VENITA:Landon cornered me against the piano. “What are you doing? This doesn't look like dancing." “I'm doing something I’ve wanted to do the whole night,” he said before he swooped in and pressed his lips to mine. "I've wanted to devour you the whole night," he confessed.I made a small sound of protest and pushed him back with unnatural strength. “I...We...” I stammered. Why was I freaking out now that it came to the moment of fulfilment? All night I have been practically undressing him with my eyes. Why was I backing out? Landon moved closer, his hands on either side of me, trapping me against the piano. He gently pushed me to sit on the edge of it. “I want you,” he pressed his lower body against me. “I’ve had a damn hard-on from the moment I saw you,” he ground his erection against me, making me gasp. I opened my mouth to protest, but he silenced me by slanting his lips against mine. He grabbed my waist and pressed our bodies together. “You can’t wear a dress like that and exp
VENITA:His fingers ghosted over the scrap of black lace over my hips, tracing down to the straps that held the stockings up. Slipping his finger under one of the garters, he snapped it back gently. “I fucking love it,” he said before he backed me up against the plush white-gray couch. “Ooomph,” I panted as I fell down on the soft cushions. Landon got on his knees, his eyes hungry as he looked up at me. “What are you…oh!” I moaned as his fingers yanked my panties aside and began to massage my damp nether lips. “Landon!” I arched my back as he slipped a finger inside of me. “You’re so wet,” he said, pushing one more finger inside of me. “So ready for me…” He reached down, unzipped his pants and took out his cock. He gripped the shaft, fisting it tight. “Please, Landon…” I moaned, my body tightening as his thumb brushed over my clit. I sat up in a jolt. “I need you inside me now. I have waited for this. Dreamt about it countless times.” “Patience,” he soothed, as he slowed down his
LANDON:So many rules shattered for Venita – things I never imagined myself doing. Firstly, bringing any girl to my Alpha mansion, let alone to my room. I was known as a notorious heartbreaker, but none of my previous flings had ever stepped into the interior of my room. Yet, here I was with Venita, having experienced the best intimacy of my life. Secondly, I had never introduced anyone to my pack, not even Mirage. Our relationship evolved without formalities or introductions. Lastly, I found myself willing to make adjustments to accommodate Venita. She stirred up emotions in me, even making me feel jealous when Jason visited with a bouquet. I considered snapping his neck, but I refrained to avoid ruining a beautiful moment.After cleaning her up, she buried her face in the pillows, her cheeks ablaze as if someone had vigorously rubbed pepper on them. “Are you angry that I bled?”She was like a baby with the body of an adult. I gathered her into my arms, pressing my face into her neck
LANDON:“Mine. Mine,” my wolf growled in happiness.I was startled from my sleepy state by the low growl. I looked down at Venita, sleeping deeply in my arms, her face buried in my chest. She looked so peaceful and beautiful and soft. My inner wolf kept approving without hesitation and I felt the animal settle in contentment. I couldn’t get enough of her luscious body, and sex with Venita was a hundred times better than however I imagined it. She never seem to mind, and was just as eager as me. Recalling the countless rounds we went just this night was mind-blowing. After the first time, we napped for a bit, sated for the moment. However, when I woke up an hour or two later with Venita's soft ass pressed up against me, and I was instantly erect. She wiggled her butt against me, sighing softly and I thought she was still asleep. When she grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs, I knew she was as awake and eager as I was. It was easy enough to slip into her from behind and rock
VENITA:I thought that one time, one night with Landon would be enough to slake my thirst, but I was wrong. It only sparked the flame, and one night wouldn’t be enough. It made me crave him more. I was insatiable."I had a good time," I murmured as I stepped into his arms. We were standing by the car he had ordered to take me home as Landon insisted on walking me to the garage and then going back to handle a few things before coming back. I felt a little better, not having to do the walk of shame in my dress by myself, though Landon assured me there was nothing to be ashamed of. He wasn't the only one who reeked of sex and blushed uncontrollably. With how nosy his pack members seem to be, I'm confident that they were already gossiping about seeing me. I didn't care though.After breakfast, we lounged around in bed, watched some TV, and just enjoyed each other’s company. As I watched him shave and get dressed, I had this dreaded feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to touch him,
VENITA:I had a rough night, constantly thinking about the content of the note. I barely kept my focus together to entertain Sasha. I also made sure to avoid Landon, leaving very early for work so I didn't have to run into him.If his orders were carried out, I would have little to nothing to do for real back at the office. I drove to the company, and as I pulled into a parking spot, the hairs on the back of my neck prickled. “What the hell?” I scratched at my neck. I slid out of the car, and a dreaded feeling came over me. It was like I was being watched, but I looked around me. The parking lot was empty. Must be imagining things, I shrugged, trying to push that strange feeling to the back of my head. As I entered my office, the scent of roses hit my nose. “Your boyfriend sent those,” Peter quipped as he popped up behind me. I jumped back in surprise, but I really should have expected it. He was the only person who was so friendly with me. No one else. “What boyfriend?” I dryly ask
