Flashback...
It was the grand mall opening, a space that spoke volumes about luxury and affluence. It was the best to open in our city, situated in a common space between neighboring packs. It was owned by the mightiest alpha of our times, the ruthless Jake Black. They said he was the devil himself reincarnated as a wolf.
Everyone agreed to be in his good books when he proposed to this common mall. He had that power. He was a predatory species who ruled over other alpha, now the undisputed king of the Moonlit city.
And why was I here- someone who hated attention? Well, Kathy dragged me here because John was out of town. I couldn't ignore her repeated pleas.
But to my ill fate, John's schedule freed at the last moment and he joined us in the middle of the event. It felt like I was an unnecessary addition to a perfect date.
So, here we were waiting for the grand opening, standing in the middle of the crowd in front of the stage, prepared in the middle of the grand hall of the mall, waiting for Jake Black to inaugurate. And he was running late! Purposefully!
Suddenly, the eyes darted towards the entrance and the faint murmurs burst into loud cheers as young female wolves ran towards the door. I guess the man was here. Even from a distance, he seemed like a man with a powerful demeanor. His long legs stride towards the stage with such confidence and allure that could leave any woman fantasizing about him. And I was no exception, even when I couldn't get a proper glance at his face.
My teenage body had never experienced such a powerful surge of emotion. I found myself drooling over him as my body began to act in strange ways. Out of nowhere, a strong heat shrouded me, and I was drowning in a pool of hormones. In this AC-clad hall, I began to sweat vehemently.
"What happened?" Kathy asked, noticing my trouble. "Do you want to go back?" She connected my condition to my anxiety problems.
But it wasn't that. A strange heat enveloped me, and I was dripping wet. It was as if something pulled me towards it, and I was spiraling into a wave of desire and lust. My eyes were fixed on Jake Black as my virgin pussy began to drip wet for him.
Fuck! Suddenly he stopped in his path, his eyes darting in my direction. Did he notice me? It can't be. He had that kind of effect on almost every single wolf here. I was no one special.
"I need to use the restroom," I lied. Maybe I really needed it.
It took me some time to walk through the crowd and find the restroom. It was a lonely hallway, and the walk to the restroom felt like a hiking trail. My legs were feeble, my knees so weak that I would fall any time now. The heat was beyond something I had ever experienced. Was I going into a heat episode in the middle of the mall opening? I don't know. I had never experienced it before. I was almost near when my vision blurred, my body aching. I needed a release. Otherwise, I would die at that moment.
I pressed my hands on the wall, trying to catch my breath, gasping and panting. But I could no longer fight my condition, darkness engulfing me, my body betraying me. I would have fallen, but a pair of strong hands coiled around me, pulling me upright.
Boom! The heat almost got in check. But a new type of fire was ignited. "Thank you," I barely managed to whisper, my voice cracking up and my vision still blurred to see my savior.
"Are you alright?"
A scintillating wave crashed through me, sending a shiver down my spine. His masculine presence was amplified when he said that in his raw, powerful, strong voice.
Driven solely by desire and my unbearable need, my hands raised, cupping his cheeks. I could guess she was handsome. He was tall, a foot taller than me. And his body felt like an iron chest against my feeble form. I wish I could steady up and see this breathtaking wolf and devour in his beauty. But my carnal desires were in the driver's seat.
"Fuck me!" I found myself begging, shamelessly.
"What?" He gasped, his eyes narrowing. I know I was setting an extremely bad example, but I wanted something between my legs to exist in this world. The heat was tormenting.
"Please!" I begged him, pressing my body against him. I was a virgin. I never had felt a male touch. So his closeness only amplified my need, especially given my condition. He was worsening it.
He carefully looked at me for another second, and then I didn't know what convinced him. He scooped me up, carrying me to the restroom. He dropped me on the marble sink, my legs coiled around him. I pressed my body against him, his bulge poking me immediately. He was hard down there.
"Stop, if you don't want to get fucked now!" His voice was sharp and serious, but it managed to stir feelings I didn't know existed inside me. I dreaded to be fucked in the restroom by a total stranger whom I couldn't even properly see in this hazy state.
