"Wh...what do you...?" Alinta's face paled when she saw the empty office. She frantically looked around, hoping to find Orion, but once she accepted that he was indeed not there, she turned to face Bellinor, confusion written all over her face.Bellinor smiled at her knowingly and approached her ardently. "My darling, do you still fear me?" Alinta backed away, provoking a wave of anger in Bellinor. However, as quickly as it ignited, it faded, and his soft expression returned."Please, do not fear me. I have given you my heart, love, and sincerity. I only worship you, my little Vixen. You are completely oblivious to the extent of my adoration for you. I have been there for you during your moments of loneliness and even when you wished me away. I know what I did to you twelve years ago was wrong, but after all these years, you are still the only female I desire and love."Alinta took another step back, her wide-open eyes fixed on Bellinor. Aside from his eerie, infatuated expression, she
Bellinor gently released her hands to wrap his arms securely around her and carefully rocked his treasure while planting occasional kisses on her head. "Fear not, our princess is in no danger. This is just part of the plan," Draven reassured calmly."What? You did this?!" Bellinor was about to rage, but Draven interrupted him."Her voice is gone to prevent her from rejecting us; it is only temporary until she is branded," Draven said dangerously."I see," replied Bellinor, while enjoying Alinta in his arms. He noticed she seemed ready to bolt if given the chance. "The doctor will be here soon, my darling," he whispered, then let go of her neck to brush her hair away from her face. The woman turned her head away from his hand and started to shift uneasily, holding her neck again as the pain became more pronounced. Seeing she had an opening, Alinta mentally set aside her discomfort and attempted to escape his hold, but Bellinor easily trapped her in his embrace."Is it still sore, my dar
On a plane heading to Mercurysburg, Orion sat like a statue with his eyes closed. He had managed to book a flight for ten a.m., which would land in the capital around five a.m. the next morning. Orion was in a meditative state; he had been practising this every day for two hours, hoping for at least a fraction of his memories to return. During his travels, he also tried to learn as much as he could about the world he was in.Although Silas had spent centuries in this world, most of that time was spent in his forest, uninterested in what lay beyond its borders during the seasons of change. When the time came for him to leave the forest, he had no idea what to expect. It was thanks to Greer and his many avian friends from nearby cities, who were familiar with the affairs of the two-legged, featherless giants—whether shifters or humans—that Orion and Silas were able to navigate the world outside his forest.Now, Orion and Silas had thirteen long hours remaining on the agonizing flight. A
Angela was agitated, running in circles at the space available from the monstrous infiltrating rose bushes. She cussed and hissed as she meditated on their situation. Her person was fast asleep, and she sensed Bellinor's presence all over Alinta doing who knows what. She also grew increasingly anxious, knowing Onyx might appear at any time."You fucking weeds better earn your keep and prevent that mongrel from coming near me," she hissed as she felt someone enter her territory."My, my, such a enchanting creature, yet has such a foul mouth," a deep voice hummed out loud, taking Angela by surprise. Her fur raised on her back and she growled anxiously."First of all, I don't give a fuck about your opinion. Secondly, who are you?" She spat ferociously whilst looking around for the intruder."Is this how you always treat your guests?" Asked the voice now closer. Angela was about to retort when, all of a sudden, the roses magically cleared away, creating a perfect arched entrance. As she lo
Bellinor pulled Alinta close to him, contentedly drawing circles on the left side of her ribs. He relished the feeling of her being so near, licking his lips as he still tasted her fragrance on his tongue. "Oh, my beautiful mate, you are driving me insane! I swear, once I have your heart and fully claim you, I will make up for lost time in our love," Bellinor whispered tenderly into Alinta's ear. She released a sleepy whimper, her body shifting subtly as she experienced a nightmare. "Shh, shh, it's alright, my darling, I am here now," Bellinor cooed gently."Behaving are we?" asked a satisfied voice."By the emotions, I am feeling from you, I can't say the same for you, you scoundrel," Bellinor laughed impressed and slightly envious."Indeed, my scarlet rose is the perfect bride, though I had my share of she-wolves in the past, Angela is by far a goddess. She satisfied my desires beyond my expectations," Draven purred gutturally then proceeded to clean himself.Bellinor's manhood becam
"Oh, you're back!" exclaimed an excited female voice. Orion sat in his seat, not acknowledging the woman next to him. His heart was shattered at the thought that his mate might have betrayed them."Hey, what's the matter? If you need someone to listen to your troubles, I can help," the woman coaxed tenderly."I apologise; I did not hear what you said," Orion replied, genuinely sorry as he realized the woman was staring at him with her large blue eyes."No problem at all! You look deeply upset. Care to share? I am Martha, by the way," she said, extending her hand to him."I can sense she has other motives," Silas warned disinterestedly.Orion agreed with his wolf, lightly shaking Martha's hand while maintaining a sober expression. "Orion. I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine.""I see. Sorry, I didn't mean to pry," Martha said, pouting and batting her spidery eyelashes. She seductively placed her hand on his upper arm.Orion immediately withdrew his arm and said sternly, "Please, I'd
