. I watched as the bloodixed together, almost violently might I add. I didn't know how to feel at this moment, this would ether be our beginning or our end and it was actually very scary, I wanted to be with August, I didn't want anybody else and I prayed that everything went well. I closed my eyes when it got to a point, not wanting to see what the outcome was, I could feel that August was tense next to me but he tried not to show it, I could feel it though. You could say that was the perks of being mate, the ability to feel when each other is in distress. I'm sure he could also feel mine. Everybody held their breath and I started hearin noises, like sounds coming out of the mouth of some people. Slowly, so slowly, I opened my eyes to see what was going on. And I moved my eyes towards the golden cup that laid on the wide table that was set on the stage. Thank goodness, it was green. I could not help the smile that blossomed on y face at that moment, August turned me towards him
I was hot all night, so fucking hot. I had to go and change my dress to what Layla got for me earlier this week. She told me that I'll need it because of the after party, right now I was wearing a short gown, with thigh high stockings, with boots. It had to be simple. I didn't want to dress like I was richer than the people of the pack, I wasn't basically, August was the one rich and if it was up to him, I would be dressed in gold right now. But I just wanted to relate more with the pack members. The short gown I wore brought out the curves of my body so well that I could feel August's look on my face through out. His eyes burned with hunger and intensity. I don't know, it was like I could feel his own lust in my body, I knew his gaze was going along with everything I was doing. Including when Layla and I were dancing. I was so fucking turned on, and he didn't even touch me yet. I've been talking to a lot of alphas that came from neighbouring packs. There was this particular one t
Her pussy clenches around my finger and I need more. I shove another finger inside her, wedging it in next to the first. And with my other hand, I undo my zipper. The plan was to steal her underwear, touch her until she got wet, then leave her wanting more. But that plan was out the window long before I felt just how soaked her pussy was for me. Now that I have her juices running down my fingers… Azalea leans her weight back into me. I pull my hips back, giving myself space to wedge my dick out of my pants without undoing my belt. With my jacket blocking my actions to one side, and her skirt blocking my actions from the front, I only have to worry about anyone passing by on our exposed left side. Because if anyone looks too closely, and sees any part of Azalea’s ass, I’ll have to end them. I push my fingers deeper and press my palm against her clit as I start to stroke my cock. The feel of her slippery slit under my fingers making me painfully hard. “Is that it, Baby? Just one t
I still can't believe that August did that in public. Right in front of people, what if they had caught us? I didn't care what would have happened if they had seen us then. I only cared about getting to the high that only August could give me. It was filthy; the more I thought about it, the more I didn't know how I felt about it. Was I slut? Was that why I couldn't control myself and probably told him to stop? Oh my goodness, the moment he came, he brought me inside and cleaned me up before he went back out. The fucked up part was that I still wanted him; it wasn't enough; I needed to talk to someone; I was losing my mind, and I wasn't sure he felt anything near the way I was feeling. It was basically like I was going mad, and I needed to do something about that; everything was fucked up. He came back inside, and we both looked at each other for a while before he locked the door and started stripping. I cleared my throat, not wanting to make things awkward. “So, how is the party
I decided to take a long shower to think about the whole werewolf situation I was in. I locked the door behind me to take this moment for myself because I knew that August might want to come in and join me. I missed my dad, I thought as I was about to get into washing myself properly. Cool air swirls around me, a breeze flowing past the pulled back curtain, and I turn my head to find August stepping into my small shower.The sight of his naked body in the light forces me to pause and take him in. No matter how confused I might be about this situation, there’s no question that he’s something to behold. He’s built like a… well, like a warrior. Or maybe a soldier of old. Hard muscles and scarred flesh. Strength and violence twisted together into a formidable adversary. He’s hard where I’m soft. Tough where I’m not. And if I could ever afford to go to therapy, I’m sure I’d be able to unpack these feelings of insecurity. But since that’s not in the cards, I’ll just have to trust the
“If you keep rubbing on my skin like that, we might not get the chance to join the party again.” My voice came out light as I spoke the words in my mind. He had finished washing me up, but he was still using his hands to rub gently on my ass. His hard dick was pressed to my pelvic bone, and I wondered how much control he had. “You still want to join the party?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.“Of course. The party is being thrown to welcome me into the pack, even though a lot of them still hate me.” “Don't say that, baby, they'll learn to love you as long as I remain the alpha.” I needed the reassurance, and it came out in a gentle tone, but I could still that insecure part of me provoking unrelentingly.“Exactly! As long as you remain the alpha. If something were to happen to you today, that would be the end of me.” Tears pricked my eyes at the thought. I suddenly felt a rush of emotions and I couldn't hold it back. I wish I wasn't human, maybe then would they have loved me bett
