MEANWHILE(At the highlander's pack)ANISHAFear gripped my heart as the stranger's boat approached the port of the Highlander's pack. The border warriors gathered with their weapons: guns, knives, explosives, and anything they deemed useful to defend the pack. It was the commotion outside that interrupted my conversation with Riabhel. It had only been four hours or five when my mates bid goodbye to check the cave with Robert. I remembered them saying it would take a while before they could come back, and that I shouldn't wait for dinner. Riabhel and I followed the commotion, leading us to the port. "What's happening?" Riabhel asked under her breath. Five warriors suddenly formed a wall in front of us. I could sense the tension in the air and a thick fog of uncertainty punching my gut. My mind raced, confused by the situation. "I can only see one man, Ri. Why is everyone on full alert?" I glanced at the pack members around me, their faces etched with worry.As the man stepped ash
"My mother?" one brow of mine rose and I shrugged my shoulders, "Well, I have two mothers. One is dead, the other one should not interest you because she's a human."Markus's smile faltered for a brief moment, his eyes narrowing in frustration. I rejoiced for a little. It was clear that he didn't like my response. It challenged his expectations of control over me."I'm not talking about the insignificant!" he snapped, his tone laced with a hint of condescension. My eyes narrowed. How dare he called my human parents insignificant! I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. "I'm talking about the one's existence that has shaped your destiny, just as mine has. There is much you have yet to know, and it all depends on the choices you make.""Where is she?" I stared at him with apprehension. His claim of being my father had rattled me, and now I was eager to know more about my mother, the woman who had played a significant role in my life, the one who I never had a chance to meet.
I couldn't stand it. I couldn't let the violence continue. The warriors were compelled to stop. I didn't realize I had that effect on them.Markus turned his attention towards me, his eyes locking onto mine. His face contorted contempt and victory as if my words were something more of a plea. For a fleeting moment, everyone quieted down, but the whimpers and groans of pain still reached my ears, creating more holes in my heart. "Enough bloodshed," I implored, my eyes meeting Markus' gaze unwaveringly. "You've caused more than enough pain and suffering."Then, to my surprise, Markus let out a cold, mirthless laugh. "I have warned you, little wolf, but you didn't listen," he sneered, his tone laced with arrogance. "We would have avoided this...this inconvenience." His voice turned to a growl as he eyes his hands where blood trickles from the bites he received.I looked around at my pack, their eyes filled with hope and desperation, and I knew that I couldn't further this situation.
Surprise?I had this feeling that I wouldn't like his surprise. He led the way through the dark and creepy corridors of his domain. A sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach. With each second that passed, the dread in me was growing. I couldn't shake the feeling that whatever his surprise was, I would be left unhappy or terrified.Finally, we reached a large chamber bathed in an otherworldly glow. My heart quickened its pace, and a sense of trepidation washed over me as I watched the glass wall. Markus approached the pedestal, a malevolent grin curling his lips. "Watch, my dear, Anisha." he smiled a sinister smile. "Watch them..."A light expectedly illuminated what was behind the glass wall. My eyes widened, and my breath stopped. Down, behind the glass wall stood Kazimir, Kallum, Roan, Tanner, James, and Robert. My mates!...KAZIMIRWe stood there, waiting, assessing the surrounding. The smell of human remains hit my nose, blood, fresh and old permeated the air. D
My fists clenched at my sides, my body trembling with fear and fury. I refused to stand there and watch them. I knew they were strong, but I couldn't help the worry banging in my chest."How did you do it? How did you sever the link? Why I couldn't reach them through the link?"Markus smirked, his gaze fixated on me. I could see the enjoyment in his eyes because of my anguish and confusion."Ah, the power of control," he taunted, his voice dripping with malicious satisfaction. "I possess abilities that far surpass your mere understanding, my dear Ani. I severed the link using a combination of ancient knowledge and forbidden magic. You see, I have gained exploited its vulnerabilities to my advantage.""Why?" I demanded, angry and desperate. "Why would you go to such lengths to separate us? You're afraid of something?"He chuckled. "Fear? Oh, my dear An, fear has no place in my heart. What I desire is power, control, and dominance. By severing your link, I have weakened your mates, maki
ANISHAMarkus had thrown me inside a chamber. He had commanded a Lycan, to my surprise. The Lycan was big and scary. I could remember how its mouth had dripped with saliva as it growled, its eyes filled with a feral hunger when it assisted me into this room. The Lycan had pushed me inside without any ounce of gentleness. I didn't care though. I expected the worst.I couldn't care when something was nagging me. It was the fact that the tower Markus lived in was bathed with magic that severed the Link I had with my mates. It made me more desperate and helpless, vulnerable and isolated. My mates were so near, yet far from my reach. Markus' mastery over magic was evident, as he had deliberately created barriers to prevent me from using my ability, however, we could transform, which meant, the magical barriers had limitations. He had established a calculated move. He stripped us of our advantages and created the playing field in his favor.Getting up from the sole bed the room had, I walk
Despite the exhaustion, I went on to find the exit with the lion ahead of me. I decided to venture deeper guided by the lion. I couldn't help but feel happy at the unlikely friendship that had formed between us. It was as if he understood my words when I spoke to him.His presence gave me strength. I was no longer alone. He led me through the labyrinthine corridors. He knew the place I could tell it. The lion exuded a regal aura, his golden mane flowing majestically as he led the way."I trust you, Pop," I told him, caressing his mane. It created a sound and I took it as a response. "Take me somewhere safe for now."The air was heavy with the scent of dampness and decay, reminding me of the oppressive hold Markus had over this place.The corridors seemed to twist and turn endlessly, but the lion navigated them with confidence. "What is this?" The lion led me into a room bathed with yellow light. Mesmerizing. I stepped into the room bathed in yellow light, and a sense of calmness
I woke up with a start and sat upright, startled by the loud and angry voice that filled the room. As my gaze met Markus's furious eyes, I felt a wave of adrenaline rushing through my veins. "So, you managed to slip away," he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "But don't think for a moment that you can outsmart me, Anisha."I held his gaze, my own eyes filled with defiance. I refused to cower under his intimidating presence. "I am not one to be controlled or manipulated, Markus. I will always find a way to fight back." His anger seemed to amplify at my words. He took a step toward me, his features contorted with rage. "I underestimated you, Anisha, but you think you have won," he laughed. "You are gravely mistaken. You're still here, and not just you.""Oh, that I don't forget, Markus." I stood up, but not making an attempt to stay far from the bed. I noticed Pop staring at me intently. "But as much as you wanted to me tremble from fear because you have my mates in that place,
"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