'Calm down Tamara, I can explain. ' My extra alert ears collected the sound waves, sending them to the brain for interpretation. I couldn't believe it! He was asking me to calm down after saying such words. 'My mind can only picture you between her legs right now, and you want me to calm down? ' The flames continued growing just as the invisible force wrenched me near him. His wide eyes met with mine as I leaned in closer to him, tiptoeing on my feet to reach just below his ear. 'The remedy for fire is fire.' My arms were convulsively grasped yet again by the inexplicable force. I failed miserably to counter the forced actions as my hands tore my blouse in an instant. 'No!' His shout was a second late because the flames died out as my hands embedded into the cloth, pulling it apart in ferocious strength. ********* Orphaned and living as the only witch in a pack of werewolves, Tamara is hated and ridiculed despite her kindness. When the Alpha of the pack, Alpha Ryker turns out to be her mate, everything changes. Their bond is fated and sealed, and so is Tamara's role in saving the pack. Their victory depends on a prophecy and one life must be lost for others to be saved. As the pack's antagonist rises to power, she must team up with her mate despite the storms, betrayal and secrets surrounding them. Will they withstand or with the storm destroy everything they have ever known?
Lihat lebih banyakMy eyes swept over the dark green forest, with steady ancient majestic trees standing tall on the ground. The deep sea of dark green plant life had a calming effect on my eyes, mind and soul. It was always amazing to look at the green moss, engulfing the tree barks every time I came here. I always spent most of my free time in this particular part of the forest, away from the prying and judgemental eyes of my pack members. It was my perfect getaway from the busy life in the pack.
The tree tops swayed in the wind, crashing and bumping against each other. There was something peaceful about sitting on the crinkly forest floor, resting my back on a gnarled tree bark.
I lifted my face, staring at the canopy that only allowed afternoon scattered sun rays to filter through. The minimal mellow sun rays penetrated through the different shade of green leaves, lighting up the ground with polka dots.
The pack members avoided this part of the forest, but I loved it. It meant that I didn't have to deal with werewolves running or passing by and disturbing my peace. The werewolves were creatures of absolute freedom and suckers for nature, especially forests. While they enjoyed stretching by going for runs and hunting, they didn't like passing by here.
They knew where there was enough prey to satisfy their hunting thrill. Lucky for me, this wasn't one of the prey invested places. Most pack members didn't like me obviously because I was not of their kind. I was the only witch amongst them, and it had remained so since my parents passed away.
What the pack didn't know, was that I could tell each one of them what their hearts harboured. Their characters were made visible and clear only to me, by small clouds that hovered over each and everyone's heads.
Some pretended to be kind hearted and loving, but their clouds, which were grey in colour, showed something different. Something more sinister and full of malice. Each colour of the clouds represented their character traits.
I saw through each of their facades, but never once did I let them know. It was my secret, a secret that mum had begged me on her deathbed to guard and protect. She had made it clear that my mate would be the only person that I could trust.
I had learnt how to block the clouds' images over time. I had mastered the art of switching off the part of my mind that projected all these images.
I only switched it on once in a while, usually when I wanted to put my mind into work.
Seeing people's character wasn't the only gift I possessed. I had a lot more, like I could use my fingers to light up fire and put it off. I could move things with my mind but that always ended up draining energy from my body. Healing was also a gift I had, the side effects depended on the extent of the sickness.
I watched as birds twittered and flew from tree to tree, landing gracefully on the branches. I enjoyed listening to their dulcet songs, the melody always brought forth a smile on my face.
The woodsy smell of the forest floor was unique, obviously caused by the fallen rotting tree branches. I drew in a long breath, breathing in the earthly scent as I enjoyed the gentle caress of the cool breeze on my cheeks.
This was indeed satisfactory, away from the insults and the recurrent rude remarks. Goddess knew I needed this peaceful alone time once in a while. I had never wronged anyone in the pack, in fact I had only helped them. Time and time again I would help heal the injured pack members, especially the warriors.
But as the saying goes, the gratitude of a donkey is a kick. It was of no use to think about them, when nature was capable of making me smile. Perhaps, their ill treatment towards me would some day come to an end, just like the leaves that fall on the ground and gradually rot, with new ones sprouting on the trees.
I was so lost in my thoughts when I heard the crunching of the crinkly leaves and grass. Listening in closely, I could determine a number of footsteps padding on the ground. There were at least two people moving towards my direction.
