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Aminda. I flinched when I heard the sound of crystal shattering on the floor. My stepfather's voice was thunderous, and I remained hidden. I wasn't in the mood to argue with Alister and my mother. "Where is your daughter at this hour, Coraline?!" he was angrier than ever. I peeked from behind a flower vase in the hallway. My mother looked really nervous. It was a shame how her confidence dwindled after marrying that man two years ago. "Alister, please calm down, dear. I keep calling her, but she’s not answering. She must be on her way home,” Mother's voice trembled. "Do you know what’s at stake, Coraline?! Think!" Alister poked my mother's forehead with his finger as he spoke. “She is a responsible kid; I’m sure she is fine,” she pleaded. “She is next in line to become Witch Supreme, Coraline. Not even you could become one. Your sister is the one sitting on the throne at this moment. Giving birth to Aminda has to be your only accomplishment in life!” My mother lowere
**Kian** After a pack run with the young, unmated wolves and she-wolves, I stepped out of the shower. For the past three months on these pack runs, I had sensed a presence at the same specific spot in the forest. I had gone back countless times searching for clues but found nothing. I still hadn't discovered my mate, and my wolf, Mayhem, became increasingly restless. For two years, during full moons, we had been running with the unmated wolves of neighboring packs, yet we had yet to find our fate. "Kian, may I come in?" That was Father, the current Alpha King. He urged me to choose a Luna. I had visited countless packs during full moons in search of my mate, but to no avail. There was no way I would settle for a chosen Luna; I was destined to have my rightful Luna by my side. Father stepped in before I even had a chance to respond. "Still nothing, Father?" I already knew he wanted to know if I had found her. He sighed. "I think you should desist, son. Who knows where your mat
Aminda I could feel the intensity of his eyes traveling down every inch of my skin. Pausing to study every soft curve of my body. I let my dress drop around my ankles, and his eyes flashed. I was now standing in nothing more than a tiny thong. He exhaled through his teeth as he walked around me, devouring me with his eyes. He stood behind me and pulled me by the hair. He inhaled my scent. I know he loved it. I felt him shudder as my scent traveled through his senses. "The scenery is perfect temptress, but the view is exquisite." He cupped my breasts from behind, twitching my nipples. A soft moan escaped me. He pulled me closer. So close that I could feel his erection. He continued fondling my breasts. It felt so good. I put my head against his chest and closed my eyes. I felt one of his hands traveling down my lower abdomen. His claws tore the flimsy material of my panties. Then, I felt his fingers caressing my dampened folds. "You're so wet for me." He turned me around and pinc
**Kian** I was left standing in the middle of the forest. I didn't even get the chance to tell her that she was my mate. She'll figure it out once she sees her mark. The overwhelming desire to claim her overpowered me. I marked her without her consent, and she's probably pissed right now. I have to find her. Yesterday, I left everyone behind; my sole focus was her. My mate already has me wrapped around her little finger. Right now, I am trying to manage about four mind-link conversations simultaneously to get up to date with yesterday's events. “Rusty, I want you to find everything you can about the woman I left with last night.” “Got it, Alpha.” I need to find her and bring her home with me. Dad will have a heart attack when he finds out my mate is a witch. “Did everyone make it back home safely, River?” “Yes, Kian, where the hell were you last night?” “I found my mate.” “What?! That's excellent news! The Alpha King will be thrilled!” “Well, about that. She's a witch
.**Aminda** I had just showered and lay on my bed wearing my white bathrobe. I was still sore from my earlier encounter with Kian. As I touched my mark, I smiled. He was so possessive of me; he wanted me as his Luna—Queen Luna Aminda. I liked the sound of it, but I could never let that happen. I couldn’t forfeit my responsibilities. We could be lovers, though. I still didn’t fully understand how the mate bond worked with werewolves. It was strange when I heard him in my head. I would need to do some research. Suddenly, my door burst open, and I sat up. Alister stood in front of me, his eyes filled with lust as he looked me over. “Have you ever heard of knocking?” I spat at him, holding my robe tightly. "Your guards told me the mutt went to see you at the institute." "My guards? They're your spies. I never agreed to have guards," I scoffed. He shifted his posture into something more threatening. "Listen, Rabbit, if you keep seeing that mutt, I must hurt him. Not only him, bu
Kian's POV I have been staring at my phone for the last half hour, watching that ridiculous video. At first, I was angry, then intrigued, and back to angry again. My Luna is in a barely-there mini-skirt, dancing cutely for the world to see. That pink hair, though. I definitely want to have my way with her while that pink hair is twisted around my wrist. “Are you done staring at my phone, Kian? Can I have it back?” River asked. I threw a pillow at him. He had been enjoying the video a little too much, too. I handed him the phone and started downloading the app. “Stop watching my mate. Contact the best hackers and ask them to delete that video. What’s the name of the app again?” I typed the name into the app store. Oh, right—TikTok. “There are two other cute girls in the video, in case you didn’t notice, Kian," he added. There were? Finally, the app was installed, and I searched for the video again. It was trending: "4 million views!" “Wow, really? When I first watched it,