"Please! I can't bear this anymore!" I gulped hard, scratching my head and neck, pulling him closer with my legs, my chest rising and falling heavily under his presence.
"Fuck! Are you going through a heat?" He asked, his voice now softer than before, his eyes perhaps fixated on my neck or my chest.
"I don't know." I didn't want to talk when I was throbbing for a cock! I pulled his face towards my face, trying to seal a kiss.
"I can't fuck you! Not here!" He announced, breaking my heart. "Please!" I felt a surge of anger, but my voice came out begging him.
He pulled up my dress, leaving me only in my underwear, exposing me. With a sleek move, my panty was undone, my pink pussy direct in sight to his predatory eyes. And the next, my bra fell to the ground. I might not be in great shape, but still, my breasts were bigger compared to my small frame.
"Fuck! You are making me do crazy things!" He groaned, exposing his vulnerability for a split second as his gaze fell on my naked breasts. Before I could say something, his mouth landed on my nipples, his tongue skillfully sucking and licking on them.
"Oh yes! Mmm!" I moaned heavily, without a care in the world. The thrill that someone might walk on us was making it even more exciting.
My pussy clenched, more juices flowing out of them as my heart hitched in my throat. "Yes, like that!" I arched up, giving him more freedom. My legs tightened around him as my moans began to fill the thick air with the smell of my virgin arousal.
"Spread your legs. I will fuck your dirty cunt that goes into heat for any stranger with my fingers. It should be enough for your loose hole!" His words, though dirty, made me feel better even if I felt a little detected that it was not his cock but fingers that would please me. I immediately spread apart my legs like a vulgar woman.
"I am a virgin." I bit my lips, breathing heavily under the impact of his baritone voice. His presence was so captivating that I knew he was an alpha wolf, a primal one who knew what he was doing. I was blessed to be found by him and not some stupid, horny teenage boy.
His eyes darkened at that, his voice choked in his throat. I could tell the shift in his stance, even if my eyes were still blurred under the impact of my first heat.
"Right! How did I miss it? This virgin smell drove me here!" He whispered, his voice mixed with lust and something unusual. But I didn't want to find out about that now. My hands found their way to his crotch, squeezing it a bit as he groaned heavily, spreading my legs further.
"You are dripping wet! Fuck! You want a cock, don't you?" He hushed, grazing my neck and biting my earlobes, his hands circling my thighs, teasing me.
"Mmmm, this feels so good," I found myself moaning in the arms of a stranger while he played with my ripe, prime pussy.
His mouth found its way back to my nipples as his teeth grazed them, his hand parting my legs as I tried to clench them. "Please, fuck me!" I cried, almost unable to take in this torture anymore.
"Please what, mate?" His words fell like honey. Mate? He surely knew how to make someone feel good. His hand slithered towards my clit, now his thumb rubbing them as his middle finger circled my hole, teasing me.
"Fuck me, please, fuck me! Fuck! Why, this feels so good!" I moaned heavily as I curled, my hands now snaked around his neck, at times running through his thick black hair. It felt so good. I had heard about it from my friends, but never had any experience dispute being a wolf. Right now, what he was doing to me felt heavenly. I might regret not knowing this capable stranger, but I never knew what was happening in this restroom. This is the best I have felt in years. There is no going back.
"I love how you tremble under my touch! I can't wait to fuck you, mate," he said, his voice raspy and husky.
And the world faded away, my eyes fluttering to a close shut, my lower lips folding in as I bit them harder when, with one sleek move, he entered my damp pussy. My stomach flip-flopped, my world crashing into that single moment. A desire surged through from my pussy to my heart, setting my entire body on fire.
"Argh!" A loud moan escaped my lips at the intrusion.
"This is so fucking good!" A wave of pleasure replaced it soon.
"You are so tight, even for my finger!" He announced, shaking me upside down.
His digit slowly moved inside me, his face now almost close to mine. I could feel his gaze, which was igniting a forbidden passion in my heart. "Open your eyes and look at me, mate!" His words were commands that I couldn't ignore. Even if I could barely see, my eyes were locked on his. Well, I could see his deep, dark orbs, finding myself losing in them.
