In his dimly lit room, he poured himself a drink and walked with the drink in his hand, moving around with a file in his hands. The smell of whiskey hit his nose before he swallowed the drink in one gulp.
It burned his throat and at the image of red flames, her beautiful red hair waltzed in his thoughts. He gripped the cup too tight. Oh how badly he had stopped himself from holding her longer.She felt so soft, so small and so right in his arms. She was simply perfection.But the way she stared at him. Her eyes were cautious and she acted as though he were a threat.Did she not feel the mate bond? Surely she did. Why was she trying to deny him and pretend she didn’t feel it? How long would she keep this up?He had never considered himself a patient man. He didn’t want to wait for her to relax around him. His hands itched to claim her. His teeth wanted to bury themselves in her neck. He wanted to inhale her sweet sweet scent.She smelled like wild fucking roses. How was that even possible?He walked back to his desk where his lamp sat and he dumped the file there. This was his next mission.He had treated this carelessly and just handed it down to the others. At first, he didn't want to bother himself with it. His head had been quiet for a while. The madness had stopped and Leiken seemed to have taken a rest.He dropped the glass cup on his desk and he headed for his window. He liked to stare out at the evening sky on days when he didn’t know how to feel."This is a mess," he sighed and ruffled his silver hair. "I want to carry her again," he said to himself as he enjoyed the view. He could see the whole mansion from here. He felt like a god-What was that? He didn’t need to squint his eyes at the figure on the ground who made her way towards the gate. Her bandaged arm was covered in the long sleeved leather jacket she wore and her red hair was let loose.What did she think she was doing? Where was she going? That wasn't the way to the bathroom. She was going to the bathroom, right? Because if she wasn't then she didn’t know how tight he squeezed his fist as he tried to control his anger. His face however looked different; he was smiling.His smile was wide as he watched her go. With wide eyes he stared too.How could she think to run away from him? How could she run away from her own mate?"Ha- haha!" he laughed with a smile on his face. "She's so wicked!" he concluded as he dug his hands in his pocket and took out his phone. He kept his eyes on her and he dialled the number. With each ring, his anger reached a new level but he had to admit, watching her from behind was a beautiful sight."Yes, sir?" the security at the other end replied professionally."My guest is escaping," he said and turned back to his desk. "Stop her," he paused and quickly added, "If you touch her, I'll kill you."No one was allowed to discover how soft she was. He'd take their hands first and burn it to ashes, then cut off their heads to kill the memories of it."Y-Yes, sir!"He hung up.He stared at the file once more before he flipped it open. What had he missed?Name: Anastasia RobieAge: Thirty-one"Oh!" he tilted his head to the side. "She's older than me," he raised his hand and counted his fingers. He had never been good at maths. " Nine years."He didn't care. She was like fine wine and everyone knew the thing about wine; the older it gets, the sweeter it'll become.He liked wine. He would enjoy licking her clean from head down to her pretty toes.Missions received: 178Missions failed: 0His lips curled in a smile. A fierce mate by his side was one thing he never expected.He read the file a little more, only stopping at the 'additional information'. "To be treated with caution. Kill on sight. Highly skilled and very dangerous."It all sounded like music to his ears-"The guards," he suddenly realised and he put the file down, hurrying to his window. His eyes widened at what he saw.There were at least eight guards on the ground around her while she huffed in the middle, taking a fighters stance as she glared at the others who backed away.That was fast. When did she take down all eight of them? The way she stood with her fist in front of her, the other guards stared at each other. How were they to stop her without touching her especially when she beat them up?Despite all of that, one thing resonated with him as he watched her from above- "Beautiful. She's so beautiful." could his smile get any wider but he soon froze when he saw her left arm freeze. He pushed his hair back from his right eye and he took a closer look. The way she turned away, hiding that arm and gritting her teeth as if to hide it from them that she was in pain."Shit! She's injured!" he cursed at himself and pushed the windows open. The night wind slammed him and his hair flowed in the wind.What was he thinking of leaving them to bring her back safely! He should never have trusted another with his mate! He would have to bring her in by himself.He stepped out from the window, feeling the rush from the wind as he fell from the same height he had warned her against. He landed on the ground with a little bend of his knees and that spot on the floor broke only a bit. He dug his hands in his pocket as he took his time walking to the site.He hummed a lullaby softly and when he approached, they heard the tune first. The guards turned to him and gave way."It's LeRoy," they announced his arrival."He'll handle her. We should stay back.""Stay behind him. We can't touch