Channon’s POVThe skin of her ass hole stretches almost paper thin as I work the big dildo into the tiny tight canal. The throb of my cock against the walls of her equally tight pussy increases her own pleasure. I sink the dildo in further and her pussy clenches tight around me cock and the sudden increase in wetness lets me know she is enjoying the moment. Her groans some in waves as each inch enters her. Her pussy seems to tighten from the pressure inside her ass and my own pleasure is on the brink of exploding. The sight of her laid out before me with both of her holes staring me in the face makes me feel like a God. I want to get her used to her ass being fucked and I move the fake cock in and out slowly, making sure she takes every single piece of it into the depths of her small, fragile body. ‘Cha.. Channon.’ Her voice breaks and stutters as her walls clench harder and harder around my cock. I start to fuck her pussy deep and hard in time with her ass. Her holes
Keeva’s POVI tell Selina to continue but not to alert Channon to my consciousness. His mind is already heavy with and busy as he tries to come to terms with all the dreadful details of the horrible history lesson that pours from Selina. The ache in his heart rips at my own and I realise how much of his pain directly affects me. I didn’t know the bond between us would link us together in so many ways. Not just our sexual desires for one another, but our mental and physical strengths and weaknesses. ‘The five Witch Tribes in Ghana joined the less powerful scattered tribes in Nigeria to form a force that rivalled our own. The High Sorceress of the Nabuli Tribe became the one who held dominion over them all. Her power grew stronger and deadlier each day and I knew it would be long until we were all slaughtered by her hand. I begged Alaric to leave, we could save those who had joined us and bring them to our home, far beyond the reach of this evil place. He refused and I knew then there w
Ebony’s POV‘Fuck!’ My scream only heightens their want for me and they each thrust into me deeper and harder than before. My throat is raw from the nonstop groaning and screams that have exploded from me the last half an hour. It’s a good job the sex chamber is completely sound proof or the police would have been called to investigate a possible homicide. My body is weightless, suspended in the air and bound in thick leather straps. Sweat pours from my body and my thick, curly hair sticks to the wetness of my back. The scent of my own cunt and arousal fills the room and the growl from behind me is enough to send a shiver down my spine. This is the first time the have both fucked me like this, Blake deep in my pussy and Bleiz in my ass. Both their huge cocks penetrate me to the fullest depths of my insides. They keep in time perfectly with one another. Blake in charge as always and Bleiz more than happy to do as his told. He wants me to look him in his eyes when he fu
Zev’s POVThe whip slices me open and a warm trickle of blood cuts a path down my half healed back. The shackles hold me tight to the large, hard wood pole. My arms don’t reach around the huge parameter of the tree so chains stretch the distance between my wrists. My nails have been ripped from my fingers, left behind in the wood where I claw at it in agony. Three days I have been held captive by the Alpha know as Scarface. His name an apt depiction of the huge, gnarly scar the runs the length of his face. Blind in one eye with the colour gone from his iris. A blank, sightless orb lies in his face like the moon in the dark night sky. I ran, blinded by my own fear, away from Channon and the wolves that hunted me that night. I wasn’t thinking clearly when I crossed into another pack’s territory. I thought I would be able to slip through unnoticed. I was wrong. I had only made it about a mile into their land before I was pounced upon by two, huge, vicious wolves. They dra
Daciana’s POV‘You are the heir to this pack Daciana. How can you lead Shallow Creek with a pathetic excuse for a wolf by your side?’ I don’t bat an eyelid at him although I do sigh inwardly from the way Zev visibly trembles with fear on the bed. His eyes swirl with anger and his huge body looms over me but I do not back down. I plant my bare feet firmly in the earth and stay rooted where I am. He doesn’t scare me. ‘Father. Calm down please. You will give yourself a headache.’ I scold him lightly and his eyes soften slightly. I can’t help but laugh at him sometimes. He has such a fiercely reputation, but to me and his pack, he is a fair and kind Alpha. He lingers near the door, unsure what to do now his initial outburst of homicidal rage has subdued to a potent hatred that fills the room and makes it hard to breath. ‘Would you like a cup of tea Father. It always helps calm you down.’ I smile sweetly at him and brush past him out of the tent with my heavy iron kettle in
Keeva’s POVEbony takes Ophelia by the arm and leads her out of the room in silence. I feel a little guilty for letting Selina scare her like that, but the woman needs to know her place, which is way below my standing in this pack now. As much of a mother figure she has been for Channon does not change the fact I will cut her down where she stands if she continues to interfere in my business. I am Luna of this pack, not her. The dried blood in the bathroom takes some real effort and a decent amount of elbow grease to get it up and I break a sweat scrubbing away the last remnants from the floor, glad the smell has finally diminished to a slight, lingering scent. My skin feels cold and clammy, the possibility of losing Channon had never occurred to me before today. ‘Your food Alpha.’ A small voice calls from out side the door. Obviously Ebony had enough sense to send someone other than her mother back to bring the food Channon requested what feels like hours ago. ‘Come i
