"Arfak, that's mine," Balthazar growled.
Arfak laughed menacingly at him. "Not if I get it first," he said, laying himself down on top of his prey.
The weight of the wolf's body was enough to paralyze her, and the warmth of his fur covered her like a discomforting blanket. Lunus whimpered, trying to push him off and wi
Evan laid Lunus on a makeshift bed of moss and fur which he had made in the cave where the wolves dwelt and called for a sheet to be set as a curtain to give them some privacy there. He grabbed the blanket with his mouth and carefully peeled it away, lifting it off of her as he rushed to attend to her wounds. He stood on all fours, leaning over her as he stared down at her beautiful ivory skin and all that Arfak had done to mutilate and defile it. He gently removed her torn up clothes and began to lick her scars, his tongue touching every wound of her body.It wasn't something he would
It was late in the afternoon near evening when Evan walked Lunus to her home back in town. She was dressed in the oversized uniform of a hunter who had fallen prey to the wolves that morning before dawn. The sun was beginning to set as twilight approached and he left her at her door.“Evan, are you sure you won’t come in?” Lunus asked, looking up at him as if expecting something more than goodbye.
"Sir, I don't know..." Evan began to play dumb but quickly realized that his words would get him nowhere but in deeper trouble.Eccord leaned on the edge of the desk with his feet on the ground and his arms crossed. He was still, stone still and deathly silent, and he had been that way since his men had fastened Evan to the chair. A lot of time had passed since then and with it a lot of silence, but Eccord's stance was still as stiff as it was at the beginning. He just kept standing there, staring intensely at the ground with his head down at a slant and his face thunderous. There was n
Evan's eyes were staring down the barrel of Eccord's gun as he pleaded with the man for the life of his mate."You can't listen to Arfak!" he told him. "He has no interest in the life of a human!""You said you slept with her!" Eccord reminded him, yelling in pain and anger.
Lunus rode her horse hard through the damp autumn mist as her heart beat loudly. She had to get a wolf's pelt and present it to her father gladly or her life would be demanded. The trouble was that she really didn't hate the creatures any longer, certainly not the way that she once had. The only saving grace of the matter was that with Evan detained in Banglador she knew she wouldn't be asked to hurt him. She loved him, after all. At least... she thought she did.The tears rolled down her cheeks, burning her skin with their icy trails left behind them. This wasn't what she wanted. Could
"Hello, Lunus. I'm so glad you came," the voice said from behind her as it whispered in her ear with the sound of some twisted pleasure. It was the voice of a man, but more than that, it was, also, familiar.She turned her head to the foreseeable sight of Jeremy Jensen sitting close behind her at the rear of the horse's saddle, and her chest tightened, her heart twisting with alarm.
Balthazar left Arfak writhing on the ground in pain and walked over to his Luna in noble stride."Come, Lunus," he said, the deep voice of the wolf inviting her to the safety his care secured.Lunus smiled up at him, thankful for the sight of the forest's fearful shadow. "Balthazar," she said, hugging his neck an
They stayed together in the cave until it was nearly dusk, and Evan's eyes turned to Lunus."I really think you ought to take my pelt as payment," he told her.Lunus sighed, "Evan, I already told you-"