CelineThere are more people that have turned out than I expected. The training yard is teeming with males and females and none of them look worried. If anything, they look excited because they already know the outcome of the duel. Emma is going to eat me alive and spit my bones out. I rub my arms to chase away the goosebumps and my anxiety. Why in the name of the goddess did I agree to a duel? She was laying the condescension too thick and I have too much pride which wouldn’t be a problem if I could back it up. Now, I might have just given her a one way ticket to my mate. “Celine.” I jump, startled when Lor comes to a stop in front of me. “I know, I know!” By the look on his face, he thinks I’m the most stupid female alive. “I wasn’t thinking straight okay? I just... couldn’t let her win so easily.”“We both agree on something. I’ll call the duel off.”“What? No!” He is turning away when I grab his arm. “You can’t do that.”“I’m not in the mood to watch you get yourself killed.”“
CelineThe sound of her body crashing into the wall is loud in the collective silence. I don’t question it, I let my hate and my anger lead me. I feel what my wolf feels acutely, untempered fury that she dares to lay claim to my mate. Her wolf shakes off my attack and watches me warily from the other side of the room. “Punish her.” My wolf whispers. I go after her and teeth bared, she lunges at me. I grab her huge body from the air once again and grip her wide open jaws. With a flex of my arms, I pull her mouth apart and it rips at the edges into a wide bloody smile. Her growl turns into whimpers of pain as I slam her back on the ground, cracking her spine. In an instant, she turns into her human form, her body bloody and her mouth sewing itself back up. “How?” I hear a horrified whisper from the sidelines. Quinn. “I thought she was an Abandoned.” Annie whispers so low it is like she is afraid of being heard. Their voices distract me for a second, bringing me back to my senses
CelineShe folds her arms and leans a hip on the bed-stand, passing the message that she is not here for leisure. I drop onto my bed, cautiously watching her. “I’ve been a shitty friend, I know.” I begin tentatively. She doesn’t react, just patiently waits me out in that impatient stance. “I hid things from you and let you down royally and believe me, there are some things I wish I could take back myself.”Her brows twitch. “Fucking the Alpha is not one of them?”“No.” I say, holding her gaze steadily. Hers fill with disappointment. “There are rumours about you, you know. Did your father send you here to destabilise this pack with your wiles while they plan an attack?”What? The idea is so ridiculous I almost laugh. “Who would ever dare to attack the demon alpha?” I ask. “They are just rumours. My father is smart. If anything, he would like an alliance with Lor.”Her eyes narrow on me with disgust. “And thus, your sleeping with him behind the Luna’s back. I can’t listen to this.
Alpha LorHer body quakes in my arms, soft and delectable. Her cheeks are high with colour and she glows like an ethereal creature. My cock strains painfully against her ass but I employ every atom of control in my bones and slowly tease her slippery pussy again. “You see it.” I whisper into her ears. “Every inch of you was made for me, Celine.” I say and stroke my cock against her. She moans and I wish I could capture it with my lips. I cup her plump breasts, perfectly moulded in my hands as they spill over. “Your breasts.” I say and tease her nipple. I love her sensitive her body is to me. A single whisper is all I need to have her wet and burning for my touch. I raise my slick finger to her lips and watch her little tongue dart out and lick herself. A shot of pure lust lances through me, straight to my aching shaft and I freeze for a second to regain control of myself. “Your pussy.” My cock prods her ass cheeks apart and I gently press into the opening of her ass. “Your ass.
