She arched her back when his finger dove deep into her pussy, curving in a come hither motion. “Duncan…” Erin moaned, spreading her legs wider, splashing some water from the bathtub to the floor. “Is that the answer to what I asked you?” He asked in a hoarse whisper. Erin shook her head, biting her bottom lip when he fingered her harder and faster, squeezing her breast. “Use your words, I want to hear how your voice shakes when you answer my questions,” Duncan's voice sent electric currents racing down her veins. “I want you to-to-” she stammered, rolling her eyes to the ceiling in pleasure as he pinched her nipple, taking her earlobe in his mouth and sulking on it. “You want me to what?” His tongue left her earlobe as he asked.“I want you to make love to me. I want you to make me orgasm over and over again,” she said in a sultry voice, shivering from the way he touched her. He introduced his second finger and she squirmed in discomfort, squeezing her eyes shut until she could
Erin juddered, and her heart almost flew out of her chest. She spun in the direction of the voice and once she saw that it was Lola, she heaved a sigh of relief, nursing her heart. “Did you have to scare me like that?” Erin asked, standing stark naked in front of Lola. “That does not answer my question, young lady,” Lola said, folding her arms against her chest and eyeing Erin in annoyance. “Look, I had a long night,” Erin lowered herself to the bed after latching her window closed. “If I should tell you what happened, you wouldn't believe me.” Lola's brows creased into a frown and Erin glanced at her after getting a tingling feeling at the back of her neck. “What?” Erin asked, equally mirroring the frown that was etched to her sister's face. “What is that smell?” Lola asked, rising from her sit with a look of inquisition thrown at Erin. “How do you mean?” Erin sniffed the air then shook her head, confirming that she wasn't perceiving any fowl smell. “Wait, are you saying that
Arriving in front of her parent's Chambers, she fisted her palm and rapped on the door, listening for a response. She heard the shuffling of feet like there was commotion going on. She knitted her brows into a frown, wondering what it was that was going on in there. She hummed, stroking her chin. “Yes, I have to clean it off, what if she wants to sit on the bed?” Erin's ears picked up the muffled voice of her mother. Erin withdrew her head from the door, pressing her lips into a grim line to stop herself from laughing. “Were mother and father busy?” Erin asked in her head, unable to pull a straight face after she pictured her mother running around naked. “If they were busy, why did they send for me?” “Come in,” Mrs. Grendel announced, and Erin cleared her throat, pushing the door open, bracing herself just in case she got a wisp of something. She walked into the room, closing the door before her. “Good morning Father, good morning mother,” she greeted, offering them a curt bow
Erin's breathing intensified, and her stomach sank at her mother's words. “What do you mean by there is a problem?” Mrs. Grendel's demeanor dampened and teats glistened in her eyes. “The wizard,” Mrs. Grendel breathed out, and Erin's throat was soon occupied by a lump. “What happened to the wizard, tell me mother,” Erin said in urgency, the suspense gradually killing her. “Tell me, please.”“We-we sent our most trusted guards to get the portion from the wizard, but then they returned with nothing,” Mrs. Grendel stammered, explaining with a face already red. Erin's forehead creased into a wary frown as she eyed her mother. Beads of sweat gathered on her forehead and her back became slick with sweat, clinging her dress to it. “Talk to me, please,” Erin pleaded, voice already breaking as she stared at her mother's already red-rimmed eyes. “What was their reason for returning empty handed?” Her mother parted her lips to speak, but snapped it shut when sobs racked through her. Erin'
Duncan Mirthon With a smile that caused the sides of his eyes to crinkle, he adjusted the collar of his Victorian shirt. His back still stung from the impact of her fingers knifing into his skin, giving him a nostalgic feeling. Looking at his reflection, his beard boxed his face, and his eyes twinkled with delight. He couldn't wait to see and hold her in his arms again. Willing his legs to the door, he exited his room and headed straight for Lara's room. Rapping softly, he heard a faint, “Come in.” Duncan pushed the door and stepped into the room, eyes fixed on his sister, who had her back against the headboard. Her face turned crimson, and a creepy smile was etched to her face. He squinted his eyes, knitting his brows into a frown. “What are you doing?” Duncan eyed her, channelling his eyes to her hands, which were covered with her thick blanket. “Nothing,” she tittered, pulling her hands from under the blanket. Duncan took fast strides towards her and lifted the blanket, se
“Father!” Duncan exclaimed, holding his father in desperation. “Guards, get the sage!” The guards ran out of the room, while the elders gathered round King Mirthon, assisting Duncan.Duncan and the elders rushed King Mirthorn to his opulent chambers, decorated with regal elegance. Softly, they dropped the king on the bed, and groans of agony slipped out of his lips. Duncan's heart hammered against his chest, and he combed his fingers through his hair. “Why is everybody falling ill?” Duncan asked in his head, impatiently waiting for the sage. Elder Kaleb sent the rest of the elders back to the symposium, leaving him, Duncan, a few maids and guards. Duncan gripped his father's hand, gently squeezing it to offer himself comfort. “Where is the king?” Duncan's ears picked up the voice of the sage, followed by the slapping sounds of her slippers against the tiles as she ran towards his room. The sage, a wise old woman with long white hair that flowed down her back, and eyes filled wi
