This chapter made me cry, it really is hard losing someone you love.
~~7 HOURS AGO~~As the first rays of morning sunlight gently filtered through the diaphanous curtains in Blaze's bedroom, they bestowed upon the room a tender, golden embrace, suffusing it with a soft, inviting warmth. In the tranquil cocoon of his slumber, Blaze stirs, gradually succumbing to the inexorable pull of consciousness, which, like a patient siren, tugged him away from the realms of dreams and into wakefulness.With a languorous stretch of his arms and legs, Blaze welcomes the dawning day with a contented smile that began at the corners of his lips and radiates outward, much like the sun's gentle glow. In that fleeting moment of transition from dreamscape to reality, his thoughts found themselves inexorably drawn to the one person who had been occupying his mind ceaselessly: Astrid.Ever since that unforgettable night they had shared, Astrid had become a vivid, indelible presence within the tapestry of his thoughts. Her infectious laughter, the tantalizing memory of her sil
Blaze made his way toward the room where Dexter and Phoenix had set up their morning headquarters. He couldn't help but wonder if those two notorious sluggards were still lost in slumber's embrace, even though the clock had boldly struck 8:00am. Last night's raucous party had kept them occupied, but as usual, they had arrived fashionably late to the party.With a mix of annoyance and curiosity, Blaze raps his knuckles against the door, expecting some semblance of a response. Yet, the silence remained unbroken. Fueled by a growing impatience, he boldly chose to push the door open, a decision that would soon become a source of deep regret.A sudden, passionate moan slices through the otherwise still air, assaulting Blaze's senses and immediately drawing his attention. His eyes widened as the scene before him unfolded, revealing an explicit tableau that would have shocked even the most audacious of witnesses.In the midst of this bold act of passion, there they were, Phoenix and Dexter, l
"I am not grumpy!" Blaze replies with a furrowed brow, his defense evident in his tone. Phoenix, lost in hopeful reverie, muses aloud, "Oh, how I yearn to discover my own mate, regardless of her being human or not." Dexter eagerly joins in, his voice filled with anticipation, "Likewise, as long as she's sexy, beautiful, and sweet, I'm perfectly fine with it. I don't freaking care if she's human!" Then, with a playful and affectionate tone, Dexter interjects, "Blazey, my dear friend, I am hungry!" His gaze was fixed on Blaze with an irresistible display of puppy-dog eyes. Blaze knew all too well that Dexter only resorted to such silly nicknames when he needed to satisfy his voracious appetite for blood. Blaze responds with a good-natured sigh, "Is there ever a moment when you're not ravenous?" With a gentle and knowing smile, Dexter extends his hand, his fingers delicately skimming across the expanse of Blaze's broad back. Starting at the shoulders, his touch was a soft caress tha
Tiffany's enraged words cut through the room like a sharpened blade, her anger surging to new and frightening heights. The very air seemed charged with tension as her fury lashed out at Elena, "You dare to utter such slander to Mom, Elena!" Tiffany seethes, her eyes blazing with anger, "You traitor! After all the love and care Mom has showered upon you, how could you possibly stab her in the back? You don't belong in this family, you wretched orphan. Go be with your dead parents!" Her words were like venomous snakes, poised to strike.Elena's heart had always carried the weight of her past, the knowledge that she was adopted after her parents tragically perished in a car accident when she was just a few days old. Charlotte, ever the compassionate soul, like she painted herself to be, had taken her in and officially adopted her into the family. At least, that's what she had told Leo.But Elena's childhood had been far from idyllic. She had yearned for the love and acceptance of a mothe
Elena's heart seemed to stop as Charlotte's words hung heavily in the air. The revelation that her sister was Astrid, and her mother was Alice, struck her like a thunderclap, leaving her stunned and emotionally battered. It was as if the ground had shifted beneath her, and the world she thought she knew had crumbled into fragments of painful truth.Shock coursed through her veins, and her green eyes mirrored the immense disbelief that washed over her. The realization was a dagger to her heart, a cruel twist of fate that had kept her family's true identity hidden for far too long.Hurt, like a tidal wave, surged within her. It was a hurt born not only from the deception but also from the years of separation, the absence of a mother's love, and the betrayal by the evil woman she thought was her mother. Elena's gaze, once locked with Charlotte's, now wavered, her eyes clouded with tears that threatened to spill over.The room felt suffocating as the weight of this revelation pressed down
"Do you honestly believe, in the depths of your twisted minds, that the Alpha would simply pardon you for causing harm to his beloved mate?" Elena's voice seeps with incredulity.The wicked grin on both Tiffany and Charlotte's lips remained unwavering as Charlotte suggests, "Not if we orchestrate it to appear as though a rogue committed the act."With an unsettling giggle, Tiffany continues, "First, we eliminate Astrid, and then Elena shall meet the same fate," her words carrying a sinister undertone.But Elena's resolve remained unshaken as she retorts, "Do you truly think I would allow you to carry out such a heinous plan?" Her determination to protect her sister was unwavering.Undeterred, Charlotte taunts, "Then try to stop us," and with synchronized malevolence, mother, and daughter proceeded towards Astrid's room, with Elena hot on their heels, committed to safeguard her sister.Tiffany forcefully pushes open the door to Astrid's room, and their eyes fell on the peaceful figure o