"God! Fuck! Ahh!" I moaned when he suddenly increased his speed, his hot breath fanning my face, neck, and ears.
"You like this, huh?" He asked, thrusting harder and deeper. I nodded, my words choking on my moans.
"I can't hear you," He squeezed my breasts, visibly pissed, as his onslaught increased, and my moans became heavier, muffled with pleasurable groans.
"Aah! Argh!---- Ye — This feels-- Fuck! This feels so good!" My voice kept cracking as I tried to tell him what he wanted to hear. Seemingly satisfied, his hands began to dip deeper, his speed now insane as my muscles clenched around him. As if this was not enough, he trusted another digit, spiraling my world, and throwing me into a darker pit of lust.
"Fuck!" My entire body arched up, my toes curling, my eyes rolling back as I screamed in pleasure.
"Hmm, this is better! Scream for me, baby! Scream louder! Fuck! I can't wait to taste you!" He groaned pleasurably.
"I- I-" I suddenly felt funny in my stomach, my insides churning. I had never felt such a euphoric, satisfying feeling washing over me. Was this how we feel after an intense orgasm? Probably.
Before I could announce him, his words began to fill the room. "Fuck! You are going to cum in my hands. Are you going to cum for someone you met randomly ever again?" His eyes were dangerous, his baritone voice piercing through me.
"I would kill that bastard. You only belong to me, mate!" His voice was loud and clear. I didn't realize its significance. I believed it was his wolf speaking in that state. And I obliged. "I am yours, only yours!" My words sounded more sincere than I had intended. I suddenly felt a spark, tingles erupting inside me. Something stirred my heart crazily. For a moment, we felt like lovers, not strangers.
And just like that, before I could reply, I climaxed on his hands, my eyes rolling back, my breathing heavy and erratic. I remember him pulling out of my pussy and taking his fingers inside his mouth. But after that, a heavy darkness engulfed me. When I woke up, I was sound asleep in my room. It all felt like a fleeting dream.
Present Day... Outside the porch, Jake stopped me, taking advantage of this situation."You were quiet during the ride," he said, but his eyes glistened with delight."Why do you care?" I threw my weight around."Mate, I suggest you take a bath quickly," he said in his baritone voice, teasing me. "I am not your mate?" I puffed, scratching my head. "Do I stink to your alpha nose?" I scoffed. Was he trying to humiliate me now? But why do I think he was hinting at something else?He came dangerously close, making my heart leap to my throat. What was he trying to do navigating troubled waters? The last time, I had felt this intense; it was almost a year back. "Mate, I can smell your arousal." His words dropped like a bomb, even if his face showed amusement."What!" My eyes widened comically. The ride back to home had been a roller coaster ride. Every time I stole glances at him, I found myself drowning in a pool of hormones, my pussy throbbing for him. If I had not had a release this mor
The journey to Jake's house, my new home, was torture.Sylvie had fallen asleep after a difficult day. Despite my best efforts, I found myself sneaking glances at Jake. Each time, longer than the previous. I couldn't help but admire how great he looked. I was bewitched. He knew some magic definitely.Fuck! Our eyes met, and he smirked catching me in the act. My cheeks flamed with a fierce blush. I quickly turned my head to look out the window, pretending to be absorbed in the passing scenery. But it was already dark. My heart raced as I felt the weight of his gaze, a smirk almost palpable in the air.Damn it all! The feelings were overwhelming. For the second time that day, my body was betraying me. My arousal was impossible to ignore. I was dripping wet, drowned in a pool of hormones. I pressed my legs together, desperate to suppress the wave of sensation threatening to consume me. The embarrassment was smothering.The earlier kiss, that almost kiss, flashed through my mind. My inside
