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2025-03-31 00:06:45
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I don’t know if he’s actually foraging. I can only keep an eye on his area and hope we’re not missing anything. It makes me less nervous, though, with him searching beside me instead of staring. His scent is pleasant, too, and as we muddle along, some of the tension leeches from my body.I do like having company when I’m foraging. Does Cadoc’s wolf count as company? I guess he’s close enough.It’s a beautiful day. The sky is blue. The air is crystal clear. We’re surrounded by green things and tall trees and invisible creatures rustling. No walls. No bells. No ping, ping, ping and swipe, swipe, swipe.My lungs swell, my muscles relax, and the good feeling expands to include this weirdo wolf.“So what are you doing out here? Don’t you know nobs only shift on a full moon?”Cadoc’s wolf perks his head, considers me for a second, and buries his nose back in the undergrowth. He’s got excellent focus. If he can actually find things, he’d make a good forager.“That’s your first problem. You’r
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Cadoc’s wolf is a sentry. A sculpture.After a while, as the shadows lengthen and the crepuscular animals get their burst of twilight energy, the awkwardness wears away. Cadoc’s wolf begins to feel less like an interloper and more like when you find something unexpected and rare in a familiar place. Mushrooms in a hollow log. An egg in a nest.He keeps watch while I search for treasure, and it seems fitting that he’s doing it, as if he’s slipped into his proper role.I’d call it biology, but Cadoc’s wolf isn’t behaving like an animal reacting to his mate. He’s maintaining his distance, and there’s no aggression in his stance. It’s not our bond making this feel right, either. The connection is pretty much inert at the moment.If he weren’t Cadoc Collins, and I wasn’t a scavenger, I’d almost say we were making friends. It kind of reminds me of when Nia and I were pups. She first glommed onto me when I became Abertha’s apprentice. Nia thought she could get something out of it, so she’d m
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“Well, let’s hope no one notices if it’s shit.” She glances meaningfully at the mortar and pestle in front of me. I push up my striped shirt sleeves and get to work.The kettle’s tab clicks, and Abertha busies herself pouring two cups of tea. I grind. Dragon’s tongue isn’t hard, but it clumps, and it needs to be an even consistency or the nobs think there’s something wrong with it.Eventually, she sits, passing me a cup already milked and sugared. I finish the batch I’m working on, pouring it into the funnel stuck in the mouth of one of the blown glass vials Abertha trades for at the human farmers’ market in Chapel Bell. I don’t see why we don’t stick the stuff in one gallon-sized plastic baggie and call it a day, but she says the nobs will trade twice as much if it’s in cute little jars.Once I’ve corked the vial, I blow on my cup. The steam warms my cheeks. Across the table, Abertha stirs her tea, tapping the rim with her silver spoon, measuring me up.There’s a scratching at the do
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“What did you lose?”Abertha tuts. “Not me. I’m not the kind of fool poor Marjoram was. Marjoram delivered the potion to Lavender, so proud of what she’d made. No other witch had ever managed such a thing. Marjoram strutted around for weeks afterwards, imagining the new home she’d have in the tall tower the alpha was building, the accolades, the abiding respect of the pack.”My heart twinges for young Abertha. “Nobs don’t trade.” They take or they pay, but they have no concept of fair exchange.“No, they don’t. Eventually, Marjoram got tired of waiting for her reward. It was announced that Lavender had mated the great Thyme, and she was carrying his pup. Marjoram thought surely now she’d be rewarded. No more drafty shack in the woods.”We both glance around. Wind whistles through a crack in the wall.“One day, Marjoram decided she wouldn’t wait anymore. She went to Lavender’s home at the top of the tall tower and knocked on the door, a list of demands on the tip of her tongue.”Aberth
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How much longer am I going to be able to hold out?A few hours ago, after I finished my tea, the cramps started. I haven’t had anything to eat or drink since. There’s no way I could keep anything down.I keep waiting for the discomfort to ease like before, but this time, it only gets worse. I’m slick with sweat, and everything is prickly and sensitive—my skin, my nipples, my clit.My hair is matted to the back of my neck, the elastic legs of my panties are chafing, and I want to dunk myself in the lake, but I don’t have the energy to haul myself out of this chair.Derwyn’s skulking out in the woods, downwind so at least I can’t smell him, but he’s playing some game on his phone with the sound up. I want to beat him with the noise he’s making.At some point, he talks to someone. He says, “She’s not going anywhere. She doesn’t look too good. I think it’s time, man.”What am I supposed to do?Be true to myself? What the hell does that mean?Value what’s really important? Right now, I’d k
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“You went back for it?”“My wolf, uh—” He shuffles from one foot to the other. “He, like, held it in his mouth.”“He cheeked it?” Cadoc lifts a shoulder while I flip it in my fingers. The edges are smooth. It’s a good rock. I tuck it into my pocket.“I know you don’t really want to do this, Rosie.” He addresses my rubber-toed sneakers. “But I’m not going to hurt you.” He raises his eyes to mine, and they’ve got a touch of silver to them. Is it a reflection from the moon? “And I’m not sorry it’s you. I want to do this with you. So you know.” He drops his gaze again.A wave of heat rolls over me, and on its heels comes a strange calm.I fell.I couldn’t hold on anymore, and now I’m floating in space, another Rosie who doesn’t have time anymore for words or worries.He’s the one, and he’s here now. Nothing else is important. I inhale his scent and ride the rush.He’s a good mate. He smells right.“Come on,” I say, standing up, shaky-legged. I grab his hand and lead him across the dirt ya