LANDON:I was going over the gruesome documents and videos that I had been shown. Somehow, the activities before have been long financed by my company without my knowledge. My company had expanded into experiments and pharmaceuticals. Kidding right? I wish I was."How come I didn't know about this for a long time? How can such an activity happen right under my nose and nobody knew?" I was turning red from anger, wishing I could really snap someone's neck right now. How could I forgive myself? This so-called extension was responsible for generating the virus outbreak that killed my pack members. There were documents fabricated, showing extensively how I have been involved from the beginning, pictures and videos showing numerous times I surveyed a ghost program I knew nothing about."Landon, we've been investigating and this is where it led us. No more leads. It's so difficult for anyone who sees this not to believe that you're involved with this activity.""For one, we never got invol
VENITA:"Did he just end the call on me?" I loudly huffed. The audacity of that man. He owns me and every aspect of my life.Sasha was out of the bathroom in no time and I got her ready for bed. We tried our best to stay out of Emily's way. She was acting like a sore bitch and I couldn't handle that. Landon had already annoyed me enough. It would take less than nothing for me to go off should she get on my bad side.Thankfully, the night soon swallowed us and we gave into it with my brain constantly searching for ways to show Landon that I couldn't be owned.The next day came and the day after that with Landon still not back. I also noticed that Grey, Cross and Dr. Grant were nowhere to be found. Alexander and Brighton pestered me like a housefly feeding on a meal. They took turns to drive me to work; while one was with me, the other would be with Sasha. No matter how I tried to fight them off, they insisted as instructed by Landon. I pitied the poor boys because I didn't want them to
VENITA:Things with Landon have been...different. Although having him back changed a lot of things, for one, Sasha starting to talk again, he zoned off most of the time. Each time he was in that state and I found him, he quickly recollected himself. As much as I would love more vacation days, Landon didn't allow that. He went back to work after beating the crap out of Jason and handing him over to the cops. Landon, as always didn't let any of his betrayers go free. He rounded them up and imprisoned them while he thought of a suitable punishment. Surprisingly, he submitted himself to his pack. More like asking for forgiveness. Something Landon Kurt hardly did. It felt great seeing this side of him. He was more level-headed. I guess that was what happens when you have a near-death experience.Here he was dragging me to an unknown location. It was so beautiful to have him back."Just tell me where we are headed. This blindfold is killing me," I nagged."We're here," he announced almost
LANDON:"Wow," I exclaimed as I made another mark on the glass, making know that I had been here for exactly ninety-one days. I have run out of everything and even hibernating wouldn't help. I threw a disgusted glance over what had served me for the last ninety-one days. Nothing was left of it except bones which were beginning to dry up.When I went back to the building, Dr. Grant had lazily gotten up, dragging me to the box that held Venita. He shut it before I could fight him off and the next thing I saw was a shockwave bringing everything down and burying us in the ground. Apparently, the box had been designed also to withstand such a blast, and around the building had a ticking bomb and a manual controller which the sicko head had activated."Of there's no evidence, then, they won't have a case," he coughed out before smiling. "My work is done. Now, I can die in peace. However, more of us will stand up in generations to come to fight against your kind. Our story would be told," he
VENITA:Before I left for my appointment with Jason, I headed to Landon's to check on things. Yes, Lanson's house. I took a few of our things and moved back there since it gave me a sense of security. With the situation, Sasha was in no shape to go back to school so, she only had her therapist and Cross training her. Cross strengthened security as he wouldn't take chances having almost died."She still hasn't said anything?" I asked Cross. Mr. Grumpy was more kind and interactive with me after he woke up from a two-day coma."She hasn't. Should we get a speech specialist to make sure they didn't do anything to her vocal cords back at that crazy lab?" He was sweaty, panting, having just come out from their last session which lasted an hour.Running my hand through my hair, "I think it's more of a psychological damage than physical because she spoke to me when we came out of the lab. She only stopped speaking once she was taken to the hospital," I explained."Let's give it time. The who
