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I was tired of fighting the pull towards my mate and my reason for doing it looked—and felt—more and more ridiculous. Madoka’s hands were on my hips, but they swept down lower to cup my ass through my jeans and I moaned against him. His fingers trailed lower and brushed between my legs lightly to teased me more. I ran my hands under his shirt and felt the ridges of his muscles under my fingertips. He released my mouth and breathed into my ear. "I want to mark you," he whispered huskily. It was so soon, but I did not care. So much of our time had already been wasted, and if he really was invested enough to want to mark me, what reason did I have to disagree? "Do it." His mouth kissed his way down my neck, and his canines extended and bit down into my flesh. The pain was irrelevant, because at the same time came a flood of connections I had been missing, not only since being expelled from Blackmore, but for my entire life. It was like the pack bond, except a million times more poten
Madoka lay on my bed with his arms crossed behind his head like he belonged there—who was I kidding, he probably did—unconcerned that he was naked as he watched me gather a few things for the night. I said stay over, but realistically, I doubted I would be leaving, if things kept going in this direction. Seriously, we were marked and mated, and I could barely wrap my head around it. He pulled on his clothes once I was nearly ready. I watched the way his muscles flexed as he moved, and heat built inside of me at the memory of what we had just done together. It was mind-blowingly good. A grin split his face as he met my eyes and moved closer to tower over me. "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing too exciting," I lied, although I didn't expect him to believe me. "Mmm. Is that so?" he asked, toying with a stray black curl. "No." Madoka smiled. "I want to get you home, first." "Home?" "Yeah. My pack. Our pack." His confidence broke for just a second, and he looked v
"The way I figure it, I could have had you about three dozen times since then if we had just gotten along from the beginning," he said, his tone teasingly serious."You're saying more than four times a day?" I asked, pointing out his exaggeration."What? Do you think we could fit in more? As much as I'd like to stay in bed all day every day with you, the pack does need me sometimes."I just laughed at his absurdity until he grew solemn."The pack will need you, too. If you're willing. I'm not going to try to force you into the traditional luna roll. It's unlikely that our pack will have any major standing in our lifetimes, but the plan is that in the future, it'll grant safety and support to a lot of people who haven't had it easy."His sudden seriousness drew me in, and I hung on his words. The idea of being a luna—something that had once filled me with pleasure and purpose—now left a sour taste lingering in my mouth and anxiety curling in my stomach.But, if I didn't step up, I was
Dealing with complaining humans the next day was harder than usual. I had tolerated them in my quest for survival, but now that I was getting out of there and would have more important pack based problems to deal with, each petty complaint was more tedious than ever.They weren't all bad, of course. Most humans were nice or at least neutral. They were basically just weak wolf-less werewolves, otherwise not that different from myself. I didn't mind getting things from the back or showing people things they couldn't find, but the rude entitled ones…They just got my wolf's back up and it was hard not to snap at them. Literally or figuratively.Still, I got through my shift and put in my two week's notice. After that, I called my landlord and told him I would be leaving. I thanked both profusely, because they had given me a chance when I had been really low.Ben, the wolf Jason had sent along, came along to my little apartment, and I began to pack up some of my things. He was helpful and
That night, Madoka and I lay together, both lost in our own thoughts. It was not awkward, just peaceful. He stroked my back absently, while I tried to organise my plans for the next day in my mind. I was pretty sure I could shave off some expenses if I started digging around, freeing up resources for other needs.Madoka's voice broke me from my thoughts."Since I met you, I've thought a lot about what I should have said differently in those first moments."Was that what he had been thinking about? I had lost my anger about that around the moment he had marked me and proved how serious he was. I was curious, though. "And what have you come up with?""Nothing.""Nothing?" That was anticlimactic."I would have said nothing. Instead I should have picked you up and carried you to my bed. It would have saved a lot of time. We could have talked about everything afterwards."I poked him, and scowled jokingly."That probably would not have gone as well as you're imagining it would have.""No?