When they arrived in front of a path, Duncan tossed a sweet smile at her. “Close your eyes.” Erin's brows drew together into a frown. “Why?” “Because it is a surprise,” he muttered, grabbing her waist and pulling her in front of him, breathing against her neck. “Okay, fine,” she giggled, snapping her eyes shut. He waved a hand in front of her to check if she really closed her eyes.Convinced that indeed her eyes were close, Duncan led Erin through the moonlit garden, the soft glow of the candles cast a warm and romantic space around them. The air was fragrant with the scent of blooming flowers, enhancing the sense of equanimity that embraced them. There was a table in the middle of the place with two chairs, and a bottle of wine sat on the table, which had pristine material covering it. “You may open your eyes,” Duncan said, and when she did, her eyes widened. Erin's initial hesitation and gloom began to fade as she absorbed the beauty around her.“Oh, my goodness,” Erin mutter
“King Mirthon's son?” Elder Kaleb asked, glimpsing at the king, whose expression mirrored the confused one etched to his face. “Mother?” Egor's voice broke as he saw her, and his chest heaved as the rope was draped around his neck. Duncan met his father's gaze, creasing his brows into a frown of confusion before looking back at the woman, whose face was kissing the ground as she cried. Two guards rushed towards her, clutching their fingers around their arms and pulling her off the ground. “Do not kill your own son for a crime he did not commit, please!” The woman screamed, kicking her legs in the air and struggling. Lara moved closer to Duncan, whispering, “I knew he was innocent, but what did she mean by Father's son?” Duncan shrugged, eyeing her, trying to get a clear picture of what she looked like. Her facial features were hard to decipher because he had a material covering her face with only her orbs in sight. A cloud of mystery hovered over her, making everyone invested
Duncan carried Erin in his arms, smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He got into their room and dropped her on the bed, planting a kiss on her forehead. "We are finally married, my love!" she beamed, clasping her hands around his neck."It feels too good to be true," he murmured, gazing into her eyes. "I kept thinking I would wake up and find it was all a dream.""Well, this is no dream," Erin replied, kissing him softly. "We are husband and wife at long last. We no longer have to hide to see each other.”Duncan furrowed his forehead as sadness washed over him. “What is wrong?” Erin questioned with concern. “I am sorry that I told my father I didn't know you when you were captured. I am sorry for thinking you killed my pack members and I am so sorry I let them throw you in the dungeon. I did it to protect you and I,” Duncan explained. “I-”Erin's touch lingered softly on Duncan's lips, a silent reassurance of her understanding and acceptance. "No more words, my dear,"
The absence of the one she had trusted most only deepened the sense of betrayal and left her trying to make sense of the harsh reality of the war that now raged within the very walls of her kingdom.Her world shattered as she witnessed the horrific scene unfolding before her eyes. “Mother, Father, Amelia!” She called their names, running to through the chaos in search of her family. She goes into battle with the werewolves and saw Emyrn.“What? You are here? Where is Amelia?” She asked.“Fighting on the other side,” Emryn said as he took down the wolves with his magic powers.“Hold them in as much as possible…let me check up on my parents," she said running to her parents chamber.The sight of the caramel-skinned witch she had seen at Duncan's pack, bewitching Lara through the mirror that night terrified her. Erin's heart sank when her eyes fell to the witch’s hand gripping the dagger that had pierced her father’s heart, sending waves of anguish coursing through her. She screamed i
Duncan's povDuncan wondered what was happening to him. For the first time, his primal wolf kept telling him to trust Erin. It was persistent that he was mistaken, but hem remained steadfast in his refusal to heed to the fact Erin might be innocent, not entirely innocent, but not as eveil as he thought she is. His mind came back to his father who had just called him. “Why is dad suddenly decided on going to war with the vampires?” He thought as he entered the chamber.“Finally you are here. You made me wait for a while," Alpha Mirthon said. “Sorry for the inconvieniences I might have caused but father, why am I being summoned?” Duncan ask, pretending not to know. Of course he has to or else, that maid will be in trouble.“We are going to war, son” He announced, his voice evident that he is determined to carry out what he just said.Duncan’s bro furrowed in confusion as he process his father ‘s words once again, hoping his father will say it is a prank but his ffather is not the kin