Upon beholding the shimmering force field that had materialized before them, Tiffany and Elena found themselves utterly flabbergasted. However, it was Tiffany who bore the brunt of the shock when she espied her mother sprawled upon the ground, blood spilling from her in a horrifying cascade, thus instigating a frantic turmoil within her.In a frenzied rush, Tiffany rushes toward her fallen mother, her trembling hands grappling with the handcuffs that ensnared her. Meanwhile, Elena, swift as a shadowy specter, unleashed a deft and precise blow to Tiffany's temple, plunging her into a sudden abyss of unconsciousness.Amidst this chaotic tableau, torrents of anguish flows from Elena's eyes as she flung herself into her father's arms, embracing him tightly. Leo, initially taken aback by the unforeseen surge of emotions, offered consoling pats upon her quaking shoulders. In a trembling voice, he posed the haunting question, "What transpired here?"And then, with a heartbreaking fervor, Elen
"Dad, stop!" The anguished cry resonates through the room, originating from the depths of Elena's desperation. With a sudden surge of strength, she managed to wrench her father away from Charlotte.On the other side of this harrowing struggle, Charlotte, her tenuous grip on life slipping like fine sand through her fingers, clutches her throat in agonizing torment. Gasping for the precious breath she had so nearly lost, her eyes widen with the stark realization of how close she had come to death."I'm deeply sorry. I let my anger get the better of me," Leo confesses, his words laden with the crushing weight of remorse. Elena, embodying a remarkable gesture of compassion, enveloped her father in a tight and comforting embrace, offering solace through her mere presence."I comprehend your feelings, Dad," she says, her voice a soothing balm to his frayed nerves. "No one harbors a stronger desire for her demise than I do, but we must allow the authorities to handle this matter. I have alrea
Blaze's thoughts churned as he held her, trying to sort through the jumble of feelings her words had stirred up. A part of him wanted to feel jealous, to resent the man she was grieving for, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. How could he be jealous of someone who had shown her kindness, who had treated her with the care and respect she deserved? The relief he felt was stronger than any jealousy—relief that someone had cared for her, had made her feel safe, even if it was only for a short time.He tightened his embrace, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead as her tears dampened his chest. Her pain was raw, palpable, and it tore at him to see her like this. He wanted to be her rock, her safe harbor in the storm of emotions she was enduring."Astrid," he murmurs, his voice rough with the agony he was trying to keep in check, "You didn't cause his death. You can't keep carrying that guilt around like a weight on your shoulders. He wouldn't want you to blame yourself, not for a se
Astrid nods slowly, her expression thoughtful. But then, as if a switch had been flipped, her demeanor shifted. Her eyes sparkled with renewed enthusiasm as she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, a kittenish smile tugging at her lips. "Alright, I get it, you're all emotional and everything," she teases, "But I've got to say, I'm still dying to hear about your weird sex life. You've got me curious now. How did you go from awkward first-timer to a seasoned pro? Spill the details!" Blaze chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief at her sudden change in tone. "I should've known you'd circle back to that," he utters, a smirk playing on his lips. "Alright, where do I even start? It's a wild story, and trust me, you're going to want to get comfortable for this one.""Oh, I'm ready! Don't hold back on me now," she mumbles, her excitement barely contained. "Spill the beans, Blaze. I need to know how you became the sex god you are today. I want all the juicy details!"Blaze chuc
Astrid howls with amusement, clutching her sides as she imagined the scenario. "It's funny and somehow endearing in the weirdest, most inappropriate way. I mean, who else would take on the mission of ensuring his best friend didn't reach the ripe old age of forty-five without at least one scandalous story to his name? It's kind of touching, in a way. Twisted, but touching."Blaze grins, nodding in agreement. "He was nothing if not thorough. He kept pestering me with questions—'How was it? Did you go for the classic moves, or did you get creative?' It was like he wanted a play-by-play analysis.""Well, you should be counting your blessings that he didn't bust down the door mid-action, clipboard in hand, to make sure you were aiming for the right hole," Astrid quips, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Can you imagine? 'No, no, Blaze! A little to the left—there you go, that's the spot! Now, remember, slow and steady wins the race!'"She chuckles, her laughter bubbling over as she painted
