Are all rogues bad? Will the witches be able to track down the so called Collector?
(Warning some triggering topics discussed and touched on) Kayda I opened my eyes again to the same sickening feeling. This was happening far too often for my liking. I was certainly vulnerable locked in this fortress with the master as one of his pieces of treasure. The idea was ludicrous and made me even sicker at the thought and that the girls here excepted this as anything other than insane. I was lying on the bed in the same Mediterranean style room as before. I slowly sat up, whincing at the throbbing in my head. The split on my lip was healed, and I ran my tongue over where the lip had been damaged to find it smooth. The only sign now of the injuries existence was the dried blood on my chin and smeared on my cheek. I looked down, horrified to find I was now dressed in a ivory night dress, meaning someone had removed my dress whilst I was unconscious. The feeling of helplessness that I was unaware of who had been touching me really ate away at my soul as I hugged my arms acro
Eoin. Madame Lux, the Royal Pack resident witch arrived in my father's office not long after we had made our way back up from the palace cells. She walked in smelling of herbs and spices as usual and in her long flowing colour explosion dress that she usually wore. She had always had links to my grandfathers pack the Pearl Moon Pack, but after she helped my parents defeat the witch that killed Sage's mother, my father granted her a cottage in the palace woods. She had the full protection and respect of the werewolf community now whilst she dabbled in some magic in her semi retired state. She did spend a lot of time with Sage, teaching her to use her magic and brew potions. "Alright, lover boy." she winked at me as I groaned inwardly. Madame Lux also had a knack for reading the future, but she never gave anyone information that could change the course of fate. She evidently knew who my fated mate was. Sage entered soon after clutching books to her chest. She looked tired and her e
Eoin.I punched the punch bag harder as my Beta James held it in place. He stood back slightly with each impact of the bag. The material of the bag gave away at the seams, and the stuffing spilt out over our feet. "Another one bites the dust." James laughed just as his Father, the current Royal Beta Adam, walked in with my own Father, the werewolf King. "Shit Eoin you and your father are two very destructive men" Adam whistled "between the bill for your destroyed gym equipment and your father's bill for your mother's destroyed underwear the crown will be bank rupt." he laughed. Adam was always a man whore as my father often put it and his mind is never far from the gutter. I shuddered at the realisation of his words. I really didn't need to know anything about my parents intimate lives."I prefer my way of blowing off steam." My father smirked folding his arms and whilst I was not happy he was taking a rare playful moment to part take in this banter I didn't correct him. They chuckl
Kayda. I stood under the cold water, trying to cool down my raging emotions. I was a little panicked. What the hell was I doing being so forward with the Crowned Prince. Eoin and I had a tendency to irk each other over the years. My father has always made sure the older kids in the Palace watched over me and protected me. Tonight was not the first night I had been carried home on Prince Eoin's shoulder, but it was the first night I had fought it. It was also the first time it caused a dull warmth and ache in the apex of my tighs. I slid my hands down my body to where the ache was at its worest and allowed my fingers to brush and strum over the sensitive little bundle of nerves. A moan left my mouth as I thought of Prince Eoin grabbing my neck so roughly almost possessively, but he hadn't hurt me. I closed my eyes and imagined him carrying out the threat and spanking me, and this pushed me to my release. I was no innocent little shifter waiting for her Alpha mate to claim her I had pr
Eoin. I stomped through the woods back to the Palace I had to get away from Kayda and the scent of her arousal I had wanted to do so much more to her. I had almost lost all resolve at the sweet taste of her. However my desire to dominate the brazen Kayda out weighed any primal need I had to fuck her. This was the exact definition of what I wanted from her I wanted to pound that girl so hard she screamed my name. "Shit." I roared pausing to hit a tree and it splintered beneath my fist. "What is wrong with me?" I said aloud to no one in particular. "Nothing. That was hot." Jagger my wolf mused in my head. "That was wrong." I responded to him. "Oh I thought it was so very right." he growled. "She is my father's Gamma's daughter, my sisters best friends kid sister." I sighed. "So? she's not your fucking kid sister." he snarled. "I have viewed her like that over the years." "Like fuck you have. You hated looking out for the younger kids you resented them but her you always looked
KaydaOh, he was so mad I thought internally as Eoin stomped away from the dining hall. I wasn't as confident as I seemed sipping my coffee. But I was not going to bow to any Alpha and even if my mate was some high ranked wolf I was not going to be the submissive mate they expected, well not all the time anyway I smirked thinking of Eoin spanking me. However, it was also super sexy when he got on his knees for me seeing a king on his knees as he tenderly worshipped my body and pleasured me was overwhelmingly sexy. I slowly stood and walked to the forest, clearing. I wondered if he would be waiting or if he would have abandoned my training for the kiss, my ass comment. I looked around and caught his cedar and mint scent on the wind and turned around. He was lounging against a tree, his shirt already off, and draped over a low tree branch. "Let's train." he growled, pushing himself off the tree as I raised a surprised eyebrow. "Or did you think I would be sitting here with a picnic bas
Eoin. I showered and dressed and completed some Alpha business with my Father. I heard from him that Danny was gone to be with Dottie Kayda's mother as she had fainted this morning."Is she okay?" I asked. "Yea, she is pregnant, and Dragon shifters need their mates to survive it. Its in part why they are no longer thriving. Danny calls it nesting, and he will literally now be stuck to Dottie supporting her, so I need you to help me with some Gamma duties with the warriors if you're OK with that?" My father mused as he read a document. "Sure." I responded. "I do not know how he is doing this a third time." Adam whistled. "I mean, I love Casey, but pregnant Casey was not fun, so if I was tied to pregnant Casey twenty-four hours a day, one of us would be dead." he groaned."My money is on Casey killing you, and she would have a royal pardon for it because it would be well deserved." My Father said without looking up from his work. "Twenty-four hours a day come on, Emmett, even you c
Kayda. I sat in Dr Tellers office as he went over my request for an IuD after checking all the boxes and agreeing it was a good choice for my dragon shifter metabolism. Once it was all done, I had a free morning to do as I please. I would normally hang out with Ash who would even tag along with me to the mall clothes shopping but it felt wrong asking him to come shopping for clothes to tempt his older brother with out telling him the truth. In the madness of the past few days, I hadn't stopped to wonder how this would affect my relationship with him. I instead messaged my sister Sage asking her to meet me at the shopping district.With my typical warrior gaurd in tow curtsey of my Gamma daughters rank, I spotted Sage wander towards me sipping an ice coffee. Sage was a witch wolf hybrid she had long blonde hair was short in stature but not quite as tiny as me, she had a quirky sense of style and today she wore black ripped jeans and a strippy black and white long sleeve cropped top w