Wyatt All our men were ready, but the signal was weak, so it took us hours to pinpoint Zion's exact location. As we were still figuring it out, Jett received the accurate location of where Adira was. It was one of the packs under this jurisdiction but far away from the city. " Is everyone ready?" I asked when I reached the campsite. " Yes sir, if indeed this is Zion's main pack as we suspect, he won't survive nor will he escape," Philipe said. We had so many elite warriors from the three great packs, my pack, Lafayette's army, and Richard's warriors, our men were over a total of two thousand and even Adira's friend from the marsh was there, looking high as fuck and ready to shed the blood of dark wolves. My eyes trailed to Azriel, he was worried. He kept pacing up and down, our eyes met, and he nodded to me. My eyes trailed to Chance, who was in a private discussion with Richard Tarion, and then Aspen and his mate, Janice, insisted on coming. She was one of the few ladies, alo
Wyatt " I'll be alright," I smiled to assure her. I carried her to the car, and she hugged me, crying again. Adira was emotional today. " Oh don't cry, my angel," I soothed her. " There are women there that need help. Please help them, Wyatt," I kissed her tender lips once more before closing the car door. I kissed my fingers and waved at her as the car slowly went up towards the tarmac. I wore my poker face and faced the wolves that were there. " We will invade in an hour," I informed everyone. Within an hour, every wolf was ready to fight to its death, to free our society from these terrorists. We were on the way to the main gates when I heard a landmine explosion. About five of our men scattered and fell to the ground with injuries. I should have known. Our expertise brought in detectors and removed every landmine in the area. " Jett, why wasn't this done earlier?" I growled. " We did, sir, they must have missed a few," he explained. His mind was everywhere. No wonde
Azriel Great fighters of the realm willingly followed King Wyatt to battle today. He was indeed greatly loved and respected, our champion and leader, and everyone swore to fight in his name because of his nobility and courage. The dark wolves were losing the battle, and it was their bodies lying dead on the ground, but something else caught everyone's attention. There was a single combat. The fight between Wyatt and Zion was simply remarkable, both were strong and fast. They were alphas of powerful blood, and even though Zion was way older than Wyatt and had dark magic that made him outstanding, Wyatt matched that strength and more. Everyone around stopped the fight to watch the two battles. They had venomous anger against each other. Wyatt was angrier, he wanted vengeance for what he did to Adira. " Oh, lord," a dark wolf general shivered, like everyone else, he was in awe at the fast fight in front of us. Their blood flew across the ground and there was a sense of melanchol
I must have fallen asleep because I woke up a few hours later. I was alone in bed and sweating. I exhaled and got out of bed, but my knees almost buckled, what the fuck. I managed to go to the bathroom and got into the shower. I stood under it and water streamed down on my body. I closed my eyes, thinking of all that has happened.I jumped when I felt hands on me and turned around abruptly. Wyatt squinted his eyes. " Baby, It's me, relax," he said. I've been tense since I came back, " Do you need to see someone?" " Hm?" " A specialist, lately things have been a bit hard for you," he said in a low tone, placing his forehead against mine. " Okay," I said. " I'll arrange something with a psychiatrist,"He massaged my tense shoulder and I felt him bend down to kiss my neck and I moaned in pleasure as my core clenched. His fingers went down my pussy and he massaged it. He got on one knee and put my leg over his shoulder, he kissed my inner thighs slowly and moved up. His soft kisses
AdiraWe were in the dungeons, looking at Zion as he whimpered on the floor, covered in blood. He looked pathetic, and weak, not at all powerful." Just get this over this, you won," he spat, blood splattering from his mouth. Wyatt took out a dagger." May you rot in hell," I said as Wyatt slit his throat several times. Zion's blood streamed down, and an awful sound came from him. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't, I wanted to see and make sure he was dead. He finally stopped struggling and Wyatt looked back at me." Now, I'm all dirty," he mumbled, unamused. His clothes and face were covered in blood. I grimaced, and a guard brought him a towel with which he wiped his face." What do we do with the body?" Jett asked." Burn him," I shrugged my shoulders.I linked my arm to my mate and we left the dungeon. We went back to the palace where Wyatt changed into fresh clothes. I was sitting in front of the mirror, admiring my beautiful mark." Ready?" Wyatt asked. I nodded after I finis
AdiraI was wearing a creamy white dress with a low back, and my hair was pinned in a hairdo but some of it was falling out, but it was alright. I liked it. It didn't have to be perfect because nothing in life is, everything has flaws. Getting into my heels, I breathed in and descended the stairs, meeting my grandfather in the main hallway of the chapel. He smiled at me and I felt tears in my eyes." You're beautiful," he said, linking our arms." Everyone's ready," Leila whispered, smiling at me, " And the groom is anxious,"The music started, indicating for us to go in, and I inhaled again as we took a step inside. The chapel was captivating, with a high vaulted ceiling, and rich ornamentation. The atmosphere was perfect for this important occasion.Everyone got to their feet, bowing as we walked in the candlelit aisle. My mate was standing next to the officiator, next to Aspen, Jett, and Azriel, his best men. They looked extremely handsome in their tuxedos.My bridesmaids; Monique,
Tender memories, once upon a night, welled up in the lonely heart of a man. It was late in the evening. He came in front of the house with an air of mystery. Its interior was elaborately ornamented with a feminine touch. A faint light revealed this. He made no deliberate attempt to move up the stairs to the front door, but he waited a while.His heart was full of deception and he would not trust it nor would he allow its sublime strength to whelm him. Why was he here? maybe because he could not brook the weakness of running away from a woman’s truth.Her name was Danielle. Three days earlier, she had taken him to the scenery of the grandest view. They had made their way up a hilltop. The fresh smell of green flora was enlivening their senses. It was that time of the day when the sky was atPeace and the gentle weakening sun could be seen cutting quietly through the gathering clouds.They both settled on the bare ground, facing each other. She had faith in bringing him here. He had look
Ethan squared his shoulders, regaining his composure. “I have been insulted enough for the day by strangers and I certainly won’t condone it from a lady,” She came a bit closer as if assessing his eyes. “Are you lost?”“No, not that it concerns you but I know exactly where I am” “Sure you do” she added with a tone thick with sarcasm. She studied him a little more and cleared her throat, she said “I think we’ve started on the wrong island, my name’s Kate,” She reached out. “I am one who preferred not to be bothered this time of the night.”“Ouch, that was rude,” she replied mockingly, “If you weren’t so damned cute, I would have let your three little friends harass you”“You know the people who were following me?” “Not that it concerns you, but you should thank me. I could smell your fear from a mile away.” She said. “You really shouldn’t be moving this late if you’re going to punch like that.” “I am not going to be counseled by a woman who also happens to be walking alone” “I