[Rosalie’s POV]When Diego brought me back to Moon Storm, I honestly didn’t quite believe that he would actually stick to his word. I thought that it was just a passing whim due to appreciation for saving his pack from the darkness that was tormenting them.However, with each passing day, the affection he was showing me grew more and more. So much so that he was openly flaunting me around Moon Storm while the rest of his pack watched on with mixed feelings apparent on their faces.Despite my best attempts, I couldn’t quite get used to it, but Diego insisted on keeping me next to him when he was out and about. I was certain this was because he was worried someone would try something.By the time a week passed, I was exhausted, but I knew that he wouldn’t let me off that easily. At least, that was what I thought, so I was quite surprised on the morning of the seventh day when I woke up alone.Sighing, I roll over and breathe in deeply, taking in Diego’s familiar scent, which still linge
[Rosalie’s POV]“What do you think of this?”Chanel’s voice rings out from behind me, and as I turn, she bounces toward me with a sleek black dress pressed against her frame.I wasn’t sure what I expected of a girls day exactly, but Chanel truly was going all out. We started with getting manicures and pedicures, and then I was forced into a salon chair to have my hair cut and shaped after Chanel insisted that it just fell like seaweed around my head. When the barber was finished, I had to agree that the difference was astounding, and while I thought our day would end there, here we were in a department store looking through clothes that I would never buy for myself.“It looks good.” I tell her. “You should buy it.”“Me?” She repeats with a giggle. “This isn’t for me; it’s for you.”“Me?” I repeat, confusion rushing through me. “But…”“And this,” she continues, moving the dress so I spot another. “And this.”One after one, she shoves the dresses at me, and once my arms are full, she es
[Diego’s POV]I zone in and out as my father’s personal assistant drones on and on about the report that I submitted after saving the outer village from the plague. Why the hell did I need to be here for this when I was the one present for the whole thing was beyond me, but my father insisted that I attend. Because of that, I left Rosalie alone in the morning with a promise from Chanel that she would come accompany her.Right now, the only thing I cared about was whether or not there were any leads toward where my sister was and getting back to Rosalie. And since nothing was being said in regards to Annemarie, getting back to Rosalie was my biggest priority.Although I knew that Chanel would take good care of her in my absence, I still didn’t like having her out of sight while within Moon Storm. I was more than aware it would take some time before she earned respect from the rest of the pack and acceptance from my parents. Until then, she was in danger of something happening, and beca
[Rosalie’s POV]I gasp for air as another orgasm attacks me. How many times have I cum now? How many? So many, to the point where I can’t tell one from the other. Diego truly was a cruel man, but deep down, I really enjoyed this side of him.“Can you go on?” He asks now, releasing me from my torture.“N-no,” I whimper. “No more. I can’t.”This was torture—sweet torture, but torture none the less.“Your stamina really is low.” Diego murmurs, sitting the remote to my underwear on the bedside table. “I’m going to have to make you start working out to keep up with me.”“Keep up.” I squeak, understanding what he meant.“I’m a lycan, princess.” He murmurs, giving a grin. “My stamina is twice that of a normal man.”Eyes widening, I try not to imagine just how long he can go. I don’t have to, since I’ve witnessed it firsthand. Those poor women were used until they couldn’t move any longer. That was going to be me. Could I actually go that long?“Don’t worry too much about it now.” Diego sighs
[Diego’s POV]My eyes grow wide as Rosalie’s question hits me like a ton of bricks. Was she really asking me this right now?No. Not yet. I couldn’t do that yet. That didn’t mean that I didn’t want to.Fuck, I wanted to fuck her in every position possible. I wanted to make her scream my name at the top of her lungs. I wanted to tie her up and have my way with her. I wanted to do everything to her, but I couldn’t, not yet.“No.” I say slowly, causing a look of hurt to flash in Rosalie’s eyes. ‘Listen,” I continue, giving her a stern look. “It isn’t because I don’t want to.”Right now, that was the thing I needed to make the most clear. I wanted her like a fiend wanted their drugs, but to do it now wouldn’t sit right with me, not when there was still the issue of Kate and her family.As far as I knew, she didn’t tell anyone anything, which meant that our engagement was still considered valid. I needed to properly break it off.“Once I’ve annulled my engagement, I will take you.” I say n