"You can do it!" I muttered under my breath, descending the staircase as stealthily as possible.It was a desperate mantra I kept repeating in my head to muster the courage to face Jake after what happened last night. Well, I was failing miserably at it.The kitchen was eerily quiet when I entered, and for a moment, I was overjoyed. I was hungry. I reached for the milk, hurrying to leave before I saw anyone. That was when I heard it—a familiar, disarming voice."That's not enough food, mate?" Jake’s voice was smooth, teasing.But his words managed to send a jolt through my entire body. And with that, the composure I had built shattered like glass. It was as though he had a direct line to my emotions, capable of triggering a storm with just a few words.Steadying myself, I let out a deep breath to face him. This was my reality now. Facing this devil day in and day out and hiding my feelings. How long can I keep up? My hands trembled slightly as I fumbled with the milk carton, struggling
Walking behind the alpha, my mind was a whirlpool of doubt and self-recrimination. I had hoped to project strength and independence—qualities that alphas supposedly admired in their partners. But the truth was, I felt anything but powerful. I had found myself in an embarrassing situation, a damsel in distress whom Jake had to rescue. It was a stark contrast to the image I wished to uphold.I couldn’t help but feel that I was failing at maintaining the façade of resilience. The reality was harsh and unyielding. Without Kathy's steadfast support, I would have been crushed under the weight of the judgmental stares and malicious whispers. I was weak, wolfless, and at the mercy of those who were more powerful. Day in and day out, I fought my own battles, and it was only thanks to my friends and aunt that I had managed to endure. Yet, here I was, cursing Jake—an ungratefulness that stung with each thought.Lost in my introspection, I nearly collided with the passing traffic. A brawny hand re
“Jake?” A voice from outside jolted me sharply, dragging me from a restless, tangled fantasy.I blinked, disoriented, trying to calm myself. But he was already out, greeting Sylvie with that same confident charm. Was I no different? I stared at him, my heart racing. Had I imagined everything? Was I losing my grip on reality?"Elsa, what are you doing here in the middle of the day?" Sylvie's voice cut through my confusion, her gaze landing on me with a mixture of concern and surprise."Why are you with her?" Her gaze shifted to Jake.What surprised me more was what was she doing at home during work hours. She even worked on weekends earlier. Things have changed since Jake came into her life.I didn't know what to answer. In a panic, I did what I do best. I fled from the scene to my room to avoid chaos. Since that day, my life has become a frantic series of evasions. I avoided Jake like the plague with a desperation that bordered on obsession. I missed meals, left school early in the ca
"We will discuss this at length, mate." He walked away, leaving me in a whirlwind of confusion and unanswered questions.My fingers traced my lips, the lingering feeling of our first kiss still intact. A deep blush spread across my cheeks. Inside, I was overjoyed, the happiness almost too overwhelming to contain.Why hadn’t I stopped him? Why hadn’t I clarified what it meant?The thrill of our kiss was still fresh, but now I needed to understand what it meant for us. I decided I would find a moment to talk to him when Sylvie was out for work. Until then, I tried to focus on the fleeting joy of the kiss.Giddy with anticipation, I bounded down the stairs, a playful smile lighting up my face. I had taken extra time with my makeup and wasn’t planning to skip dinner. I planned to persuade Jake to join me for a shopping spree or maybe a movie—just us. The idea of us sharing a quiet corner seat in a dark theater made my heart race with excitement. We will discuss us at length!I tiptoed into
Breathing heavily, panting, and gasping, I trudged along the untrodden path barefoot, lost in both direction and thought. The sky rumbled above, mirroring the turmoil within me. A drizzle fell on my face, prompting me to look up. It was a pitiful night, indeed.I didn’t mind the thunder, nor the rain, nor the surrounding coldness. I was scantily dressed, the night’s weather acting against me. The harsh elements seemed almost fitting, a cruel reflection of my inner despair.“Ouch!” I winced as a thorn pierced the thin skin of my toe, the sharp pain jolting me momentarily from my sorrow. The night only seemed to get worse. Perhaps the moon goddess had heard my silent plea. I was about to vanish in this desolate place, disappearing without a trace from everyone’s lives. Such grace! A faint, sarcastic smile spread across my face as I pulled out the thorn, watching more blood ooze from the fresh wound. Maybe my long-standing wish to die naturally was about to be granted. Yes, you are right!
