VENITA:"He was present," Peter confirmed, injecting a hint of humor, "and trust him not to tolerate or promote an air of romance."I chuckled nervously. "Right. But Mr. Walsh's attitude isn't proper considering it's my workplace.""That's very true," Peter agreed, "but it's better to deal with him than constantly be close to Mr. Kurt's craziness."The journey back to the house was accompanied by the echoes of our conversation. As I approached the gates, memories of the recent encounter resurfaced. The transformation, the realization that they saw a wolf and not me momentarily distracted me from the panic that had grown. I should be fine.Pleasantries were exchanged at the gates and throughout my entrance into the house. I made my way to my room, the anticipation of what awaited me draining since it was unknown. The door creaked open, and I gasped at the sight before me.The room had undergone a profound transformation in my absence. It was as if someone had closed down a florist shop
VENITA:Landon didn't take no for an answer when Friday came. To show his seriousness, he had sent a ton of new outfits, added to the last ones he got me during our shopping spree.I sighed, looking at the two outfits on my bed. One was a drab gray pantsuit, all business-like but still appropriate for a family dinner or, pack dinner in this case. The other was a red, off-the-shoulder gown that had a mermaid skirt and a small train. I felt that was too busy for the occasion. The gray pantsuit was like armor, something that was cool and elegant and would never be mistaken as anything but an outfit. The red gown, on the other hand, was meant to tempt and tease and there were consequences to wearing it; creating the impression I was inappropriate for a first-time encounter.Landon was sexy and handsome. He set me on fire. I was an adult, a woman with desires and I longed for him as much as he did for me. If the dinner was just for the two of us, I would've worn it. A little tempting and t
LANDON:As the pack stood in respectful acknowledgment, I gestured towards the seat of honor—an unspoken invitation for Venita to take her rightful place beside me. She complied gracefully, and the curious eyes of the pack, filled with intrigue, fixated upon her. It was a surreal moment, one she hadn't anticipated when first stepping into the world of werewolves and packs. Everything was new to her, and bringing her into my world was not just a formality but essential for her to understand the important dynamics at play. Taking my seat beside hers, the rest of the pack followed suit, equally sitting as the atmosphere brimmed with anticipation. My gaze locked onto hers, offering a silent reassurance in those piercing eyes. The pack waited for my words, but I waited, savoring the presence of my beautiful mate. She embodied elegance, intelligence, and strength—the perfect fit for the life she was destined to lead. Her training with Cross had evidently paid off, visible in the well-define
LANDON:Oh, she didn't. How was she let out of her confines, to begin with? I hope she wasn't spilling trash to Venita. "Mir..." Venita and the girl both turned. She wasn't Mirage but only looked like her from behind. I relaxed, knowing I had bought more time and saved us once more. It was my first time seeing the girl here."Hi, baby," I murmured against Venita's ear, playfully licking against her earlobe. She jolted forward in surprise, gasping. There was a hint of confusion in her eyes, quickly covered up with a smile as she finished her drink. The girl who had a striking resemblance to Mirage gave a bow and left without uttering a word. How could she look so much like Mirage? Anyway, since I was here, I saw it okay to check around at once, even though I would give anything not to revisit memories.There was laughter, clinking glasses, and the distant melody of subtle music filling the silent night. Yet, despite the festivities, I was worried—the uncanny resemblance of the girl t
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