He catches a familiar scent on you, that of his king. He looks around in the dark and then back at you. “Have you no respect for your new king? Do you dare show up smelling like you do? Dressed like you are?”
"I'm not dressed," you respond sarcastically, making everyone turn their heads toward the darkness as a chuckle comes from that direction.
'Did the king just laugh at my joke,' you think, wondering if he would kill you if he knew you are his fated mate. You felt your body react just at the thought of him inside you again.
“Everyone must leave Alpha Chase and join me as your Alpha King,” comes the voice from the darkness.
'Don’t. This is another trick. If the two of us join him, he'll know immediately who we are,' your mother warns.
'What about dad?' You mind link her.
'He is not your biological father. Do you know your favorite bedtime story when you were a child?’ your mother mind link.
‘The previous king was my father?’ you ask, losing your complexion.
“This one looks sick,” one of the many female rogues points out, studying you.
“She had a rough day,” your mother steps forward. "Please let me take her home."
Out of nowhere, the King jumps forward and had your mother by her throat with one hand, and you with his other. "Why didn't you two accept my invitation?"
“Kill their Alpha,” he orders.
You clutch at his hand around your throat and choked. "No."
Some of the group members scream in terror as Alpha Chase lost his head.
“Mom,” you call out to your mother for answers.
'We have to fight him and run away. We're better off rogues,' she mind links and raises her legs to kick him, but then he let her go and lets her fall to the ground.
“Mine,” you heard him say as he throws you over his shoulders and walks away with you.
‘Try running and I'll kill a random person,’ the king's mind links everyone at once.
“I can walk,” you protest. Your body against his warm body, your femininity so close to his nose, arouses him.
For a moment you think he is taking you to the dungeons, but then your back feels the satin of a bed after he threw you on it, his body following.
“Mine,” he says again, sending shivers of pleasure through your body.
'Run,' you hear your mother in your head as the rogues drag her and your father away.
"Where are you taking my parents?" you demand to know as the king licked your skin.
“A royal family in hiding. Who are you?" he asks, searching your mind for answers but coming up empty.
“I just found out. They are not my biological parents,” you moan as he mouths a nipple.
"Mmm," he moans as he releases your stiff nipple.
“I can still smell your virgin blood,” he says, his lips against yours.
“If your rogues hurt my parents, I will hate you forever,” you warn him.
He muffles your words with his mouth and kisses you, devouring your mouth.
'Did you keep your virginity for me?' you hear him in your head and felt his fingers run down your body.
‘Not you specifically,’ you reply.
He releases you from the kiss. "Lie to me again and someone will die."
"Does someone always have to die with you, mafia?" you ask, trying to push him off you.
Before you could get off the bed, he grabs your wrist and put your palm to his mouth. "Where do you think you're going?"
“I want to see my parents,” you say, trying to pull away from him.
“Join my pack and I promise no harm will come to them,” he says, landing a kiss on your palm and another on your arm as he pulls you closer to him again. Even though his grip is powerful, his kisses are not.
"You just killed our Alpha!" you cry out, wishing you could escape him as your body fails you. His mouth reaches your neck.
"Claim me," he whispers into your neck where he is supposed to claim you, ignoring your protests.
‘Why does he want me to claim him first?’ you wonder, forgetting he is connected to your mind.
He let go of you and climbs off the bed. He stood before you for a long second. You watch as he took off his tailored jacket and walked over to a chair and hung it over. He turns back to you as he unbuttons his shirt, his eyes on your naked body. Your eyes follow his fingers as he unbuttons his classic shirt, button by button, revealing more and more of him.
In just his pants, he took off his shoes.
'Honey, if you can, run. Don't worry about me and your father. Once you are gone, I will save father,' you hear your mother in your head and so did he, but you are not aware of it.
His sudden movement startles you. With one leap toward you, he takes off his belt and ties you to the bed. “Tell your mother if she advises you one more time she'll regret it,” he warns you, his hot breath against your ear making you arch your body against his bare chest.
The side of his mouth turns up into a smile as he realizes you aren't going anywhere. You feel the belt loosen as he pulls it away from your wrist that was just tied. He strokes it over your chest, wondering what kind of lover you will be.
You get hold of the edge of the belt and pull it toward you until his body press against yours again. You let go of the belt as you block the world out but him. Your hands find the fastening of his pants and you undo them, feeling his erection press against your body.
Any other woman would have wondered what to do with all that erection, but because your mind is connected to his, you knew exactly what he wants you to do.
With his pants half off and his jocks still on, he presses his erection against you, making you moan, wrapping your arms around his muscular back and sliding them down to grab his behind before digging your nails in. "Mine," the words escape you.
"Are you sure you want this monster?" you hear him ask, making you wonder what kind of monster your fated mate is.