[Diego’s POV]I wake up the next morning and sneak out of bed while Rosalie is asleep, then head straight to my father’s office, where he sits doing his morning briefing with Giddeon. When he spots me, he raises a brow, but I’m sure he already has an idea of why I’ve come to see him.“Is this about that woman again?” He asks while Giddeon remains silent. “Didn’t you already legally obligate me to go along with what you wanted?”“I’d like to meet with Wallace.” I say, ignoring his sarcasm. “To discuss annulling the engagement.”At my words, my father’s face falls, and a look of amusement flashes in Giddeon’s eyes while he fights to keep his laughter in check.“You really aren’t wasting any time making a mess for that woman.”“Her name is Rosalie.” I growl, though I too, up until recently, referred to her as that woman. “And she will be the Luna of Moon Storm.”“Sure, sure.” My father sighs, pulling out his cell phone and beginning to dial. “You say that now, but you’re only lost in you
[Rosalie’s POV]I roll over, letting out a contented sigh as I expect to find Diego still asleep beside me. However, his spot on the bed is once again empty and already cold.Feeling a wave of disappointment rush through me, I sit up and look around the room, half expecting to find him there, but the space is empty.“Where did he go now?” I murmur, trying not to feel too lonely.Clearly, I was getting spoiled by him always being near me. This wasn’t good. I couldn’t become dependent on him, not when I didn’t know what the future held for us.‘Isn’t he showing you that he wants to keep you beside him?’ Hana asks me, stirring from her beauty sleep. ‘Why do you keep doubting?’Why? Because in this life, nothing is certain, and I just couldn’t believe that something this good could happen to me. Not to mention, the minute Jason’s pack and family got word of Diego making me his Luna, they would most certainly come for not only me but even him.No matter how you looked at it, I was a burden
[Rosalie’s POV]“What do you say?”Diego’s voice is gentle as he helps me up and then cradles me against his body. Where we touch comes alive with a delicious warmth, and in the moment, I truly feel like everything is going to be okay, despite the look of hatred from the two that watch us.“You can’t be serious!” Wallace growls, his aura erupting from him. “You’re leaving the choice to that woman?”“That woman has a name!” Diego roars.At his words, Wallace flinches while Kate cowers, but the father-daughter duo quickly get themselves together.“I don’t care what her name is.” Wallace says now, his attitude changing completely. “She is not and never will even be a blip on my radar.”Frowning, I try to determine what exactly changed to make him suddenly so cocky, and I quickly get my answer as Diego’s father’s aura presses against my skin.“Charles.” Wallace purrs as the man appears. “You’ve come just in time.”Flinching, I try to ignore the hatred that flashes in Charles’ eyes as he t
[Ciaran’s POV]I lead my little mate through the bar and out toward the parking lot while everything in me screams to stop this and just leave her. However, unlike the first time we met, the bond feels so much stronger, and I can’t stop my wolf as it begs to have a taste of her. And frankly, this evening I wasn’t in the mood to be cautious, not when fate was continuing to bring her to me. However, there was something that didn’t make sense and that bugged the fuck out of me.She recognized me and my threat.Frowning, I reach my car and yank open the door to the backseat, and not wasting any time, I throw her inside and then climb in, slamming the door behind me. And once inside, I’m trapping her wrists between my hand, taking note of how fucking tiny they feel in my grasp. All I had to do was squeeze a little, and they would break.A human. I was mated to a fucking human. Me. Mated to such a weak being. What kind of fucking joke was this?“Why?” I grunt, trying to make sense of what w
[Chanel’s POV]My body buzzes with a delicious energy due to Anthrose marking me. Even though I’m exhausted from the ordeal that I’ve suffered through, I feel so invigorated that it leaves me stunned. However, by the looks of Anthrose and even Gil, who silently slumps to the side, I know that not all of us are going to be able to search for the artifacts needed to save Rosalie and Diego.“Anthrose,” I say quietly, letting him slump against me. “We should let Sam and the others find the artifacts.”“What are you saying?” Anthrose demands, jerking away. “How can we possibly…”He doesn’t finish his words before he is collapsing again, and I know that he isn’t going to fight me if I drag his ass out of here. But I know that even I won’t be able to do that, not when I needed to support Gil.“Are you able to walk?” I ask, deciding to not scold him for trying to act like he was fine. “Or should I…”“I can walk.” He assures me, slowly standing. “What about you?”“I’m fine,” I admit, joining h
[Anthrose’s POV]Joy rushes through me as the taste of blood explodes on my tongue. Goddess, it tastes so good, especially mixed with the fear that is trickling from the one that I’m slowly ripping limb from limb. It’s all I can taste, all I can feel, all I can focus on.That’s it. The darkness in me purrs. Kill. Kill everyone.Kill everyone. Right. I needed to kill everyone because they’re the ones who did this. This was their fault. They were the reason I was left with no other choice but to embrace the beast that I always kept in the shadows.Kill.The word repeats itself in my mind again and again until I feel hands wrapping around me, pulling at me, all of them attempting to stop me from killing the one beneath me.“Anthrose.”“Stop it.”“We need him alive.”Bullshit. We didn’t need this bastard alive! He deserved to die because he…The rest of my thought gets lost as a sweet scent slams into me, drawing my gaze to the single figure who lays on the ground clutching their abdomen.
