My hands tightened their grip, as if on their own. The word accord would sound nice after this sentence. I looked down, my eyes wild, and my heart racing from the fear that’s eating my heart out. My eyes rolled back as I got dizzy from the cold, the shivering of my body as I collapsed on the ice cold floor. My body crashed against the damp ground and I could see Blue was in the same state as I was. His icy blue eyes rolled back in the back of his head, those ice blue eyes that used to have spark in them only showed regret and agony. I could see the blue veins appear around my fingers, his face was pale, blood begging for air. Meliodas was walking towards the two of us. I found the pinkish color of his skin somewhat mocking, offensive to my eyes. Meliodas leaned closer, his crystal clear nearing my face. I must be hallucinating, must be from hypothermia, but his skin was glowing. "Hello, Yael Osos… I do apologize for the inconvenience… but this is the most humane way I thought o
The fighting had stopped, and I stared at the powerful shifters before me as they cleaned themselves from the dried blood on their limbs. It wasn't about secrecy or silence anymore. Meliodas told us, confessed that they were being closely tailed, and now the priority switched to something else close to desperation. Their pursuers were coming armed with all the hate and fear passed down from generations of mateless hybrids and shifters. All the misinterpretations and bad memories swirled about their minds like a swarm of angry bees. All of them had been raised to despise Ahbaya and her kind, the Bloodmoon pack regardless of what kind of person she truly was. They wanted me dead and Ahbaya is to be imprisoned. “It’s no secret how much the Bluemoon pack detest the Bloodmoon.” Meliodas said after cleaning himself. “My pack wanted the Bloodmoon’s bloodline dead, because any relatives must have been somehow corrupted with such unsavory genetics --- a curse that had began with the curse of
BLUE SHALDAN Eight hundred years had passed since the decimation of the land we used to call our home. And yet the elders succeeded in retaining the blood of the Descendants. Everyone has changed since then. The other leaders had died and been replaced. But the system still remained. Because as terrible as this may sound, change doesn't benefit all of us. Especially if the said change will stain the royal blood of the Lobo. This is why I was set to become the father of Hyacinth’s children. And I accepted my fate. But that was until I fell in love with Yohan. I thought I'd managed to dodge that fate when I escaped from the Northern Kingdom and journeyed towards the East. I never would have imagined how wrong I was. For a ghost from my past remains to haunt me today. Everything about this night made me weak on the knees. Hyacinth, the lone black she-wolf of our clan, is here. Her attention is directed to Ahbaya and Yael for now. But she’ll be dealing with me soon. That was what sh
BLUE SHALDAN I don’t remember how we ended up naked in the middle of the forest, nor do I remember how her mouth ended up wrapped around my cock. “Hyacinth…” I moaned loudly. My neck arched down to meet her lustful eyes staring right at me. Her big eyes pierced and bursted my sanity all at once. Then she licked the base up to the tip, her eyes never diverting away from mine. FUCK. How can I forget how we ended up here? “You missed this Blue?” Hyacinth mumbled against the slit of my cock, her lips sending odd vibrations to my sensitive flesh. “Remember the first time I gave you a blow job? How messy it was…” I moaned loudly as she began to slowly wrap her lips on the head of my member. Her tongue teasing and licking the slit. I wish she could just shut up and stop teasing me. I just want to fucking shove my dick against her throat so she’ll shut up and just deep throat me until I come. So I can get away from this, so I could get away from her. It’s unfair to Yohan. Very unfai
BLUE SHALDAN I tried to fight back the overwhelming feeling of love like lust my wolf was going crazy over for Hyacinth. I was losing control in all of this, and Hyacinth was getting it all, she was claiming all that I am, all of me. Everything in me. And everything that I am. She has all of me under his palm and she doesn’t even know it. Fuck. What if… I go through with the wishes of the elder and mated with her instead? What if I did not push my duties away and accepted all the beliefs that were pushed into me since birth and I chose to be with her instead of selling myself to Ahbaya? To sacrifice one’s happiness for the sake of honoring family tradition is an honor itself. I would lose everything that I’ve built with Yohan, the others and my newfound self if I chose her. Ahbaya might kill me. And Yohan would admonish and hate me. I would have to come back to the pack I’ve left and restart all over again. And I would be ostracized. But the real question is… who do I really l
YAEL OSOS The setting sun lit the final dying sky like the embers of a burning burial pile. The intense and electrifying beauty was somewhat subdued by what it seems like the end of the world for all of us. Ahbaya and I sat on two stripy deck chairs laying on the sandy yet rock filled shore of the Eastern Kingdom. The armor lay across Ahbaya’s lap as she sipped rum and slightly bitter aged grape juice. She played with the lidless cup in hrt left hand, dropping it onto the sandy ground ever so often. “Meliodas is right,” Ahbaya said suddenly. “What?” I moved slightly, and I felt my heavy eyelids being dragged up for a moment and blinked a couple of times, trying to process whatever she said as I tried to maintain the look of relaxation on my face. “He’s right. My father is mad… He’s ambitious and very controlling. He had been controlling me ever since I could remember. And he had been controlling the fate of the Kingdom even though I was supposed to reign it. He is cruel, and dema
I dragged Blue out of everyone’s line of sight and into the shady part of the forest. Ahbaya allowed me to do so, mainly because I promised this would all be over in a few minutes. We seated ourselves in the branches of the trees. Blue was sitting on a slightly lower branch of the tree, but not low enough that he couldn’t hear me. Even from the distance between us, I could hear his shallow breaths, and how much he forced himself to exhale slowly. The only noise coming from the forest was Blue’s nervousness and how he couldn’t seem to calm himself. He looked so tense. So nervous. Even the slightest sound of twigs being broken into two would make him snap and flinch. . He was always the chatty one, even when he, Yohan and I were still part of my mate’s harem. Now he was quiet and this look of utter confusion loomed over his features. “We’re here to talk.” I voiced out, not wanting to prolong his and my suffering for any longer. “You need to tell me what’s going on with you.” Silence
AHBAYA BLOODMOONI had this dream once after I've mated with the man that I love. It was about Yael and I. That I wasn’t the Queen of Aensland nor was I the Alpha. I was an omega, and he was the one who marked me as his. The two of us were walking hand in hand as we roamed to some far off meadow we've never been to before. He was all smiles, and I smiled at him. It doesn't make me weak in the knees. Rather, it makes me feel safe, like a big balloon was inflated in my chest before and now it had popped and I could breathe again and I didn't feel any burden. I trusted him, admired him. I loved his entire being, even the scar on his back — the scar that he tries to hide from me whenever we’re standing in the same room while we’re naked. I loved the story of how he got the scar even though he finds it frightening. For in that story he learned to fight for himself, he learned how to live. I also love it whenever Yael smiles, and the sharp fangs show whenever he grinned or spoke. He's t