VENITA:Three months after...It has been exactly three months since we got rescued. Three months of grief and loneliness. Three months of having to stay strong not knowing if Landon was out there somewhere. I pray he was. My heart shattered every time I thought about him. My nights were terrible whenever memories of the blast came wrapping arms around me.I stepped up in so many things despite my loss. As the doctors said, my pup couldn't be saved. For the first month, all I did was lie down and cry. I refused to eat or even entertain communication of any sort. I pushed my limits, forcing Leah to search in every corner within me if my pup was still there. She always apologized that it wasn't. I lost my pup and then Landon. Things would never be the same.Since I was wheeled to the emergency room and all attempts to save my pup failed, Sasha has refused to speak. She was assigned to a therapist whom she wouldn't say a word to. I kept in touch with Peter and the companies, he was the a
VENITA:Barely able to get off the floor and into the car to drive off despite my lightheadedness, the building that my mate had run back into went up in flames.Boom! was the shattering sound that pierced my ear and sent our car off balance. I couldn't comprehend what had happened. The whole building came down. There was no way anything could come out of that place.I held Sasha by the waist as she cried out, "Daddy!" unbuckling her seatbelt, in an attempt to run out of the car. We had somehow ended up close to a massive gate. Despite the explosion that shook the entire place, we were now facing uncountable angry-looking masked men taking powerful strides toward us.This was finally the end for us. Cross was out and Sasha couldn't take on those countless guys for sure. As for myself, I was in no shape to help in any way. If only a miracle could save us.The world erupted in chaos as the deafening sound of another blast echoed through the air. Sasha, Cross, and I were still confined
LANDON:Even though we were lost in battle, Sean was, for the first time making plans about my future. It was funny because it didn't care whether I would survive this moment to fulfill that expectation. All it wanted was clarity of the path ahead."Sean shut the fuck up and stop whining in my head. I need to concentrate. You're not even helping as I'm fighting with my human strength. So, please, zip it!" I scolded, punching another guy in his stomach."Don't shush me. If I hadn't answered you, you wouldn't even have seen the human strength to fight with. So, be grateful to me," he retorted.Meanwhile, Sasha was leading the frontline of battle. She was fierce and intimidating. She hadn't fully transformed and still exacted such power. If she fully transforms, she was going to be a war goddess. Yet, I knew that I was going to get her all the help that she needed. There was no way I was going to make my baby comfortable with this life of chaos. She was a princess and her mother, a Queen
VENITA:The scorching pain by the side of my stomach was unbearable. I had no clue what had been done to me. Oh, my baby. My pup. Forgive me for being such a weakling. I couldn't muster the strength to save any of us.While I battled with my thoughts, an unsuspecting commotion broke out. "Sasha!" I called out. My daughter had been injected with something. If the substance was making Dr. Grant panic, I had every reason to be beyond worried.In seconds, Landon had snapped the rest of his binds with his already-freed hand. He crouched, carrying Sasha in his hands. I saw his mouth moving but couldn't hear him. The box was soundproof. His expression went pale and I saw his veins pulsing from anger.Before Thronesman could say another word, Landon dropped Sasha onto the floor choking Thronesman. He began to punch him uncontrollably on his torso before throwing him at the group of doctors, shivering in a corner.Grant shot me a displeased look, dropping everything he was doing to step out
LANDON:Seeing your whole world in boxes, reduced to nothing kills a part of you. Despite constantly falling unconscious because of what was being done to me, I reached deep within me to a place of darkness to keep me awake. When I looked around, I growled so loud that the doctor who had been injecting something into me cowered in fear. "You love the beautiful sight, don't you?" Thronesman's annoying voice rang in my ears, causing me to glare at him. I scratched and clawed toward his direction but the binds kept me in place.My mate and daughter were being tortured in my presence along with my pup who I wasn't sure was still okay yet, I couldn't lift a finger. Was this really the end for me? I always thought my death would have witnessed a happier ending compared to this sad and condescending one."Don't worry, I'm not a monster to hurt a child. Moreover, we need her more than we need you two," Thronesman informed me. The was a clicking sound and Sasha bonded on a crucifix with barbe
VENITA:When I woke up, my head felt heavy and my throat felt dry. Trying to open my eyes, the light blinded me and I winced in discomfort. The room smelled like chemicals and I couldn't even move myself. Blinking hard, I started to feel my body once more. There were beeping machines and a hand on my body like something was being drawn on it.I heard a grunt almost directly above me as someone freed one of my wrists to use a hand to tightly grip my hair. I winced from the sudden pain and reached to try and pry the hand away when another hand grabbed my wrist and held it against the bed. “I’m almost done,” a low, rapturous voice said. “What’s going on?” I asked suddenly feeling a steady, constant pressure against my stomach. The hand that was burrowed into a fist of my hair tightened. A few more thrusts followed, and then the sound of a disappointed, loud moan, punctuated by something warm started to run down the side of my stomach. The hands released my hair and wrist, and I quickly s