Rune’s POV
I don’t know what is happening but there is something off about Alora lately. She has been sluggish and doesn’t like meeting my eyes whenever she works. Even while I am fucking her. I plan to find out what is going on with her tonight because ain’t no way she’s going to keep being off and I won’t react. I miss her. I know what we have isn’t something to miss when it is lost but I do. I realized I was obsessed with Alora when she was just twelve years old. I couldn’t breathe when she wasn’t around. My parents and even I thought it was because she is my sister and brothers are meant to protect their sisters but this feeling is so deep rooted that I went to therapy in the human world. Nobody knows about that but after my eighteenth birthday, I knew something was off with what I felt for my red haired sister. The therapist told me there was obsession and I agreed. There is no way what I felt for Alora is normal. Then she came to the age where men flaunt all over her. Alora is a true beauty with her fiery red hair and glowing green eyes. She is also amongst the rarest red haired we have in Arctic Canines. I want to be around her every single second of the day. Sometimes I get annoyed when she gives my parents her time. I usually announce that I’ll be taking her out for ice cream. I want Alora to myself. I made sure every single boy in the pack stayed away from her using my title. Everyone thought it was because I was her brother, which was the case before I found out she wasn’t my biological sister. Once I found out, all bars were broken. I knew there was no stopping me now and I went for it. Had I gone through the easiest part? She wouldn’t have agreed so I used my power on her too. Getting off the bed, I went to my closet and opened the safe. There… so many gifts I have bought for Alora over the years reside. I couldn’t give them to her. Once is soften up, she will not allow me to touch her again so I don’t. I remain aloof and tough whenever she is around but every waking moment is filled with her thoughts. I travel around the world? Alora has more gifts than anyone in the world. Not even Cielle could compare. I get her souvenirs everywhere I go because I know what she loves and what she doesn’t. I was hoping one day I will be able to give them to her. And she will be happy about it. I never forget her. Ever. I showered, got dressed and made my way to her room for the night. I knocked and there was no answer so I entered. The room was empty, so was the bathroom. I asked the maids to check her all over the house but she wasn’t found. I started panicking. She has been acting really weird so something must be up with her. Checking around the room for evidence that she has run away, I found her drawer empty. The one where she puts her favorite books and memorable stuff. So many emotions attacked me at the same time. It is confirmed, she has ran away. I watched the guards disperse into the night, my chest tight with a mix of fury and panic. "Search everywhere," I had commanded, my voice barely concealing the desperation that gnawed at me. "I want every corner of this territory scoured. Leave no stone unturned." The echo of their footsteps faded into the distance, leaving me alone with my turbulent thoughts. The hours dragged on, and with each passing minute, the tension inside me grew, threatening to consume me. Pacing the floor of my study, I couldn't shake the image of Alora from my mind. The moonlight cast long, eerie shadows through the windows, mirroring the darkness that churned within me. How could she have disappeared so completely? Every forest path, every hidden nook, every abandoned building was being inspected, yet there was no sign of her. My mind raced with possibilities, each more unsettling than the last. Has someone taken her? Was she hurt, hiding somewhere? The thought of her being in danger sent a chill down my spine, a sensation I was unaccustomed to. I slammed my fist against the desk, the pain a welcome distraction from the helplessness that threatened to overwhelm me. “Find her," I whispered to the empty room, my voice hoarse. "Find her and bring her back to me." As the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, there was still no news. The silence was deafening, a stark reminder of how deeply she had embedded herself in my life. I couldn't breathe without her, couldn't think straight. The thought of losing her was unbearable, and I knew I would tear the world apart to find her. But as the night gave way to day, I had to face the grim reality: Alora had vanished, and for now, I was powerless to bring her back. And I think I am going to die.Alora’s POV I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I sped down the empty road. The dark forest blurred past my windows, and the pounding rhythm of the music I blasted drowned out my racing thoughts. I knew I had taken Rune by surprise, leaving him no time to react. He wouldn't realize I was gone until I was far beyond his reach. I had made sure of that.Each beat of the song matched the thud of my heart, adrenaline coursing through my veins. I had been meticulous, waiting for the perfect moment when his guard was down. Slipping away undetected had taken every ounce of my cunning and courage, but now, with the wind rushing through the cracked window and freedom within my grasp, I felt a fleeting sense of triumph.My mind flashed back to the house I had just left, Rune’s looming presence and the constant dread that hung over me. But now, for the first time in years, I felt a sliver of hope. The headlights of my car cut through the night, guiding me toward