Channon’s POVI can’t get enough of her. I’m angry my wolf was so rough with her earlier even though she enjoyed it in the end, I know he caused er too much pain too. Luckily she heals quickly now too and she no longer shifts uncomfortably on her seat whilst eating the remainder of our now very late lunch. She needs to rest before the meeting tonight so she has her sits about her when it comes to White Claw. I don’t know who else he is bringing with him but I know if necessary I can take any other Lapha out without too much to worry about. It is his indestructability that weighs heavy on my mind. I love the old wolf and hold him in a precious place close to my heart. But if the choice is her between him and Keeva, then I would fight for her to my own death. ‘Sleep. I have you for the rest of our lives together. I need you strong and alert tonight.’ She nods and I know the gravity of our situation weighs just as heavily with her. I watch her go to the bathroom wearing
Keeva’s POVMy ass still stings painfully and the rawness is made worse from the fabric of the dress as I pull it over my voluptuous body. I get ready quickly in the clothes Ebony dropped outside the door. I don’t know when she left them but it must have been during my punishment. I wonder how much she heard. Selina sulks inside me, she would never have given into him if I hadn’t begged her. She can handle much more pain and humiliation than me. Channon is my Alpha and I will respect him as that and as my mate. Her mood sets me on edge because I really need us to work together tonight. Channon stops and takes me in from head to toe. I can feel his enjoyment like an enveloping warmth as he stares at me. The black dress huge every curve of my body. The material is tighter than I would like across my chest and bottom though, making me feel a bit self-conscious. The dress stops dead in the middle of my thighs which leaves the rest of my legs naked and exposed. I’m not used
Channon’s POVThe air is so much fresher up here, in the mountains. Keeva snuggles into me as we watch the newest pack of the North put on a show of ancient tribal dances. Their face are painted white and red, their eyes glow yellow form the wolves that lay just below the surface. I made a commitment to them all, all those years ago. I would like to think I have fulfilled my promise to help them build a pack, far away from the hustle and bustle of civilisation where they can be safe and heal from the wounds of their past. A fire rages in the middle of the dances, who leap and spin around it in a big, moving circle. I laugh and clap along with the music, content to just sit and watch the display. Keeva, as usual, has other ideas. She jumps up and grabs my hands, pulling me reluctantly to my feet. ‘Keeva, no..’ I try and plop back down on my bum but she pulls harder and before I can protest anymore I’m in the throng of dancers. I feel silly and the burn of redness slowly
ALMOST TEN YEARS LATER Nikita’s POV The years have passed quickly since the great battle. I watch Finn and Freya play together in the long, green grass, care free and happy. Celeste chases after them and they whoop and scream in delight. She is their Mom, not in blood but in every other way possible. Her promise to keep the legend of White Claw alive has stayed with her every day since. We have a yearly festival to commemorate all those that gave their lives that day. The packs who joined us to defeat the evil that wanted to destroy us all come and pay tribute too. Their whole packs descend upon us, overrunning the huge pack house and surrounding smaller houses. Celeste looks up at me and her eyes meet mine. Finn wriggles on the floor beneath her hand as she tickles his tummy. Huge shrieks of laughter fill the air. ‘You ok love?’ Her voice sounds a bit older and wiser now than it did back then. She has learned more about pack life and the hierarchy that defines out p
Nikita’s POVFinn and Freya sleep soundly in their cot, unaware of the battle that has raged on for hours outside. When I see Celeste again she is in big trouble. I can’t believe she sealed us in here. I know she would have done it to protect us, but I’m quite capable of looking after myself. I feel her pain and exhaustion increase minute my minute through our bind to the point I can’t walk and my whole-body aches. ‘Celeste. Come home.’ I finally decide to call out to her, my silence was supposed to have been a punishment for her act of love, but all it has done is punish me. What if something had happened to her and she thought for even a moment that I didn’t love her. Tears spring to my heavy eyes and pour down my cheeks. I don’t know when I fell asleep but morning is starting to break when the door to the kitchen is flung wide open. Celeste burst into the room. She looks awful. Covered in blood and mud, her hair is a mess and her clothes half gone. I don’t care. I r