"But oh no, Dexter didn't stop there. He's got that cocky grin on his face, and suddenly, he's giving me a full-blown anatomy lesson. He gets all dramatic, using his hands for emphasis. 'You know, Blaze,' he says, 'it's the one smack in the middle! You can't miss it. Just south of her belly button, between the legs, like… bingo! Right there! It's like parking a car—front row, VIP access!'"Blaze couldn't help but laugh, mimicking Dexter's wild hand gestures as Astrid burst into giggles beside him. "And then—oh, it gets better—he leans even closer, like we're plotting a heist or something, and goes, 'Now listen carefully, my friend, because this is crucial. If you find yourself at the back door, you've gone too far. You're gonna need to make a quick U-turn and head back up north. Don't let her catch you wandering off into uncharted territory!'"Astrid nearly doubled over with laughter, clutching her stomach as she imagined the absurd scene. "Oh my god, I can't!" she gasps between giggl
Blaze felt a carnal grin spread across his lips as he gazed down at her, the fire in her words igniting something deep within him. He admired her boldness, her unyielding determination, and the way she made her intentions crystal clear. "You certainly know how to make a compelling argument," he replies, his voice a rich, velvety drawl that hinted at the dangerous game she was playing. "But let me make something perfectly clear, Astrid. What you're asking for is more than just a fleeting desire. It's a fire that, once kindled, won't easily be extinguished. "And you might find that handling all of me—handling us—is more than you bargained for. Just remember, once you cross this line, there's no going back. Are you truly ready to face the heat, to take on everything that comes with it?" His breath was warm against her skin, his words a tantalizing mix of promise and warning. He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze again, waiting, watching for her response, a dark anticipation
Astrid's moans were muffled against the sheets, her body trembling beneath him as his raw power overtook her. She loved the way he took control and every rough thrust only sent her deeper into a whirlwind of ecstasy as she came again and again, her body unable to stop the wave of orgasms crashing over her. "Fuck… I'm gonna cum," he grunts, his balls tightened, his body tensing as his cock swelled inside her, the familiar pressure building deep within him as his release approached. With one final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his cock throbbing as he spilled his seed into her in hot, pulsing waves. Astrid screamed as she felt him fill her, her orgasm hitting her hard as his cock pressed against her cervix. Their combined juices mixed, dripping down her thighs and onto the bed, the sensation leaving her shuddering and breathless. Blaze grins, his hand coming down to deliver a sharp slap to her ass. "Look at you," he utters in a low, dirty whisper, watching his cum drip
"Oh, Blaze," she gasps, dragging her nails down his chest as her body continued to move over him. "Your cock, it's mine. I own it." Blaze groaned, the sensation of her squeezing him so tightly making his muscles tense with barely contained need. Her pussy was so warm, so wet, every thrust sending jolts of delight through him that made him clench his jaw. His hands gripped her hips tighter, trying to pull her down harder, but she resisted, keeping the pace slow and torturous. "Kitty, you're driving me fucking crazy…" Astrid's moans grew louder as she felt him throbbing inside her, the ridges of his cock rubbing against her inner walls, making her body tremble. "I want you to feel every inch of me." Her lips brushed against his ear as her hips rocked forward again, pushing him deeper into her slick heat with a force that made Blaze's cock swell even harder inside her. "I want you to know you're mine. That no one else can make you feel this way." "You're fucking perfect," he rumbles,
Blaze let out a deep, primal howl, his chest heaving as he pressed the swollen head of his cock against Astrid's slick entrance. Slowly, he dragged the sensitive tip through her drenched folds, causing her wetness to spread across his shaft. "Damn, you're so wet for me… so tight, so ready," Blaze taunts, his voice thick with lechery. "Your pussy is begging for me to fill it, isn't it?" His eyes darkened with lust as he hovered at her entrance, hardly slipping the tip inside her before pulling back. He repeated the motion, sliding only half an inch into her heat, giving her just a taste of what she craved, the tantalizing stretch making both of them groan. Blaze continues with an excruciatingly slow rhythm, thrusting shallowly, his hips barely moving as his cock teased her entrance, never quite filling her completely. "You like that, don't you? The way I play with you? Making you want it so bad you can't even think straight…" His voice was a dark, sinful whisper as he kept up the sl
Blaze loved the way her body felt pressed against his, her wetness seeping through her panties, drenching his boxers, making him feel how badly she wanted him. The teasing—how she moved just enough to drive him to the edge without giving him what he truly needed—was a sweet kind of torment. It made his skin tingle, his heart race, and his cock throb harder with every pass of her hips.Astrid leans in close, her lips barely grazing Blaze's ear as her breath came out in hot, uneven waves. "You feel so fucking good, Blaze," she purrs, her words dripping with lust as her hips began to grind harder against him. "You're so hard for me… I can feel how much you want me, how badly you need me."With a lascivious gleam in her eyes, she shifted slightly, her fingers sliding down between their bodies, slipping under the waistband of Blaze's boxers. Slowly, she pulled them down, her heart pounding in anticipation as his thick, swollen cock sprang free. Her breath hitched at the sight of it, her e