EmmaI watched her enter the hotel as usual, from a distance far enough to look conspicuous if Lor has a mind to check my location. She walks around the pack house with a righteous air, all butter-wouldn’t-melt, like she could never commit a crime, but there she is, on her way to sleep with my husband. My plan failed. I wanted to smoke her out, drive her back home with shame and humiliation but you can’t shame the shameless, can you? If she had a bone of shame in her body she would have been unable to face herself in the mirror. Instead, the little bitch is ready to play whore, spreading her thighs wide on his command. But he’s mine. Pain explodes in my fingers and blood leaks from the spot where they have pierced my palm. Pain is good. Pain is life. I breathe through it and feel my emotions sharpen like a razor edge. I hate her. I hate her so much I feel sick. Everything I worked so hard to achieve, she breezes through life and it is handed to her on a silver platter. She is an
Celine“Why are we here instead of celebrating?”“Celebrating? Is that what I should be doing?” I ask, taking a long sip of the Droll. I have booked a seat in the shadows and yet many wolves shoot piercing looks my way. I was hoping none of them would remember the embarrassment of my last visit. They do, and they give me such a wide berth you’d think I was contagious. “Babe, what are you talking about? Today was progress, and I know you were worried about the duel. Everyone knows the Alpha is your mate now so you will never even hear so much as a sneak-diss.”I take another swig. “Then why do I feel like I cheated?” I ask and she looks at me in exasperation. “What do you mean?”“I won’t hear them, but it isn’t going stop them from sneaking in the diss beyond listening ears, won’t it? I feel like I lost regardless. I wanted to earn their trust and their respect by myself you know, I didn’t want it shoved down their throats.” I feel useless, incompetent. She shakes her head and tak
NeemI have stayed in this castle for up to a week now and I feel like I’m just finally catching my breath. The royal family has gone on a hunt, as well as most of the officials. The woods have long been sectioned off, and trespassing can lead to death. Only the royal family and officials have a pass to hunt on those grounds. In a forgotten corner of the kitchen, I nibble on a piece of meat from last night. It’s not until they return with game that the castle will have a proper meal. This corner has fast become my favourite part of the castle. It is stocked with old equipments and most of the time no one comes here. It’s a good place for me to forget my situation while listening to all sorts of gossip going on around the castle. “I wondered where you always disappear to.” I yelp and drop the meat when the voice interrupts my musings. Mia stops in front of me with her arms on her hips, looking at me triumphantly. “I see you almost got your tongue back too.”I wish. It has grown for
NeemI hesitate at the threshold of the Prince’s chambers and he looks back at me. “Don’t dally.”It‘s my first time in his chambers and for the first time since he asked me to follow him I feel unease. I have no business being here unless... does he want to feed?Apart from the taste of me he had during The Choosing, he has not showed any interest in tasting my blood or feeding on me but now, my body starts to tremble at the thought that I might have let my guard down too early. I remember Mia’s fierce eyes, her seriousness when she told me to stay away from the prince. Should I have taken her more seriously?“Everyone I’ve ever brought in here has always commended my decor.” He says conversationally and strides to his bookshelf. I watch him with wide eyes from the threshold, afraid and unsure of his game. He glances back and sees me lingering there, like an untrusting foal and he huffs. “They all had tongues though.” He says. “Father says the unholy tradition is necessary, to ke
Neem "I thought you would be done dressing up. We are going to be late." I tell Aden. "These buttons are hell." He mutters. "There should be about a hundred buttons on here.""Hardly." I say, amused. "There are only fifteen."Our clothes in Lyria never had buttons and it's always amusing that something so simple always gives him so much trouble. "Might as well be a hundred." He mutters and shaking my head, I go to help. He stares down at me as I work one button to the next. "You are staring.""I can't help it, you're beautiful." He says and I smile. "One would think you were only seeing me for the first time.""It feels like that sometimes." He says. "Sometimes I wake up amazed to have you by my side.""Only sometimes?" I tease him and he laughs. "Come here." He pulls my lips to his and kisses me and I forget about the buttons as I hold on, revelling in the movement of his lips on mine. I moan when his tongue darts in to taste me and his hands clench conclusively on my ass. "D
EmmaOne of the creatures runs at us, foaming at the mouth and bleeding from a dozen cuts. Celine intercepts him and kills him and I stare at her. “They said you controlled these creatures. Control them and end this wretched war.”She shakes her head. “It’s not that easy anymore. I was able to control them when my cat was dominant, when they absorbed my wolf. Someone donated her energy to bring back my wolf, but she neglected to mention that I would lose control of the soldiers when she is restored. I wouldn’t have it any other way anyway.”I sneer. “How pathetic. Of what use are you with your wolf then? You should sacrifice her to save hundreds of lives if need be but you are nothing but selfish as ever.”Her brows rise. “I’m not receiving a lecture on selflessness from you, am I? Now I have seen it all.”Behind us, Lor finally rips the king’s heart out with a roar. The war seems to stop for a second, everyone watching as he twists his head off his throat and sends it flying. And t
Celine They are unending. It is as if the entire world has moved against the Island. My soldiers are not enough, and so people of Lyria have joined, fighting against the enemy but they are lacking in spirit. Perhaps because they have been broken down by the economy but they fall like corn stalk against the enemy. I keep soldiers on their leader constantly, but he is not the only one to be worried about. My soldiers tear into most of the soldiers before they have a chance to defend themselves but too many of them are experienced killers, cutting through our numbers in swaths. I glance behind me but the king and the Whisperer are now gone from their perch, and then finally the harpies are released. Terrible terrible creatures that can ice the blood in your veins with a touch. Where they go, death follows, immortals shrivelling up and dying in numbers. And yet more of their army comes. There are about ten of the harpies and I’m surprised when one of them streams from the ground right i
