~Amara~ I went up the stairs that led to the hallway of Alpha Adrik’s chambers, wondering what he could be calling me for. My mind skipped to the other night where I’d used the charm bracelet that Katherine gave to Chad to put him to sleep and I wondered if he had noticed something odd and decided to question me about it.He couldn’t have possibly known anything about it, right?I wiped the concern off my mind and went up to his chambers. When I got to the door, I hesitated, then took a deep breath before I finally turned the door handle. When I got in, the sight that I met had me dumbfounded for a minute.There was Katherine on her knees, stuffing her mouth with Alpha Adrik’s cock! I was so shocked that I felt pinned to the ground and unable to move. When I regained myself, I gasped and quickly turned around to leave but Adrik’s voice stopped me.“Stand over there and let me finish. I’ll see you after” he said in between moans.Katherine kept up with whatever disgusting thing she wa
~Amara~“She said that to you?”I nodded, the fear evidently showing in my eyes. Ever since Katherine told me to relay the message to Chad, I haven’t been at rest. I jumped at every little sound and my heart spiraled at every small talk.When I’d finally been able to get to Chad and tell him what Katherine had said which was more like a threat, he just wasn’t taking it as seriously as I thought he would and it made me upset.“I’m serious, Chad. Katherine is running crazy. She might decide to harm you one of these days. You have to be careful”He dragged me to his body and hugged me tight. “Alright, I will. You worry too much”“Well, that’s because I know the kind of person that Katherine is. I think I’ve been here long enough to know that her threats can never be called a bluff”A laugh escaped his throat, for a reason not known to me because I didn’t find this funny one bit. He released me and then planted kisses on my face. I knew that he was trying to make me smile and forget about
~Chad~With just one look at her flushed face, my resolve almost melted and all I wanted to do right then was spread her legs and drive myself into her. But I’d promised her that I wasn’t going to do anything that she didn’t want and I was going to keep that promise. She was making it hard enough as it is. There's so much that a wolf can take.With every little gasp she took, I felt my body hardening more, and I wanted to not give a damn about anything and just do what I wanted. But I wanted to hear her say the word.After I tied up her hands that couldn’t keep to themselves, I stood and looked down on her nearly naked body. All that was staying between me and seeing every beautiful part of her was the gown which I’d hiked up to her chest and those red floral panties.On instinct, I bent over her, pulled the cloth over her head in one swift motion, and then stepped back, my eyes roving over her body.“You’re so beautiful, baby”That would be the most sincere thing that I’d ever said i
~Chad~I lifted her legs, and then placed them on my shoulder; then I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to me. The scent of her arousal got even stronger than ever, and it took the last of my restraint not to throw caution to the wind and fuck her into senseless oblivion. Her cunt was bared before me, like a feast placed before a king to sample.I watched as she wriggled and tried to get free of her bonded wrists without success. All she had to do was say the word if she wanted to be free to touch me however she wanted. But for now, she was in my bondage and I’ll do whatever I think fit to her.My hands slipped down to her soft ass and I jerked her up, putting her cunt directly to my face and salivating at the thought of eating her up like my favorite meal without leaving any crumbs or leftovers. With a swift motion, I tore her panties away from her body, bringing the fabric to my nose and inhaling deeply before tucking it into the side of my bed. Just for future uses.I
~Amara~I lay still minutes after the explosive orgasm between Chad and me.What in the moon goddess arrangement just happened?Why the hell had I connected with Chad in that most intimate way?And most importantly, why is he my mate?I felt his heated gaze on the side of my face and turned to look at him. He smiled and then reached out to smooth back a piece of hair that had gummed to my forehead with the sweat on my body. His fingers caressed my cheeks, and he waited like he was expecting me to say something. Or do something. I honestly didn’t know what to do with this newfound information. How was it possible that Chad is my mate? If that’s the case, then what about Lucian? I was so sure that Lucian was my fated mate. Or have I been wrong this whole time about him?No, I know what I felt. A mate bond isn’t something that can be faked whenever you want. Lucian was my fated mate. So what is this thing between me and Chad? Could it be that Chad is my second chance mate?“I would have
~Amara~It was finally three days to the Hollow Ball and at every passing hour, my urge to attend it kept diminishing. I just suddenly felt so weird. And after that close encounter with Katherine in Chad’s room, I tried as much as possible to avoid her whenever I could. The fact that she couldn’t decipher that I was the one in Chad’s room that day wasn’t convincing enough to me. Katherine could know anything that she wanted to know in the blink of an eye, especially if there was another wolf presence around.That knowledge made me a bit paranoid because, for all I know, Katherine might be planning something very bad; especially if she has confirmed her suspicion of me having something to do with the werewolf that she was obsessed with.But the newfound intimacy with Chad had me blushing every time I remembered what happened between us. It felt like there was this new fire that was blazing in me. The call with Katherine had been a close one, but we still decided to meet up again tonigh