111.She turned to the sound of the footsteps but heard the person pulling back. “Duncan?” She wished it was him for a second but when she remembered what happened earlier, she got rid of that wishful thinking.She is more than devastated and a tear rolls down her cheek when she recalls how he avoided her gaze. The guards were pulling her away, past the scarred walls and the torches mounted on the walls but he was not looking. She began to have different thoughts. If anything were to happen to her while coming, the least she could expect to happen is Duncan denying knowing her. She should have just stuck to Mark. This wouldn't have happened if she listened to him when he told her to end things with Duncan. She looked around the dungeon and realized it was a dimly lit cell and she was still in the same position as she was when she was tossed into it. She turned, banging on the iron bars."Let me go!" She cried out, her voice hoarse with anguish. But her words fell on deaf ears, swall
Erin’s heart skipped a beat and she rose to her feet dusting her dress. While she expected to see so many guards, she was glad that it was only a guard. “I am asking again and I won’t repeat, who are you?” The guards took a stance to fight her but she chuckled.With a calm demeanor, she met the guard's gaze, her voice steady despite finding it amusing that the guard was ready to take her on a one-on-one battle.“Okay fine… I am a lycan princess. I heard the Alpha’s palace is here and has a great view. I came to see if it is true or not and it looks like it is true. Either way, I am leaving now” She said, and watched as the guard's stance shifted, his muscles tensed as he took in her words. She held her breath, hoping against hope that her explanation would be enough to quell any further suspicion."Trust me," she continued, her tone earnest. "I meant no trouble, and I am going now." She said pointing to where she came in from.“Ha… Think you can fool me?” He said howling loudly. His
Erin's heart sank as she stood there, reeling from Duncan's abrupt leaving without hearing her out. "What am I supposed to do now?" she wondered, feeling lost and frustrated at the same time. Suddenly, her thoughts were shattered by a jolt as Lola's mind link flooded her consciousness with unexpected news. "Amelia found?!" Erin gasped, her mind racing. She turned instinctively in the direction Duncan had taken, taking one last glance as though wishing he emerge again from the shadows but it was just wishful thinking. Unable to follow him, she made a swift decision to return to Nebramos to confirm the miraculous news herself. She arrived at Nebramos at the break of dawn and was met with a scene of utter chaos. The maids were in a frenzy, their cries of anguish piercing the morning air. The whole palace was chaotic. She frowned and rushed in with curiosity but the maids were weeping so loud that they did not notice her coming. "What's happening here?" she asked, grabbing one of the
Duncan's pov"Trespasser?" The alpha asks, and Duncan frowns in confusion as he looks at alpha Mirthon, his dad. “How can there be a trespasser around by this time?” Alpha Mirthon asked."It is a female vampire." The guard announces.Duncan's heart started to thump really hard in his chest. How could that be?“We should all go and see who the trespasser is now, shouldn't we?” Duncan rushes outside only to see guards holding Erin's hands. Anger bubbles in him to see her in such a state. “i warned you.” He said to himself internally. How could she get herself into such a mess because he warned her to stay away from his kingdom because he knew that once she was caught, it would be difficult for her to escape. He even knew about her killing his people, but he still gave her a way of escaping, but how could she mess it all up and let herself get caught by his people.Erin, however, did not seem to understand the situation she was in because she kept struggling with the guards who held he
Duncan's povHe watched her through the woods and once he was sure that it was her, he called out her name and she turned around to face him, confirming his suspicions."Erin?" His throat ran dry. His heart felt broken and he hated how he hadn't noticed it earlier that she had been the one killing his pack members.His heart pace increased and he stared at her whilst having many questions at the back of his mind. Why would she do this? And how could she? Although they were mates, he also had an obligation to his people, his pack. How could she do this to him? How could she betray him after everything they'd gone through?“Why… Erin? Why?”“I have no clue what you're talking about.” Duncan touched his heart, feeling his heart break every second she gave him an answer he didn't like.“Why did you betray me?” He asked. His love for Erin could not blind that she had done something intensively horrid. He never would have thought she would do something like this but with all evidences in h
The young werewolf breathed his last, and as soon as he did, Erin escaped from underneath him, causing his fur to land on the dusty ground. Erin breathed and watched the werewolf while his last words bothered her repeatedly. Necromancer. What did he mean?Erin covered the eyes of the werewolf and said a quick prayer to the moon to help him rest in peace.Whatever was chasing him seemed to have been very powerful. For him to die that easily.Then she thought of herself. She herself was bleeding, and the young werewolf's blood would soon catch the prey's attention in this area. Staying in this open area was not good for her. Still, she weighed her thoughts as she stood there concernedly.As the werewolf fully transformed into his human form, Erin was sure that he was dead. She looked at his eyes that she'd covered while in his wolf form, but they were wide open now, which made Erin aware that whoever this man had seen was definitely a dangerous creature.She quickly peered around her