[Chanel’s POV]I stare on, watching as Anthrose and the rest of his group surge forward, attacking the guards who were just sneering at me, and I can’t help but laugh at the difference in their demeanors.“Cowards,” I spit, sitting up and snapping my thumbs back into place. “Acting all high and mighty until actual danger appears.”As I speak, I grab the chains that are holding my ankles and begin to pull while ignoring the pain that shoots through me. Fuck, they were strong, but I was stronger. Soon enough, they begin to crack and then break apart, allowing me to finally get up and move to Gil’s side.“Just hang in there a bit longer, alright?” I tell him, clutching his cuff and starting to fight with it. “Then we will get you out of here and…”“No!” Gil gasps before breaking into a coughing fit. “We can’t just leave!”Frowning, I take in his words, trying to make sense of what it is that he is saying, but I don’t get to question him further before pain shoots through me and my body a
[Anthrose’s POV]The next morning we move out the minute the warm sun begins to paint the ground that we sleep on. After a quick breakfast, we head out with me leading the way since I’m the only one who can get a feel for the location that we are searching for.Together, we silently move across the island while keeping our senses alert in case of a surprise attack. However, the expected never happens, and by the time we are close to our destination, I can’t help but feel like all of this is too easy, and by the tension I feel from my companions, I know that they’re feeling the same.“Up ahead,” Sam murmurs, coming to my side. “I can see it.”Nodding, I take in the shining figure that I’m certain is the temple, noting the dark aura that radiates around it. Even from here I could tell that the things residing within were something the normal wolf wouldn’t want to approach, but given what we were fighting for, I wasn’t going to let it stop me.“Prepare yourselves.” I announce, letting my
[Anthrose’s POV]For the rest of the day, I search the island for a sign of where Chanel and Gil may be, but come up empty. And when my group can’t seem to move anymore, I have to call the search to a halt. However, that doesn’t mean that I don’t continue to keep my connection with the earth, searching while dinner is made.It’s a silent ordeal, as I’m certain that the entire group is feeling the weight of what is at hand and what we may encounter when we find the ones we are searching for. I could only assume that a fight was waiting for us, and it was because of that that I even agreed to res.Sighing, I close my eyes and let myself slip deeper into a trance, searching until I feel something press against my consciousness that snaps me to alertness as hope flares through me along with a longing that I’ve never felt before.‘Chanel,’ I whisper, not daring to truly believe that I’m feeling what I am. ‘Is that you?’For a moment, all I’m met with is silence, causing me to believe that
[Anthrose’s POV]My body screams at me, begging me to stop, to take a break, but I can’t stop moving. Behind me, I can hear noises of complaint and exhaustion escaping my companions, making it clear that they’re feeling the same thing as me. However, I can’t stop moving; I won’t stop moving; just the thought of stopping makes me so damn anxious I want to fucking destroy something. I can’t stop the feeling that if I stop looking even for a second, Chanel will vanish completely.Shivering, I try not to think of a world where she doesn’t exist somewhere. Sure, it was one thing to keep my distance and allow her to live the life that she deserves, but to even think of her not being somewhere alive and happy damn near kills me.‘Chanel.’ I call to the darkness, hoping and praying that by some miracle she will respond to me. ‘Where are you? Why aren’t you answering me?’“Anthrose.”I immediately freeze as the voice reaches me, but I realize a moment too late that it wasn’t Chanel’s voice, it
[Chanel’s POV]I look around me, taking in the stone walls around me, noting how they’re cracking, allowing vines to grow through them while my intrusive thoughts try to get the better of me. They’re screaming things like what if this place were to collapse. What if you find yourself at a dead end? What if you run out of air? It’s irritating as fuck, and even though I keep telling them to shut up, they just won’t.“Hey,” I call to Tyson, who leads the way in hopes of distracting myself. “Are you certain that we are going in the right direction?”Since he was the one to choose our path and take the lead, I could only hope that he somehow could track the way out of this place, but what if he was just leading us deeper into this underground labyrinth?“Hey,” I repeat when he doesn’t respond to me. “I’m talking to you.”Frustration growing, I move forward and grab his shoulder, forcing him to turn and look at me, but I’m not met with the same gaze that I was used to. Instead, I’m met with
[Anthrose’s POV]We spend the rest of the day searching for any sign of Chanel or Tyson, but all we come up with is nothing. It’s almost like neither of them existed or were somehow spirited away from earth.“We should rest.” Henry, one of Ulrick’s warriors, suggests later that evening. “We will be useless in helping them if we are exhausted.”“Are you saying that this little bit of action exhausts you?” I demand. “If that's the case, you are more than welcome to rest, but I’m going to keep searching.”“But, sir…”“I said I was going to keep searching!” I growl, not giving two fucks if I came across as argumentative or defiant. “There’s no fucking way that I’m going to stop until I find her.”Even though only a couple of hours had passed, I couldn’t help but feel like days, even weeks, had already gone by without Chanel’s presence. It was fucking maddening, and I was beginning to feel like a crazy man. How the hell did I manage to stay away from her for so many years in the past?No.