ANISHA"I love you."Her voice was so sweet, and soothing as she spoke those words. I felt it in my heart like a warm embrace. It was a simple phrase, but it carried a world of meaning. Her eyes were glowing with a warm shade of brown. Her eyes seemed to penetrate my very soul as if she could see the windows to my innermost thoughts and emotions as our eyes met. There was a comforting familiarity in her eyes. It was as though I had known her in countless lifetimes. She stood there smiling at me, surrounded by an airy haze, her presence felt like casting a spell of magic. Her flowing white dress danced with the wind, mirroring the grace and lightness of her spirit. Her chestnut brown hair cascaded down in waves, framing her delicate features with effortless elegance."Who are you?" I asked, curious, and deep down, I felt vulnerable in her presence. But there was something in her. Her mysterious aura had ignited a sense of familiarity within me, but I couldn't quite put my finger on
"What do you mean you can't let them know?" I got off the bed to the other side where I could face him full face. Even though I couldn't sense serious danger around him, something was telling me not to trust the man completely. He sighed heavily, his gaze fixed on the floor. "They won't agree with my plan. Your mates will protect you no matter what, and working with them will be complicated.""How did you know I have mates?" I asked him, wondering how come he knew I had more than one mate. "You have two marks of Alphas on your neck. I've heard of CreekPine's Twin Alphas around the circles. You must be their mate.""Yes, it's me. What's your name?""James," his eyes darted to the window when a faint sound was heard. He walked over to the window and peered outside cautiously. "I don't have much time."He turned back to me, his expression grave. "You have to come with me." He held out his hand, urging me to trust him. The urgency in his eyes and the weight of the situation were confus
In Roan's office, James was placed in a chair, his hands resting on the armrests. Unrestrained. He had been given the benefit of the doubt, at least for now. The atmosphere in the room was tense. Roan, Kazimir, and I stood in front of him, them keeping a watchful eye on him while I was there as one assuring his safety from them. I refused Kazimir's order to remain in our room because I wanted to be there. I wanted to know everything. "You have our attention now," Roan spoke his voice firm but measured as he took a seat behind his desk, his expression stern. "But know that we are still suspicious. Tell us what you know." "I understand your suspicion. I haven't been honest with you, and for that, I apologize." He looked at Roan around the stomach. "About the injury, I was sorry. I was just taking everything in. I was scared."Kazimir crossed his arms, his gaze was unwavering as he locked his eyes on James. I would be scared if his eyes were directed at me. "Start from the beginning.
Two days had passed, and the plans to infiltrate the island were meticulously laid out. The Alphas were busy. They always gathered in a secure room within the Highlander's packhouse with maps and blueprints spread out on the table before them. They were all low hums of discussions and the occasional sound of pens scribbling across the paper. Kallum arrived here yesterday. The three of us didn't speak much, each lost in our own thoughts and concerns. Deep down, a lingering dread and a fear of what might happen on that island kept scratching my thoughts. I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that clung to me like a shadow that even in my sleep, I was anticipating negatively. I would fall asleep waiting for them, and when I woke up, they were gone. Kallum's normally warm and cheerful demeanor was tinged with seriousness. His brows furrowed each time he focused on those papers. I could see the concern etched on his face and I wanted to kiss it away. I missed him. I missed them.
"I can take more!" I screamed, breathing heavily. There was no time for taking things easy. We trained in a way a serious training should be. Khatya and Riabhel were not going easy on me, either, saying that they were the ones being disadvantaged because of the ability I possessed, which I deemed acceptable as it gave me the impression that they didn't see me as vulnerable and incapable. They were enthusiastic and determined to push my limits. And I saw this as learning, growth, and collaboration.Our eyes were black, our wolves on the surface, reflecting the fierce determination and focus within us. The presence of my wolf amplified the connection I felt with my primal instinct. The pain of the wounds inflicted on my skin did not bother me. Of course, it was painful! So bitchy and painful, but no pain, no gain!The training ground echoed with energy as we forced ourselves further, exploring the depths of our capabilities. The air hissed with the intensity of our efforts as a prim
"No, mate. You're not getting away with it so easily. You knew it was dangerous. Am I right, brother?" Kallum asked Kazimir with a smirk on his face. I glanced at Kazimir, his eyes grew increasingly intense, and his lips tightened into a thin line. He said nothing, just giving me the eye. "I didn't think it was dangerous because I trained with Riahbel," I interjected, attempting to sound innocent. However, guilt weighed heavily on my conscience. Kazimir stepped closer to the bed, "We both know that it was not true." slowly unbuckling his belt, his voice dropped into a sexy octave. My thighs tightened and my heart began to heave in anticipation. I swallowed thickly. "Khatya was there too." I quickly added, trying to sound innocent and reassuring, trying to ignore the fire burning in their eyes. "She helped me a lot, and I'm fine! It was just a training session," at the back of my head, I was hoping they would understand the significance of the training. "I see blood," Kazimir mut