Ebony’s POVI see him on the floor and towering over him is a tall, thin woman. She sends a bolt of dark magic straight into his chest from her hand. The pain that rips through me takes my breath away and I crumple to the floor, smashing into a tree from the speed I was going. ‘Don’t stop Blake, save him.’ I whimper through the pain. My vision has blurred from the lack of oxygen to my brain. The pain is so intense it makes me want to die, just so I can’t feel it anymore. She is too engrossed in torturing our mate to even notice Blake's huge wolf streaking towards her. My vision clears just enough to see Blake pounce on her. Her scream bounces from tree to tree and fills this part of the forest with the sound of death. He mauls at her and when her head pops off and rolls along the floor the pain completely vanishes. The wicked witch is dead. I can finally breath properly again. Blake leaves her mangled bloody body on the floor and goes to Bleiz. I stagger to my four leg
Keeva’s POV‘Celeste we are going under here. There are too many of them. Please, help us.’ There are too many of them. My silver fur is soaked through with the dark, stinking blood of vampires and the earthy copper red blood of werewolves. The Witches hide in the tress like the coward they are. Sending their pets into do the hard work. ‘Ebony, Blake, Bleiz. Get into the trees near the river and start taking out the witches. We need to break down their command. ‘Go, now.’ Supreme Alpha seconds my command instantly. I know he thinks Selina is control but the truth is it’s all me. Keeva. Selina has shut down and hidden away in the deep darkness of my mind. The next wave of vampires joins the fray. The frenzied ferocity of which they attack takes me by surprise. They are starved and the scent of blood has them crazed beyond my comprehension and understanding. High pitched screeches pierce the battle field, the blood lust of the undead being sated from the corpses that lit
Celeste’s POV My hands are clamped over my ears to try to block out the horrendous sounds of battle from consuming me. Grief pulls me to the floor and I sob into the cold earth. Even from here the floor shakes beneath me from the pounds paws and feet of the battle and bodies being slammed in to the ground. Barks of anger still pierce through my hands, the pain of hundreds of souls is palpable in the air. My skin crawls with the feeling of being watched and I don’t dare move from my curled-up position on the floor. Surely if It was Keeva or someone from the pack who knows me they would have announced their arrival. ‘Who’s there?’ I’m ashamed of how small and meek my voice is betraying the gut-wrenching fear inside of me. ‘Why do you care so deeply for them?’ This is the first time I have heard his deep, rumbling voice. I look up and am shocked to find White Claw sat just inside the clearing watching me. ‘What do you mean?’ His eyes follow me as I stand up and regain so
Celeste’s POVI can feel it in the air as the witching hour approaches. ‘Nikita, I need to go to my alter to perform the ritual and try to break the curse. It is the place with the strongest concentration of elemental magic.’ Her hands are soft and warm in mine and her tears make my soul weep. I would give anything not to leave her and our babies, but if I don’t do this and succeed then we are all doomed. Finn and Freya sleep peacefully in their cot next to the bed and I look down on them. The love I have for these little guys is more than I thought capable of ever feeling. It’s for them that I go out tonight and fight for our survival. ‘Celeste, please don’t go.’ Nikita pleads with me, her eyes are full of tears and desperation in her voice. ‘Let one of the other witches do it.’ She doesn’t understand and none of my reasons will ever be good enough for her. ‘I am the strongest witch here. If I can’t do it then we have no one on our side that can.’ The bond between us
Alessia’s POVEach step takes me past the long, tooth filled snout of a chained werewolf. Their snarls and growls fill the air along with the crack of whips that send whimpering howls in to the darkening sky. I smile and observe the scent around me. All the werewolves, held under the High Councils control have been brough from all corners of the land to us here. They are the muscles behind the vision of destroying or controlling these beasts, once and for all. I finish moving through the stinking area where they are being kept. My shoes are covered in their excrement that I try and wipe off on the grass in disgust. I feel bile rise in my throat but manage to hold it back. The last rays of sunlight dip behind the trees and the tents around me stir with the occupants that start to rise. I quicken my pace and my heart rate picks up as vampires start to emerge from their sleeping quarters. As I reach the biggest tent in the centre of their camp I’m greeted by Admis himself
Keeva’s POV‘You smell funny.’ I move in closer to Channon and sniff him all over, up and down. ‘Have you wet yourself?’ I blurt out and he steps back. I wrinkle my nose at the pungent odour and feel a bit sick. ‘He stinks of fear.’ Selina moves forwards and our consciousness combines, I feel her sense of smell over take my own. It’s not just his fear he reeks of, it’s the other Alpha’s fear scent that has stuck to him too. Selina moves back in to my mind and curls up, absorbed in her own thoughts on the situation. ‘Why are you all so scared?’ He looks at me and I can see his is genuinely worried. ‘The vampires have joined forces with the witches Keeva, I don’t know how we are going to win this thing.’ His eyes fill and her turns away. ‘I’m going for a shower.’ I let him go. At least he can get rid of the awful smells that cling to him and then I will go help relieve him of some of his frustration and anger. ‘Keeva.’ I turn to the door and see Ebony. She looks so tired