“What?” Alinta asked in a barely audible whisper.“They are gone, Als. We should have never abandoned them at the airport. Now they are gone; this bond with Bellinor is not a hex,” Angela cried bitterly. Alinta fell to her knees at this devastating news. Her mind went blank, and tears began to run down her numb cheeks without her even realizing it. Her chest grew heavy as guilt weighed her down.“Our curse might have started with Bellinor; it could also end with him. The Moon is showing us grace for a second time. Please don’t be too eager to dismiss it. I am not going to tell you what to do, Linti, but let’s just observe things for now. Onyx’s demeanour has completely changed since we became mates; he’s a different wolf for the better.""I'm sorry," Alinta could only utter through her sobs, clutching her heart and thinking only about Orion, the second werewolf to have truly captured her heart. It was strange; she knew nothing about him, and they had never even exchanged words, but no
Orion anxiously stared at the seatbelt light, desperate to get out of the plane and reach his beloved. Silas was feeling the same as his person, restlessly pacing up and down in his mind. It was 5:15 a.m., and just as the plane came to a stop, Orion jumped up, grabbed his meagre bag, and rushed toward the exit. Three of the flight attendants were about to scold him, but when they caught sight of the handsome determined man, they became flustered and only offered a gentle warning. Orion didn’t care; the moment the plug door opened, he rushed out.He made his way to the airport pick-up zone, where numerous cabs and shuttles were parked.“Hello, sir! Do you need a ride to your home or hotel?” asked an eager taxi driver, desperate for a customer.“Yes, please! I need to get to Bare Mountain’s Shadow,” Orion replied, urgency evident in his voice. He and Silas remembered the last place they felt their beloved and knew it was still a long drive away.The driver’s expression changed; he paled
“Great! I look forward to your update. Thank you for your time, Mr. Crassus. Have a good day further,” Kyle greeted. He remained quiet until Bellinor returned the farewell and ended the call. He released a frustrated exhale and looked at his notes helplessly. Kyle was spent.In the past few days, after investigating the Reverie Villa, he and his team uncovered evidence on a massive scale. Which linked multiple old and new cases to numerous she-wolves who had dissapeared. Additionally, they discovered several underground dungeons where women were brought in and kept before being auctioned off for entertainment in the extravagant parties hosted at the villa.Kyle had a long list of suspects connected to both trafficking and drug-related activities. It was a significant discovery, but it also meant more sleepless nights. Kyle did not mind, though; in fact, he and his wolf were anxious to find those missing women and put every foul bastard involved behind bars. Martha settled on a plea an
Bellinor had just left Alinta at the library, as he had important business to attend to. The woman made her way about the space, staring at all the books in awe. She tried to reach out to Angela, but still, she could not feel her wolf. She must be with Onyx; that’s probably why I can’t feel her, she sighed to herself, in dismay. It was the first time ever that Angela snapped at her like that and avoided her for so long. Alinta absentmindedly grabbed a large book while she thought over the conversation before Angela got angry, and it continued to deeply bother her. She sat down on the faint couch, staring seriously into nothingness, and then she quickly realised something. Could it be that Ange is still mourning over Silas and Orion? Though I thought she seemed to have adjusted quite well to Onyx and Bellinor. Angela only grieved for an instant when she told me that our second mate was gone, but she sounded more angry than sad then. Dammit! What sister am I?! I never visited my poor
"It was nothing important, now... where were we? Hmmm?" he asked with two fingers under her chin. Alinta blushed profusely; she gazed at him with loving eyes, further bettering his mood. "Enjoy your meal, my love," Bellinor said gently and kissed her once more before he sat at the other end of the table to receive his breakfast. The two ate in silence, but Bellinor did not dare take his eyes off his treasure. Her presence and the sight of her was an addiction to his eyes. He could never tire of looking at her. Bellinor worshipped everything about Alinta—her movements, her physique, her posture, and her striking emerald green eyes. Her swan-like neck, the shape of her face and her long eyelashes are all so captivating! Every aspect of her complemented each other in perfect harmony. To him, she was the perfect she-wolf, and his obsession with her continued to grow. Now and then, a whiff of her fragrance would drift past his nose, further making him run away with his thoughts as he cont
