AdiraThe mark on my neck was burning, and I was throwing up constantly now. " I'm scared," Rachel cried, touching me but her touch brought me pain. The door opened and the man I loathed entered, Zion looked at me with disdain and grabbed my hair. " Your body is rejecting my mark," he shouted, his hands were shaking and I could tell that he wasn't at full strength. " You're hurting her!" Rachel shouted, pushing him away from me violently and he slapped her across her face. Angry, I stood up and grabbed Zion by the throat, digging my claws into his skin and blood streamed down. He growled and hit me with his knees in my stomach, making me fall back and Rachel caught me. " Are you alright?" she asked, glaring at Zion. " Yes, are you?"" I'm good," "Come with me, the sorcerer needs to know why your fucking body is rejecting my mark!" he grabbed my arm and dragged me into an empty room. He pushed me against the wall and I held it for support, I was weak. " What are you doing?! Can't
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
A year went by without Ethan, and it was torture for Kate, she had cried thousands of times and she thought her tears would run dry but she was wrong. She didn't know how the love of her life was doing except he was alive thanks to Azriel, she was grateful to have him by her side. " What did the butler say?" " He found out where they are holding him and we can go rescue him with a few of my warriors," he informed me and I smiled, going to hug him and he hugged me back. " Thank you, Azriel," I cried, pulling away from him. I didn't know what I'd do without him and I'll forever be grateful that I ran into him in that bar. " When are we going?" " Tomorrow," he informed. I was restless the whole day, we were waiting for night to come to invade the hunters and the next day, I was at the border of the Diamond pack before everyone arrived. The journey to Creek Fall town was two hours but most of them had shifted in their wolf form and I rode in the car with Azriel. Kate's heart was thu
The past two weeks were blissful for Kate and Ethan, they spent most of their time in each other's arms or watching vampire movies. " Do you do that too?" he asked as they watched a vampire movie, stifling a chuckle and she elbowed him in the gut. He grunted. " Why are they sparkling like that though," Kate murmured in wonder. She couldn't watch anymore so she stood up, deciding to stretch her legs for a while and it had been long since she went out to hunt. " I'm going to hunt," she sighed, wearing a coat. Ethan stood up and pulled her towards him. " I thought you preferred my blood," he purred in her ear, making a shiver run down her back. He left kisses on her neck and purred but she managed to push him away. " I want to stretch," she said. He smiled at her and nodded, watching her leave the cottage. Ethan was feeling terrible for not telling Kate who he truly was but his wolf told him that vampires and werewolves repel each other. Ethan's heart hurt at the thought of losing K
“Am in a very bad mood and you should leave to save your skin,” Ethan warned.Detective Bradley took a step back, almost mentally placing his hand on the latch of his gun. He could see a murderous glee in the visage of his enemy, Ethan.“I have a few questions regarding that lady friend of yours,”“ I don't know anything about her, like I said, am in a very bad mood and don't want to answer questions,” he repeated, hoarsely and whisperingly. “If you don't leave, am going to have to hurt you,” Ethan emphasized, trying to avoid eye contact, he was struggling with his inner wolf to maintain control as he wanted to take over and rip the detective to pieces. “I don't give a fuck ass what mood you're in. We can have this conversation out here or we can take it to the station.,” he replied, “It's your move mate”Ethan said nothing, he just remained placidly still.“Are we going to have a problem?” he asked again, readying to use brute force“ Please, go,” he struggled, sweat forming on his t
It was a pleasant night for Ethan but, as always, she was gone when he woke up. Leaving his office, he decided to leave his car and walk on foot. He was beginning to find a sinister satisfaction in these forbidden hours of the night. He hurried to the side of the street. The rain had just stopped and the sideways were still moisture-laden and the neon lights of the dry bar across the street glowed irritably across the range of his vision. He folded his hands into a fist, gnarling and pissed at nothing in particular. He stood there a moment and gazed fixedly at the strange gathering of the night colors in the air. He needed to hit something. It was the only logical thing to do. It was the only thing that felt like it would calm his restless soul. And maybe it was going to take the pain away. He stopped, feeling intense pain all over his body. He breathed in and started to walk, ignoring the pain earlier, but it started again. His heart was beating erratically and he stopped, touch
