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58. Do you trust me?
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The Wolf Hunter's Mate 59. The best is yet to come
As Jamie’s mouth engulfed around her erect bud, pleasure bolted through her system. Arching her back off the cushion, she left a throaty groan. Tugging at her wrists, she tried to relieve her hands but to no avail. They were tightly secured in their place, anchoring her body down. As his hot mouth shifted to capture her other nipple, she protested. “Jamie!” She said, “Let me out of these!” “I’d rather you have them on.” He purred, “I quite like you like this. Completely surrendering yourself to me.” “This is cruel!” She said, “Do you have any idea how annoying these are?” “I can certainly imagine, darling.” He said, leaving a kiss in the valley between her breasts. “Ugh!” She groaned, glaring at him in annoyance, but he seemed immune to everything tonight. He was determined to have his way, and the sooner she realized she was fighting a losing battle, the better it would be for her. Staring at him with hooded eyes, she watched as he made his way downward. Hooking his arms aroun
The Wolf Hunter's Mate 60. Light of dawn
Remaining true to his words, Jamie didn’t stop until he had his way with her. Emma lost count of how many times she had come that night before Jamie collapsed beside her. Struggling to find their breaths, the two of them rested on the mattress of their bedroom, looking into the darkness above. “You’re animalistic,” She sighed, “What the hell was that?” “You better get used to it, darling.” He said, “Since this is only the beginning. We’re going to have many more such nights to cherish.” Despite her throbbing vagina, Emma found herself smiling at his comment. Reaching for his torso in the darkness, she rested her head atop his chest, right above his heart. “I must be stupid for wanting it.” She said, “I doubt I will even be able to sit tomorrow.” “You’ll get used to it.” He said, his fingering running soothing circles on her scalp. “When are we leaving?” She asked as the question finally surfaced in her mind. Jamie had asked her to keep all of her things packed before the wedding
The Wolf Hunter's Mate 61. Missed me yet?
Wrapped in the cocoon of his embrace, Emma lost track of time and space. She always felt the most peaceful when she was with him and it was the only time she completely let herself relax. As the two of them found their way back to each other after their rigorous session, she forgot when the darkness in front of her eyes seeped into her mind and dozed her off. When she next awoke, she found herself drenched in sweat, her body buried under the heap of a thick blanket. Only after pushing it off of her completely was she able to breath easily again. It was perhaps why she felt the need to wake up so abruptly, for her eyes still felt heavy with unfinished sleep. Turning to her side, she stretched her arm to wrap around Jamie, but instead, she only met with the empty mattress. Frowning, she sat up straight and squinted in the darkness, trying to adjust her eyes to detect his figure. As she rolled onto the otherside to turn on the lamp, she realized that she was indeed alone in the room. F
The Wolf Hunter's Mate 62. Last person
“Urgh, relax, he’s safe and sound.” She rolled her eyes, “Your husband’s not an easy man to kill.” “Then what do you mean by what you just said?” “Oh, sweetie, you’re not asking the right questions.” She said, “Are you sure you don’t want to take a seat? Because what I’m going to tell you might just shake you off the ground.” “Well, what is it?” She asked, “Are you here to feed me more lies? Steal more property from under my nose? Or wait, this is my favorite, spew lies about me so I get thrown out?” “Well, Jamie’s father is an important man to us, Emma, so you can imagine why we had to do that.” She said, “You should have known better than to mess with us again. You know you’re fighting a losing battle.” Emma bit back the urge to remind her that she was indeed in the lead, and that it was them that were losing in the background. After taking possession of her father’s original will, Emma essentially got everything she ever wanted. When she would produce them in court, she was wi
The Wolf Hunter's Mate 63. Not even a mate
For a moment, all Emma could think of was the first time she met him. She could remember that day vividly in her head, for that day had been unlike any other. It was so because it was very rare, almost impossible, for a man to catch her eye. She had always been one to prioritize other pressing issues in her life over romantic pursuits, and even that day, she wanted to honor her principles more than anything, but she failed. Within minutes of speaking with him, she realized that Jamie was a special man, and there was something about him that pulled her to him. Over the next few days, their connection only deepened and grew stronger. And before she could realize, she was falling in love with him. And today, just mere hours ago, she tied the knot, vowing to spend the rest of her life with him. No where in the journey had she sensed any threat from him, nor any danger. In contrast, she felt the safest when she was with him. It was him that saved her life from those two men in the fores
The Wolf Hunter's Mate 64. An old account
She saw with her own eyes how seriously Jamie takes his work, so much so that he refused to reveal any details pertaining to work. The only few times she could manage to get things out of him was only after a fight, where he had no option but to speak. Because she knew that, she also didn’t struggle to believe that Jamie would do anything for the brotherhood. But taking her life? Would he ever go to such an extent? “He loves me.” She said, whispering to herself, “He is my mate. We are meant to be together. He would never kill someone he loves!” “You poor thing,” Agatha clicked her tongue, “When will you realize that irrespective of how much he loves you, he will only do what serves the purpose of the brotherhood? And to the brotherhood, you are merely a rogue wolf that has no right to live amongst them.” Despite the churning in her chest, a belief lingered in her heart. It was a small one, fragile at that, but it was resilient. Despite what her mind thought, it believed that Jamie
The Wolf Hunter's Mate 65. Dear Jamie
Emma watched the city move away from her in a distance, growing smaller and smaller with every passing second. The bus she was traveling in was surprisingly full in such an odd hour, but yet, she felt lonely within. Hugging her bag to her chest, Emma felt hot tears emerge within her eyes, threatening to spill over. “Are you okay, child?” Asked the old lady that sat beside her, eyeing her with concern. Shaking her head, Emma looked away from her, looking out the window, “I’m okay.” It was evident from her voice alone that she wasn’t, but the old woman didn’t probe further. Biting her lower lip, Emma held back her sob. If someone told her a day ago that it would only take twenty four hours to wreck her entire life apart, she would’ve laughed at them. And yet, here she was, on a bus that would take her away to a far away land where nobody would find her. Where Jamie would never find her. Her heart constricted upon the thought of him, and it stung the same way it had when lost her p
The Wolf Hunter's Mate 66. Open up
Emma jolted awake from her sleep at the sound of a door shutting with a bang.Grasping for breath, she sat up straight with widened eyes. Her throat had gone dry from all the panting she had endured during her sleep, and her mind was still gripped with fear. Enduring nightmares had become a common thing for her by now, but she couldn’t grow immune to them. If anything, things had only gotten worse and worse for her. Every night it was a different dream, different struggle yet from the same person. Swiping the sweat off her forehead, she pushed the thin, sorry excuse for a blanket away from her body. Sighing, she ran her eyes over the tiny room she was sleeping in, at the top of which lay an uncovered vent. The winter had begun and it was showing no mercy whatsoever. By itself, the thin walled room barely shielded her from the growing cold outside, and having no heater only made it worse. As if that wasn’t enough, the glass shield of the vent had broken, allowing air to easily slip in
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