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My mate won’t hurt me. He’ll make me feel good, and I want that more than anything. The need is riding me, harder and harder. I push him back so I have room to turn and settle on my hands and knees. I arch my back, looking for him over my shoulder.He’s taut as a bow, carved out of stone. My mate, the statue. I flash him a kind smile. In this moment, I approve of him entirely.“Now,” I tell him.His lungs catch. He walks forward on his knees, frowning, brows speared down. I raise my hips and shove my fingers between my legs, smearing the slick and rubbing the hard nub that spurs my need higher.Everything feels good. His eyes on me. His scent in my lungs. The heat radiating from his body.He curves over me, his cock sliding between my folds, and I edge my stance wider, cocking my hips higher, opening up for him. He prods my pulsing channel, and I don’t have time to register anything besides the hardness and impossible width before his cocks slips backward. I clench my bottom to stop h
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He finds his hoodie too, unerringly, in all the clothes and quilts and sheets. Now he’s dressed, and I’m cowering naked in the corner of a drafty, musty Airstream, naked except for my dirty-bottomed socks.Oh Fate, I’m still wearing my socks. There’s cum dribbling down my inner thighs, and I’m hiding behind a polyester comforter with hot air balloons on it. It used to be mine when I was a pup.The wind whines through gaps in the trailer’s rusted seams.Cadoc straightens, bracing himself, his cold, empty gaze leveled at the wall above my head.“It’s done now,” he says.He clears his throat, and for a second, I think that’s not all, he’ll say something to make this less awful. Maybe he’ll fish out my sweater from the messy pile.But he presses his lips together, turns, and walks away, in full control of himself, as if a dismissal bell had rung, and he needed to make his way to his next assignment.I’ve been checked off a list.The door clatters shut. I hear him murmur something, and Der
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Bab terbaru
The Tyrant alpha 484
The humans know about shifters, of course, but there’s no need to draw more attention to us than we already do, as strangers in such a small town. Folks already gawk as Annie leads us to the village commons even though the streets are busy. It’s market day.As soon as we reach the grassy expanse filled with tables and tents, Alroy and Diantha peel off, heading in opposite directions. Griff seems torn, but when he sees that Diantha is making a beeline for a booth with racks of female clothing, he hurries to follow Alroy.Annie leads us down the makeshift walkways, smiling when she’s greeted by name. My mate is still shy, but there’s no trace of fear in her scent. I breathe her happiness and excitement in, letting it flush my lungs clean of the oily town air.She sees her friends before I do and lets go of my hand to run toward them.My mate. My Annie. Running with a smile lighting her face.This is a good, good day.Two females rush around their table, the third making her way more slo
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JUSTUSMy perfect, beautiful mate does not like surprises, so she knows exactly where we’re going as we trot through the woods that run along the human highway. At first, I was sad that I couldn’t spring this visit on her, but I love watching her wolf get more and more excited the closer we get to Chapel Bell. Her short little legs are moving so fast, I almost don’t have to slow my pace.Alroy, Griff, and Diantha don’t have my patience, so they’re several yards ahead of us. Poor Griff has to be the buffer between them, and he keeps getting caught in the crossfire when their wolves decide to break the monotony by sniping at each other.I was worried that Annie would be too nervous to venture this far from camp, but she gets more confident every day. I’m pretty sure that’s because when we were out for a walk two months ago, she saw me take out two ferals that were encroaching on our territory to the north, so even though Killian and I pretty much fought to a draw, she knows I can handle
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He bares his fangs, yanks the needle from his neck, and blinks at it, bemused.“Did you stab me with a fucking knitting needle?” He holds it up. Blood oozes from the wound, dripping down his bare chest. I didn’t even hit an artery.Justus snarls, squaring his shoulders and bending his knees, readying himself to attack. Every inch of his body is covered in mud and blood, gashes and purpling bruises. White bone shows through a jagged slash on his forearm.A male coughs, clearing his throat. “Can we just take a beat?” Killian raises his hands, raw flesh where his nails should be.I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but he’s as battered as Justus, and he seems to be favoring his left leg, like his right can’t hold weight. Our males spar constantly. I’ve seen all of them beat up at some point, but I’ve never seen any of them mangled this bad. I can’t believe either he or Justus are still upright.“That bitch stabbed me.” Leith points at me with the knitting needle.Justus howls and steps