THE YEAR 1895 The gentle luster of his eyes lifted to the burning noon sun through the small window. Mathias Icarius Montgomery leaned over and craned to see the outside world through the iron bars of the prison that held him. A cloud of dust flew in and then rushed into his eyes and he drew back irritably but quickly recovered to his earlier position at the window. His last moments of freedom were these. He had been accused of treason, and he was on death row, sentenced to be hanged the following day. The failing hope that now possessed his visage was owed to the thoughts of being in this state, unable to be with his ailing wife with child. He stood, relishing the pallid scene outside. The people, buried in the turmoil of the usual vending, filled the streets, stretched through every narrow gate and boulevard, and discharged into a stream of many, making their way to this pitiful scene. In the street swelled diatribes of profanities and muffled chanting and voices of other unfamil
This was it. This was the day that she was going to die. She knew that she had to pay the price for the only day that she could spend with Ethan. This was the price she had to pay. Her father got up in the same fashion, and he could see everything that was happening. The wind was loud and still violent and this wizard was not here for any kind bargain. Halomir stretched out his hand, wading it in the air, and she knew that no good thing was going to come out of this. She launched onto him and took him down. She was going to die, but not without a good fight first. She pinned him to the ground and loosed her fangs. Suddenly, he blew some powder in her eyes and she became blind momentarily. Black magic, this was black magic. She fell back, moaning. She was blind, she could not see. She could hear the wizard approaching where she stood, and again she made a second attempt, but he caught her in midair and lifted her from her neck with one hand. Not only did he make her weak, but he had
It was only a few hours into the night. There was no doubt in her mind that Detective Bradley Burke was going to do everything in his strength to make sure that she didn't see the light of day again. Kate seemed calm in her seat, there was no need to fight it yet, it would only make things worse. Detective Bradley Burke glared at her through the mirror. She was sitting in the back seat, “How did you do it?” he asked her. She looked up to meet his eyes. “How did you kill those people?” Did he want to know? She eased her gaze on him. She knew it was easy to compel him even through the glass, but she wouldn't want to do it just yet, because Ethan was probably soon to be involved, so she would let it play out naturally for now. She looked away, ignoring his question. “I am going to make sure that you are locked up for a very long time” he promised. “And I am going to get the truth out of you one way or another,” She immediately let out an involuntary chuckle that stroked Burke as an i
Kate was escorted outside the house by Ethan. He opened the car door for her, and she got into her car and began driving away. She could see him in her mirror, standing on the driveway, watching longingly with his beautiful eyes, and she immediately envisioned what it felt like when his lips were deep into hers. Her lips parted as she lost herself and tried to escape her wonderful reverie. What was happening to her? Was this what love felt like? Was it even possible that she could feel love? Finally, in the distance, he disappeared, and her heart skipped a beat, already missing him. Doing the impossible, meeting him in broad daylight was impossible. And even if magic could do it, a huge sacrifice would have to be paid to just be able to stand in the sun without being scorched to death. Yes, that's it, black magic. After a few hours of driving, she approached the trail leading directly to the castle. She stepped out of her car and treaded carefully there. She trudged up the hill a
Ethan’s house, lit from within, stood at the far end, close enough for her to watch. Kate could see his silhouette moving about in his bedroom, and she stood in silence, watching, soon to head directly there. She would have to explain why she was hurt and why she had come here. She braved another step, then immediately sensed a variant presence in his house. It was different from the female servants. She searched with her sharp eyes and finally confirmed the reason for her dissatisfaction. Nestled on the bed in his bedroom was a woman, Danielle. The window was wide open and everything was revealed. Kate had been the one to compel her to forget what happened when she was lost in the night. Kate had done this kindness to get Ethan to focus on everything but Danielle. Kate watched in wondrous suspense. Danielle was sitting in his massive white bed dourly, as if unsatisfied with something. That perfume she wore only meant trouble and Kate scowled, then hopelessly cowered, fearing the wo