It didn't make sense, none of it did. Azalea was human, she wasn't supposed to be experiencing heat periods. But every symptom she was having was pointing towards it. Neediness, hot skin, heightened senses, the sweet smell she was radiating. Even I was trying my best to keep my wolf at bay. “No, you have to be mistaken. In case you're forgetting I'm human August, I'm fucking human!” The frustration in her voice was very evident and I could feel every ounce of it. “You need to get out of this place. Every wolf in here would be drawn to you because of it.”“I'm human! I'm not a wolf! I can't experience heat!” She was getting hysterical and I just had to hug her to keep her at bay. Even to my ears, it didn't sound believable, but that was the only explanation to it. I turned her around in an attempt to walk her back into our room, but a sudden ruckus erupted in the air. The party became chaotic, bodies colliding as people screamed and scattered. The air was thick with the scent of s
“Hmmm..” A groan racked through my chest and throat as I slowly came back to reality. I woke with a sharp sting at the base of my neck, a searing pain that made my vision blur and my breathing uneven. The sensation was raw, like I had just been struck by a hot knife. My hand instinctively shot up to the spot, trembling fingers brushing against the raised, tender skin where the mark stood.And then the memory came flooding back. Flashes of Gray pinning me down against my own will and sinking his teeth into my neck. The suffocating scent of him overpowering the one of the wolf truly made for me made my stomach twist in disgust. I couldn't do anything, I felt weak and helpless under his hold. I pressed harder against the wound, as if I pressed hard enough the mark would vanish, but all I succeeded in doing was making the pain sharper. Tears pricked the corners of my eyes.The air was mixed with unfamiliar scents. Damp earth, the musk of wolves I didn’t know, and the faint metallic ta
The world around me blurred into the background as I stared at the dead man. It couldn't be right? I blinked, once, twice, praying that my eyes were deceiving me.But they weren’t. It was him.My breath caught in my throat, a strangled gasp that I couldn’t suppress. My grip on August's hand tightened as if I was holding on to the only thing that kept me standing. I felt my knees weaken, threatening to give way beneath me, but I tried to remain on my feet, I couldn't fall.The clearing went silent, the murmurs of the crowd fading into nothingness. All I could hear was the pounding of my heart, and I feared August could hear them too. Oh God this cannot be real….His face—God, his face. There was no mistake that bit was him, even despite how pale his face had gone, I still recognised him. Blood smeared on his skin, but it didn't matter anymore. That was Andrew, a close colleague of my father. I had known Andrew literally all my life and he was just like an uncle to me. Seeing him here
The graves were half-dug, the shovels resting upright in the mounds of wet sand. The bones lay on makeshift biers, wrapped in white linen, to be burned and set away to sail.For days I felt the weight of sadness my lack members carried. Though their loved ones were missing for a very long time, but they came back not even in flesh but bones. The priestess’s voice droned on, empty words of comfort that did little to ease the ache we all shared. The place was silent, save for the voice of the priestess as we all stood in silence in respect to the dead ones.Then the sound came—heavy footsteps against gravel, cutting through the silence in the air.I didn’t need to turn to know who it was. His scent was enough to recognise him. I gritted my teeth in anger even before I turned to look in his direction.“What the fuck is he doing her!?” I asked no one in particular, letting the words bear my anger. He walked into the clearing, dragging behind him a sack. It looked heavy and I tried to gu
I tried to shake off the thoughts, tried to shake off the guilt, but I couldn't. Each step I took farther from the throne room only amplified my guilt. I lied, about the dead bodies and how I knew how they were killed…..but at least not where I had seen them before.For years I watched my father ravel on about a world I thought never existed until I was mated to one. I always thought he was somewhat insane and maybe the death of my mother out delusional thoughts in his head.I remembered a journal of my father I came across when I was seventeen. I was bored and alone at home and when I stumbled upon it, it was something I wanted to read.In it, he wrote down the stages of transformation of a wolf until it was fully covered in fur. Their deathly attacks, how and when they attack, what kills them and what strengthens them.Some pages described how he killed werewolves and they were exactly the same way the alphas' said their dead wolves died. I always thought it was some kind of fairy