her, remember?"He ignored them as his centre of attention was glaring at him. Her eyes were so fierce. Just like her resolve to run away from him.What a wicked mate she was."You should be in bed," he started. He was feeling anxious even talking to her. He had never felt this way before. Shit! He was getting too excited just seeing her face. "Did you get hurt? Did they touch you?"Anna blinked in confusion and glanced at the bodies around her. Since they didn't come at her with weapons, she didn't kill them. She simply knocked them out. But now he asked if they touched her- did he not see his guards?Shouldn't he be worried about them instead?But then he was so concentrated on her like no one else mattered, just the two of them. He made her uneasy and she didn't like the feeling. She was even more cautious than before."Open the gates," she commanded instead. She didn't want to spend any more time trying to figure him out."Why?" he asked with a clueless look. "Where are you going? It's so late at night. You're not fully recovered yet-""I'm leaving!" she grunted. Her left arm was throbbing and hurting like hell. She could even feel the blood rolling down her arm."Okay," he said to her surprise. "I'll let you leave," he smiled and her heart skipped a beat. "But let's make a deal, you'll wait till after you're healed-""No. I'm leaving now," she refused. Who was he to dictate her life and why was he smiling at her that way? He looked like art. She didn't want to admit it but why was he so damn fine?"You see, I don't like that," LeRoy said and folded his arms. He hummed for a moment, "I can smell your blood from over here. If you leave, you'll pass out and you'll be vulnerable to anyone who wishes to kill you."No lie, she was already feeling dizzy."How about this? If you leave and you pass out, I'll take you and I get to keep you."She didn’t know what was more shocking; his words or the creepy wide smile on his face."What?" she said in disbelief. "Keep me? What do you think I am? An object?" She was furious at that. He had no manners!"But when you pass out, you'll be at the mercy of anyone. So if I pick you up, you'll be mine," he still kept that smile on his face. "What do you say, huh? Wanna try and play that game with me? Let's see who wins. Open the gates for her, don't keep her waiting."Now she pondered on his words and saw that it made sense. With the way her head was feeling light, she wouldn’t last a second outside. But she could still try her luck. What if she was only feeling dizzy because of his words and the fact that she just beat up eight men?She could make it outside.Anna backed up a little and his eyes fell to her feet. He simply watched her in fascination and she wondered if she had diamonds on her feet because of how he stared."Did you make your choice already," his words died when she took a step forward and soon, she was walking towards him. He inhaled deeply, wanting to catch her scent but she was greedy. She didn’t leave any for him to find.She got to his side and she slowed down, "Stay away from me."He flinched at her threat but having her speak so close to him sent a cool chill down his spine. He wanted her by his side again.He whirled around to say something but she fell back on his body. He grabbed her shoulders quickly and the guards around gasped in shock as they maintained their distance.She didn’t move and her full weight rested on him. Her legs looked weak on the ground too. It soon dawned on him, "Oh! She passed out."LeRoy hummed as he moved the pencil on his notepad. He paused to stare at the artwork, looking at the features and the shape before he compared his work. He was doing pretty good. He continued humming and he continued his sketch with his legs crossed as he bounced his feet, tapping it impatiently.When would she wake up? It was more than twenty minutes now. He wanted her eyes on him even if they glared daggers. He smiled happily. He liked it either way.She was lying on the bed with an IV connected to her arm. The metre beeped softly to show she was stable. She may have lost a huge chunk of blood but the nurse assured him that she wasn't in any form of danger.That was all he needed to hear.LeRoy paused when his ears picked up footsteps. He didn't expect to be back so soon. He got up and walked to her bedside table and he placed the notepad there. She would love a picture of herself even if it looked nothing like her.He stared at her and the way her hair sprawled on the bed, he could
Her wound was attended to the next morning and the female servant offered to help her shower. She shooed her away. What were they implying? She had an injured arm which didn't mean she was handicapped but after trying to avoid water spilling on her bandage, no one told her to open the door and invite the servant in.She did so groggily and she sat in the bathtub while the young woman helped her shower. It was an inconvenience especially when the bath didn't have the usual smell she was used to. But who was she to complain? During the two weeks she escaped, having her bath was a luxury that she couldn't afford.Anna was offered clothes and when she checked herself in the mirror, she was tempted to ask who had picked her outfit. This was just like what she used to wear; a black mini skirt with black net leggings, blue jock jacket and a bra top inside. To top it all, small heeled ankle boots.She almost felt like her old self again.Her hair was combed and her curls had straightened out.
