Celine In those moments, my eyes find him again, the man that used to be the center of my universe. With a forbidden roar, he grabs the last wolf and yanks the head off the body savagely before throwing them on opposite sides of the room. He looks like a beautiful, terrible angel of death. Finally, I know why anyone that ever saw him transform called him a demon wolf and warded themselves against him. His eyes meet mine just as Flinn unhinges huge jaws, releasing my leg and lunging for my throat. I bring my hands up to protect myself with a scream but even I know the futility. So this is how it ends with us, he watches me die and my last memories of him is seeing his cock buried deep in Emma. In that split second, the moon takes over. I feel the change, as does every other wolf but now I am the only one that remains sane. Lor and Flinn have been hanging on by a thread but they are finally under moon’s thrall. Their primitive halves, their wolves are now in control and they are com
LorMy roar of pain causes her to stumble but the foolish woman does not stop. With a little gasp, she flies into the distance. She is so fast. If I were any other wolf she would outrace me. She pumps her arms for speed, not looking back after dealing me such a fatal blow and a wayward shot of admiration hardens my cock more than it already is. Her scent is overpowering in this limited tunnel, more effective than an aphrodisiac. With hardly a second thought, I go after her, and not because I don’t wish to the high heavens I could respect her wishes. It is because it is impossible to. I have lost my mind in my desire for her, and nothing else makes sense in the world than having her soft body in my arms, despite the hatred in her eyes. Damn it. She was never supposed to walk in on me. I cross the distance between us in seconds and in the next breath, I tackle her to the ground. Her breath punches out of her as I flip her over. She stares at me in disbelief for a second and then she
LorHer unconscious body is in my arms and I race back to my chambers at the crack of dawn. The thrall of the full moon has finally broken but the memory of the night remains with me. It is hard to believe I lost control with her but as my hands shake around her still form, the truth cannot be suppressed. The last few hours are a haze of never ending lust, uncontrollably and overwhelmingly intense. I can’t come to terms with the knowledge that I hurt her, physically and emotionally. I put my pleasure first and I used her body and fucked her like the beast people call me and yet she took it. Never once did she hesitate and never once did she pull away from my touch. She should have, she should have fought me to the end, protected herself from me. “Celine!” I yell but she is so heart-stoppingly still. I’m gutted by fear so potent it threatens to bring me to my knees. No, I can’t have done this to her. I can’t have hurt her. I’m shaking as I crash into my chambers and lay her down o
LorCeline’s father glares at me from the other end of the video call and I lean against the far wall and stare steadily back. “A good day to you.” I say. “Fuck good days, where is my daughter? Put her on the phone.”I cross my arms in front of myself and study the other male. He got on the call as soon as the full moon ended so he must know how vulnerable she was last night. My face is carefully neutral, giving away none of my guilt for endangering her. “I understand your concern but you have nothing to worry about. You sent your daughter to me as a show of trust and she is under my protection.”His eyes narrow and he slams his hand down on the table in anger. “My daughter has long overstayed her due in your territory. I must see her this morning, and I want you to send her back to me within the week!”My brows rise at being ordered to do anything but I remind myself that this is her father I’m speaking to, and any brashness that he comes across as is only because he cares about
CelineI‘m falling and it feels like it lasts forever. The darkness presses in on all sides, stealing my breath before I can let out a scream. When will I land?I gasp awake with wide eyes, heaving in huge breaths of relief. No more falling, no more darkness. I’m awake. The jingling of chains gets my attention and I glance down with a horrified gasp to find... everything upside down. What-I feel it then, thick chains gripping my ankles and anchoring me to the roof. The rest of the cage materialises, reinforced bars designed to hold me in. No. No. No. No. Yes. My fear is confirmed. I’m in the cage now, the exact one that used to hold Flinn. “Lor!” I scream, my voice ending on a cry. Why would he keep me here? Why would he leave me here alone? “Lor!!!”I’m the only prisoner here, the rest were killed. The door is closed and my cage doors are locked. I am suspended with chains and my panic is rising by the minute. I don’t want to be alone. Biting my lip, I fold my upper body up and
Celine“Celine!”For the second time this week, I feel like I’ve lost weeks, turns out it’s just days. Lor crosses the room and scoops me in his arms, holding on so tight to me I can’t breathe. His familiar scent is all I need to feel like myself again, and yet the events of that night intrude into the brief peace. The night is carved so deep into my skin the memories come to me easily. Everything that went wrong that night and the crowning pinnacle of it, Lor’s betrayal. I could have sworn, if anyone ever asked me, that Lor is the one male that I never had to fear such a betrayal from. It is unfathomable. I would have sworn it. I trusted him even more than I trusted myself, it is what happened when I gave my heart to him. It is painful and unbelievable that I was so wrong and for the first time, I’m glad I don’t have my wolf with me or I would have run mad I don’t attempt to hold him back as he holds me to him, my mind is too busy spinning. He broke my trust, but it’s more than t
NeemIt wasn’t my intention but I’ve spent more than the initial day in the prince’s room. My shoulder is properly healed but the prince keeps finding excuses to keep me. He has also taken care of his father, keeping the king from asking for me and it is like I relocated to a mini paradise. Life in the castle has never been better. “Clocked!” I say, standing and leaping into the air with a great fist-pump. I upset the table of stone figures of the traditional game called Edge. “Sorry.” I say, laughing and bending to pick the pieces. Yes, my tongue has grown back in his chambers, one of the reasons I’m letting him keep me here with excuses. I can keep my tongue in his chambers and by the indulgent smile on his face, he doesn’t mind me keeping it either. “I‘m shaking with fear.” He drawls. “There’s no way that’s luck.”“Blasphemy!” I gasp. “You aren’t ready for me. I’m coming for your streak.”“I’m impressed.” He says, helping me to put back the pieces. “Nobody has ever beat me in a
NeemThe way his lips make me feel... I shouldn’t feel like that. They move over mine in a featherlight press and I feel it in every part of my body. I’ve been kissed before, but there is something about being kissed by someone so incredibly powerful that sets my senses on fire. It’s the same act, but this is so different from anything I’ve ever felt with Aden. Shit. I pull back suddenly, my drunken stupor breaking and he blinks down at me with the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen. “I can’t.” I whisper.His finger traces my bare collarbone and my eyes slide shut with ecstasy.“Can’t you?” He asks. It’s the most sexually forward he has ever been with me and it throws me for a loop. He really looks different tonight, like he might be intoxicated. “If I dip my head between your thighs and part your sex, will I find you dry as parchment?”He knows he won’t. His words incite an answering dribble of sex fluid that makes my thigh clench and chagrined, I reach for the sheets to cover mys
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