The drive to town didn't feel very long, because Madoka let Yuu drive, and I sat next to him in the backseat. He kept trying to run his hand up my skirt, and I laughed and swatted him away every time. "I think I'm going to vomit, and I've barely drank anything," Parker complained, shooting Madoka a look over his shoulder. "Need me to pull over?" Yuu offered. "No, I'm making a point, Yuu." Yuu shrugged. "Don't worry about them. Hopefully, that'll be us someday soon." He had a wistful note in his voice I couldn't miss. I suddenly felt guilty for our antics. I so easily remembered being that mateless wolf, and the way all the happy mated couples had made me feel hollow inside, even when I hadn't been willing to admit it. How much worse might it be for Yuu since he knew his mate but couldn't locate her? I smacked Madoka's hand again and shot him a serious look. "This is probably depressing for them." "I waited so long for you, babe. But maybe you have a point." "Be good,
Madoka and I danced, lost in the beat, and the world faded away from all around us. Before long, we were kissing, completely enthralled with each other. Somewhere outside of my conscious thoughts, Yuhan had excused himself from dancing, and Parker and Pinky had completely disappeared. Her friends had scattered and were dancing with other humans. The music tempo changed to a slower song, and I wrapped my arms around Madoka’s neck. His hands were on my ass, just barely, and I could feel how hard he was against my stomach. He was definitely ready to get home. His voice broke into my mind. "Parker just said he left with your friend." "Okay, I'm just going to ask it out loud. Is she his mate?" "He didn't say." "Well, do you think he is?" "If I had to guess...yes." "So how will we handle a human mate in the pack?" I wondered. While everyone had heard of human mates, they were rare enough that I had never met anyone who had one. There hadn't been any in Blackmore, unless someone
Jace's Point of ViewI laid in bed while watching Megan sleeping. She was still beautiful with her long blond hair, blue eyes, perky nose and full lips, but I couldn't help comparing her to Carrie.It had been years and the bond was still already broken. At times, my heart would ache because I knew Carrie was probably doing fine with her new mate, Alpha Diesel. My wolf was no longer speaking to me and refused to shift. I could only hear its painful howls asking for his mate.I had problems sleeping, eating and functioning. Even if the bond was broken, the connection between us was still there. The truth was, Megan had confessed to me about her being pregnant the night that I was supposed to meet my mate. I was confused. Megan and I decided to not get pregnant until we’re sure we were mates. But imagine the night when I learned that Carrie was my mate and the news of Megan becoming pregnant, I was so lost that I chose Megan over my bestfriend. I wanted my fated mate but I couldn’t
Madoka had frozen in shock when I had informed him of the news that we were getting an addition to our little family. Once he recovered, he picked me up and spun me around in excitement.He managed to impregnate me without my heat, so I guess all those cringey informational videos and parental lectures they'd subjected us to in our teenage years had been valid.Telling Madoka I was pregnant again had been easy, because I had always been able to tell him everything since the moment we discovered we were mates.Spencer, on the other hand, I was worried about. He was five years old now, and he had been the sole centre of my adoration for as long as he'd existed. Meeting Nathan was the best thing I did and now I learned that I am pregnant after so long. But I was still nervous. Madoka probably wasn't expecting it either. His attitude was comforting, although it was a bit annoying how he always took everything in stride while I was busy being stressed out. It always took a lot to get him
Carrie's point of viewI woke to the light of dawn hitting my eyes, and I instantly recognized that I was lying on some velvet bedsheet and remembered what had happened.Madoka was still sleeping beside me, his breathing deep and even, and normally I would not have bothered him. Last night was so intense. And we did it all through the night. That was a new experience with Madoka, I was eager for more. What he had done to my body was amazing and helped satisfy that ache for a long time and what he had done was...interesting"Madoka?"I watched him as he moved slightly but not opening his eyes. I liked his dumbstruck reaction and his satisfaction more than anything else, and I especially liked the way he seemed so unusually relaxed afterwards. He always seemed so tense, but for once, it seemed like he had not a care in the world, and it had been me who had done that to him. I understand it. We were separated many times.I slept in his arms in just a t-shirt and panties. I was about to
I turned the corner to find the open foyer with the beige spiral stairs. Golden lights mounted on the walls protected by zigzag semitransparent glass. It gave the walls an elegant glow with jagged slices of lights against the exposed brick wall.Annoyed, I stepped inside to leave through the front gate when suddenly, high heels clicked against the grey stone tiles stealing my attention, halting me in place. I waited for the woman to pass.Tall slender legs appeared from behind the wall. The lighting made her legs look like molten caramel. The navy silk dress slid behind as she stepped forward revealing her silky thighs. Her long hair waved around her perfectly semi moon ass. My gazed caressed up her hips to her luscious chest that were barely hidden by the scrap of clothing hanging of her creamy shoulders.My lower region tightened. It's been a while since someone evoked an arousal like that from me. Actually, no one had ever been able to evoke the fire I left inside. My eyes finally
