Erin Grendel Erin packed her hair up, but after striking numerous poses, she decided to let the hair flow freely down her back. A knock on her door caused her to glance at it from her mirror. A slight frown creased her brows. "Who could that be when I specifically told them I would be sleeping and would not want any disturbances?" I thought, turning to face the door. "And who dares to disturb my sleep?" I asked, glaring at the door with a gaze enough to burn it down. "Erin?" Lola called, and I turned back to face the mirror. "Come in, Lola," I sounded like there was something lodged in my throat. She strode into my room with hands akimbo. Her eyes locked with my reflection, and she said, "I want to go out again." Her eyes held a gleam of delight in them, and she grinned from ear to ear."Take me out again. The atmosphere was so nice and," she paused to twirl lightly on the balls of her feet. "The lake was magnificent.""No, Lola. That is too dangerous. I can not take you out,
Duncan Mirthon "Are you sure you want to be claimed?" Duncan inquired, and Erin nodded. Duncan smiled to himself, reaching for her neck and using his nose to rub her delicate skin. He shoved his tongue out of his mouth, licking her sweet but salty skin. Erin angled her head back, moaning softly. Duncan bit her neck, and she let out a low whimper. He ran his hands all over her body, memorising every curve with his palms. "I love you, Erin," Duncan muttered, claiming her lips and kissing her intensely. He sucked her bottom lip, deepening the kiss by sticking his tongue into her mouth. "Oh, Duncan," Erin moaned with their lips still pressed against each other, moving like a worm underneath him. "Yes, baby," Duncan answered with a gravelly voice as their tongues fought for dominance. He pulled away from her lips and pressed a wet kiss on her jaw, trailing his tongue down her neck, nibbling on it. She moaned, rubbing his back with her fingers. His heart thrummed in his chest whe
Erin Grendel "Do you know what it means?" Duncan questioned, eyeing her. Erin shook her head, resting it back on his heart to listen to the rate at which it beat. "But I could ask Aunt Kayla or the fanged god for the meaning," Erin suggested, and Duncan hugged her to his body in silent appreciation in advance. He kissed her forehead softly, and her cheeks flushed. Her pussy still throbbed from the intense fingering. She wanted more and wished he had used his dick instead. "What are you thinking about?" Duncan asked, and she shook her head, snuggling into his body. "Are you sure about that?" "Yes," Erin said, and Duncan sealed his mouth shut. They lay in silence for a while before he broke the silence by asking, "Are you asleep?" "Not at all," Erin responded. "Why then are you quiet?" "I am just enjoying my moment with you. The silence is a comfortable one and I love it," Erin beamed, sounding muffled because her lips were placed on Duncan's chest. She darted out her tongue
"What are you doing here?" They chorused, frowning deeper. "You go first," Erin said to Amelia, and she shifted all her weight to one of her feet. "I came here to get something." Amelia shrugged, and a sheen of sweat broke out on her forehead. Erin squinted at Amelia in scepticism. "What something, Amelia?" Amelia tittered, shrugging once again before attempting to step out from Aunt Kayla's doorway. "Healing portion for my friend, bye," she rushed over her words, gripping the knitted bag that was sling over her shoulder. Erin pressed her lips together into a thin line before turning to grab Amelia by the handle of the knitted bag, pulling her back. "Why are you breaking a sweat?" Erin eyed Amelia, who groaned in response, squeezing her eyes tight and popping them open. "Why are you acting like Mother?" Amelia inquired with confusion and irritation glinting in her eyes. "Even mother does not get all up in my business like you do." Erin chewed her bottom lip, thinking about w
Duncan Mirthon The rays of sunshine cascaded into Duncan's room, falling on his face and hitting it until it roused him from his slumber. He groaned, wrinkling his face in displeasure as he turned to the other side of the bed. "Hildegard," he said in a groggy voice that sounded scratchy and deep. "Take care of the blinds."Instead of falling back to sleep, he squeezed his eyes when the sound of the curtain being zapped open filled the air, and the sun illuminated the room. "Get up, pretty boy," Hildegard teased, and Duncan grunted in response, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You will be late for the meeting if you do not get that buttocks of yours up." Duncan stretched, attempting to sit up, but his joints protested as they made popping sounds. He laid back, peeling his eyes open and squinting them until they grew accustomed to the brightness. "What meeting?" Duncan inquired, directing his gaze at Hildegard, who was already dressed. "You have got to be kidding me, Duncan," H
"We demand to know what is going on?!" The crowd exclaimed, and Duncan slid away from his window, staring into nothingness as a train of thoughts flew around in his head. "She lost her son this morning!" One of the men exclaimed, pointing at a middle-aged woman whose shoulders quivered from crying too much. Duncan's heart constricted in his chest when he unconsciously shared half of what she felt within. He slid out of the room, heading for that of his father when they bump into each other in the hallway. "Pardon me, Alpha," Duncan offered his father a curt bow. "What is all that chaos outside?" King Mirthon asked with his brows fused into a frown as he slightly waves his hand to dismiss Duncan's greetings. "I think it is some sort of a peaceful protest," answered Duncan."Check up on your sister and make sure she is safe, King Mirthon ordered before disappearing down the hallway. Duncan made his way to her room and knocked on it. When he didn't get a response, he twisted the d
Erin Grendel"What do you mean by I have been with someone else?" Erin knitted her brows into a frown as she sized Mark up. "You know what I mean," he stated, and angry clouds began to grow in his eyes. Erin's heart skipped a beat, and she took a step back, wanting to be a reasonable distance away from him. "No, I do not know what you mean," Erin replied, feigning anger as she sized him up and furrowed her forehead. "Yes, you do." Mark scanned her face. "You reek of someone else. You have been a partaker of iniquity.""Are you accusing me of infidelity?" Erin asked, her anger slowly rising at the way Mark reacted. "This dress was recently bought and handled by different people. This is the first time I am putting on this dress." His facial expression softened, and he pinched the bridge of his nose, letting a sigh escape his lips as he squeezed his eyes shut. His hands fell from his face, and his eyes opened once again. "I did not mean to accuse you wrongly. I just do not want to
"No, Your Highness," the man bowed curtly after noting Mark's hand on Erin's waist. The man walked away, and Mark held on to her like she was life itself. "Was he a bother?" Mark asked, adding, "Tell me so I can have him beheaded.""No, he was not. You came on time to save me from him," Erin said, and Mark nodded, watching the crowd in merriment. Soft music played in the background, and a few couples waltzed on the dance floor, gazing into each other's eyes like they were in total love. "Would you have this dance, my lady?" Mark asked softly, letting his hand fall off her waist and holding her soft palm in his. Erin's eyes flitted past the dancing couple and involuntarily landed on Thorlon. She blinked rapidly, having conflicting emotions. She didn't want to dance and draw any attention to them. The air grew thick with something she couldn't decipher. "Why am I even being forced to be with someone that I do not love?" Erin asked in her head, and Thorlon's forehead creased into
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