His eating manners were too perfect to be normal. How could someone like him exist? As if it wasn't enough that he had a perfect face, body, hair and height, he had to be well mannered too. His tone was polite and his words were carefully spoken.Anna couldn't help but notice all these things. He must've been a very good child growing up. The type that caused little to no troubles at all. The way he ate, he was careful not to spill a thing and how his lips circled around the fork, he would close his eyes as if to savour the taste-Really, she had to stop staring. He was too much of a gentleman and a perfectionist. But people like him were sure to be psychopaths.Anna didn't want to draw attention to herself so she kept eating. The family of three seemed peaceful and very kind but in this part of the world, 'kind' could get them killed.Of course the government wouldn’t just come after them. BlackCrown Pack had a reputation. Back in the day, they were worshipped like gods and that was
Martha flipped the pages of the book she'd been reading for a couple of days now. It talked about the history of the BlackCrown Pack. She had been trying to digest the myth and the legend especially when they found out the hard way that what they thought was a myth was in fact the real deal.She wasn't the only one in the library. Alpha Derrick, her mate, was there with her. She was standing close to the bookshelf while he sat at the table with countless books opened. He looked deadpan serious, searching for answers.Just as he was worried, she was equally worried too. She needed to find a permanent cure to his curse and time wasn't on their side. He hadn't shown any signs of it but she knew he was hiding it from her.The curse ran in the Adams family and once it was activated, it was impossible to stop or find a cure. They either gave in to the madness which could lead to death or control the madness by giving in to the constant craving of death and destruction.Ah yes, there was very
Anna took a cold shower instead and she struggled not to get her bandage wet. She had never masturbated with her fingers before- toys, yes but her bare fingers, she found that hard to do. It wouldn't give her relief anyways.She wished she had her toys with her but she wouldn't be staying here for a long time. Besides, who would she ask to get her some? She couldn't step out of the mansion.It was something she tried to push it away to the back of her mind but it still danced somewhere. She was like a prisoner here no matter how she looked at it.But Anna couldn't complain. It was for her own good, right?She turned off the shower after scrubbing her skin, trying to get his touch away from her skin but she was more terrified to find out that it was burned in her memory especially with her wolf jumping due to excitement- she was yet to come down from her high horse."I'm going to disappoint you a lot," Anna said to Sia who grumbled and ignored her still.Anna rolled her eyes but let it
Anna got inside her room and once she closed the door, she leaned against it, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Sarah had been so bold to ask her that question before Martha. It was a good thing she already mentioned having got lost in LeRoy's room.From the look of it, Sarah had asked what Leah had wanted to know. Those two gave off a troublesome vibe despite the smile on Leah's face. She didn't look a thing like Martha though or even Alpha Derrick. Were they truly related?She stared at her feet and turned to her bathroom. She opened the door and got in, bending before her sink, she turned on the tap. She held her hair back and splashed some water on her face. The cool feel of it knocked her to her senses. She straightened and stared at herself in the mirror.Her eyes were lazy and behind them were pain and hurt, a bruised pride and a grievance put on hold. She wasn't even given time to mourn her Alpha. The bastards took him from her arms and arrested her on the spot.It was
Anna froze with shock as her hand stung. Did she really just do that? When he whispered such daring words in her ears, she had lost it.What did he mean by that threat? What was he going to do if she repeated her Rejection request?She retracted her hand, staring at LeRoy who had his face turned to the side with his eyes wide in shock. His left cheek turned a bit red from the bruise and Anna silently drew in a breath to await his reaction.Shit! She had over reacted. She didn't mean to be abusive.He suddenly turned his face to her and she took a step back, turned her face away from him. His eyes still watched her innocently and she felt guilty for what she had done.How could she have hit such a sweet looking man?She bit hard on her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut. Damn! That wasn't supposed to happen. "I didn't mean to-"He took her hand and she opened her eyes, watching as he brought her hand to his face and kissed her palm.Anna froze at his strange behaviour. Was he a psycho
"Let's start slowly and carefully," the nurse said with a smile on her face as she carefully raised Anna's injured arm. She bent her elbow and moved the arm up and down like a fish flapping its fins."Does that hurt, Ma'am?" She asked, wanting to make sure her patient was in no pain."Maybe if you stop talking to me every second, I'll find that out, huh?" Anna glared at her and she flinched. She didn't want to be in the nurse's office longer than she had to."S-Sorry!" Why did she have to attend to a scary woman? Her eyes alone could set her ablaze! It was times like this she wished she didn't have this job but the pay was amazing and being this close to the Alpha family was a blessing.Of course there was the rule to keep her mouth shut and forget everything she saw. This woman before her was none other than Anastasia Robie. A wanted criminal.Why would the Alpha side with this woman? Was she innocent of the crime on her head? Why did LeRoy save her?"How long have you worked here?"