Alora’s POVWaking up the next morning, my stomach growled loudly, reminding me that it had been far too long since I'd eaten a proper meal. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and stretched, taking in the dimly lit motel room. It wasn't much, but for now, it was my safe haven. I climbed out of bed, feeling the coolness of the floor beneath my feet, and made my way to the bathroom. The faucet squeaked as I turned it on, and the shower sputtered to life. The bathroom was far from perfect—the tiles cracked, and the mirror slightly fogged—but it was functional. I let the water run for a minute before stepping under the lukewarm spray, grateful for any semblance of normalcy. After the shower, I dried off and dug through my suitcase for something inconspicuous to wear. I chose the baggiest clothes I had, a pair of worn jeans and an oversized hoodie, hoping to blend in as much as possible. I pulled the hood over my head, concealing my hair, and slipped on a pair of sunglasses. With my stoma
Rune’s POV The days stretched on, each one more agonising than the last. I paced the length of my office, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. My fists clenched and unclenched, the tension in my body coiled tight like a spring ready to snap. The constant thrum of worry and anger pounded in my head, and the gnawing fear that I might never find her clawed at my insides. How dare she run away? Who gave her the audacity to think she could escape me? The guards had been out searching for her for days now, scouring every inch of the territory and beyond, yet every time they returned, it was with the same disheartening news. Nothing. No trace of Alora. Each failure only stoked the flames of my fury, and I found myself growing more unhinged with each passing hour. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the grounds, the guards returned once more. I could see the defeat in their eyes even before they spoke, and it made my blood boil. "Wha
Alora’s POV As we drove down the winding road towards Sienna’s pack, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of cautious relief. I cast a sideways glance at Sienna, who was humming softly to the music playing in the background. Her warmth and easygoing nature were comforting, especially after the whirlwind of chaos I’d been through. I knew trusting her so quickly might not be the wisest decision, but I was running out of options, and every instinct in me screamed that I needed to get as far away from Arctic Canines and Rune as possible. I forced myself to relax into the seat, trying to savor this fleeting sense of safety.I had taken a huge risk by dropping the magical concealment on my car. The spell had been my shield, my one assurance that I could escape without leaving a trace. But now, with Sienna beside me and the promise of sanctuary at her pack, I decided to let go of that last bit of protection. If Rune did find my car, it wouldn’t matter. I was moving under the jurisdiction of
Alora’s POV As the car rolled to a stop, I felt an icy dread settle deep in my gut. The engine cut off, and the man in the front seat shifted in his seat, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t. The air felt thick, suffocating, as if the very atmosphere had turned against me. I knew this place, even in the dim light of the early morning. The stone walls, the iron gates—it was unmistakable. My heart hammered in my chest as I stared out the window at the entrance to a place I had never thought I would see again. The Arctic Canines dungeon.My breath caught in my throat, and I felt a cold sweat break out across my skin. This wasn’t just a nightmare; it was a well-orchestrated trap, one that I had walked into willingly, naively, with Sienna by my side. I had been so desperate to escape, to find safety, that I had let my guard down. And now, all that trust I’d placed in Sienna, in this stranger who had offered us a ride, felt like poison coursing through my veins.I felt the panic rise within m
Alora’s POVThe cold, damp air of the dungeon clung to my skin as we were dragged further into its depths, the iron chains around our wrists rattling with each reluctant step. Sienna walked beside me, her eyes vacant, like she hadn’t fully processed what was happening. I wanted to say something, anything, to comfort her, but the words stuck in my throat, choked by the rising panic and guilt that threatened to overwhelm me.The guards were silent, their faces expressionless as they led us down a narrow corridor, the dim light barely illuminating the jagged stone walls. Each footfall echoed ominously, amplifying the terror that gripped my heart. The dungeon was not what I had imagined. It wasn’t the hellhole of torturous screams and rusted chains I had pictured in my darkest nightmares, but it was still a place of despair, a place where hope came to die. And now, we were prisoners here, victims of my own desperation and Rune’s unforgiving wrath.We were shoved into a small, cramped r
