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Andrei My red wolf, my little naughty girl, my perfect fated mate --- just gave me the best blow job of a life time. I’m already addicted to her. “Oh, babe. You didn’t have to swallow my cum.” I bit my lower lip, feeling bad that she did, but also, impressed that she did. “No? But all the movies I’ve seen, they swallowed.” I hand her my handkerchief, silently thanking my cousin Misha for being meticulous about making sure our suits have matching hankies. “You watch porn?” My girl is full of surprises. “Duh. For research purposes. I mean, how else would I know how to please my future husband if I don’t?” “Don’t worry about that. Your future husband will gladly teach you everything you need to know to please him. Look, you did very well on your first lesson.” Grinning, I wiggle my eyebrows. “Wait… Future husband? What?” She stops wiping the drool and cum on her chin to stare at me. “You’re about to get the best gift ever… me.” I spread my arms wide, smiling confidently.
Kayleigh Perhaps, it is the fact that this territory is literally in the middle of nowhere that outsiders underestimate the size and strength of the Blue Blood Pack. I was impressed when Gio mentioned that the Blue Blood Pack has several thousands of members in total. No wonder, Cillian and Gunner are always busy with their daily pack duties. A surge of pride fills my heart realizing the hard work Cillian does for his pack. I’m guessing, there are approximately five hundred Blue Blood wolves in attendance tonight. Most of the adults are drinking, dancing, and filling up the tables with foods and drinks while the little ones run around with cheer and joy. In a rough estimate, there are also about five hundred werewolves between the rogues, red wolves, and visiting wolf packs. It’s easy to identify the attendees who aren’t from Cillian’s pack. They wore clothing of different colors, except blue. On the other hand, Blue Bloods wore blue outfits for solidarity in representing their ro
Andrei I’m beginning to think that the Moon Goddess has a favorite werewolf to annoy, disappoint, and frustrate. Me. I thought that after agreeing to play my part in the peace treaty, everything will just fall in its place. I also thought that finding my red wolf will be the most challenging thing I have to do tonight. Turns out, the finding part was easy. Making her orgasm was also a bliss. But convincing her that she belongs with me is like talking to a brick wall. Wait, no. At least a brick wall doesn’t talk back. My girl has a mouth of a hellion and she knows how to use it to aggravate the hell out of me. The wolf blood council approves of my union with Juliana. They’re the ones who asked my dad to persuade me, in the first place. Why the red wolves specifically wanted me to be the groom, I have no idea. I’m pretty sure they have some vested interest in doing so. But now that I know the bride is my mate, I don’t mind it at all --- with agenda or none, I’m all for it. Now,
Cillian Just moments ago, my head was soaring like the night clouds amid the bright, fireworks-lit sky, basking in delightful sentiments for being with my fated mate and finally feeling like everything is in the right place and at the right time. Hearing from Kayleigh herself that she’s carrying our wolf-pup granted me immense joy and happiness. The fleeting harmony had me overlook the dread steeping in my head since I woke up this morning. Roland’s jarring howl echoed through the ranch, prompting his clandestine army to attack. My arms wrap around Kayleigh as though it was enough to shield her and our unborn child from danger and injury. My heart is breaking, not only for the short-lived harmonious moment, but also of the realization that no matter how strong and vicious my wolf is and regardless if our wolf blood allies are vicious and fierce werewolves, the fact of the matter is, we are outnumbered. “Kill… The private army…” Kayleigh gasps, softly. “Yes. We’re under attack,
Cillian “Let’s clear the path so that we can get the women and children to safety,” I instruct everyone around me, ignoring Andrei’s idea about Kayleigh using her Alpha Luna essence to stop the werewolf chaos. “You saw what she did to Bash. I’ve never seen anyone immobilize Bash. Never. Remember what she did during our sparring? Her essence overpowered us. You, me, and Gio --- our combined auras were no match against hers. She can stop this. Or at least inflict injury to those degenerates.” Andrei continues to put thoughts in my head. “You call that sparring? I took a big chunk off of your torso. That’s not just sparring.” I scoff, reminding him that even if I’m just a regular alpha werewolf, I can hold my own against a hybrid wolf. Also, to diver the conversation away from the Alpha Luna. Of course I thought about it a few minutes ago. But knowing what using her powers does to her body after, I don’t want to risk it. I’m worried it would hurt her or our baby inside her. “Whateve
Cillian “Roland! Roland! Stop you dogs! Aaahhh!!!” Miss Bethany’s shrilling scream reverberates in the shadows of the night. “You were supposed to make sure I was untouchable, you fucking bitch!” Back in his human form, Beta Roland watches as one of his werewolves maul Miss Bethany’s legs, but not completely killing her off so that she could continue to suffer. I leap towards Roland, shifting into my wolf mid-air. I groan when I see several wolves advance my way ready to sacrifice their lives for the wicked beta while he makes a run for it. Feeling the heat on my face, I know that my eyes are flashing red, glimmering in the dark, making the werewolves hesitate to attack. As soon as I sense Gunner’s wolf next to me, we do not waste any second and immediately lunge at the enemies before they could come up with a strategy to overthrow me and my future beta. In my wolf form, I pummel my body to the tallest and heaviest wolf. Not giving him a chance to recover, I sink my sharp fangs
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains depicting of mild pregnancy bleeding. Please do not continue if this will upset you or trigger trauma. Please seek help and assistance if needed. ___________ ____________ ___________ ______________ ____________ _________________ Cillian Everything happened so fast. One second I was ripping a werewolf’s heart out of his chest, the next, a hundred of rogue wolves descended on us, pushing back the Alpha King’s Special Forces who were essentially serving as the front liners in the battle. They’ve been providing a wall of protection for our pack against the feral wolf army. Reagan, Gisella, the red wolf princess, and four of the wolf-witches formed a semi-circle to hem in the children and protect them from incoming adversaries. Meanwhile the other half of the circle upfront is guarded by Gio and the Special Forces while clearing and leading the way to the exit trail. Kayleigh and Kinsley are inside the ring, directing and guiding
Cillian The rancid smell of blood deepens as lifeless bodies turn frigid on the ground. Echoes of howls and growls breaking through the woods signal more count to the beta’s private army. The sound of fighting werewolves tearing each other apart can be heard across the ranch. It’s only been over an hour but the blood spilled here is the most blood I’ve seen in my lifetime. None of all these matter to me right now. All I care about is getting to my mate and my pup. Kayleigh is bleeding. She’s hurt. They’re hurt. I cannot forgive myself if something happens to either of them. Still gripping both weapons with each hand, Kayleigh inspects the blood dribbling down to her ankles. The sight of blood on her skin weakens my knees, but I will myself not to stop running. Instead, I push myself harder, faster, and steadier. I pummel my body through a mob of beasts trying to stop me from reaching my mate. I keep my eyes on Kayleigh while I chant a prayer for her to be strong and safe. Alarm