Laila“So, how high is the waterfall?”I threw out a random question, trying to act casual as I slowly drifted closer to him.James glanced up, frowning slightly.“I don’t know… Maybe around 20 feet?” I tilted my head, pretending to struggle.“Me no speak your feet language,” I said in broken English, eyes narrowing in mock confusion. “How many meters?”“I… have no idea.” He looked almost guilty, shrugging. “You’ll have to check a converter or something.”As soon as I was close enough, I scooped up a handful of water and splashed it straight into his face, aiming for his eyes.“Hey—!” he started, but I was already giggling and darting away.Not fast enough. He caught my ankle in one quick motion. I shrieked, high-pitched and surprised. Da.mn, he was fast! Of course he was—guy probably trained like a Navy SEAL or something.I twisted in the water and managed a clean 360-degree spin, slipping out of his grip. With a gasp, I powered toward the waterfall, knowing he could catch me easily i
JamesMy mind was clouded with lust. Everything was foggy. I could barely think straight, barely form the questions I needed to ask to know if Laila was really giving me consent. My self-control was hanging by a thread. After all these long, torturous weeks, she was finally in my arms—pressed against me, flushed with pleasure, shivering in anticipation. Moaning. Those sweet sounds already played on repeat in my head. I loved them. I could smell her arousal—it drove me and my wolf insane. Her scent, her sounds, her heat... it was all like a drug, scrambling my self-restraint.I'd wanted her badly since day one, and now I just couldn’t hold back anymore. But was this really the right moment? Shouldn’t our first time be in a bed, not in the middle of a wild forest? Something romantic—candles, rose petals? But did she even like that kind of stuff? Fu.ck. I didn’t know. I hadn’t taken the time to learn those little things about her. Idi.ot.She wasn’t a werewolf, but she also wasn’t like th
LailaI've had different guys in bed. Well, not that many, but enough. Some touched my clit, some rubbed or licked it for a few minutes as foreplay, and some didn’t have a clue until I guided them. My exes rarely went down on me—especially not in the early stages. I’d give them blowjobs because I actually found it fun, but oral from their side? Rare. I never really asked for it either. Only my first boyfriend put in consistent effort to make me orgasm by licking me.So, at first, I thought James was just being a tease. He went around and around, skimming close, never quite committing. Knowing he had a playboy rep, I wouldn’t have been surprised if he'd never actually gone down on a woman before. But when he started rubbing me through my panties—God, that felt good. His warm hands and hot mouth on my chilled skin were like sparks against ice. The autumn air and the cold stone beneath my butt were cooling me fast, but his touch? It warmed me where it counted.His questions annoyed me, th
James"Sorry I pushed you away. You said… you said not to come inside you. That was the first idea that came to mind."I apologized."It's okay," she shrugged."Come here," I said, waving her over with my right hand while stepping toward her myself. "I wanna hug you. And kiss you."She came silently."Look who’s a cuddle-wuddle teddy bear now," she teased.I pulled her into my arms, wrapping them around her shoulders since I was taller."Yes," I said with a quiet firmness.She slipped her arms around my waist. I pressed a kiss to her wet hair."I love having you in my arms. I’ve been longing for this since I first laid eyes on you."I nudged her back just enough to meet her gaze. A flicker of surprise crossed her face before the mischief returned."You’ve been longing for the s.ex or the hug?" she asked, one brow raised."Definitely the hugging part," I replied, even though I probably should’ve added the s.ex part too—for honesty’s sake—but I left it out."That’s too cheesy, don’t you
LailaYou know that moment when you're completely healthy and wide awake, and the next second you start doubting your sanity and eyesight? Yeah—that was me. Did I faint and hit the wooden floor from sheer fear, only for my mind to keep playing out some twisted fantasy about James turning into a gigantic dog for entertainment? What kind of messed-up entertainment is that? Was this a magic trick? No. It wasn’t. I was still very much awake—and fully aware that where James had stood just a second ago, there was now a huge, deep brown-colored dog.And yes, I mean huge. At least twice my height.The first second hit like a slap. I sucked in a sharp breath. My heart skipped a beat. My lungs forgot how to work. A tidal wave of shock, stress, and fear slammed into me. My brain and spine tingled with a numbing chill. My heart thudded wildly in my ears, and my hands started to shake. I hate this feeling. It always comes with a headache, like a sour cherry on top. That feeling of pleasure from fiv
JamesMy wolf whimpered inside. Had I truly messed everything up? Didn’t we make amazing progress? We even mated! Was this a mistake? Should I have shown her my wolf later? But she had to know because with my wolf there came so many other things. I still had to explain a mate bond, packs, Alphas, Betas, Moon Goddess, etc.Then suddenly, she gasped."Wait… your mom and dad… and sisters?! Are they werewolves too?!""Yes, they are," I said with a nod. An apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, I thought sarcastically. I guess it was some kind of self-defense sh.it."Oh my God!" she gasped again."No. No. I still have to work for your mom! And for you!"She jabbed her finger at me, horrified."How am I supposed to go back to your house now?"She buried her head in her hands. Then slid them off slowly, her gaze blank and far away."Ahh!"She gasped again."That… The charity event! Were there other werewolves?!"I hesitated but nodded."Yes," I admitted truthfully, as I just couldn't lie to he