It's here! it's here! it's here!My new book!The Lycan's MistressSYNOPSIS_________"It is unheard of for an Alpha to be punished by a mere human. Crystal, what have you done to yourself?" But nothing made sense to her. She could only stretch her hand and look at him for help. The ring on her finger felt so cold and heavy, a constant reminder that her next step needed to be carefully thought on- ***** "The doctor said if I keep piling up the rut, it'll lead to bad health... I could die." And she didn't want to die. ***** Neglected by her husband and disowned by her family, Crystal has prepared herself to die but when she goes running to her mother's aid, she bumps into her younger sister's arranged husband-- Lycan Prince Silver Walsh who happens to be her mate. What happens when Crystal is on the verge of dying and the only one who can save her is him? __________THAT GOOD ALREADY! JOIN ME THERE! YOU CAN FIND IT ON MY PROFILE OR JUST SEARCH "The Lycan's Mistress"I'm so exci
“Here comes the chew chew train,” Anna said in a sing-song voice as she fed little Jeremy who squealed and grinned at her, waving his hands and throwing his legs. He ate the last spoon of his food and once she watched him swallow, she heaved a sigh, rubbing her baby bump.“Phew!” She glanced at her tummy, frowning for a bit. Jeremy was already a struggle, why did she go and get knocked up again?Who could she blame other than her beast of a mate, huh? She rolled her eyes and carried her son from the feeding chair he was strapped to.He looked so much like Weston when he was so young. She knew he would grow up to be a find young man-She heard the door slam shut and she jerked her head to it. Leroy stormed into the living room and looked around. When his eyes landed on her, they softened and he took long strides to her.He stopped, look at Jeremy ans stretched his a hand to carry him-“What's gotten into you?” She wondered, he did look pissed when he walked in. Who annoyed him the time?
After she left, Leah's words played back in Sarah's head over and over as she sat there staring at the cold drink she offered her, one thing crossed Sarah's mind.Lie.That was a fucking lie!Leah never cared for anyone but herself. Even Martha who took her in and gave her a life, she didn’t care about the woman. Her only hatred for Martha was because the woman never offered Leroy to her as a suitor.How could she have even done that?She literally saw them and raised them as siblings.She saw her as her everything? Okay, maybe some parts of it were true but who treated their 'everything' like trash? Why would you even do that to them?She turned her into a punching bag where she offloaded her stress and even saw her as nothing but a tool for sexual pleasure now she had the guts to look her in the eye and call her 'her everything'?If that was how she treated her everything then she should've chosen the options for 'Nothing' better yet, opt for 'trash' or 'Dirt' because that was how s
Ezra had never hated virgins. He just never fucked them because of the usual talks that they were clingy as fuck and if there was one thing he hated, it was clingy. He already clung onto his twin and his Alpha- Leroy. Why would someone else want to cling to him?'But as he was buried inside Sarah- fuck, he didn't care if she stuck to him like glue after this! In fact, that was the fucking idea! He needed her to want him and crave him as much as he did her. He would kill for moments like that.He was pleased that his mate was his and his brother's to share. No one had seen this side of her. The sounds of her moans were like harps to his ears. He could just be here forever. Her mouth currently busy, sucking his brother off and from the look of things, she was skilled.He pulled out almost to the tip and slammed back in with little to no restriction."Your pussy is so fucking greedy. Taking my cock all the way. It was trained just for us," he threw his head back, grabbing her waist and s
Sarah jerked, rolling to the other side of the bed and closing her legs. She couldn't look this one in the eye as she felt she had done something terribly wrong. She felt like a slut for seducing the other when he was away.But in her defence, she didn’t call him over. She was going to suffer with her own hands the same way she had always done. She still heaved from the relief he gave her, her body felt calmer… for now. She knew it was only a matter of time before she was horny for them again.Why did it feel like there was more where that came from? She wanted to experience more orgasm and.. What would it feel like if he had put it inside her?She glanced at his crotch area and her eyes widened as her cheeks flushed. He looked big, no doubt but there was a small tiny issue. Would that go in… painfully? She tensed up at the thought of it-"I took my eyes off you for one minute-""It wasn't planned," Ezra explained. "I just had to come check up on her. You saw how she was when she left