When I woke up, everything was simply too white for my tired eyes. I gulped hard. Was I dead and in heaven? Truthfully, I wasn't entirely disappointed. Maybe I could finally meet my parents. But then a dark figure appeared in front of me, blocking the bright light in my eyes.Using all my strength, I raised my hand to get a better look. My heart skipped a beat. The most handsome man on earth stood before me, a wide smile on his perfect face despite looking tired with bags under his eyes, a brisk beard compared to his usual clean-shaven look, and his once authoritative shoulders now slumped with exhaustion.I realized I had survived that fateful night. My last fading memory was correct. My savior was Jake. I don't know how he found me, but I was glad to be alive. Dead men tell no tales. With this third chance at life, I promised to do better."Jake?" I whispered, immediately followed by a cough. It was then I realized how weak I was."Here, take some water," my aunt offered. She looked
e knew I wanted him. He knew I had been begging for this for a long time... even before everything unraveled. Honestly since the day we met. He didn't pull out his finger but to my utter pleasure he inserted another... and then another as he began to scissor my insides. "Ah... Like that... Damn! Oh, yes!" I moaned heavily in pleasure. I was leaking wet, my juices flowing freely. He was back to kissing and sucking on my nipples while his fingers worked their magic, churning my insides. Electric tingles emerged from my nipples, coursing down to my core. The sensation was overwhelming. Growing impatient, I searched for Jake's erection. And when I found it, I grabbed it as if my life depended on it. I began to glide my hands skillfully as he began to crumble. "Elsa!" He groaned, twitching under my sudden touch. "Don't! Argh!" "Fuck! This feels so good! Damn it!" His eyes rolled back as he grunted with pleasure. I was now skillful at this. When he had not much time, or I visited his o
Elsa's POV That night... the moment we entered into the house, the clothes fell immediately. Jake had already asked everyone to leave the entire mansion to just the two of us. "Fuck!" Jake groaned huskily at my touch. But then he pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a fervent kiss. He got bolder, matching my intensity. He pressed me against the wall, my legs crossed against his hips as he squeezed my ass and deepened the kiss. When his lips left mine, they trailed down towards my jaw and then to my neckline before settling on the soft spot of mate bond. As soon as he sucked on the spot near my neck, I gasped heavily, a pleasurable wave spreading across me, sending goosebumps all over. "Urrgghhh..." I groaned, my voice muffled with pleasurable whimpers. The sounds of our passion filled the room as Jake’s touch ignited a fire within me. He then carried me over and placed me on a desk after flipping everything down. He parted my legs, rubbing my clit, continuing his onslaught.
Just then, Kathy and John approached, as if the weight of the day was already pressing on them. "Elsa," Kathy called out, her voice bright. "It’s really happening, huh? Are you sure you don't want this?" I smiled, feeling her nervous energy buzzing around her. "No! You ready for this?" Kathy let out a breath, her eyes scanning the faces of the pack members scattered across the clearing. "I have trained for this my whole life, but now that it’s here, I just...I don’t want to screw it up." "You won’t," I assured her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "The pack believes in you. And John will be by your side, as will all of us." John stepped forward and gave Kathy a reassuring nod. "She is right, Kath. You have got this." Kathy’s eyes softened as she looked at John. The bond between them was undeniable. They weren’t mates, but they had a connection that ran deeper. "I couldn’t do this without you," Kathy said quietly, and John leaned closer and kissed her. "Gross! Just get a room alr
Elsa's POV As the door clicked shut behind me, Xander leaned casually against the sleek black car. He was like a breath of fresh air. Jake was off meeting the council about Sylvie’s trial at the werewolf council. Jake had turned the werewolf world upside down and found out Sylvie hiding in the Silvermoon pack. There were too many proofs against her and even the Silvermoon pack after learning the truth had given their statement against her and Dane. Still, I hadn’t been able to shake the restless feeling all morning. Even though I was invited, I didn’t want to be there. If I had my way, she wouldn’t be rotting in prison; she would be dead like Dane. Well, it was Lydia who under Jake's guidance managed to gather most evidence against Sylvie, gaining support from Jake. Even if I was wary of her, I knew she was Kathy's mother and also the Luna of my former and still friendly pack. "Ready?" Xander asked. I was glad to see him. He had recovered well and now he was even acting as my cha
