Channon’s POV.The hot water burns my skin and takes away the aches in my muscles from the long run earlier. Never has one wolf made me so angry and horny at the same time. As much as I try and resist the pull of the mate bond it grows stronger every day. All I have to do is think about Keeva and my dick springs to attention. Her scent through the woods after she shifted back when I left, was full of arousal. Her bush of intimate hair looked soft and I wanted to bury my face deep within her and taste her sweet juices. Even now in the hot steamy room my cock pulses painfully up and down. It has been too long since I had any kind of release. The last time I shot my load was deep inside Ebony’s tight ass. The though of her now makes my dick start to soften. The relief from the excruciating pressure inside my balls is short lived. Her imagine springs into my mind and my roaring hard on return with vengeance. I could call one of the Omega wolves into suck my cock and give m
Channon’s POVHer lips are softer than I ever dreamed they could be and the way she kisses me back make my dick ready to fuck her. My seed has only just been swallowed but my balls are already heavy again with aching longing for her pussy. While I search out every corner of her mouth with long, roaming laps, I slip of her trousers and caress her thick, firm thighs. Her flesh feel strong and robust in my hands. I leave her lips and move on to her neck but she freezes and her whole body stiffens. ‘What’s wrong?’ ‘Are you going to mark me?’ her scared whisper next to me ear makes my cock slap against her thigh. ‘Don’t you want me to?’ My lips linger on her skin and the thought of sinking my teeth into her right now devours my mind. ‘I do, but it will hurt.’ Now isn’t the time. I need to get my cock inside her first before I explode.My arms hold me over her body and I lift myself up higher so I can take in the sight of her. I move quickly down to her crotch and she tries to shut her legs
Nikita’s POVThe darkness of the night has lifted, driven away by the rays of sunlight that stream though the sky, painting it with pinks and purples. We have driven for hours now and I have never been so far away from home. My wolf whines, she wants to go back home to our pack. I try and sooth her with promises that we will be ok. We have been taking it in turns to drive and now Celeste grips the wheel tightly and struggles with the stick, making the engine cry our when she doesn’t shift gear properly. I smile at her and put my hand on her thigh. Her hand immediately follows and she gives mine a reassuring squeeze. My head rests comfortably on the headrest and I slip into a comfortable sleep while being rocked gently by the bumps of the road. ‘Nikita. Nikki, baby. Stay here and stay hidden. I’ll be back soon.’ I jerk awake and Celeste’s worried face comes into focus slowly as my mind tries to catch up with what is going on. ‘What’s wrong?’ I ask her, unable to keep th
Celeste’s POVAnother sharp, hard jab to my rib sends a shot of pain through my chest and takes my breath away. My arms ache from being held so firmly above my head by solid metal chains attached to a thick metal hoop in the ceiling. I try to move to lessen the impact of the blows that are raining down on me but the is nowhere for me to go. Each blow sends a booming thud or crack around the bare concrete room. ‘We will only ask one more time Celeste. Where is your dirty little mate and what did you tell them?’ Tears pour from my eyes and drip from the end of my nose. I dare not look up into her cold eyes again, as the smack to the face that followed last time was awful and bust my lip open. ‘I told you High Priestess, I have no mate. That was a foolish mistake in the heat of passion.’ I cry out but my words seem to fall on deaf, ignorant ears. I feel her turn away from me, the glare of her eyes no longer fixed on the crown of my head. ‘Take her to the cells. Maybe a co
Keeva’s POV‘Nikita, are you ok?’ Unease has settled inside me. I haven’t heard from her since the early hours of the morning and even Selina is becoming concerned. I know my mindlink reaches further than standard pack member as I was able to call to Nikita from the Vampire’s lair. Channon snores quietly in his sleep and his breath wafts the hair near my ears and it tickles me. His big, muscley arm is draped across my body and it grows heavy on me now. Slowly I lift his arm up enough to slip from it’s confines and take a deep breath in at last. I take a moment to gaze, unwatched, upon the face of my fated mate. He has changed so much from the young boy who is a faded, hazy memory. I never knew the truth of what happened the night him and Caeli disappeared. The floor is soft beneath my feet as I quietly leave the bed, but the pain that spasms through my body from my crotch almost makes my legs give way under me. He wasn’t a rough lover but his sheer size was enough to h
Channon’s POVThe hot water runs over her soft, peach skin and turns pink on the bright white floor, tainted from the blood between her legs. Guilt washes over me at the sight. I was as gentle as I could be with her, my wolf constantly yaps at me to go harder or to take her again. He wants us to shift so we can go for a run in the forest and bond together in our primal state. My intentions had been to wash her body myself but I know the if I let my hands move freely over her body again then she will have no choice but to bounce on my dick under the hot water until I release my seed into her again. The thought sends a smile to my face which she notices instantly. ‘I think not Mr Lover Lover.’ Her tone is light and playful as she waggles her finger in my face. ‘I want to eat and shift, then we can talk about that.’ Her eyes drop to my growing cock ‘later.’ Her eyes glint with mischief as she steps quickly from the shower and leaves me to finish washing alone. With her go
Celeste’s POVThe skin bound book feels bumpy and rough in my hands as I free it from the secret compartment of my largest suitcase. Many charms and protective spells have hidden the secrets within from the vigorous searches made of my belonging while I was gone. All my other crystals have been seized along with the non-approved spell books. The High Council have made it their mission to see that every day witches do not have access to powers that could cause their undoing. I have made it my mission to seek out this knowledge in the hopes that one day I will make their world crash and burn around them. One of my most beloved possession is a picture of me with both my parents. Our smiles are bright and genuine in this one, years before the uprisings began and my whole world was destroyed. A big fat tear splashes onto the picture as the ones that have welled in my eyes become too much and spill out and down my cheeks. I miss them every day single day. I place the old, ye
Celeste’s POV ‘Jake, we need to go. Please!’ I rip at him with all my strength and manage to pull his dazed body from the floor. Smoke still lingers in the air and the scent of burned wood stings at the back of my throat. The two rabid looking werewolves approach at tremendous speed, there vicious snarls get louder by the second. Jake’s shouts in fear when he finally lays eyes upon the beasts. Their eyes crimson red and foamy white drool escapes their jaws. The man who came screaming down the corridor reaches us and flings Jake’s arm around his shoulder. ‘I hope you are worth this.’ He hisses at me and takes off down the hallway practically dragging Jake along with him. There is only one thing I can do to give the others the time they need to escape. I’m going to have to face these two demons alone. The two of the mini bombs are hard and cold in my hand as I extract them from my pocket and thrown them one after the other at the wolves. One makes direct impact to the l
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