LailaI stare at my phone as it vibrates in my palm, ringing insistently while my stomach twists into nervous knots. The caller ID flashes: Clair Montgomery. The one call I’ve been dreading. Deep down, I knew she’d reach out eventually—whether for work or something else. I have to answer. I know I do. It’s just that...“Hello, Mrs. Montgomery! How are you?” I force a light tone and a small smile. Professional. That’s all I need to be right now—just her designer.“My dear Laila, it’s so lovely to hear your sweet voice. I’m well, thank you.” Her voice is warm and smooth, but there’s something under the surface.“So, how’s the project going? Is everything still to your liking?” I try to steer the conversation, keep it business-focused.“Yes, everything is coming along beautifully. But...” —there it is— “I’d like to ask you to come by for a visit.”“Why? Has something happened? Are the construction workers giving you trouble?” I ask quickly, concern creeping in. Finding reliable builde
Laila "Good morning! How are you, Clair?" I greeted her the moment she came into sight. My voice sounded slightly breathless, but I hoped she wouldn’t notice—or at least wouldn’t comment."I'm good, thank you. How are you, my dear Laila?" She stood up from the sofa, beaming."Fine. I’m... fine." I exhaled deeply, planting myself in front of her. I wasn’t here to talk about myself. I was a mess, barely holding it together. She looked into my eyes for a long moment, as though trying to read straight into my soul. It made me squirm inside.Then she surprised me by pulling me into a warm hug. Reflexively, I placed my hands on her to steady myself. She drew back, resting her hands lightly on my shoulders."It’s really good to see you, Laila." Her voice was soft, but there was a depth behind it—as if the words she really wanted to say were tucked just out of reach."Come, sit, dear!" She gestured to the spot beside her, and I sat without resistance."Would you like some tea or snacks?"
JamesI was frantic in my emotions and my heart was beating so fast. How did my mate manage to get herself in such a big sh*t I will never know. But somewhere subconsciously I knew that her big mouth and brutal truthfulness would get her in trouble sooner or later, I guess today was the day.When Alpha boomed down the link "Your mate is in trouble. Packhouse. Now", I ran like never before in my life across the field from the training ground. I just dropped a message through the mindlink for another warrior to continue the training and shot further with all the speed that my wolf supplied for me as he was equally worried about our mate.When Laila stepped out and started to walk towards Klaid, who was seething, I saw his fists were tight, and he angrily clenched his jaw until, at one moment, he shifted to his wolf, who growled equally angry. On pure instinct I wanted to follow, but Alpha put a hand on my chest.- Wait. If he truly attacks her, we will both step in.Alpha said lowly. I
LailaI woke up slightly disorientated as I took in my surroundings. Right, I'm at the pack house of werewolves. Though it will soon be a month since I was here, it still felt strange to say it. I stretched like a cat and lazily looked around the room. It was empty as usual, as James should be at training now, or maybe he was sent to another mission; I'll find out soon. I looked at the ceiling mindlessly and remembered the walk in the forest with James and later with his wolf yesterday. I loved his wolf's fur, he had such a soft coat, I just wrapped myself around him and buried my nose into his wool. He had the animalistic smell, but it wasn't that bad. I softly smiled at the memory.I sighed, it was still strange, even weird and partly unbelievable that he was a werewolf, that I now lived in a werewolve community. As most of the time I spoke with their human parts, it felt like I was surrounded by humans, it felt normal, but every time I saw a wolf or someone shifting, it still felt
- I could say something nice to most of the people in this room.She retorted back at him equally dissatisfied but still defiant.- Go ahead then!Lucas encouraged her with a hand gesture but slight mockery in his tone. There was a moment of silence from Laila while everyone looked expectantly at her. I was wondering will she back out of the challenge. Then she twisted her body over mine to see Alpha.- I think it is very nice of you to try to be more approachable to your pack members as you join the meals now and hang out with us here. I've heard many good things about that in the halls and the kitchen, wolves are truly happy about it.Laila said very sincerely to Alpha who nodded at her after the compliment. Then she turned to Fay and Lucas.- Fay, thank you for trying so hard to look after me when James is not in the house. I see you as my sweet little sister. I feel that your personality is still a bud, so I hope you will allow yourself to bloom into a beautiful flower and be who