“Brace yourself,” you hear him say before he part shifts into half wolf half man like a werewolf. The pain shocks your core as his teeth pierce the skin of your collarbone. You cry out in pain as you feel his teeth hit the bone and just as you thought you could take the pain any longer, you feel him transform back into his human form and enter you. "Mine. Mine." He repeats with each thrust, his eyes on yours, all teary with pain. Pain that was soon forgotten as he brings you to climax. You are lost in his bright eyes.
He is still deep inside you as he takes a hand full of your hair and force your face into his neck. "Claim me."
You wake up and take in your surroundings, wondering where you are. You touch your head and rub your forehead as if it would ease the headache you are experiencing. You don't recognize your surroundings.‘Where the hell am I?’ you wonder. "I have fated!" you say out loud to yourself, wondering for a moment if it was all just a horrible dream. You touch your collarbone and feel the scar your fated mate had left you.'Something's not right,' you think to yourself and get out of bed and walk over to the vanity mirror. You frown at the scar on your collarbone. “How has it been healed?” you examine it. The scar looks more like an old scar than one from the night before. With a frown on your face, you walk over to the door and find it locked."Hello?" you exclaim, slamming the door. After getting no response, you walk over to the curtains and pull them open. You are greeted with bright morning light and a door that led to a balcony.You find the door open and walk onto the balcony, not reco
The omega leaves you at the entrance of the sunroom and you notice king Makens and his family having breakfast. Around their table, you notice an open seat. You take a deep breath and proceed toward the royal table. ‘I thought the royal brothers all had red hair,’ you think to yourself, trying to justify not knowing what king Makens looked like. If you were not already fated, you would have found him extremely attractive, looking your age. His blond hair and piercing blue eyes are not enough to separate his looks from his brothers. They all had ginger hair and blue eyes except king Makens. You heard the stories that he take after his father and the rest of them after their mother that had red hair. “Good morning,” you greeted and took the vacant chair at the table. “Thank you for joining us,” King Makens said after everyone greeted her. The omega that left you at the door arrives at the table with a setting, followed by a tail of servers, holding dishes of food for you to select. Y
Dressed in a hoody and matching pants looking like you are going for a jog you sneak out of the room. You walk through the hallway trying your best to not draw attention to yourself, wondering if they forgot to place a spell on your room to prevent you from leaving. You catch the familiar scents of the lycan royals and turn around, taking a turn here and another, followed by another, and before you know it, you are lost. Or are you? You realise that you are in the vampire wing of the castle, the thick scent of the walking dead in the air. “Lost?” a voice started you. “What makes you think that?” you asked, putting on a brave face, but your shaky voice gives you away. “The fact that you are a lycan werewolf,” the vampire said with a smile on his face. “I, I- I am seeking advice from the vampire king,” you fall over your words as a plan forms in your mind. “Why not get your advice from the lycan king?” the vampire tease. “Stop toying with her,” you hear another voice that sends the
The time could not go by any slower, but finally, the hour came, and you eagerly wait for the vampire that the vampire king said will come for you. With every minute going by, you become more restless. ‘The sun has been down for almost an hour. Where the hell is the vampire?’ you ask and walked over to your patio, undressing. You just decided that you will take matters into your own hands and made your way over to the patio, undressing. You leaped off the patio and try to shift before you land on the ground with a thumb, hurting yourself. You cry in pain, unable to move.“You lycans have no patience,” the vampire scolded you, standing over you, looking down at you.You look at him, anger and pain on your face.“Drink from me, but don’t drink too much. I need all the energy I have for the trip,” he says, not sounding too happy about it, rolling up his sleeve.“No,” you say looking at him, refusing to drink from him. “Give me your shirt.”Seriously? You were naked in front of your fated
“Release them,” you try out your so-called royal authority and for a moment it seems to be working.“They are not prisoners,” the guard says and opens the gate that is not locked.“We are just waiting here. The rogue king has been kind to us for some reason,” Amore says.The guard comes to his senses and grabs you around your neck.“Let go of me,” you demand with force, and he lets go of you.“You guys have to get out of here. I don’t know what the rogue’s plan is but it can’t be good,” you say as the guard grabs you again and before you could get another word out, he squeezed the air from you, making you faint.When you came to it, your siblings were gone and so was the guard. You stood up and rattle the bars of the cell, finding yourself locked up. “Crap.”“Fancy seeing you here,” Davide’s voice rings in your ears.“What did you do with them?” you spat, holding onto the bars.“Nothing. For some reason they killed the guard and ran off,” Davide says not sounding to care much.“Where