~Chad~I matched down angrily to Katherine’s quarters, fury almost blinding me. After my mind-link connection to Amara was suddenly severed, I’d excused myself immediately from the Pack meeting to find out what was wrong.We’d been trying to organize how the Hollow Ball would be when I suddenly felt that my mate was in agony. The pain just kept on increasing as time passed, until I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to mind-link her. When she replied after so many attempts and I heard her distressed thoughts, I’d almost gone crazy with worry. I couldn’t understand what was wrong because she left in high spirits this afternoon after we saw each other.Then she had mentioned Katherine, and I just knew that something terrible must have happened. Katherine’s name never comes up alongside good and happy events. So I’d quickly gone into the Pack to find out what happened because I knew that there must be gossip about what had happened.I met one gamma who explained that Amara was accused
~Amara~I lay on my side on the floor, the bluntly spiked flooring biting into my flesh. I think I’ve been here for one day because, from the time that I had been locked in, it wasn’t possible that the day hadn’t moved so fast. It was pitch dark in here so I couldn’t decipher the time of day by brightness. I could only see a little bit, all thanks to the supernatural abilities of werewolves.My throat was parched, and not even the tiniest spittle could be found in my mouth. I tried to swallow it down several times without result. At one point, I’d crawled to the heavy door and banged on it with all my strength, but there had been no answer.I tried to raise my head but a sharp pain ricocheted through my body and I quickly pillowed it back on my arm. “Ouch,” I groaned, and lay still again, trying to recollect the events that had led to me being locked up in here.Something was wrong with my body. Something was wrong with my thoughts. It felt like I had selective amnesia. I felt like a
~Lucian~I watched as Amara walked away, her back stiff, her head held high. But I knew…I knew that she was hurting. And I had let it happen. I could have run after her, given her reassurance that her fears were invalid, and kissed away the sadness on her face.But I helplessly watched her walk away, visibly hurt from my actions. I hadn’t realized how much I’d hurt her, and no, I’m not trying to make excuses for my shortcomings. Granted, Maya’s arrival had swayed me for a moment, but that doesn’t mean that I’m considering starting up anything with Maya.All I wanted was for her to get better, and for me to get the closure that I’ve so desperately wanted all these years. No matter what, Maya was a woman that I once loved, and a woman who had died carrying my baby…or so I thought.Right now, though, she was starting to cross her boundaries by spilling nonsense to Amara. And now I have to try harder to make amends for the damages that se might have caused by her words.“Lucian,” Maya cal
~Amara~A week.It had been an entire week since Lucian’s first love had come back from the dead, and in that time, Lucian had become a ghost in my life.If he wasn’t tending to Maya’s every need, he was listening to her endless sob story or fawning over her like some love-struck fool. He had barely looked at me, barely spoken to me. And worst of all, he hadn’t even checked to see how I was doing.Even after I pleaded with him to stay with me that night. Even after I told him that I wasn’t feeling good because of the baby; he still went ahead to be with her. He never even came back the next day, or the day after, to check up on me and see how I was faring.I placed a hand on my stomach, feeling the faint stir of life within me. Did he forget? Did he forget that I was carrying his child? That we were supposed to have left this place days ago to prepare for the birth of our child? Or had Maya’s return erased everything we had planned all this while?I clenched my fists. No. Something wa
~Amara~I paced back and forth across the room, my mind racing with too many thoughts, none of them making any sense. My heart pounded against my ribs, restless, uncertain.Lucian should have been here by now. But instead, he was with her. No, I wasn’t trying to be mean, or inconsiderate, but this all felt wrong to me somehow. None of what had just happened sat right with me. I felt like Lucian and I were about to lose the connection that we had just built.I ran a shaky hand through my hair and exhaled. I didn’t want to feel like this. I didn’t want to be jealous, or insecure, or whatever this strange feeling was twisting inside me. But how could I not?Lucian had told me; he had sworn that his first mate was murdered. That he saw her lifeless body with his own eyes. And yet, the woman who collapsed into his arms, the woman who had called out his name, was the very same mate he had believed dead.How was that even possible?I sat on the bed, tapping my fingers against my knee. But a