.**Aminda** As our helicopter approached the ground, a sleek black Mercedes awaited us on the helipad, its polished surface gleaming under the sunlight. My eyes drank in the surroundings, wide with excitement and wonder. Kian watched me with an amused smile, surely entertained by my childlike enthusiasm. The scene was energetic, darting through the trees; werewolves engaged in dynamic sparring matches. It was a vibrant community nestled within the embrace of the forest. The houses surrounding us stood in neat rows, each two stories high, featuring charming porches and meticulously manicured lawns. However, the mansion truly captured my attention—a breathtaking structure reminiscent of a fairy tale. If my homebred was a dark, brooding Dracula’s castle, this one was the epitome of a Disney castle, with its turrets and enchanting allure. The garden was a masterpiece of color; roses bloomed in every hue, surrounding a grand fountain that danced and sparkled in the light. In her distin
Aunt, our young void deepens my heart every moment I'm away from Kian. Is this the same darkness that consumed my aunt, seeking a way to fill the emptiness? If this fragmented existence without Kian is my future, I fear losing my sanity. As I stroll through the lush gardens of my home, the vibrant blooms draw my thoughts to Kian’s enchanting gardens, which seem to burst with life. I pluck a couple of black roses, their velvety petals contrasting starkly against my skin as I cradle them in my arm. I’ll place these dark blossoms in Mother's vase instead. Surprisingly, they emit a sweet, rich fragrance that lingers in the air. Laughter and deep male voices waft from the entertainment room, and I instantly recognize Alister and his imposing nephew, Specter. Alister's lips curl into a smirk the moment his eyes catch me. “There you are, Rabitt. When will you learn not to ditch your security detail?" “It’s good to see you, Alister. But now that I’m 18 and no longer require a guardian,
. When I arrived at Lord Gray's home, he received me along with Inessa, which struck me as strange. Although he couldn't see it, Claire was his true love, the one he had always favored. As I stepped closer, I noticed Lord Gray didn’t look well—he appeared tired, with shadows under his eyes. "Queen Aminda. To what do I owe this honor?" Gray asked, his formerly confident demeanor faltering. Something was definitely wrong. "What happened here, Lord Gray?" I inquired, my voice infused with my powers, leaving no room for lies or evasion. "Claire," he replied, his voice wavering before he regained his composure. "I found out she was having an affair with her bodyguard." He spoke coldly, but I could see how much he must be hurting. I looked at Inessa and asked him, "Who told you that? Her?" He looked at me in surprise. "How do you know?" I smirked. "Because you’ve been played, Lord Gray. The last time I was here, I caught this woman in bed with her bodyguard—the man she brought from hom
Kian "Well." I didn't know what to say. How do I tell her that the only person who can break the curse is the very person less willing to help us and is also the primary suspect in Lance's murder? "Is someone from my pack. I have to go back and talk to her..." I winced. "A woman?" My temptress's purple eyes sparkled. Her silver blond hair now had a few black streaks. She looked stunning. "Is that woman Fiorella?" She asked softly. I nodded. "I knew she was no ordinary wolf. She could sense me, even when I was invisible. Her sensory skills are enhanced because she is also a wolf. She is from Shilo's lost line of witch werewolves. They retained certain abilities, except real powers." Her eyes were saddened. I pulled her into a hug, and I cooed in her ear. "Hey, Little Temptress, don't get sad. She will help us if she wants to stay alive. I will make sure of it. The Witch's Council will seek the death penalty for Lance's death. She could serve jail time instead." She looked at me wi
Aminda "Look what we have here." An eerie voice made me open my eyes. My surroundings were different. Everything looked eerie. The place was freezing, and screams of people being tortured were piercing my ears. I heard a demonic laugh at my side, and at the same time, I could feel it everywhere. I was trying to use my powers, but down here, I had none. All of a sudden, I heard a boo, and an entity appeared in front of me. A man demon, covered in tattoos up to his bold head and face. There was not a single place covered by the greenish ink. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" He bit his bottom lip and licked his lips with his pierced tongue, which had two small hoops on each side. He tilted his head and laughed again. His laugh was evil. He looked at me like I was a bone and he was a starving dog. I knew who he was. I had been warned by Aunt Marilla. "What do you want to let me go, Orcus?" I said, trying to steady my voice. He looked at me intently with his black orbs devoid of
