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10. Behind the doors
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(ELYN) I put the bags on my bed, as I looked around my room. It was strange calling it my room, or my bed, but I felt comfortable enough here to call all of this mine. For now, this was my home. I knew I had to get out one day or the other, but for now, this was somewhere I wouldn't mind being. And when I leave this pack, I would wander far, far away from Turquoise Falls. There was nothing left for me there, only pain, and past memories. My stomach grumbled loudly. I was planning to go to the kitchen and grab something to eat, when I heard a loud growl coming from the other side of the pack house. What in the seven hells was that? I started to run towards the sound, my curiosity winning over my fear. The growl got louder when I reached closer. I looked around and a sharp gasp left my lips when I saw the door to the mysterious room was ajar. The sound was coming from inside. This door had always stayed closed as long as I could remember. I had always been curious about that room
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 12. Strangeness
(ARES) I stormed out, my heart jumping in my throat as I walked inside my room and slammed my door shut. When she was that close... when her scent was all around me, I felt like I was losing my senses. It was like she put me in a trance, where I didn't know what exactly I was doing. Storm clawed inside for dominance, and I knew, if I let him out, he would go back to her room and finish what I hadn't the power to even start. "You are a coward," my wolf said. I knew he didn't mean it. He was angry and horny as fuck. "Maybe, but I can't do this thing with you right now, so shut the fuck up and leave me alone!" I said as I went into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. I could still feel the softness of her fingers, the lushness of her body and I need a bath in the fucking ocean of Izotz, which was mostly frozen blocks of ice. That was exactly what I needed. Blocks of ice. "You could have had Elyn and her warmth," Storm said with a frown. He was angry, but I knew why I had to do t
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 13. In the shadows
(ELYN) I grabbed the sword in my hand, testing its weight. My fingers felt like it would fall off just from the weight of the sword. I had always enjoyed watching people with their swords, the silvery clang of the steel against steel, the reflection of the golden light as the sun hit the blade in the right angles, but no one in my pack would show me or practice with me. Why would anyone want to do anything with a bastard girl?! I had heard them say that behind my back one too many times now. That was all I was in the Turquoise Falls. One night of mistake. The Alpha's biggest shame. Nobody called me that here. Nobody knew that about me, but yes... I liked it. The freedom of being myself and not tethered to somebody else's mistakes. I taught myself how to shoot the arrows. My first bow and quiver were a gift from my grandfather just days before he died. He told me I needed to learn how to survive alone in the pack's wildness. Because I was the only one in my corner. Yes, Reyna wou
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 14. Song of spirit
(ELYN) The spirit looked disgusting. Ares grunted as he grabbed my shoulder, shaking me. "Stop. Stop brandishing your sword, you-" he didn't finish it. It was a good thing, too, or I would have intentionally cut him off. "I was trying to help you," I said with an indignant scowl, and Ares looked at me, his eyes mocking. The fucker was laughing at me. I could do so much worse if I just had a bow and an arrow. I just hadn't learned how to use the sword. One day, I would, and then I would show him... "Goddess must save me if I ever need any actual help from you!" Ares said with a shake of his head and I grumbled. "You are such a tight-arsed, supercilious jerk, Ares Kincaid." I said with a resentful frown which earned me a chuckle. "Yeah, don't you just love how tight my ass is? Isn't that why you want to do things..." he waggled his brows as we stared at the thing together. “Fuck you,” I hissed at Ares. He sounded so damn smug, the bastard. “Oh, you would like that, won’t you?
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 15. Empaths
(ELYN) I wasn't scared of him, but I didn't know... I was scared. Of something. I could feel it in the air. Something was coming. And we should run, but there was nowhere to run. I shook my head, trying to distract myself. The night was thick and gloomy around us, and stars blinked on and off. The soggy smell of the wet ground was also very familiar. I didn't see Ares stopping in front of the pack house, and I almost bumped into him. He grabbed me by my shoulder, steadying me, and my heart missed a beat. It was strange, the effect he had on me. Dark shadows played against the side of his sharp jaw, making him look ethereal. Like the Goddesses had dropped him from the seven skies for being a pain in their asses. And he would have been such a pain in the ass, too. He was a pain in my ass and other parts, too. He took a step closer to me, and I was filled with his delicious scent. I looked up and, for a second, I felt a pull in my blood... a crazy, seductive song. Fast and fierc
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 16. Burn for me
(ELYN) I looked around elder Elizabeth's cottage, noticing the paraphernalia around. Glasses. Beakers. Pipettes. "You made your alcohol?" I asked, quite surprised by the fact. She gave me a big smile and nodded. "A small hobby. Here, have this bottle. It is Ale. The best one I made yet." She handed me a big bottle. That small act of kindness moved me. I had never received kindness from anyone, let alone a stranger, who was also a Lycan. "Thank you and good night, Elder Elizabeth. I will come meet you whenever I can," I whispered. She gave me a wrinkled smile so full of kindness and opened the door for me. "Bye, girl from nowhere." "I like it that way," I said as I walked out, motioning her to close the door. I hugged myself as I walked back towards the pack house. The night had become darker, and there was a strange stillness in the air. I leaned against the big cherry tree, and the scent of the flowers filled the surrounding air. I sighed. I could still hear voices coming from i
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 17. Hunger
(ELYN) "Food can't help me with my hunger. You know that, don't you?" I looked down at him. I saw the fire burning in his eyes. I knew he wanted what I wanted, but he persisted. He had more willpower than I ever had, and that was such a shame. I stared at him, my mind made up. I had been playing this game for two weeks now with him. The ball was literally in his court now. But I didn't want to back down. I had never liked losing. I loved winning my games. This was a game, and my prize was just underneath that dented pants. If this was a poker game, Ares would surely lose. All his cards were open for me to see. To feel. His erection was softly pressed up against my thigh as his eyes trailed up my body, searching. "No strings, Alpha." I crawled away from him and stood up, and as soon as my body was away from him, I felt the chill in my blood. It was as if he was my personal campfire in wolf skin or something. "It is your game now. Your rules." I raised my hands and his eyes were glu
The Lycan's Feisty Hostage 18. Nock and loose
(ELYN) "The game isn't over yet. It will be fucking over when I say it is over," I growled closer to his ears as he tried to unlatch my arms from around his neck. I held on to him, stronger than before, as he tried to buck me off like a fucking horse. "Do not act like a child. I have enough problems as it is." "You have enough problems that you wanted to add one more problem on your list by kidnapping a woman. A future Alpha at that?" "If they had kidnapped the right woman, I think my life would have been easier. You are crazy, you are unpredictable and I didn't have time to-" He twisted around until I fell to the ground with a thud. I groaned as my butt made contact with the cold floor. I glared up at him and he looked like he was trying so hard not to laugh, a palm pressed against his mouth. But his eyes gave it all away. "To what?" I growled out. "And do not laugh. If you laugh, I will punch your teeth in," I said with a vicious glare in his direction. "To help you with whate
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