All Chapters of Death Wolf: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Hunter Kingdom Woodhouse in the forests 11:58 pm A figure sweats on the white sheets, twisting and twirling, not able to find sleep. Her breaths are rugged and her trembling fingers clench the bedsheets. In her half-conscious state, she tries to say something to fail miserably. When suddenly a gasp leaves her lips, and she wakes up to look around in fear. There was nothing. It was a peaceful night with the moon shining through the window. Her eyes stopped at the naked back of the figure sprawled beside her, deep asleep. And her thudding heart relaxes. Taking a deep breath, she gulps a glass of water from the side table. Running her fingers through her untidy black-white hair. Looking outside at the moon , she blankly stares at it for a few seconds to get up. Placing a soft kiss on the cheeks of the asleep man. She covers him with the quilt to pick up a shawl for herself. Wrapping it around her shoulders. Closing the door behind her softly, she stepped out of t

" My dear people!" He speaks, gaining everyone's attention and my heart stops. A thousand eyes stayed focused on me and I forgot to breathe. " Let me introduce you all to the girl you all have never been properly introduced to before." " Miss Serephina." Accusing eyes set on me as I heard everyone whisper. Their words rooting knives into the wounds I have spent years healing. Isn't she the cursed girl? Didn't she kill her mother? I thought she was mentally unstable. Damn. See her audacity of even visiting this school. She should be behind bars, as a prisoner of state. What a shameless slut! I feel tears sting my eyes, having never felt a humiliation like this before. If only I had known this was just the beginning of my torture. Trying not to let the tears flow, I keep staring at my shoes. Not able to hold up my head. Ashamed to meet their eyes. When, suddenly, I felt a tug on the rope and next I knew, I dropped on my knees, at Zander's feet.

He wanted to burn her to mold her according to himself. If only he knew. Something don't burn. They only break. To never be the same again." Her head tilts up as his face dips in her neck. Leaving ardent desperate kisses. Pressing her legs together, she clenches her pinned fists above her head. Biting her lip to hold back a moan as cold water descends her body from the shower. Dripping her wet. She was trying her best to stop these feelings, to be immune to this bond. Fighting her animals' carnal desires with her mental strength. Aiming to do the impossible. " Ahhh fuc*!" He continues to curse as he pulls down the strap of her top. Seeing her full breasts. The water dripping from her areola only made him more horny. His junior hits her dripping women hood, and he never thought a day like this would come when he would become so crazy over a woman. He realized something last week. He will go insane if he doesn't touch her. It was like his body was addict

I rub my thighs together, feeling vulnerable and cheap sitting on the silken sheets of this lavish room. I was here to trade off my body for my freedom. My morals, my ego, my self-respect. They were asking me to get up and get out of this place. To reject him, but I knew I couldn't. He will find me and burn me alive. When a mate rejects another, the one who is rejected has to suffer the pains and his/ her wolf weakens in response to it. Some rejected mates even die. But the one who rejects, doesn't get affected that much. If I were to reject him, his wolf side would weaken. He will not leave me alive. He is the Lycan king, he needs his wolf side more than I do. A nobody like me can survive without a wolf but a Lycan King? He can't. He has the entire Kingdom's responsibility on his shoulders. I wished I was a selfish woman. And I could reject him right now. But I just can't. With the quilt up to my chest, I was literally shivering under the sheets. My grip on

I was breathing heavily, trying to understand what the hell was going on with my body. Blinding, mind-numbing pain hit me, and it felt like a bulldozer ran over me. My stomach was churning, a searing pain hitting every few seconds. And to make it all worse. The wetness dripping between my legs, and the throbbing of my core desired just one thing. Him. Inside me. Yearning to experience the height of ecstasy just one time again. Pathetic. I know. But I couldn't control it. Through my blurred vision I saw him still hovering over me, his hands clenched in fists beside my head and eyes closed. His hot breath fanned my lips. Creases were apparent on his forehead and his jaw was hardened. Like he himself was in pain. I was fuc*ing dying here but the thought of him in pain did something to me. Am I crazy? This man just rejected me...how can I still feel something for him? " Zander?" I stuttered, surprised at the fact that he had stopped using his magic. Allow