I didn't want to risk anything, It could have been a bad person and there was no way I was waiting there to find out. I could have held my own and defended myself but I always avoided such situations. I hated confrontations with my whole being and todaywasn'tgoingto be the day where I suddenly liked them.
In an instant, I jumped on the lowest branch, gripping it with the right hand. The left hand was on the trunk with my thighs on either side of it. I had done this so many times with my late father, I had no problems using my upper body force and calves to push myself up the tree.
It was bushy, the dark green leaves were so big making it easy to hide in between them and go unnoticed. I always masked my scent, so nobody would detect me up there.
I made myself comfortable on one of the branches, once I was further up from the ground and on the tree. I was confident no one would see me here unless they were specifically looking for me.
Even before I looked down to the ground, I heard weak despairing feminine whimpers. They were so soft and feeble, they were barely audible. When I finally looked down, my eyes grew wide as they fed on the scene. The shock wore off quickly though and was replaced by uncensored anger.
Below, on the ground was a petite girl, quite around my height, maybe 5ft0. She was a sobbing mess, with her arms tied behind her back with what seemed like a rope.
Her clothes were torn, and tattered clearly by claws. Her brown hair stuck on her face, some strands caught in between her thin pale lips.
A stench of dried blood hit my nose, my eyes confirming by just looking at her bruises on her arms and legs.
A large hand with a venous arm was gripping her right elbow, holding her in place. Her feeble attempts to break free from the monster of a man were futile. She was firmly held and clearly there wasn't going to be a miraculous escape for her. The owner of the hand was a tall individual, 6 feet or more.
Even from this height I could see how his eyes bulged out of their sockets. I could tell that his nose was slightly crooked even from this angle. His hair was surprisingly kempt, but the menacing smile his lips formed was clearly that of a dangerous person.
His presence commanded a dark evil power that sent chills down my spine, but I wasn't one to back down. I had an advantage over him because he knew not of my presence.
The girl wouldn't look at him, she only kept on begging. She was barely audible, her voice so hoarse from maybe crying so much or screaming.
I needed to help this girl and I needed to do it fast. I watched as he pushed her to the ground, hands still tied on her back.
He didn't utter a word, his expression didn't falter even at the girl's cry for mercy. He had a determined look on his face, he was on a mission. A mission that he was set on completing, but not in my presence.
He tore the girl's torn dress completely, leaving her bare for him to do with, as he wished. But again, not when I was watching.
My fingertips were burning, ready to light up this evil man and burn him to ashes. But I couldn't allow myself to lose control, otherwise I'd end up lighting up the entire forest and hurting the poor girl even further. I needed to try and climb down the tree as stealthily as possible.
I wanted to look him dead in his eyes as he gasped for his last breath. Goddess, here I was thinking about killing him when I had never taken any life before, not even that of an insect. But the girl's appearance stirred something in me.
His actions disgusted me, the helpless girl lying on the leafy forest floor ignited rage in me. As much as I tried applying implacable patience, the need to protect overcame my control and without thinking twice I jumped down, landing gracefully on the ground.
His frame turned to my direction as my landing finally caught the man's attention. He was surprised at first but it quickly turned to something different and sinister. His nose flared up before a series of loud sniffs from him filtered over the sound of the birds and other small creatures.
'No smell on you, masked it? ' His menacing voice filtered over the girl's cries, stirring a feeling of informal revenge in the pit of my stomach.
'Mmmmh' He hummed before continuing.
'Doesn't matter, more pussy for me. He uttered in a sick gravely voice that cultivated even more rage inside of me.
I snarled in return, looking deep into his very unblinking dark eyes. They were just two balls of nothingness, except of course, malicious intent.
I had no use talking to him and right now my fingers were letting out small sparkles. Either he couldn't see the sparkles, or he just ignored them.
cast one look at the girl, she was still sobbing but looking at me with terror in her eyes. She was afraid for me, afraid for my life and not hers.
Her cloud was pink, this girl was kind, selfless, loving, caring. Even when her life was in line, she was still terrified for my own life.
'I'm going to enjoy fucking the two of you. He snaked his tongue over his shrunken dry lower lip.
'And I'm going to have fun killing you.' The voice was deep, commanding, powerful than the one the evil man had just used. The thunderous, crippling cold sound of it certainly captured our attention.
