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
Alinta woke up in a bright baby-blue room that she did not recognise. As she looked around to assess her surroundings, she noticed there were no windows or lights, yet the space was bright, warm and comforting. Her emotions felt foreign, her sadness seemed to be dulled, yet replaced by something unfamiliar however not unpleasant. It was strangely... nice, inducing the notion to let her guard down as it felt almost dreamlike.Carefully, she got out of bed and realised she was wearing a plain silk white nightdress that was short-sleeved and reached above her knees. As she took a step, she noticed she was not wearing any underwear. Instead of panicking, she felt fine with it, still focused on this new emotion and sensation.Alinta made her way to the only exit of the room. As she reached it, Bellinor appeared out of nowhere, he rushed toward Alinta and wrapped his arms around her as though his life depended on it. Alinta heaved a relieved sigh of happiness and tried to speak, but her voic
Trigger warning: The following chapter contains themes of violence, and sexual assault which may be triggering for some survivors. Reader’s discretion is advised.Draven made sure his body remained between her squirming legs. He aggressively suckled her breast to try and salvage the mood that was so abruptly ruined, but Alinta was not biting. He then started leaving a trail of angry kisses from her breasts, down her stomach. His strong hands carefully and sensually moved towards her hips, making sure his prey did not escape at any given opportunity.“Please, Ange! It’s the same voice that warned us to run during the festival! Something bad is about to happen!” Alinta cried desperately, but her wolf only answered her with deafening silence.Draven teasingly licked her belly button, making her wriggle more beneath him. The deity’s patience thinned, and he bore his fingers painfully into her hips out of anger, causing Alinta to cease her movements.“There’s a good girl,” he hummed and pl
"Yes!" Draven growled with excitement in his vessel’s mind. "This is what I've been waiting for. Let your body guide you to us, my beautiful princess," he hummed desperately in Bellinor’s mind.Alinta gasped as Bellinor grabbed her breast and started squeezing it. Alinta released a soundless whimper, and he speedily latched onto her lips before she tried to run away. The more he teased her breast, the more her body betrayed her.Bellinor's hand sensually slithered down her stomach to between her legs. His thumb carefully stroked the fabric of her denim. The sparks from the mate bond somehow feel more electrifying than before and Alinta's hips automatically moved with need against his touch.“You ready for this, my princess? You yearn for more?" Draven excitedly asked as he continued to tease her body, weakening her resolve. Alinta nodded with difficulty whilst her cheeks burned red.Draven laughed triumphantly and proceeded to slowly unbutton her blouse, tickling her with his fingers
As soon as Alinta got out of the car, she froze at the sight before her. It was a large grey medieval castle from the eleven hundreds, standing majestically before them. Her eyes glittered in awe at the historical piece of architecture before her; she so badly wanted to take pictures and sightsee."Beautiful, isn't it, my darling? This is the castle of Axel Triggs, the last of the Cobalt Lupus Bellatores," Bellinor explained, holding his treasure close to him. Alinta looked at him in shock as she heard his words. She had no idea he too had an interest in werewolf history, making her heart flutter.“I recently discovered my bloodline is from the Kerwin Guild. I wanted to learn more about our intriguing history, so I did some digging on the other Lupus Bellatores. I uncovered two very important findings."Bellinor smiled as he saw Alinta's fascinated and shocked gaze; having her full attention like this was a rare and wonderful sight indeed. He cupped her face, then continued, "I got i
***Hours earlier***Bellinor and Alinta are travelling to one of the oldest and most famous towns of the werewolf race. It was a six-hour flight from Umber Valley, but Alinta managed it better than her previous two flights. Bellinor ensured she was comfortable while remaining close by his side.Alinta had no idea where they were going until Bellinor casually asked, “I wonder what the weather is like in Wereradix, hmmm?” He looked at his treasure with a playful glint in his eyes.She gaped at him in complete shock as she heard that name. It was a town she had only dreamed of visiting. She and Aunt Dianna had spent countless hours discussing Wereradix, a place of pilgrimage for any devoted werewolf.“I will only gift you what your heart desires, my lovely,” Bellinor declared, as he looked at his fixation intently. Alinta earnestly took hold of Bellinor’s hand and tenderly intertwined her slender, delicate fingers with his to show him how much she appreciated his words.“As long as I can
Silas almost let a deep growl escape his lips, but he then realised Alinta's smell was faint. "She does not sleep here. Thank the higher Divinities," he sighed with relief. He carefully made his way to Bellinor's bed, to the side which looked the most used. He gently bit the drawer handle of the bedside table and pulled it open.He didn't know what to expect, surely Bellinor wouldn't be careless enough to leave anything of value in a place like this. As he opened it completely, a bottle of medication rolled into view.“Probably for sleep,” Orion guessed."He will have more sleepless nights when I am done with him!" Silas snapped.“Feel if there is anything else hidden, the drawer,” Orion suggested."I have a better idea. Let's first change back to our human form, and get dressed in his clothes. We will need our hands for this, and it should help musk our scent.”"Agreed," Orion said, and in an instant, he shifted. He quickly made his way to the large cupboards on the opposite side of t
Orion and Silas finally arrived in Umber Valley, and though exhausted, nothing would deter their mission. They will find their mate! As they reached the estate's gate, Orion looked frantically about, hoping he would see his mate. He snapped out of his pursuit as the driver asked for the code on his phone to give to the guards at the gate.Orion switches on his phone and overlooks the new messages from Kyle to find the gate passcode. He noticed the missed call messages, but he made a mental note to contact Kyle later once he got a gap. After a few minutes, the driver was cleared to enter the estate and after ten minutes Orion and Silas were at their little duplex. They thanked the driver and tipped him. Once alone, Orion did not waste a moment. It was a small two-story building and Orion dashed for the balcony to scan the area.It was beautiful tropical terrain full of large, lush trees and plants. This part of Umber Valley is a protected wildlife nature reserve with many ancient trees
"What are the conditions for such a hex?" Kyle quickly asked as he stopped writing."The ritual is a spiritual practice that involves numerous chants and the use of rare herbs. The participant referred to as the rejector, must spend a month mentally and spiritually preparing themselves. This preparation period is essential to ensure they are fully ready for the experience. They drink a potent cocktail, then scream at the top of their lungs the name of their mate and wolf they wish to be free of.""A month?” Kyle exclaimed. This method could not be the answer between the timeframe Alinta and Orion met and then the time their bond snapped. Kyle rubbed his brows as he tried to think of something more probable.“Can a third initiate such a hex?" Kyle asked."What do ya mean, Officer Kyle?""Say there is a fated paired couple, and another male is interested in the paired she-wolf; can he enforce such a ritual on her?"Jack laughed, "No. Even if he holds a gun to her head, and she participa
“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