It was an exhausting trip back to Umber Valley, but Alinta felt somewhat relieved to return to a familiar place as the car entered the forest. She anxiously glanced at a turn they had missed and was about to point it out when Bellinor's voice sounded."Oh no, my darling. You are my mate, and I am your home now," Bellinor hummed affectionately, looking at her with a salacious glint in his eyes, his excitement bubbling over in anticipation of Draven's promise.Alinta felt conflicted. Her heart fluttered at his words, but she desperately wanted to return to her cabin; she needed space from Bellinor. His presence had become suffocating. Despite her attempts to distance herself, Bellinor's intense gaze made her feel as though his orbs were caressing her no matter where they landed. Every time she looked into his eyes, her cheeks burned with shyness, and that strange lingering feeling she'd experienced since her dream only intensified.She knew she had to do something to gain her much-neede
Bellinor gently laid Alinta on his large bed, bravely pressing her down with his imposing physique as they continued to share their passionate kiss. Alinta, now in a complete spell, allowed fate to take its course with the man the Moon had paired her with. Taking care not to crush his darling, Bellinor slowly ended the kiss. He breathed heavily, his eyes glowing amethyst, and Alinta felt the unexplainable warmth radiating from him. Onyx, she thought to herself excitedly. She felt for Angela, but her wolf was riding a high of her own. Her focus returned to the large man hovering above her, his eyes fierce with hunger."I want you to want me, my love. I need you to accept us as your destined mate. We have made up for our mistakes, and the Moon acknowledged that. Please try to see it too," he whispered in the gentlest voice, tugging at Alinta's heartstrings.She looked at him with wide eyes. As he brushed her hair aside, his expression revealed genuine sadness. Bellinor was never an unat
*November 28, 2024**"This is absolute bullshit, if the police snoop around here I’ll be ruined, WE will get into big SHIT!" Martha exclaimed whilst sitting in her office continuously running her fingers through her hair in worry. Three hours had passed since her confrontation with Officer Kyle and Silas. It had been an intense encounter; out of fear, the maid Muriel revealed to the men that she helped prepare Bellinor's mate before their departure. Silas nearly lost his composure upon hearing her words, but fortunately, Kyle's calm demeanour kept him in check."On the other hand, that gorgeous hunk is here, and his wolf! Grrr, fuck, just thinking about him makes me hot! Even though he looked like a devil ready to rip our heads off. He is so majestic, I can only imagine how he will feel if he mounts me," her wolf moaned in need."You horny little bitch, but I don't blame you, I could eat that male werewolf up anytime, he can be a dirty beggar for all I care. I will devour every part o
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
"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
*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
"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
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
***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
"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