They watched, dumbstruck as she continued to stimulate herself. She touched her boobs like she couldn't get enough of it and the flushed look on her face wasn't helping their situation either.Her scent grew stronger, her arousal choking them even more. They knew they were this close to grabbing her and spreading her legs and they wouldn't leave until they had their dicks buried balls deep in her pussy, her mouth, her ass, claiming their mate until she opened up to them completely.But they couldn't do that. Their presence here was a betrayal to the Pack. Leroy would go crazy if he knew. He was still on the search for Leah and Sarah. Nathan had gone into hiding too. He couldn't show his face anywhere especially not when he fooled the Humans into making him Human Government but that bastard was still untouchable to the Werewolf Government and those ones covered his tracks.This wasn't anything new to Sarah. She had always had to do this for Leah. What was wrong in doing it for her othe
THREE WEEKS LATERSarah turned off the shower and stepped out naked. Her hair wet against her back, she finger combed it and grabbed a comb from the dresser. She looked out the window staring at the night sky. It was a full moon today and she just wasn't feeling it.Ria, her wolf was still hard to connect with. She didn't blame her though. She had gone through so much and even now, she stared at her neck, there was no sign of acceptance on her neck.She wore her night dress and dried out her hair with the hairdryer before making her way to the kitchen. One again, her groceries had come in at a time she least expected it.She never caught a glimpse of them. They always… hide in the shadows watching her as they did now.She could feel their eyes around her. She knew they watched her. They watched her every time; when she slept, when she cooked, when she just sat and stared into the distance and sometimes, she wondered if they watched her in the shower.She pressed her thighs together as
"Leah, let's-"Her eyes widened as Leah walked into her body."Sorry," her voice trembled and so did the rest of her body but her breakdown was nothing compared to Sarah's shock. "Sorry," she whispered again and stepped back from her.Sarah's gaze fell on her crying face that her heart squeezed before her eyes dropped to the broken knife in her trembling hands.Silver.Her body burned from inside out and she placed a hand over the wound. Eh. This… couldn't be… happening. She.. Didn't mean it.Leah would never do that to her.Placing a hand over the wound and watching her mate tremble and shake like a scared child, she swallowed loudly and took a step closer but Leah responded with a two steps backward, her frantic eyes falling on Sarah like she was suddenly a prey.The cliff behind her was a long way down. She didn't even know where it'd lead to but… Leah tensed her shoulders as she shouted, "You're leading them to me! You're slowing me down!" she drew in a deep quivering breath an
The first thing Anna did once he set her down in the car was to wrap her hand around his neck and pull him down for a kiss.Leroy didn't miss the opportunity as his hands found her waist and he kissed her so passionately, their lips soft as a feather as their hands held onto each other so tight, afraid to let go.It was like a fire consumed their senses and all they could do was bask in their mate bond and almost choke on the thick tension around them. So many words were communicated just by their lips touching and Anna would have it no other way.Leroy, like a shock of electricity rushing through his veins, pulled back, breaking the kiss so suddenly that she searched his eyes. He was always one to want more after a kiss.She was turned on now. She saw no problem doing it in the car again.“I have to show you something,” he said, with his head resting on her own.“If it's not new ways to fuck me right now then I don't think I want it,” she pouted and he smiled. He liked the idea of th