~Lucian~No way.I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.My body turned rigid, my breath caught in my throat, and for a moment, my mind refused to process what was right in front of me. Was it because I’d spoken about her the other day? Was that why her ghost decided to visit me one last time?I glanced over at Amara, trying to know if she could also see the woman in front of us. The expression in her face said that she could see the figure. Same with Selene and the other werewolves.They were all staring suspiciously at the woman, their weapons drawn. All it would take was a command from Selene and they would strike. I should say something, but I was too dumbfounded, trying to place the pieces of the puzzle in my head.She stood there looking as confused as a newborn cat whose mother was taken away. Her body swayed slightly, as if the wind alone could knock her over. Her clothes were torn, hanging off her like rags. Dirt and dried blood smeared her once beautiful skin, and her hair wa
~Amara~Everything finally felt okay.For the first time in what felt like forever, there was no tension between Lucian and me. No anger, no lingering hurt. Just peace.I had forgiven him; not just in words, but in my heart. And because of that, I was finally able to look forward to the future we had ahead. A future I was now willing to share with him in his kingdom, where our child would be born.It had taken time to get here, to move past the betrayal, the heartbreak, and all the chaos that had come with it. But Lucian had fought for me. He had proved himself over and over, and I had finally allowed myself to believe in him again.The decision hadn’t been an easy one. The rogue lands had become a kind of refuge for me, a place where I had healed in ways I never thought possible. And Selene had become someone I deeply admired. She had opened my eyes to a different side of the world. To a different kind of strength.Two days from now, Lucian and I will leave. But tonight, we were cele
~Amara~That night, I couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t just because my baby decided that midnight was the perfect time for him to go on a rollercoaster, but because of what Lucian had told me.It would have hurt so much holding so much pain inside, and not having anyone to share it with. I couldn’t imagine what it had done to him, and how much it must have mandated him to change.All these years, I’d misunderstood him, and I never let him try to explain himself. I started to feel a little guilty, but I quickly schooled myself. It wasn’t really my fault if I’d misunderstood him all this time. He could have explained things to me sooner if he trusted me enough to handle his secrets.“I think it’s time to forgive your father, little wolf,” I murmured, stroking my belly. “What do you think? Do you think I should keep up with this grudge? Or should we just let everything go?”I received double kicks, which I took as a sign of affirmation from the little life inside of me. A smile lit up my face,
~Amara~ I waited with expectation, waited for him to recollect himself and tell me about this thing that had happened long ago which I was not aware of. It wasn’t just because I wanted to hear it, it was because of the way his face contorted with grief as he lowered his head, almost as if he was fighting back tears. He couldn’t be possibly fighting back tears. Alpha kin Lucian never cries. If he was about to cry, then this event must have hurt him tremendously. I found my heart reaching out to him, making me realizes that the feelings which I thought was buried has never been buried. I cared about this man, and I still care about him. I was hurt seeing him hurting like this. “Lucian,” I called softly, my hands itching to comfort him, “Talk to me please.” He raised his head and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped tightly together. His eyes, usually so fierce, looked haunted. “I’ve never told you about my first mate.” The mention of another woman, hi
~Lucian~ Despite my initial mistrust, Selen’s Pack had become a surprising comfort to me. I found myself being drawn to their unrestrained way of life. They were free, untethered, untamed, and fiercely independent. At first, I’d thought that they were not to be trusted. That they were threats to the kingdom and the Packs around them. But the more time I spent with them, the more I’d come to understand them. The rogue wolves were an enigma. They were untamed and unpredictable, but they carried a raw sense of friendship and closeness that reminded me of something that my kingdom had long lost. Their laughter echoed in the woods, their disputes were resolved without formality, and their freedom was intoxicating to witness. “They could thrive under my protection,” I said to Selene, standing by the edge of the clearing where a few of the rogues were sparring. “With a home in my territory, they’d have safety, stability. They wouldn’t need to live like rogues.” All day, I’d been trying
~Amara~A week after, I still hadn’t gotten over the thought of what had happened. Selene had been protective, almost like a mother. Always fussing about my baby, and what I should or should not do in order to have a safe delivery.According to her, it was only a matter of weeks before my baby would be born. The news had come gladly to Lucian, who on many occasions had tried to talk to me. But I was never in the mood to listen to him.Somehow, I blamed him for all the misfortune that had happened in my life. I blamed him for the death of every single person who had meant a lot to me. I always told myself that if only he had treated me well, and seen that I was his fated mate…if he had loved me the way that I loved him, maybe I wouldn’t be in this mess right now.But who was I deceiving? We all knew that my mother who allowed my stepfather to sell me out for money was the cause. She didn’t fight for me because she didn’t want to be on the bad side of her husband.I sat beneath an old s