Davide expects pain at the betrayal but relaxes into the enchantress kiss when the pain does not come.You lay paralysed to the core, silent tears running from your eyes as you watch them having wild sex.‘It is all my own fault. I should have stuck with the lycan king’s plan,’ you think, closing your eyes as you fight through the pain their pleasured filled moans bring you.“Open your eyes little wolf,” Davide says mid climax, but you refuse.With a swift movement of her hand, the enchantress places you under an obedient spell. “Always do as he says.”“Open your eyes,” Davide says again, and your eyes fling open against your will.Davide looks into your eyes, and you look into his cold bright eyes. You feel a tear escape and roll down your face as you sink back to the ground, keeping your eyes on him. For some reason, his beautiful eyes bring you some sort of comfort.“This is what you get for betraying me and trying to kill me,” he says without emotion while the enchantress is ridin
After taking out his frustrations on the enchantress, leaving her completely satisfied, Davide still feels restless and makes his way back to his office to tend to business.He walks past your unconscious body and turns back. He kneels down and gathers you in his arms, the scent of another man on you turning his stomach.“No,” he says out loud, willing himself to leave you there for the next man to have you. He was about to walk away when he remembers how you wrapped yourself around the guard, jealousy rising up in him. “No more sex for you, my little wolf,” he says, looking at your eyes that fluttered open at his touch. He grabs a hand full of your messy hair and drags your naked body toward his office. You find your feet halfway into his office. He lets go of your hair; some strands are still stuck to his hand as it pulls out of your head. Davide cleans his hand off his shirt before taking a seat. You stand, not sure what to do, waiting for an order.“What to do with you?” he asks o
Davide was not in the mood for his pack or Kezia’s clinginess, so he went to his office to try to get some work done. The past week feels like years instead of a week for him. He finds himself wishing that he did not claim you so easily as his mind drifts off, wishing you will claim him back. “No, stop,” he says out loud, dragging his hands through his hair before rubbing his face. He sighs and rests back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling of his office as if the answer to his problems is written there. As his hands went up behind his head, his eye caught a strand of your hair that was clinging to the sleeve of his shirt. For a moment, he regrets how he handled you and allows others to treat you. ‘No, I can not feel any remorse. She will kill me the first chance she gets,’ he thinks and stands up. ‘Kezia is right. I should send her away,’ he thinks, considering Kezia’s advice.Davide got to his room, expecting to find you there. “How long does one woman take to shower?” he asks o
Later that evening, the Lycan King and his closest confidant, Wynn, found themselves alone in the quiet seclusion of the King’s private chambers, the low flickering of candlelight casting shadows across the stone walls. The tension of the day still lingered in the air as they shared a rare moment of camaraderie.“I can’t thank you enough for what you did today,” the King began in a low, gravelly tone, his gaze steady as he reached for a decanter of aged bourbon. He poured the rich amber liquid into two heavy crystal glasses, the sound of it splashing softly against the silence.Wynn shifted uneasily, crossing his arms before moving closer to the King. “We deceived them with a false prophecy,” he replied, voice thick with bitterness. He took the offered glass but didn’t drink immediately, his eyes narrowed as he regarded the swirling drink with a conflicted expression. “I’m not exactly proud of manipulating them like that.”The King’s lips twisted into a wry smile as he held his own gl
Ellle turned to face the Lycan King with unwavering determination. "I will go with you willingly," she declared, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her.The Lycan King regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and respect. "You possess a rare courage, Elle," he acknowledged. "But know that your sacrifice will not go unnoticed."As Elle stepped forward to join the Lycan King, Wynn's voice cut through the tension. "Wait," he commanded, his eyes ablaze with an intensity that silenced the gathering."The time for secrecy has passed," Wynn declared, his gaze shifting to the Lycan King. "It is time for the truth to be revealed."With a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features, the Lycan King nodded in agreement.Wynn turned to face the assembled pack, his voice ringing out with authority. "Listen well, for what I am about to reveal will shake the foundations of our world."As the pack members leaned in, captivated by Wynn's words, he began to recount the ancient prophecy that ha
With a commanding tone, the alpha exclaimed, "Lock Johnathan up!"The Luna, unable to find words to express her disagreement, reluctantly shook her head. She silently obeyed and began gathering the pack members. "Everyone, shift into your animal forms, and let's get going," she ordered.The pack members quickly began to undress, preparing to shift. However, families with young children remained unchanged. Understanding the urgency of the situation, the pack members did not dare to gather their belongings.Just as they were about to depart, a hysterical laughter echoed through the air. "It is too late!" Johnathan shouted.His father, already aware of the dire situation, had hoped that they would be able to escape.An idea struck me, and I suggested, "Michael can cast a spell on them, hiding them in the woods."The Luna retorted, "They will smell them, and besides, they have more powerful shamans than Michael."The alpha, recognizing the potential value of the suggestion, responded, "It