Draven rampaged through his forest, burning and obliterating every tree or obstacle in his path with his violent violet rays of light. He was filled with anger, anxiety, and restlessness. He understood Alinta's vision; it was no mere dream but a threat—a warning that Silas had somehow grown stronger.Draven struggled to identify the source of Silas' newfound power, which only fueled his frustrations further. He could only come up with three possibilities: first, the Moon had decided to descend to Earth; second, the Moon had sacrificed some of his life force to his celestial wolf; or third, Silas had absorbed the souls of werewolves, as he had done. None of these theories provided a sound conclusion.It most definitely could not be the first, for the stars foretold the union between God and werewolf, and it came to pass with Alinta’s mother thirty years ago. The Moon wouldn’t be foolish enough to consider the second method, for Silas was already half of him. Sacrificing more of his ene
Trigger warning: The following chapter contains scenes of rape and violence, which may be triggering for some survivors. Reader’s discretion is advised.It was three a.m. and Bellinor’s eyelids flung open, but his orbs glowed a frightening shade of amethyst, meaning Draven was in control. He got up and stealthily proceeded to his treasure’s room, like a silent shadow. His heart fluttered excitedly as he saw his sleeping beauty.“It has been a few days since you accepted us, my princess,” he murmured in somewhat of a trance. “I must confess, my patience is gradually withering away. How I hunger for you, my scarlet damsel. Though I may possess your luscious wolf, I am a greedy entity with a dire appetite.”Draven carefully sat beside his desire, becoming more enrapt by Alinta’s splendour. “I need to be compensated for my patience, no?′ His piercing wolf eyes leered over her body. “This will be just our little satisfying secret,” Draven whispered as he placed his hand on her head and gras
"Mmmmm, you like that handsome?" Martha asked seductively."Please, Alinta, stop," Silas managed to mumble weakly, as though he had succumbed to whatever drugged him.Martha looked at his faded fated mark. "Just a little more, then you will feel so much better, my love," she coaxed sweetly and started to climb on him. She aligned herself with his upright shaft in her firm grasp and carefully lowered herself readying for that fateful contact. "He's soon to be ours. Once he feels this bliss he will never want to see that bitch," Breathed Martha excitedly to her wolf as she savoured the moment."Hurry up and sit already! It's torture enough that we've been doing all the work!" Tina whinnied impatiently."YOU ARE NOT MY MATE!" roared an ear-splitting voice vehemently. Martha was sent flying across the room. Orion breathed heavily as he weakly sat up and attempted to get dressed. He abandoned his objective and started to snarl; his body was unreliable as it was, and he needed to shift to h
*November 30, 2024**Alinta gasped awake, Bellinor grabbed at his chest and shook violently."Bellinor!" she exclaimed mutedly, as she saw him, he was pale as a ghost, and sweat dripped from his face. He groaned and grunted in utmost pain. "Bellinor? What's wrong? Please!" Alinta screamed voicelessly, as she sat up over him, desperately caressing his distorted face. He looked at her with his pale lilac eyes, but they were distant, and his mouth was open. Alinta recognised he was having a minor seizure, she pushed him to his side with all her strength so that he did not choke.A drop of blood ran from his nose down his cheek. Alinta's body froze from absolute terror for a few moments, as though scared if she moved she would hurt him further. As she observed him, more blood ran down his cheek, her mind became hysterical as she remembered the elevator incident. No, no, no, not again! Oh please spare him! Alinta cried in her mind. She held him, as she prayed to the Moon, begging that he b
"Please make yourself comfortable, Orion," Tina hummed sweetly as her large blue eyes visibly devoured his aesthetics."Thank you," replied Silas as he took a seat.She closed the door and then sat behind her desk, "So what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?"Silas noted her excitement as she tried to contain her composure and could smell her arousal as it became most potent. "It seems both of us are speaking on behalf of our human counterparts. What's your name, she-wolf?" he asked politely."T-Tina," she stammered, surprised at how his wolf caught on so quickly without her shifting her eye colour. "And yours handsome?""Silas," he said calmly, offering a gentle smile, nearly causing Tina to melt. I would like to ask you a few things, and I'd be grateful for your cooperation, Miss Tina." Silas took her hand and kissed it, nearly causing Tina to have a heart attack, "My mate has indeed betrayed me and I need to know where she has gone.""I am sure Officer Kyle would be able to he
Deep within Bellinor's mind, Onyx woke up sleepily. As he observed his surroundings, he realized he was in a large pit of complete darkness. Restlessly, he paced in circles, howling and barking in an attempt to reach his human counterpart.“Bellinor!” he called, but was met with utter silence.“What is the meaning of this? Am I truly nothing to you?” he bellowed with all his might, but still, there was no response. Had his counterpart really discarded him just like that, after being together for seventy-six years?He snorted in absolute ridicule, unable to believe it had come to this. Onyx felt betrayed, and the pain in his heart was almost unbearable. But he was determined not to cry; he refused to show weakness and would not give Bellinor and his new wolf the satisfaction. He needed to speak to Draven—he had the right to see his chosen mate. If Draven refused, Onyx would challenge him, even if it meant his demise. He was prepared to risk everything, everything for the one wolf that