Elsa's POV The battle was chaos. Jake’s side of wolves was nothing if not relentless and brutal. They were a sight to behold in a war. And I was only contributing as little as I could. They crashed into Dane’s forces, shifting the tide almost instantly. The clash of wolves was deafening, the air thick with growls, the tearing of flesh, and the sound of bodies hitting the ground. The blood beneath us was stained to dark red, showing that this was a blood bath. “Stay together!” Jake’s voice roared through the pack link, commanding and fierce. “Don’t let them break the line!” I could hear him, too, perhaps through our bond. I could feel the determination surging through the pack bond. Jake’s presence was like an anchor in the madness. His massive black wolf, a towering figure of raw strength, tore through the enemy ranks. With every swipe of his claws, with every snap of his jaws, he was taking down Dane’s men one by one and their numbers began to dwindle faster. If not for my fat
Elsa's POV"Elsa!" Asher closed his eyes, embracing his fate. How could he? How could he accept death?I shivered, watching in horror as Damon closed in on Asher. His grip tightened, and Asher’s face paled. I looked at everyone, hoping someone would save him. But no one dared to move an inch. And Dane looked at them like he was watching a great show.My heart pounded in my chest, and I screamed inside. But before I could do anything something massive struck Damon, sending him crashing to the ground. Asher coughed. But he was safe.A howl tore through the forest, echoing in the night. The sound was fierce, raw, and powerful. My vision blurred for a second before I realized it had come from me. It was me who had saved Asher!I stood there, my body no longer human, but my wolf. I had shifted. Despite the drugs. When or how, I had no idea. All I knew was that this power coursing through me was new, stronger than anything I had ever felt. I growled, stepping forward, my eyes locking on Dane
Damon's POVWhen I finally reached the waterbody, I let Elsa rest beneath the shelter of an old oak. The madness in me simmered, threatening to break free. I was a mere puppet of Dane, and my job was to stop Elsa from shifting. If needed, I should kill her as well.But something didn't allow me to even do a single scratch on her. She seemed so precious, so important. And I had been restless ever since I brought her to my home for some years now. That place, which I really didn't bother about, was beginning to feel like home.By now, one thing I have realized. Despite these feelings, this fatherly love, I still had no control when I saw her as a threat to Dane's mission. I was afraid, this side of me, the dominant side of me, would harm her eventually. The only thing that kept me in control and my sanity intact for now was sharp, shooting pain.I looked at her. She was unconscious and helpless. I should protect her, care for her, and stand for her as her father. I wanted to tell her how
Elsa's POVWhen I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I was alone by a tree. A lot of weird plants were spread across me as if to mask my scent. I groaned, scratching my head. I looked for my father, still tipsy. I looked around, trying to remember where I was, and what had happened. But everything was a blur. The last thing I remember was the accident spot. And then I saw the moonlight glistening over a waterbody, not far from here.Water.I walked towards it, feeling thirsty. I washed my face and quenched my thirst, but that's when I saw him. Damon, my father, was sitting on a large stone, staring at nothing. His fingers rubbed against his wrist constantly, like a loop and he kept repeating something frantically. I walked towards him, my steps slow and deliberate. That's when the pendant glistened under the moonlight and I realized what he was doing. I gasped when I saw the wound on his chest. He was rubbing the crescent moon's sharp edgest so harshly, his skin on his ches
Jake’s POVWhen we reached the old forgotten factory surrounded by thick woods, I could immediately feel the threat hanging in the air. Dane had changed this place to a den for criminals and illegal activities. As soon as we stepped out of the vehicle, I saw Dane and Lunaria’s forces crawling all over it like rats. I clenched my fists as my small team, Xander and I crept closer, already catching the scent of wolves and rogues.Dane or Genelia were nowhere to be found. “You have got to be kidding me,” Xander muttered, eyes scanning the crowd. “They really brought in Lunaria to fight with Asher?”My hands trembled as claws emerged. "It’s not just them," I said, gritting my teeth. "Rogues. Lots of them.""Why?" Xander was confused."Maybe he knows He wasn't expecting Asher, but me..." I whispered, clenching my fists"Shit!" Xander groaned as we charged towards them. The air was thick with the smell of violence. A snarl ripped from my throat, challenging them. Claws and teeth, blood and