughout the room. I peakedup and saw her biting the back of her hand and using the other to hold thesheet.I continued my assault until I felt her pussybegan to spasm. I replaced my finger with my tongue and I tongue-fucked herinto oblivion. I felt her pussy clenched around my tongue. Hazel did theunexpected. She reached down and grabbed my head. She held my head in place,then she wrapped her legs tig
HAZEL'S POVZander and I spent the whole morning and most ofthe afternoon in bed. He had the chef serve us brunch in his room. I learntthat he was a closeted romantic. He had a secret collection of romance novels,that nobody knew about... well except for me.I was sticky from all the times Zander made mecum, was it 5 or maybe 6 times? Shit, I lost count. I literally passed out fromexhaustion, only to wake up an hour later by Zander's tongue. Oh God, pleasehelp me.I watched as he shifted, he dozed off a fewminutes ago. His hair was dishevelled and his skin had a beautiful glow thatwasn't there a few days ago. I felt my pussy twitch as I admired the gorgeousman before me.I used my fingers and I traced them over his steelhard muscles and his body responded by producing tiny goose pimples beneath myfingers. My fingers then trailed to the waistline of his boxers. I teased themover his sexy, well defined V-Line. His body was a chiselled perfection.My pussy ached as I thought a
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
I DO NOT WRITE FOR A LIVING. I WANT TO MAKE THIS CLEAR. I work 16 hours every day except for Fridays. I work doubles every day because I have a mortgage and bills to pay. I have people who depend on me for survival. I just do not have the time to write. On Fridays I am busy cooking meals to last me throughout the week, doing my laundry, house shopping, running errands, or most importantly, sleeping. For those who can't wait for updates. Then do what I do as a reader, don't start a book that's not completed. I have a life outside of writing. The only reason I'm even writing this right now is because I am at a friend's baby shower and I had to ask this day 3 weeks in advance. Anyone can be upset, frustrated, or angry but I will not tolerate disrespect. If you can't wait, which I do understand, it has been forever since I've updated, but just forget about this book and move on to another book that's completed. No need to act all grimy over here. TF you think you are.
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