Rune’s POVNight after night, I found myself pacing my room, the weight of my own thoughts pressing down on me like a suffocating shroud. Alora, so close yet maddeningly out of reach, haunted my every waking moment. The knowledge that she was in the dungeon, just beneath my feet, filled me with a twisted mix of rage and longing. I wanted to storm down there, drag her out of that cell, and fuck her into submission until she begged for mercy, until she remembered who she belonged to. But every time I considered it, another, darker part of me held back.She needed to be punished. She needed to understand that her actions had consequences. How dare she think she could run away from me? Who gave her the right? The very thought of her escaping my grasp, even for a moment, was intolerable. It was an affront, a blatant disrespect that I couldn’t ignore.But the punishment had to come first. I couldn’t let her think she could defy me, leave whenever she pleased, and expect to be welcomed ba
Rune’s POV As I approached the heavy iron door that separated the dungeon from the rest of the world, I caught it, her scent. Sweet honey and pure innocence, just as intoxicating as the first time I’d sensed it. It hit me like a wave, pulling me in, reminding me of everything I wanted to take from her, everything I had yet to corrupt. Perhaps that’s why she dared run away, because I hadn’t twisted her to my will as thoroughly as I should have. The thought made me smile. Oh, Alora. She would learn. I would make sure of that. The guards standing outside the door stiffened at my approach, their eyes widening with fear or respect, I wasn’t sure which. It didn’t matter. I was only here for her. The iron hinges groaned as the door swung open, and the scent intensified, filling my lungs, flooding my senses. I felt a dark satisfaction at the thought of what was to come. I had let her sit with her fear long enough. Now it was time to bring it all crashing down. As I stepped inside, my
Rune’s POV Years later I sat on the balcony of our bedroom, the golden glow of the setting sun spilling across the land like liquid fire. The gentle hum of life filled the air with the laughter of my children playing in the garden, the rustling of leaves and the distant howl of wolves welcoming the moon. I leaned back in the chair, sipping the coffee Alora made for me. It was her signature brew filled with cream, just how she liked it. She had finally gotten me hooked on it after years of teasing me about my bitter black coffee. My lips curled into a smile at the memory of her smug little smirk when I admitted defeat. A soft laugh brought my gaze to the doorway and there she stood… my mate, my queen, my everything. Alora stepped out onto the balcony, her emeral green sundress fluttering in the evening breeze, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. She still took my breath away even after all these years. “What are you thinking about, my king?” She caught me staring and
Alora’s POV The evening had been surreal but now it was finally winding down. After the ceremony, the Elders, council members and visiting Alphas came to pay their respects. Rune stood tall beside me with his arm wrapped securely around my waist, accepting their congratulations with the confidence and grace of a true leader. But his eyes rarely left me filled with pride and a possessive heat that made me blush under the attention. He kept whispering how perfect I looked and how proud of me he was the way I was handling myself. When the last of the guests stepped away, Rune leaned down his lips brushing my ear. “Come with me.” He murmured full of promise. "Where are we going?" I asked as he led me into the mansion his hand firmly holding mine. "You'll see." He guided me through the hallways, his pac filled with purpose. I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with curiosity. We stopped in front of a set of double doors I hadn’t noticed before and he turned
Alora’s POVThe day was finally here. A week had passed and now, I stood in front of the full length mirror in the walk-in closet with the forest green gown Rune had custom made for me hugging my body like it was meant to be mine. It flowed like liquid silk the deep shade matching my hair perfectly. The neckline dipped just enough to tease without revealing too much and the intricate embroidery along the hem shimmered faintly in the light. I twirled once, watching the fabric swirl around me like a forest come to life. This is what it feels like to be a Luna. To be alive. To be an equal. Rune knew how much I loved green especially forest green. It was like he’d reached into my heart and plucked out a piece of my soul to weave into this gown. I couldn’t stop blushing at the thought of him being so thoughtful. I was just fastening the last strap of my heels when the door opened. Rune stepped inside and my breath hitched. How I got this lucky is beyond me. He was wearing his Alpha u
Alora’s POVThe night was silent, the only sound coming from the faint rustling of the curtains and the rhythmic breathing of Rune beside me. One thing I want to forever keep. His strong arm was draped over my waist, his chest pressed against my back, and our legs were hopelessly tangled together beneath the sheets. I should’ve been asleep but my heart was too full to allow it. A small smile graced my lips as I stared at the ceiling. When this had all started, I had no idea Rune was saving me from my own demons. He knew me so deeply, so fully, that he could anticipate my needs before I even spoke them. What I thought was control was something far more profound. a love that healed even the deepest scars. Turning slightly I gazed at his peaceful face, the sharp edges of his jaw softened in sleep. My lips brushed his softly, unable to resist stealing a kiss. Rune stirred, his eyes fluttering open, their gray depths locking onto mine. Without a word, he kissed me back slow and ten