Madoka’s Point of ViewCarrie has returned. I was so excited to finally come back home despite her strong warning not to come for her. My wolf has been angry. He kept on pushing me to come and save her. The long agonising days finally ended and she came home victorious. Not only did she kill Lucas, she also set herself free from the potion. Now, she’s back as the real Carrie who loved her pack and her family. She was fine and doing her Luna duties. Other than not wanting to eat any food that our omega has cooked for, everything seemed fine. “Babe, can you please look out for Spencer? I’m tired. I want to sleep,” she said and stood up from her desk. “Sure, babe,” I answered her back but I knew something was off. She hasn't eaten even a bit and when asking Marcus and Brigit about what happened to her, they would always answer that there’s nothing wrong with her. But I knew something was wrong. That night, I was about to enter our room when I heard a crashing sound inside. I immedi
I walked in through the doorway, sighing loudly. It had been a long and trying day. I didn’t look around me too closely as I laid the keys on the counter and collapsed on the couch.My legs hung off the edge with my feet dangling above the ground. I swayed slightly while closing my eyes, trying to find some peace on this day. It has been scheduled that tonight, we will go back to my pack. “Carrie.” I jumped slightly at the noise suddenly coming from behind me. Without opening my eyes, I knew who it was. I sighed internally at the thing drawing me away from my relaxation.“Carrie.” The voice spoke again, now in a normal tone.I groaned and split my eyes open, letting cracks of light appear in my vision. “What do you want?”The light in my vision dimmed as the figure of Brigit appeared. Her hair fell over her face and into mine, tickling my forehead. I groaned again, louder now, knowing what she wanted me to do.“Come on. It’s been too long and you know you’re tired.” Brigit disappeare
I slowly descended upon his convulsing body, prey now becoming predator. I put my other hand around his neck wringing it in the process, preparing to end this once and for all. I stared down at the monster's frame, no remorse hitting my body. All there was, was a bloodthirsty motive to kill him. As I leaned over his head, a hand on my shoulder tried to whip me around. I turned to face Brigit, a bloodied, broken, and bruised Brigit. I relaxed when I realised it was her, before questioning her move. "Let go of me, I'm going to finish this." I turned back around with her hand still gripping my shoulder. My hands shook and my vision was dark, but I was going to kill this monster once and for all. "Let’s do this together" Brigit started. I looked at her incredulously before he continued on. "We will end this monster once and for all." Her eyes searched mine and I saw the worried expression she held. I was surprised at her words and struggled to form my own. "But-I-Brigit you can hardl
"I'm ok." My whisper seemed to echo through the Hall. I listened to it as it escaped my lips, knowing I was far from alright. Memories from my life kept fading in and out of my mind. They were almost as painful as the poison running its course through my veins. "We can't stay here anymore." Brigit sounded next to me." They heard your screams and know we're here. We have to hide somewhere else."As she was speaking she lifted herself from the floor we had been crouched in. She attempted to help me up as well, but failed in the effort. Her arm was still badly wounded and she could barely stand herself. As she looked to see if the coast was clear, I lifted myself off the ground as well. Every inch of my being burned, but I knew our only chance was to get out of here. Just as we were emerging from the foliage, a sweet voice met my ears. "Girls, where do you think you're going?" I stared in horror at what once was my friend. Her calm and cool collection from earlier was gone, replaced
If I was lucky, the shadow of the gigantic sofa would swallow me and leave no trace of where I was.I waited, breathless, for what seemed like hours. In reality, barely seconds had passed. I heard footsteps drawing near to me, heavy on the tiles beneath them. They came quickly towards where I lay, but stopped feet away. I could hear whoever it was panting hard, clearly out of breath.“Carrie?” A quiet whisper rang out in the night.I recognized the voice immediately, and sprang from my spot on the floor.“Brigit, I’m here.” I whispered back to her.I saw her face turn towards me, and her body relaxed. She ran towards where I was, half standing on the ground.“Thank god you’re safe. I thought I was too late.” She helped me up and brought me into her arms in a rushed hug. “Now come on, we’ve gotta get out of here. We don’t have a lot of time. Lucas’s minions are still lurking in this house. We need to hide and go far from them.”Brigit grabbed my arm and began to lead me back to the mai
Thoughts swarmed my mind. Why would they hesitate? I don’t understand. Leonardo lingered over me, breathing heavily with rage. "By the time you die, you'll be nothing but bones. Once this poison is in your system, I'm afraid there's no going back. You are so dumb Carrie. You’re trying to kill every one of my kind and yours." His voice was low, almost a whisper. It seemed the time for yelling was gone. Now there was a rage so malicious and a hint of fear. I wished he would scream.I smirked. “Well, that would be fun. Even if I die, I’m dragging you two with me.” My voice came out in calm breaths. The burning inside of me was still growing. “It’s such sight seeing fear in your eyes, Lucas. What happened to the proud and ambitious vampire?”Lucas looked at me with disgust."Oh, my dear Carrie. Haven't you figured it out yet?" I met his question with a glare, at which he responded, laughing. "This 'poison' you and Brigit keep talking about isn't a poison. It's a weapon. But not just