CelineI feel it when Ismir dies, like a lance directly into my heart. I scream in pain and my attack falters. No. I look back, knowing I will not find him at he balcony he once occupied with his father and the Whisperer. My eyes meet his father’s and I wonder if he knows. My distraction costs me. Strong arms wrap around me from behind and I’m plastered hard against a male chest. “Stand back.” He orders the creatures, keeping them in front of us and me as a shield between them. They angle and pace, the front liners reluctant to attack and skewer me. “What do you think you are doing?” I grit out, trying to break out of his grip but he’s too strong. “You’re coming back with me.” He says, shuffling back. I burst into laughter, a little hysterical. “Are you daft as fuck? You want to leap through the barrier to freedom? The both of us will die before our next breath.”“I passed through the barrier to get here.” He says, his voice resolved. “By some freak accident. You will not be so
EmmaHe has grown so much in three days alone, this baby that has become my last surviving shield.“Dan!” I snap, heading to the balcony. “Yes, Emma.” She says from where she balances precariously on the ledge, not even bothering to look up. I thought the female stuck to my side because she had grown a soft side for me, as I have worked hard to lower her guard. I should have known better, she is an omega herself, an emotional fortress. Since the end of the three days that we raised Alaric, she has completely withdrawn, not even bothering to stand for any other person but the little brat. ”You said the three days were all we needed to ensure his survival.”“Yes. Your boy is stronger than a horse.” She says, raising her face to the sun. “Mama!” The culprit comes toddling out, holding chubby little hands out to me with a grin. I stare at him, my face going sour. “So why the hell does he still follow me around everywhere?!” I ask in dismay. I can’t look across a room without finding h
Neem“You found the source.” He says. His voice is cold and the way he is looking at me scares me. I affect a light tone. “Prince Ismir-““I cannot allow you to live.” Chills race down my spine and I laugh awkwardly. “What are you talking about?” I say, my voice pleading. I always knew my inquisitiveness would land me in trouble one day. I cannot believe the day is finally here. “Why do you always have to go around snooping and putting yourself in situations you have no business being in?”“I’m sorry!” I say, taking a step forward. “I’m sorry okay? This will never happen again.”“You are right, it won’t.” He says and then he shifts. I scream and dive to the side as he leaps, coming up on my knee and watching him nearly crash into the crystals. He sidesteps them in a precarious move in the last second and spins around, furious. I’ve never seen him shift, and for good reason, I realise. That is no wolf, he looks like he belongs amongst the deformities on the front line. He is thre
NeemI burst into the library, unconcerned about the racket I’m making as I race through the shelves to the back. Maria is reading a book and doesn’t bother to put it down. “Ordinarily, you should be banned from coming into the library.” She says placidly. “Outside.” I say urgently. “They are engaged in a fight. Celine and-““I know.” She cuts me off, not taking her eyes off the book. I gape at her. “You do? Then how can you be so calm?”“I am calm. I would recommend some to you too. What concern is it of mine if two idiots want to kill each other?”She’s right, she doesn’t give a fuck. She has said it enough times and yet she was the first person I thought of when I needed help.“I need your help.” I say and she finally puts the book down and pins with a stare piercing enough to make me squirm. “I see you got your tongue back.”“I need your help.” I say again, refusing to be redirected. “No.” She says, making me gape again. “No? But you don’t even know what I want to ask.”“I d
Prince Ismir“How did he come through the barrier?” Father snarls, finally thrown off his feet by the unexpected happening. “I don’t know.” The Whisperer says, my first time hearing him utter those words. “It should be impossible.”Apparently not, if he’s right there. “What do you know about him?” I ask. There is something about him that has my hair standing on end. It is simply my most primitive instincts recognising a threat, a major one.“Nothing,” The Whisperer says. “But judging by his power and the fact that he entered the barrier unscathed, there are only a few people that come to mind. I believe that is her mate, the one commonly known as the demon wolf.”“What?” I say, startled out of the blue. Is that where the sense of familiarity comes from? Am I feeling her familiarity with him? “She does not look like she recognises him.” I say, tracing her location.“Not with the the amount of poison we had to pump into her system.” He says. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t ev
LorFor the umpteenth time, I put a hand on the barrier and it goes straight through. My hand curls into a tight fist and I punch it hard. Nothing. It is just air. The demarcation that shows the island of Lyria, a slight shimmer in the air is quite obvious if you know what you are looking for. Otherwise, your eyes would probably skip right over it. We have besieged this perimeter for two days now and to my frustration, we have nothing to show for it. Not a soul has stepped out of it, and neither can we step inside either. If I didn’t have a strong gut feeling that she is behind that barrier, I would have believed that it is all a conjecture of my deranged mind.Maddilla comes to a stop beside me and peers into the barrier. It is not just Bloodbound pack but nearly every damn pack this side of the world out here. There are more than a hundred and fifty packs here, each one of them as eager and enthusiastic to pierce the barrier of the island as the next. I didn’t have much convincing