As our heads turned almost at the same time, Alpha Ryker, the god among men emerged from the trees. His long strides were calculated and heavy on the forest floor as he approached. I hadn't even heard him approach and by the look on the man's face, he hadn't either. How had he managed to be so stealth?
His aura was like a powerful storm, it alone forced us to kneel on one knee, eyes cast down on the ground. Our beings recognised him as the Alpha, the leader. His boots clad feet finally came to a halt in front of the captor.
We meet again, ' there was a pause in his cold statement as his face twitched in pure unfiltered anger.
Jax. ' He addressed the man, his lips pulling into a malicious smile.
The man, who clearly had been referred to as Jax by the cold Apha, was utterly terrified. His empty black eyes now showed raw fear. I swear I could visibly see his frame shaking in the Alpha's presence.
I had never felt such relief in my life as the Alpha towered over us, his unwavering fiery gaze fixed on the man on his knees. Another whimper from the girl had his gaze turning to us, briefly looking at the girl before he finally looked at me.
His expression wavered briefly before he blinked, then turned again to look at Jax.
'Let the fun begin. ' Alpha Ryker smirked.
And then he lunged.
Third Person's POV+Three years later.'Fuck yeah! ' Alpha Ryker grunted, pumping his glistening cock in an out of his mate's hot wet heat. He held her against the wall of his old bedroom, her legs wrapped tightly around his hips. 'Aah just like that! ' Tamara moaned, tightening her grip around his shoulders.'So sweet! ' He pushed deeper, making the little witch to throw her head back on the wall. Tingles of pleasure ran in their systems as their arousal mixed together. Their bond strengthened, thickening as skin slapped against skin. 'Faster Ry! ' The Luna screamed, leaning closer to taste her mate's lips.Their lips grinded together, tongues dancing in a heated ferocity. The male carried his mate towards the bed with his cock still inside of her. 'I want you to look at me as I bring you to your peak. ' He leaned down, careful not to crush her with his weight.'Aaaaah fuck!! ' Tamara arched her back, taking in the monster of a cock. Her pussy swallowed the length as Ryker entered he
RykerMy wolf was out to play, pushing to the surface with every single strength he had. He knew one mistake would cost us every thing we have ever held dear. Tamara's emotions hit our link but two surpassed the rest. Anger and hatred, her face was calm but the twitching of her fingers was anything but restful.'Why are you doing this Pete? ' My father was in nothing but a state of confusion amidst the happenings. He kept on throwing fearful glances at the wizard and his brother.Pete chuckled before his face took on a serious form. ' Brother, you have always been good to every one, but not to me. ''What are you talking about? ''My rightful place in this pack, the alpha position. ' He menacingly stated earning a laugh from my mate.'Really now? ' You fled the pack like a coward, did you really expect it to run itself? ' Tamara mocked, crossing her arms on her upper belly.'Shut up! you weren't there you stupid witch. ''Call her stupid again, see what happens. ' I threatened but he
TamaraWe had been searching for Jayson for hours, it was as if he had disappeared without a trace. No one including his mate had seen him for close to 12 hours now. Every attempt to telepathically reach out to him proved futile. Even Janette couldn't feel his emotions and neither could she get through to him.Poor Janette, she was distraught and hysterical to a point where I had no choice but to put a sleeping spell on her. Any stress would affect the foetus and put it in danger, and I wasn't about to let it happen. 'Any luck Tyron? ' We were back at my mate's office after almost covering every corner looking for him. There were heavy showers that started in the midst of our search forcing us to retreat until they were over.The afternoon sun had long been masked by dark thick clouds, making the sky appear low and gray. The clouds had been forming since dawn and now they were finally leaden with water. The sound of the water drops on the roof top swallowed sounds from the outside.'A
Ryker'What do you know about Janette's kidnap? ' Jayson drilled, watching my every move in my own office. My stubborn friend had been going at it for minutes, repeating the exact question.'I already told you Jayson, nothing you should concern yourself with. ' I dismissed him again, pointing at the door for him to make an exit and leave me alone.'Fucking stop this shit now Ryker! You might be the alpha and her sister, but I am her mate and I deserve to know. I am not leaving this goddamned office until you give me what I want. ' He scratched his head repeatedly, pacing around my office space. He has never lost his cool, he always knew how to control himself and yet emotions were clouding his thinking capacity.'What makes you think I know something? ' I put my pen down on the wooden desk with a click. Raising my eyebrow at my friend, I leaned on my office chair.'That night you left Tamara on her own once you found out about the disappearance of your sister. There is no way you came