The moment we stepped into the throne room, it was as if the weight of a hundred eyes fell on us, one so heavy it'd move the will of kings.The air was thick with tension, laced with the air of dominance and unspoken challenge that always accompanied gatherings like this. Alphas from every pack in our world sat at the table, their heads turning sharply as we entered.Immediately, I felt Azalea's hesitation. Her hand, tucked into the crook of my arm, trembled ever so slightly. I could feel her fear and nervousness from the mate bond, and I pulled her closer to myself in a quiet reassurance. To anyone else, she looked poised, her chin lifted just enough to feign confidence.“Calm your nerves baby, they're just like me.” I relayed through the mind link, and that seemed to work a bit.I straightened my shoulders, making a deliberate show of my authority as we moved toward the throne. My gaze swept the room, daring anyone to hold it for too long. The whispers began before we were settled i
I jolted awake, gasping for air as though I had been drowning. What the fuck was that!My chest heaved, and my heart thudded so loudly I could swear I was hearing it. Cold sweat trickled down my face even though the air in the room was cold. My trembling hands were on my thumping chest as images of the dream flashed through my eyes.“Are you okay?” August's voice seeped into my ears as his arms wrapped around my naked body. I closed my eyes, trying to will away the fear that had crawled up my heart. “Baby…” he called again, but I was too far gone into trying to convince myself that my father was somewhere in the human world and far from Gray's clutches, to answer him.“Azalea?” This time I answered him with a quiet ‘hm’ as I turned to look at him.“What's going on? What happened? You had a nightmare?” “It's worse than a nightmare, August.” My voice came out quiet and almost shake as I ran my hand through my hair, getting it out of my face for a second.August scooped closer, pla
“Is something wrong?” I asked, still holding the toast in my hand. “Your neck…” she muttered, still staring at the spot. “What happened to my neck? Is there something on my skin? Is it bad?” I questioned, touching the skin there. “I thought you had two marks there.”“Yeah…. What happened?”“I can't see the other mark,” she said, she shrugged her shoulders as she took her gaze off my neck. “Really? Which mark? Are you sure?* I touched my neck like I could see it before picking my phone off the table. I unlocked it and tapped on the camera, opening the front one. My face came into display and immediately I turned my neck towards where the camera was. Right were Gray's mark was supposed to be, I couldn't see anything. I brought the camera closer to take a closer look and that was when it became a bit clear. It was still there, but it had faded like it was never there. “Oh my God….. the mark Gray forcefully placed on me is fadingggg.” I squealed in excitement as I examined the mark
My breath caught in my throat as his hands roamed my body. For the first time in days, I felt completely alive, like I was burning out from the inside and I wanted the fire to consume me more. My body responded perfectly to his, vibrating at his touch and dripping from its intensity. I could barely feel my lips from how hard he was kissing me but I didn't care as long as he had his tongue down my throat.“Fuck, Azalea… I've missed you so much.” He groaned out the words as he detached his lips from mine, attacking my neck. “We're not in our room yet, baby, anyone can walk in on us.” I cautioned, looking around in the hallway to be sure no one was there. We were just a few steps away from our room, but August didn't need just a few steps to rip my dress off my body. “Who fucking cares? I make the rules here and I can't wait to have you.” I gave up trying to convince him otherwise. If he say he doesn't care then he doesn't, there was no convincing him otherwise. His hands travelled
“I should give you accolades for finding us here, but you don't deserve it. After all, you were offered help.” Gray's voice boomed into my ears as he eyed the guard I had taken into custody days back. He laid on his floor, his life and head detached from his body.“He disappointed me. With all his pride, you'd think he has tolerance.” Gray gnashed his jaw in anger at the hint of how much torture I put his guard through. “Where's Azalea?” His angry face slowly lifts to a prideful glare. My eyebrows dipped into a frown and I instantly knew I wouldn't like the next words that would leave his mouth.“I certainly do not hate to announce it to you that she no longer wants you. She has tasted a dick better than yours.” Anger burned aggressively in my veins and I could think of nothing but to tear him apart. “So why is she not here to tell me herself?” “I guess she got tired of seeing your disgusting face.” “I know Azalea very well to know you're filled with nothing but bullshit. You'
“Get up.” The lady said to me in an impatient tone as she picked out the first in the tent. I ignored her, too drained of energy to move a muscle.“I'm not talking to a deaf person, am I?” She spoke again, glaring at me under her gaze. “Is this how you all are?” I asked in a very low voice. “What nonsense are you saying?”“You wolves, is this how harsh and aggressive you all are? Or this pack just has it specially buried in their blood?”“I have no time for the nonsense you're spitting. The alpha asked me to get you ready and that's what I'm here for. So get up or I'll go tell him that you're throwing a tantrum.”“Prepare me for what? Are we moving again?” The thought of moving further from August alarmed me and for the first time since whose walked into the tent I was interested in what she had to say. “Stop asking me stupid questions and just stand up.” She grabbed me roughly by the arm, pulling me forward. The chains binding me pulled me back painfully, and I cried in pain.“Y