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My wolf skids to a halt several feet away and then slinks forward, keeping the fire between her and the Salt Mountain wolf, letting the smoke block her scent. When she’s too close to dare creep closer, she huddles close to the ground, staring up and up at his tremendous mud-caked haunches. She’s a miniature in comparison. All the females are, and we all stare, powerless, as the wolf’s bones crack and a strapping man rises from the hulk of his beast.His blond hair shines through the dirt. I’ve seen him. Leith Munroe. The new Salt Mountain alpha.He rests his hands on his hips as if there isn’t chaos all around him as his wolves play a game of distraction, breaking after our slower, smaller, or older males and mauling them until our strong males are forced to turn back, away from us, to rescue them.Leith takes no notice of our wolves, even when they get close, or me, skulking behind the fire. Why would he? I’m no threat—skinny and small and stinking of fear.Instead, he’s intent on so
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ANNIERun! Run! Run!I squat as low as I can in the wildflowers and tear off my clothes.A few yards away, Killian and Justus are murdering each other. Tye, Ivo, and the rest are just watching, and no matter how much I scream, no matter what I say, their wolves don’t listen.And the Salt Mountain wolves are up to something. They’re edging away from the fight toward the trail to camp. Quarry Pack is so intent on the fight, they either don’t notice or don’t care.I have to get to Khalil, and my wolf is faster.Run into the woods! The woods!I huddle in the tall grass and summon my wolf. For the first time in my life, she’s ahead of me, bursting through our skin before I’m ready, assuming form like she’s surfacing from water rather than tearing herself free from bone and muscle.She runs away from the woods, toward the trail. The Salt Mountain wolves have gotten ahead of her, so she hangs back, keeping low and downwind.Turn around! Now!What are they doing? They can’t think to attack La
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“Lavender is light green this time of year. It doesn’t bloom until June or July.”“What are you going to do with it now then?”“Make a sachet. The scent mostly comes from the oils in its leaves.”“Make a sachet for who?”I wade through the tall grass to stand close to her and inhale her sweet rainy scent.“For the den,” she says, glancing bashfully up at me from under her thick brown lashes. She’s wearing my old sweater and another pair of my drawstring pants. Her pulse flutters at the base of her throat. She’s excited, too.Maybe we should cut this trip short and head back to the den.Or take a detour into the woods.She probably wouldn’t do that, but I think she’d agree to return to camp. I draw in another deep breath. Her arousal teases my nose.My wolf snarls.Annie startles.It takes my brain three seconds too long to catch up.Underlying the rain and slick, there is another scent. Earthy, yes, but not the right earth. It doesn’t belong. I’ve smelled it before. A long time ago.I
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My grip on the pot handle tightens. Water sloshes over the sides. My jaw clenches, my guts knot, and my dry eyes burn.I can’t do this.I have to.“Justus?” Annie appears in the den entrance. She’s wrapped herself in a light pink sheet, and she’s holding a cup. “You brought water.” She smiles, padding toward me on bare feet.And then she stops. Her smile falls aways.She blinks in the sunshine, the bleariness of sleep disappearing as she takes in my grim face and desperate hold on the pot. If I had dignity, I’d find a way to smile back. Say good morning. Act like everything is fine.Her chest falls as she lets out a long, silent breath. She looks me straight in the eye. Her fear and doubt are clear as day.She’s going to ask me to take her home now.She takes a step closer to me, and then another, until we’re toe to toe. She gazes up at me, and for a second, all I can see is her beauty—her graceful neck, her delicate pointy chin, her soft, curving lips—and then I notice the expression
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“Trust me,” he shushes, the hot head of his cock already notching at my entrance. He flexes his hips and sinks into me, a groan of pure relief torn from his throat. He fills me so completely that I ache where I take him, but I love it.I pant through the strain, and he gathers me close as he thrusts, cradling me to his chest, kissing my lips, my brow, my cheeks, the tip of my nose. I start to rock my hips in time.“You’re so beautiful, Annie,” he rumbles in my ear. “So perfect for me. My Annie. Mine.”I sigh and ride his bucking hips, his cock stretching me until I feel like a glove made for him.“Come for me, now,” he growls. “Now, Annie.”Hot cum floods my womb, and his knot catches and swells, tearing a raw shout from my throat. His fingers find my clit while his fangs sink into my shoulder.I scream, bucking against him, but I’m caught, so he moves with me, hushing me.I hover another second on the edge, somehow above myself, watching his strong arms tremble as they wrap around me
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I let my hand fall and turn my head away.He snarls. He doesn’t like that.I drop back so I’m sitting on the pallet, lift my chin, and fold my arms. His wolf rumbles unhappily. He shouldn’t have let his man mess with my nest.He dips his head and looks up at me from his lowered eyes, a wolf playing at a lamb. “I’m sorry, Annie. Here it is.”He holds the pillow out.It’s a trap.Of course it’s a trap. I reach for it anyway. As soon as I grab the pillow, he yanks and falls to his back, dragging me with him. I tumble on top of him. He quickly nips the pillow from my grasp, tucks it behind his head, and grins up at me.I push up on his chest, struggling upright until I’m straddling his waist. He crosses his arms behind his head.I lean forward and try to pull the pillow free, but his head is too heavy.“Just ask nicely, Annie.” There’s a new note in his voice, a gravelly depth that has nothing to do with his wolf.I prop myself on his folded biceps. They’re hard and velvet and flexing und