Kian 'Aminda!' I called her desperately through the mind-link. Two witches began to draw a pentagram big enough for her size. They put black candles on each of the five points and lit them up. 'I will reveal myself if you don't tell me what's happening, Aminda!' She stood in the middle in her tiny underwear and bra. 'Don't Kian. No matter what you see, don't reveal yourself. You don't want them to accuse me of treason, do you? Just watch. Everything is going to be alright.' She tried to sound calm, but her voice sounded shaky, and Alister's paled semblance wasn't reassuring. She stretched out her arms while the two witches started to draw symbols on her arms, legs, and stomach. Alister raked his fingers through his hair and paced around the room like a maniac. Aminda lay in the middle of the circle. The witches started chanting, and the symbols on Aminda's skin began to glow. Black shadows appeared and circled around her. The air chilled inside the room. Creepy voices coming
Aminda's POV Everyone had left, and an ambulance had taken Lance's body. The place that was so alive and full of joy not long ago now feels deserted and gloomy. "I think you should go home, Kian." I was still shaken. All of this was unreal. Lance didn't deserve this. I want to find out who did it and what their motive was. But to do it, I need to use black magic. There are consequences, though. If I keep using it, there will be no way back, but I have to if I want to save him. "There's no way I'd leave you alone after what happened. Princess, you're still in shock. You need me. Please, say that you do." He kissed my forehead and held me tight. There was no denying it. I really needed him all the time. I nodded, with my head still buried in his chest. "We'll figure it out together, Aminda." I teleported us to my home. That night, I slept in his arms. Only then could I ever sleep with his arms around me? I needed him like I needed air. Kian was still in the shower, but I was dress
Kian Clouded by rage, that's the way I was when I saw my mate rubbing her body against that stupid Lance. Sometimes, I forget she doesn't have a wolf. Werewolves' jealousy increases tenfold where our mates are concerned. My anger only diminished after our bodies became one. I hated myself for angry fucking her, but I couldn't control myself. I shouldn't even have attacked Lance. We weren't allowed in the city still. Aminda and I haven't even signed the alliance. Sirens started blaring all of a sudden. Someone must have reported me. "Kian, you need to leave. The council's guards are ruthless. I can protect you, but you haven't signed as an ally yet, and we can't declare ourselves mates either. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry!" She grabbed my face with both hands and gave me a quick kiss. I pulled out of her and put her down. "I am not going to run. I'm a king, and you're their queen. I'll talk to them. Is not like I It'slled him." She shook her head but didn't argue anymore. W
ATonda's POV Deandra, Bessa, and I laughed contagiously as the limited edition bottle of champagne opened with a loud pop, spraying us all. We're having a sleepover at Deandra's house like old times. We're clad in sexy lingerie doing our hair and nails. I wanted to forget for just tonight that I'm supposed to be the frightening Witch Supreme. "Aminda, I missed you biatch!! Said Deandra as she filled our champagne flutes. Half spilling it as she shakes with laughter. I missed them, too. We had never separated since kindergarten. "I can't believe you ditched us for so long, and we forgave you so easily." Said Bessa with a pout right before she took a big gulp of her drink. "We literally thought you were being possessed by darkness." They both stared at me. "You morons should be grateful. I did it for your protection. I was new to the throne. I needed to learn who to trust. I wouldn't present my weaknesses to everyone on a silver platter. You're my sisters." They both hugged me.
Kian I was a man with an infinite amount of patience, and I had always respected my father, but hearing him call my mate a witch whore made me want to throttle him and make him apologize to her on his knees. The sounds of her claps made me aware of her presence. It's so regal and perfect in every way. "But your son loves this witch whore, King Korin." She made the most adorable pout. Everyone else was frozen except for us. Her catwalk style made her look so enticing. I stretched my arm, waiting for her. "Witch Supreme." Father harrumphed. "This is a family matter if you can excuse us." He avoided looking at her. How can he be so rude to her? He knows she is my mate. He knows my wolf, and I would tear any man for less than that. "Oh, but I'm the main topic of your family's little...discussion." She linked her arm to mine and pressed her soft curves to me. Mom hugged Fiorella protectively, glaring daggers at me. Aminda winked at them. I pressed my nose in her hair to breathe i
Aminda Lord Gray, he was indeed handsome. A man of many secrets and with particular hobbies. Even though he was devastated about losing Elana, he didn't show it. He looked so composed standing there, with his elegant three-piece suit. After so many centuries of living in this world, he's probably used to losing loved ones. "Lord Gray. It was the right thing to do." He plummeted on his chair. He wasn't that unaffected after all. "She had just arrived from her country. I married her in Scotland and brought her here the very next day. I am ruthless to my enemies but not to my wives. We were getting to know each other at first. I hadn't even touched her until recently." He sighed. "You know the vampire king would've raged war against you if you kept refusing him to take her. He's been waiting for his true mate for centuries. Only his mate can bear his children. Now, he would mate her and make her an immortal. An immortal just like us." His eyes met mine. He knows, I know. "What