JamesI entered the packhouse and my nose steered me towards the lounge area where my mate's scent came the strongest. As I approached I could already feel her through the bond and my heart squeezed in longing. I pushed through the doors and my focus was only on her. I was genuinely happy to see her as a bright smile shone on my face on its own accord, and my joy increased as Laila's features softened and a bright smile bloomed on her face, meaning she was happy to see me too. I plopped next to her not very satisfied that she was sitting on the same sofa as our unmated Alpha but I didn't make a fuss about it now. Instead, I pulled my mate closer and inhaled her fresh smell deeply until I felt dizzy. I sighed happily and pecked her lips, seeing her eyes shining at me.- Speaking of the devil...I heard Lucas mumble under his breath.- Am I the devil?I asked him back to which he grinned.- Are you gossiping about me?I asked the obvious.- He was prying into our relationship.Laila poin
Laila - Do you like it here? Kate interrupted my train of questions as I studied Fay. - “Here” as in this living room with your group, as in your werewolf community, or as in this city or country? I asked back for clarification. - As in our pack, in this packhouse. She specified. - Well, it feels like I am back in the dorms. It’s okay. I said as I saw that Kate still had questions on her face. - I guess I prefer to live in my place that is separated from everyone. It helps me to recharge and rest better. But it’s ok. I understand the reasons why James chose to put us here, so… What can I do? I’m just a guest here. I explained. - Is that how you feel? Kate asked surprised. - Yes? Was it a different reply than you expected? I chuckled nervously. I can say it again, I hate being fake but seems that people here can't take my honest replies sometimes. - Well, I guess I hoped you would say that you feel great here. Kate said sadly. - Sorry to disappoint. I said quietly. -
LailaSo this was my new life's routine. I ate meals together with the pack members, worked till evening, and then tagged along with Fay, as she came to collect me on days when James was not coming home early, which was almost every day. Most of the time I was silent and just observed and listened to others talking about pack life, their training, and some news as to who improved in sparring or who met his or her mate. Lucas and Kate usually tried to pull me into the conversations but depending on the topic it flowed or it died down.I wasn't used to being nonstop crowded and interacting with so many people all the time, and I could feel it started to strain me. The more tired I got from social interactions, the less I talked, and my answers became more clipped.As we entered the lounge room I rushed to sit in the corner next to Lucas. I was tired of always sitting next to the brooding Ayden. Fay followed me and sat next to me, pressing against my thigh as she didn't want to touch Luc
Laila - So, Laila, what do you do in your free time? Lucas changed the subject drastically, and I was grateful to him for it. I looked at Fay as we smiled, knowing we had this conversation before. On weird but perfect synchronicity, I and Fay said: - Picks fungus. - Play piano. That made Lucas turn to Fay with a frown: - Picks fungus? While at the exact same moment, Ayden turned to me and asked with a frown: - Play piano? And at the end, Fay turned her face away from Lucas to me with a surprised face: - You play piano? The perfect timing of talking made most of the people, sorry, werewolves chuckle, including me. - Wait, start with the fungus. Lucas demanded with a nod of his chin towards me. - It's nothing. In my country, we have a lot of forests, so when late summer slash autumn comes many people go and pick mushrooms. I grew up in the middle of the forest, and as mom still lives there, we do it every year. I said with a shrug. - We know all the best spots for the ch
Laila It was Wednesday evening and I was still typing on my laptop trying to finish the last things so I could wrap up for the day in half an hour or so. I knew James would be gone till late at night on another secret mission of his. I didn't know what I would do later but I didn't want to work extra just because I didn't have a plan for the evening yet. A soft knock surprised me as I looked at the doors. Who was visiting me? Did someone need something from me? It wasn't dinner time yet for Kate to come... - Come in! I shouted from the sofa hoping I left the door open. I saw the door handler bend but the doors didn't open. - Shoo! I cursed and put the laptop on the sofa while hurrying to the door. As I opened it I was surprised to see Fay standing there. - Hey! What a surprise! I said as she waved at me with a soft "Hi!". - Sorry about that! I was working and too lazy to open the door, so I hoped I left them open, but no. Sorry. I rushed to explain to her as she smiled at me
After some time, I felt his fingers opening my folds and his tongue slipped in my v*gina, making me inwardly frown. I felt his tongue coming in and out several times until I propped my body on my elbows and pulled my hips slightly sideways so he couldn't get access. - What are you doing? I asked confused but curious. - I'm tongue f*cking you! What? I saw his white teeth grinning at me as the light from the window hit him. I frowned again. - That's gross. Why would you do that? I asked, concerned. - Gross? No. You are sweet as honey, and I want to pleasure you in any way possible. He replied smiling while brushing his fingers over the erogenous zones on my thighs, making tingling sensations and distracting me. - Well, your tongue is too small and short for me to feel any proper sensation, and as I don't feel comfortable when you just did it, so can you not? When you lick my cl.it is all amazing, I love it. I tried to convince him there was no need for strange experiments. Good