Poor Apple. Poor Sly. They both deserve so much better than this. But love can be hard and imperfect in a flawed world.
[Apple]His gentle hands set me down on the bed and I feel cherished. His eyes never leave mine as he pulls his shirt off in a rush, some of his buttons breaking in the process, bounding off and landing around us like raindrops.I sigh at the sight of him, his muscles gleaming and hard, the small patch of hair that curls between his breasts inviting my touch. He's always been lovely to me. The first time I saw I thought he was the most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on. Irresistible. Doesn't he realize that I crave him just as much as he craves me?"I'm sorry, Apple," he apologizes again as he removes his pants and kneels on the bed, completely bare except for his manhood, which I can see pressing tight against his boxers. "This isn't how it should be."The smell of his sweet musk enlivens my senses. I want him. Even in pain as I am, I want him. And I tell him this as I struggle to turn towards him. "Love me, Sly. Please." Carefully he peels back what remains of my clothing. It st
[Sylvester]I have never felt so content, so whole and so terrified at the same time. As I curl up next to her, placing my face against her healing mark as I pull her into my arms, a cord of connection snaps tightly between us and I know that she is mine forever. Mine. I never want to leave this room. Leaving means dealing with reality. And I'm just not ready to do that yet. I want to stay here, lying next to her, bathing in our combined scent. "Her scent is much stronger now," Rufus remarks. "Almost wolflike."He isn't wrong. If I didn't know better, I'd say she was a wolf, not a witch. Hopefully, that will help me hide the truth from the pack."What if she is more than just a witch?" Rufus suggests. "What if there is more to our mate than just one side?""What you're suggesting would be even worse," I snarl scolding him for even insinuating that she might be something truly taboo, something that could get us both outcasted. "This is already complicated enough.""But if...what if
[Apple]When I roll over this morning, Sly is still where I left him. I know he must have moved at some point because he's now wearing clothing and smiling smugly although his eyes are closed as if he is having a peaceful dream. I try to pull myself free from his grasp and his eyes snap open. "Where are you going," he growls playfully as he nibbles my ear, his hardness pressing against my backside. "No...nowhere..." I chuckle nervously as he pounces, pulling me by the hips until I'm underneath him again. "That's right," he bites his way down my neck. "Not until I'm done, Little Snack." "What are you doing," I protest as he licks a trail to my breast. "I'm not food!" "Oh but I think you are," he lifts one of my legs, parting my lower lips with his fingertips. "My delicious caramel apple. So juicy and sweet."I want to tell him he can't just eat me whenever he wants, but I lose my train of thought when his teeth find my clit. I'm too busy moaning his name to think about scolding hi
[Apple]I have never been so nervous before. "Calm, Luna," Beta Rudy places his hand on mine and I feel a wave of peace through our beta bond, relaxing my anxiety. Rudy's always had a calming presence, but now that I'm fully mated to his alpha, his effect on me is amplified. He smiles, knowing what I am thinking. It must be a "werewolf thing". Now that I'm bonded to Sly, I'm discovering a lot more "werewolf things." happening with me and my body. I didn't realize that deepening my relationship with Sly would be a catalyst to becoming something else. I know that he marked me to save my life, but am I still me? Is this a wolf thing, or is it because I'm a witch mated to a wolf?Whatever is happening to me, I need to figure it out soon. I need to talk to Hazel, but I am afraid to see her since I ditched Hawthorne and then fell into bed with Sly. Or maybe the witch who helped heal me, Grandmother Araminta. How do I find her? Maybe Rudy knows?I open my mouth to say something when I hear
[Apple]I have no idea where I am going. All I know is that I need to get away from this place. I am feeling hot and gross all at the same time. Usually, I love the way Sly makes me feel on the outside, but the way he just made me feel on the inside has left me feeling dirty. "He's just trying to protect you," the voice inside of my head urges. "You should give him a bit of grace. He loves you.""He barely knows me!" I shout to nobody in particular. "If he did know me, he'd have never done that to me!""You're both still learning about one another," the voice is a bit stronger and I start to wonder why I'm arguing with myself. I must look like a crazy person. When I look up I am standing next to a pier. Crescent City is a coastal town, but I didn't realize the stage was this close to the water. It's calm here. Meditative. I can see jellyfish bobbing just beneath the surface the water is so clear. We are fortunate here in Crescent City. Neither witches nor wolves do well in polluted s
[Sylvester]It is taking all of my strength not to run out the door, sweep her into my arms, and kiss her into submission. I breathe in, count to five, and breathe out letting my body settle and my arms relax. She told me not to follow her. Another deep breath in. And out. And in again. This is stupid. Of course, I'm going to follow her. Swinging open the door, I jump back. A tall, leggy female blocks my path as if she were guarding the door. Her predatory smile glows brightly as she pushes her way into the room, placing her arms against my chest while as I stand stunned she reaches up and pulls me into a kiss as she presses her tight body, barely bound in her dress against mine.Alexis. Her jasmine and honeysuckle stench is more cloying than usual as she presses me against the walls, her legs coming up to the side to pin me in place. It's as if she bottled her essence and bathed in it. As she stalks forward it is so overpowering that it warps into something both twisted and wrong
[Apple]Thorne raises an eyebrow, his eyes pitying. "Is it that hard for you to guess why a beast like him would treat you so poorly?" turning towards me his hand reaches out to touch my face. "You are too good for him, Apple." Thorne leans in and breath catches."You know," he brushes aside one of my hairs. "Our powers grow as we explore our bodies more fully. The more in touch we are with the elements, with our world, and with one another, the deeper our bond to the Goddess and her bounty." He licks his lips. Suddenly the air between us feels thick and heady. What is this game between us? Are we friends or something else?"When witches come of age, it is tradition for us to go out in the world and experience as much as we can through all of our senses," he explains. "Witches need to FEEL, Apple. They need to touch and be touched."He trails a finger along the outside of my arm and it tingles, not unlike the feeling I get from my mate bond to Sly. "Thorne," my voice is shaking. "Wh
[Apple]I shut the elevator before he could follow me in, unswayed by the bellowing roar as he pounds on the elevator doors. He can sit in the basement and rot for all I care. Her smell is all over him. Swallowing down bile, I rush into the room we've been sharing and begin to gather my things in large handfuls and shove them into my backpack.I signed a contract. I made a deal to be his Luna and save his pack. And then I made the foolish mistake of letting my heart and my hormones get the better of me."Aggh! Stupid Apple," I don't know why I believed he'd be different than any other man. As soon as I didn't live up to what he needed, he tossed me aside for her. The door slams behind me and I jump. Chosing to ignore him as he marches towards me, I continue to pack. "Where do you think you're going?" He demands, coming up behind me to seize my arm and turn me to face him. "You leaving to be with that witch?""Where I go is my concern," I shout back, my heart beating wildly, accelera