ALPHA'S POVI gradually slid my palm up her thick, caramel thighs. They were smooth to the touch.Oh, how I wish my tongue was in the place of my hand.My wolf hummed in agreement. He, too, craved to savour her.I proceeded on my quest until my hand found what it was seeking. "Do you like it when I touch you here?" I cupped her pussy. Hmm, her underwear was soaked. I liked that, I liked that a lot.I gave her pussy a delicate squeeze. I observed as her eyes closed and her lips parted.My dick twitched as I envisioned her soft and succulent lips fasten around my thick length."Yes," she sighed out, "I love it when you touch me there."Her words caused me and my wolf to grunt with desire.My cock now struggled against my trousers. It demanded to be set free.She ground her core against my hand. "Do you demand more?" I inquired.Her beautiful hazel eyes shot open. They burnt with need and lust.She bit back a sultry smile and nodded her head. I wasted no time as I shifted her underwear
Waking up to the blaring sound of her alarm, Hazel groaned in incredulity that she again, for the second day in a row, forgot to disable the alarm on her phone."Shit," Hazel ran one hand down her face, then lazily felt for her phone on the nightstand."There - off," she whispered groggily, as she disabled the alarm that was set for 5:30 am Mondays through to Fridays."I'm still so freaking tired," she murmured to herself. She snatched one of her pillows and placed it over her face in hopes it would magically help her back to sleep, but her mind kept going back to the dream she had last night.'The way she melted under his every touch.' 'The way he bit her lips ever so tenderly.' 'The way his voice sent shivers up and down her spine, and not to mention the way his mint green eyes scorched into her hazel ones, caressing and captivating her heart, all while igniting her soul.'Hazel felt the heat formulating between her thighs. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her breathing accelera
HAZEL'S POVBreakfast was amazing. I felt completely full. I took a napkin and wiped away any leftover food particles from my mouth. I glanced at the clock on the wall to my left and saw that it was a quarter to nine."Shit," I muttered under my breath. Gabz would be here any minute.Aunty made a loud gasp at my minor slip up. I braced myself and waited for round two of her scolding, but to my surprise, it never came. She just lifted her head to the heavens with a hand over her chest and pleaded, "Lord, please help this girl," she shook her head in defeat.However, uncle wasn't too quick to forgive. "Hazel, you will not use those kinds of foul language in my presence!" He declared, raising an eyebrow at me.I wanted to avoid any controversy at all costs, so I quickly apologised before I excused myself from the table. Thanks to my brief outburst I had less than fifteen minutes to get ready before Gabz showed up. I literally bolted upstairs to my bathroom. I took what I believed w
I wiped all dirty thoughts from my mind andzoned my attention to the conversation that was taking place between them."Alpha how was that chick you bangedlast night?" Blonde hottie questioned with a smirk on his face. I sworethis guy belonged on the cover of a magazine.Blinded by Blondie's smile, it took me asecond to register what he asked.Chick he banged last night? Oh! God. no,no, no, no NO! I started panicking.Could they be talking about me? I ran myhand under my skirt and cupped my lady bits. It didn't feel sore or anything.Could I know though if we had sex?I've only had sex once and I could tell thenext day from the slight discomfort every time I peed.I continued to listen in on their convo."Carson, you know I never kiss andtell," the sexy butt dude answered, I think Blondie whose name I learnt tobe Carson, called him Alpha - What kind of name is Alpha by the way?"Come on Alpha, you've banged likehalf of the she-wolves in the pack. I've had sex with over sixty
HAZEL'S POV"Haze?""HAZEL!" I was jolted back to reality as Gabz shouted my name.I gasped and sensed the need to suck in a deep breath!My ears were ringing, and I had a massive headache.FUCK!I felt the back of her hand pressing against my forehead.Is she checking me for a fever?"Hazel, honey, look at me!" My eyes shot open as my friend's concerned expression came into view. She only called me Hazel when she was worried or upset. "Do you want me to call someone because you have a fever?" She asked holding her cell in her shaking hand.I reached out weakly and took her arm that held the phone.I slowly sat up on the bed. "No Gabz, I'm fine," I answered weakly.She trailed her dark brown eyes over my face and scrunched up her nose as if she could smell the lie that just fell from my lips. "Haze you don't look fine, what the hell happened?" She inquired as she took a seat at the edge of the bed. "You scared the shit outta me. I thought - I thought you were dead." Her voice cracked
HAZEL'S POVI asked Gabrielle to repeat herself three more times.I couldn't seem to wrap my brain around the whole ordeal.This is the type of shit that turns people into alcoholics and crackheads.I felt like I was in an episode of the Twilight Zone."Gabz, I don't know what to make of all this." I sat on the floor with my back against the bed."Haze, you've been through a lot. Let's just forget about it for now," she suggested.We both sat in silence for a while and tried to catch our breaths."Hey Gabz, didn't the whole point of you coming over was to show me something important?" I asked, hoping to lighten the mood."Oh yeah, trust me, I haven't forgotten the reason I'm here," she responded. "But it can wait, we've had enough revelations for one day.""Now I'm more than curious," I raised an eyebrow at her.She smacked the gum she was torturing in her mouth and stood up. Gabz ran towards the bedroom door. She turned around and waved me over, "Are you coming or not?"My eyes kept
GABRIELLE'S POVFLASHBACK: THREE DAYS AGO"Gabby are you done in there?""No Dad. I'll be out in a minute."I rolled my eyes and gave myself a once-over in the mirror. I hated being rushed.I'm the type of bitch that accomplishes things at her own pace and make her own waves."I gotta sexy piece of ass," I giggled to myself and did a little twirl before I headed downstairs for breakfast.I'm not a morning person.My bitchometer was off the charts between the hours of 5 and 11 am. But since my Grandpa was gonna be in town for a couple of days, he made me promise him I'd be on my best behaviour.I stepped into the hallway and was greeted with the most amazing smell."PANCAKES," I squeaked. "My faves."I bolted downstairs towards the smell.My mouth was already salivating.I was stopped in my tracks when my eyes landed on the back of a tall and muscular frame with messy blonde hair.What is this motherfucker doing here? I pondered to myself.I watched as Dad patted his shoulder with prid
His chin was resting on hisintertwined fingers.He almost resembled that fat cat from the cartoonmy brother used to love as a kid - What's the name of it again? - oh yes,Garfield and Friends."So how about you, MIKE TYSON, don't you wantsome more pancakes?"HOLY FUCK, HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!Gerard's fork fell with a loud clunking noise tothe floor.Mom had an 'oh shit' look on her face.Dad's mouth was wide open in shock, showcasing theunchewed piece of pancake.Grandpa's pearly whites were in full view. Leaveit to this man to turn serious situations into a joke.Suddenly, I heard booming laughter. I looked overand saw Gerard's eyes were shut tight as he erupted in laughter. I guess Ididn't punch him hard enough.Grandpa followed next, laughing like there was notomorrow. He stretched his arm and gave Gerard, who was sitting next to him, alittle squeeze on the shoulder."Dad, I don't appreciate you making fun of asituation like this," my dad said as he spat the unchewed
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