Alora’s POV His thrusts turn impossible rougher and harder. Just when I think I’m going to pass out, his suffocating hand disappears and I come again. The second orgasm taking me by surprise. I’m floating and moaning low in my throat. Barely feeling his thumb flicking my clit to prolong my climax. I cannot even see clearly with tears and everything on my face. All I feel is intense pleasure. “No! Need you inside me now!” I whine when he abruptly pulls out. “I decide when you’ve earned my dick.” Bending me over as I grip the bed. He spanks my ass before spreading my cheeks until he can see where I ache most for his cock. He runs the pierced head around my gaping hole to my asshole. Pulling away when I push back, trying to slide him inside.Teasing. Tormenting. Punishing.“Rune, please. I need you.”“You’ve come twice, Red. Don’t come without my permission again. Good little sluts wait for commands.” He taunts, sliding the wide crown in my pussy. With that warning, he shoves insid
Alora’s POVStill in the web of passion, Rune forces me to my knees and pushes my hand against his leather belt. Fisting my hair he tilts my head. I love when he lost control of himself. “Take out my cock. Make it nice and wet.”I fumble with his buckle, my hands shaking but I manage and unzip him. No boxers, his dick springs free slapping against my lips. Grabbing his ass, I deep throat as many of his thick inches as I can. He is so fucking huge. The stretch always left me sore for days. The first time, I didn’t leave my bed for a day. Should’ve known not every man is blessed as my Rune. But the adrenaline, the chase left me incoherent. All I care about was finding bliss.“Take. More.” His hand puts pressure on my head, gagging me on his shaft so hard that tears and spit run down my face. “Show me what a filthy slut you are for my dick, Alora. How much you want your holes filled with my cum.” He growled out. His precum leaks on my tongue. I moan at the salty taste, sucking harde
Alora’s POV“Spread your legs. Let me see my pussy. It’s mine, isn’t it? Your tits, your cunt, and your ass.” When he talks like that? I jolt when he grabs my ass cheeks and pulls them apart. After I’ve widened my legs. His warm breath teases my puckered hole. My eyes falling closed, as if it’ll make me forget he’s shamelessly staring at my most forbidden part.My eyes slammed shut, as though darkness might make me forget how exposed I was under his intense gaze. Then, his tongue flicked over that forbidden spot, and my knees nearly buckled. “One day, you’ll take my cock here, Alora.” He murmured, low and wicked. His words tightened every muscle in my body. I can’t even say the word in my head. And he’s talking about fucking it. He bites down on my right ass cheek, making me cry out in pleasurable pain. “Rune… Please.” I whimper when he circles the same spot with his tongue. I gulp in oxygen when he licks again and trails downward to taste my dripping pussy.“I don’t know,” I whis
Alora’s POVRune’s grip on me was possessive with his powerful arms pulling me flush against his body as if he needed to feel every inch of me against him. For the first time in what felt like forever, we stayed like that silent, unmoving and just existing together. His warmth seeped into my skin and for a moment, I let myself believe that maybe this was enough. Maybe this quiet embrace could fix what we’d broken. Then his lips brushed my neck, soft and reverent at first. The tenderness unraveled something inside me. I whispered softly in his ear. “I need you.” His response was instant. The air around us shifted and in the blink of an eye, we were in his bedroom. I gasped, startled by the sudden change of scenery. He teleported us!“You—” I began but he cut me off with that familiar, smug smirk that could infuriate and enchant me all at once. “Surprised? Your mother returned my powers when she touched me. Guess she wanted me to have every advantage when it comes to keeping yo
Alora’s POVLater in the day, after breakfast was brought to our room and we shared a peaceful morning together and Rune told me that his parents wanted to see us. Specifically they wanted to meet Nevaeh. I wasn’t sure how to feel about it. The last time I saw Rune’s father, I had nothing but resentment in my heart for him and I knew Rune felt the same or maybe even more. But his mother? She was different. At least, she used to be. Nevaeh had been babbling nonstop playing with the edges of the blanket while Rune sat on the bed, watching her every move with an unreadable expression. I could see the love in his eyes when he looked at her, but there was also a storm brewing beneath it. A quiet anger that hadn’t subsided since we came back. “You’re still mad at him.” I said softly, breaking the silence. Rune’s jaw tightened but he didn’t deny it. “He forced me to marry Sienna. And then he tried to make sure you disappeared from the pack. Do you think I’ll just forgive that?” He mut