Ryker 'Is she re..really my si...ster? ' My thoughts were a in a muddle, my emotions in a quandary as well. multitudinous questions popped up, all demanding answers hastily. I wanted to open my mouth but my tongue felt leaden and tied with words. 'Yes Ryker...This feeling that I've always had...wanting to be close to her all the time. ' My dad whispered, wiping a lone tear with his left hand. My dad wasn't one to show his emotions openly, but this, this was entirely different. My long lost sister was very much alive, and in the pack as well, mated to my best friend. Oh how I couldn't wait to hug her when she would awaken. She was being tended to by Bashir, her mate, mine and my mother by her side. This was totally unanticipated and I understood my parents reaction. Finding out that the child you once lost, was not only alive but close to them must have been so surreal. Janette, the girl that my mate had blindly chosen to defend that day in the woods. The same action that made me ch
***Ryker***+I sat silently at my parents living room, my ongoing thoughts drowning the chatter in the room. Hours of interrogating Monica bore nothing related to her escape. To begin with, her right thumb was bandaged and when I unwrapped it, a quarter of the finger was missing.She was the same person Theo remembered seeing when he was immured. But that had been weeks ago, she would have been healed by now. Near rhetorical questions kept on pressing my conscious for answers. Why? Is it because I finally got mated? Is it the reason she sought out my cousin? To hurt him as revenge against my death sentence to her?'Ryker I already told you that her mental state suffers greatly. Her wolf is so weak otherwise by now that wound on her thumb would be healed. I need to heal her first then we can question her when she is back to normal. ' Tamara, whispered beside me, rubbing circles on my back with her tiny palm.'Absolutely not! ' Every one turned to look at me, the outburst obviously draw
***Tamara***'You need to eat more darling, look at your lips. ' Maggie poured too much soup on a large bowl. She insisted that I needed to add more meat on my bony self.'But it's barely 30 minutes since you forced 2 pieces of arrow roots down my throat. ' I was so full, but the mouth watering aroma of the sizzling soup as it wafted through my nostrils posed a temptation. It was filled with white beans, roasted chicken, hearty and root vegetables.'Just ten spoons. ' She placed the spoon inside the bowl and urged me to take a sip. 'Mmmmh.' My taste buds exploded as the savoury herbs settled on my tongue. It was scrumptious, the taste of it making me forget my manners. I placed the spoon aside and picked up the bowl, downing the soothing fluid in big gulps.'This is sooo sweet. ' I wiped the side of my mouth with the back of my hand.'I will prepare it for you till you give you give birth. ' That had my heart palpitations increasing again. It had been days since I let out Mrs.Kagwe an
***Ryker***Excruciating, the pain from the extremely tight grip on my neck was just acute. I just felt a force squeezing life out of me, and even though it happened for a few seconds I was still feeling it. How the hell had Tamara done that so fast? I was sure as hell that wasn't her wolf talking, she would never physically use her powers on me.This, this was an entirely different force. Formidable than the power my mate possessed. What the hell was that? My beast was still shaken up, and he had retreated on the back of my conscious. A power that left my mate unconscious, but breathing peacefully. It had been roughly 10 minutes since collapsed, that was immediately after I was set free.I had mind linked my mother instead of rushing her to the infirmary. I knew that, that particular incident was the one that had drained energy from her. She would recover but I figured with my mother around, she would be in safer hands.'How is she? ' My mother pushed in the door then walked straight
Tamara'It's been three days Jayson, two whole extremely long nights of abandonment. ' I blinked away tears of fury and frustration.'Tamara don't you think you are overstating a bit? I mean aren't you coming from his office right now? ''Don't you dare insinuate that I am making a fit of petty annoyance Jayson. ' I pointed at him with my left index finger in a huff.'He hasn't said a word to me for three days now. I..I can't pretend it doesn't tear me apart anymore. ' Guilt had been a part of me since he dragged Theo to the dungeons for torture.'I will tell you this as my friend and not as my Luna. ' He walked closer to me, his voice taking a clear earnest tone.'You picked up holes in his strength as the alpha, as if that wasn't enough, you disparaged his ability as your mate to keep you safe. ' His words provided the last hit that finally broke my illusions. The false belief that I had been holding on to about all of this being Ryker's fault dissipated.'I see the pain in your eye
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