I felt like screaming. They were bad twins! The frustration and disappointment threatened to spill over as I let the cold water wash me. It was difficult to contain the wave of emotions that crashed against the walls of my composure. I felt hot everywhere. My core was throbbing, and the denial of my pleasure was frustrating. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing thoughts and hormones. I understood that my decision to train without consulting them was a mistake, but denying my pleasure because of that was irrational. Don't touch myself? Touch myself? When did I ever touch myself? Bad twins! I groaned as I rubbed my skin with liquid soap and began washing my entire body. As the water cascaded over me, washing away the soap suds, I couldn't ignore the ache in my lower part. It was a constant throbbing that demanded release, that Kallum denied me of. I was eager to finish my shower because the simple act of cleansing my body had unexpectedly triggered more desir
NARRATOR'S POVJames, the Werecrocodile, moved stealthily through the pack's territory, his sharp senses on high alert. The borders of the Highlanders were safe and secured, but the mysterious disappearance of ten individuals had raised alarm among the pack, and he was determined to uncover any clues that could connect it to the island.His powerful tail swayed from side to side, forcing him through the bushes and weeds as he carefully scouted the surroundings. This way, no one would see him as he was flat on the ground. His reptilian eyes scanned the area, searching for any signs of unusual activity. He sniffed the air, trying to detect scents and tracking any trails that might lead him to answers. He wanted to help. He wanted to return the goodness Anisha showed him, and above all, James needed their help to save his wife and the rest of the people on that island. James delved deeper into the pack's territory. Then he noticed subtle signs that piqued his interest. Broken branches,
"Don't stop, Kaz, babe!" I gasped, my voice so needy. My body was on the brink of ecstasy, every movement of Kazimir's length inside my walls sending delicious pleasure coursing through me. The sensation of him stretching me as he pulled out, only to push back in again swiftly, had my senses reeling with the intensity of it all. "I can't get enough of you, mate. I just can't," he murmured as he thrust and I felt even more driven and pleased. My mouth found its way back to Kallum's length and enclosed my lips around him once again. The taste of him, the sounds of his hisses and grunts as I did him, were like music to my ears. "You're getting so much better each time, Muffin," Kallum's voice reached me. I beamed internally. I wanted to please them so much. "You learn so fast." The sensations intensified as Kazimir's movement went harder and faster. "So wet. You're dripping," he breathed, his hand venturing to the front and finding my clit. The sensation of his skilled fingers drum
"Stop it!" I linked them so the pleasure would stop, which they immediately did.The vibrations immediately stopped. I found myself catching my breath, my heart still racing from the unexpected surge of pleasure. I took a moment to compose myself, realizing how my emotions were now tangled up in a mix of anger and embarrassment. "I'm...sorry, Darren. I'm okay though," Ugh! It was frustrating. "What happened?" he looked genuinely concerned. I couldn't possibly answer him honestly!"Get your hands off her!" Kazimir's grip tightened around me, his protective stance clear, while Kallum leveled a challenging gaze at Darren.The tension was palpable as Kallum stepped forward, invading Darren's personal space, angry and dominant."Stop it, Kall!" I interjected, frustration was bubbling up from within me."He was touching you!" Kallum's voice was edged with jealousy.I could feel the weight of people's prying eyes on us already. We were making a scene."No, he was helping me," I quickly cla
"Check this out, babe. I'm digging this one," Kallum chimed, holding up a night dress and giving it a thoughtful once-over. Meanwhile, Kazimir was in the underwear section, presumably on the hunt for something interesting.I couldn't help but feel a blush creep onto my cheeks as I stood in the middle of the shopping chaos, trying to suppress any gasps or moans that threatened to escape. Actually, I couldn't give two hoots about the envious or curious glances from the people around us. My attention was too wrapped up in the sensations tingling through me. After all, my naughty mates had me wearing vibrating panties, and for some wild reason, they had decided a shopping trip was in order.Let's just say, the store was bustling with more than just your average retail therapy, and I was the visual representation of trying to keep it cool while electric sparks of pleasure decided to join the shopping party."Um, yeah, that dress looks nice," I managed to mumble, my voice a tad higher than