"I will go find the Alpha and ask for his advice," Elle says and leaves. You notice that she left the door open and begin to wonder if you should try to leave as well. Contemplating your decision, you walk towards the door and cautiously step right through."Perhaps I can come with you?" you call after Elle, hoping to lend a helping hand."I am not your keeper," Elle responds, allowing you a moment to catch up.You both continue walking in silence, allowing Elle to take the lead. Passing each door, you turn your head in anticipation, searching for any sign of Micheal."What are you doing out of your rooms?" Johnathan questions with a stern tone as the two of you unexpectedly cross paths in the hallway of the packhouse."I am looking for your father," Elle politely responds, explaining her purpose."He's in a meeting," Johnathan says, his tone filled with frustration. "Michael managed to escape and killed two guards in the process.""Did he really? And he left without her?" Elle asks,
You patiently waited in silence, feigning sleep, desperately hoping that the Alpha and his son would eventually depart. Determined to keep your true wakefulness a secret, you resolved not to give them any indication of your awareness. Thoughts raced through your mind as you formulated a plan: "I'll wait until they're gone and then carefully make my escape. But, above all, I hope Michael is alright." With utmost concentration, you shifted your attention solely to regulating your breaths, maintaining composure amidst the tense situation."Do you happen to know if Michael is still asleep?" you hear the Alpha inquire.Perplexed by the question, his son chuckles and asks, "Why are you asking me? Father, you can simply link your mind with his guard." Asserting his point."I entrusted you with the responsibility of overseeing the guards." Frustrated by the situation, the Alpha lets out an exasperated sigh and proceeds to establish a mental connection with the guard in charge of Michael himse
Elle, overcome with emotion, leaps towards Jude and flings her arms around him, desperately seeking comfort. In a sudden bold move, she presses her lips onto his, surprising him. "Hey," Jude manages to push her away gently, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What are you doing?"Elle, her voice trembling, replies, "You saved me, Jude. You found me again." She tries to lean in for another kiss, hoping to rekindle their lost connection.Jude chuckles softly, attempting to keep her at arm's length. "Sure, but there's no need to kiss me," he says, his tone light. Deep down, though, he struggles with the conflict within him, the memory of their love wiped from his mind.Confusion clouds Elle's face as she asks, "Is there someone else? I don't understand." Unaware of Jude's altered memories, she searches for answers, her brows knit together.Jude, in a cold and detached manner, replies, "You are still just a pack slave to me, Elle. No matter what blood runs through your veins." He takes a st
When Elle's eyes met Jude's she felt a sense of belonging.Elle's mind was a blank canvas, devoid of any memories or sense of identity. Lost and confused, a lingering feeling of emptiness. With her eyes on Jude's, a spark ignited within her. Though her memory remained elusive, there was an inexplicable familiarity in the depths of their gaze. It was as if their souls had connected long before their paths crossed. A glimmer of hope flickered within Elle, a belief that Jude held the key to unlocking her forgotten past. Yet, as her heart whispered of trust, a shadow of doubt intertwined with her longing. Could she truly rely on this stranger, or would he lead her astray? The answers lay hidden in the depths of their shared gaze, beckoning Elle to uncover the truth and discover the depths of her own being.“All yours. Now leave.” Neil said, coming to a halt in front of Jude. “You are to obey him, no matter what,” Neil said before leaving them.Jude's heart raced as Neil's words echoed in
The female on the stage walked off and got onto a nearby table when Neil coached Elle onto the stage. "Take off your clothes."Under an obedient spell, Elle took off her clothes without hesitation. "Let me be clear. She might be barren and she is most definitely not a virgin. Opening bid has already been placed at 100k," Neil stated, looking at the few men in the club. His first bid came from a couple that has been regulars at his club for almost a year. He has been hiding them for favors that only a prehistoric vampire could give, like his now-dead sister has been hiding her prehistoric vampire.Elle kept her eyes on Jude, hoping he would place a bid.Jude's eyes were on Elle, wondering why he was so wildly attracted to her. 'What debt is she paying off here?' Jude wondered, thinking the only reason why a Lycan would be strutting her stuff in a club owned by an enchanting community if because of a deal gone wrong. People suspected the Lycan females were being held against their will
"I am fucking with you. Niva will kill the both of us." Assire chuckles and steps away from Elle, leaving her even more confused."I know. I was just playing along." Elle recovers."Liar." Assire chuckles again.Elle shook her head and focused on cleaning up with Assire's eyes on her. Truth is, Assire has developed feelings for Elle and is testing the waters. He does not know how she feels about him as he can't drink from her since they are trying to impregnate her.'What if Niva does not know that I drank from her? I will just take a drop.' Assire thought, looking at Elle."Elle. Come over here." Assire compels her.Elle walks over to him. "Everything ok?" "Shh. Not a word to this to Niva." Assire says and takes her hand, turning her palm up."What are you doing? You can't." Elle protested, trying to retract."Shh." Assire compels her and sinks his teeth into her. Assire lets go of her a moment later, disappointed that she is only going to use him to escape."How do you even have t