"Ahhh, the monster wave is coming to get me!" Aurelia let out a dramatic scream, running away from the water's edge with arms flailing when she spotted a particularly not-so-big wave heading her way.The twins watched her with wide eyes, surprised and in awe. I saw Kazimir and Kallum exchanging amused glances, knowing exactly where this had started. Splashy Monster. The sun was shining brightly, casting a sparkling reflection on the peaceful surface of the lagoon. We had decided to spend a fun-filled day at the lagoon. This location held a special place in my heart, evoking a subtle warmth within me. I internally blushed. Well, I knew that when my kids grew up, they would create their own memories in this very same place. However, the details of our escapades here were perhaps best left untold.Aurelia, now nine years old, was the ringleader of the day's activities, and the twins, two years old, were all eyes and giggles as they took in their surroundings.Imagine our surprise when t
Their combined attention was driving me wild. I could feel the warmth pooling between my thighs, aching for their touch. Kallum's lips found mine in a heated kiss, his fingers tracing a path down my body, igniting a trail of sensations. "Let's show our queen just how much we appreciate her," he murmured against my lips. Kazimir's hand slipped beneath the fabric of my night dress, his touch was hungry and arousing. "Every curve, every inch." I gasped as his fingers brushed my clothed front. "You both certainly know how to make a queen feel appreciated," I managed to tease, my voice came in breathless. Kallum's eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "Oh, we're just getting started, muffin." Kazimir's touch grew bolder, his fingers tracing the vertical line to my crevice. "We have a whole world of appreciation to show you." Their words and actions worked in perfect harmony and I arched into their touch, my body responding to everywher
NARRATOR'S POV In the heart of the packhouse, our living room was a hub of activity. Family and friends had gathered for a casual afternoon get-together. Hazel and James with their daughter Aryana, were present too. I felt so happy and glowing now in my fifth month of pregnancy. I felt the love around me. I recalled the day we discovered we were carrying twins. My mates were over the moon. They punched the air and exchanged high-fives, so elated. The joy that had radiated from them was so infectious they both screamed the news through the entire pack link. Having twins was something they had always hoped for, a wish that ran deep within their blood. It was a trait that seemed to be woven into the fabric of our pack's lineage. My attention was drawn to my daughter who was now a bubbly ball of energy at her young age. Her excitement was plain to see as she dashed around, her laughter trailing behind her like a melodic song as she played with Aryana and Tiana. As I settled comf
ANISHA"Are you sure about this?" I asked Emmett, my mind processing the weight of the news he had just shared. We were all gathered in the packhouse, the atmosphere heavy with apprehension. The news they brought home was something that left me torn, a piece of news that I couldn't quite decide how to feel about.As I looked around the room, the emotions of those around me seemed to mirror my own inner turmoil. My mother, Annora, sat beside me, her expression unreadable. Beside her, Lewis mirrored her silence. My mates' brows deepened in concentration. "Why would Lysandros do that?""No one really knows," Emmett replied. "But he left a message for you.""For me?" "He won't bother your family, so he'll take the easiest path that will lead either to his happiness or end." He said. I let out a sigh. That meant he was sincere and meant no harm to us anymore. Lysandros closed his residence and went into hibernation, tapping a connection to magic and the supernatural. The concept of sl
Kallum hooked his arms around my legs, spreading them wide and guiding his length to my sleek folds. The anticipation of his touch had my breath catching in my throat, my body reacting instinctively to his touch. His length nudged against my clit, a teasing sensation that sent a jolt of pleasure through me. I gasped, feeling the delicious friction that ignited between us.In one powerful thrust, Kallum embedded himself inside me, the sensation so intense that it felt like the air was knocked out of me. The abruptness of the movement, the feeling of being filled completely, left me panting and screaming for their names. My breath caught in my throat. It was as if every nerve in my body was on fire, each inch of his length igniting a new wave of sensation. As he held himself there, buried deep inside me, my walls clamped around him, the sensation felt so good. I was so wet. "Kaz, I want you in my... mouth again," I cried out, the intensity of Kallum's thrusts never slowing down. Th
"Oh, that's cold!" I gasped, the sensation of the ice cream against my pussy sending a jolt of surprise through me. But my gasp turned into a moan when Kazimir devoured me, his actions showing that he wasn't kidding around. The heat of his mouth against the cold sweetness of the ice cream created a whirlwind of sensation that left me breathless and wanting more.And as if that wasn't enough to send me spiraling into a world of pleasure, Kallum traced his lips over my breast. The mixture of their touches – one sweet and cold, the other warm and teasing – had me arching my back, a low, involuntary moan escaping my lips."Cold is now the new kind of hot, pet," Kazimir said before diving back again, spreading my lower lips, his touch both aggressive and hungry. His tongue prodded in, a contrasting sensation of cold and heat that made my breath hitch with shock and pleasure. I felt my core tighten and my desire increase as he explored my wetness. The movement of his tongue was gentle, yet