All Chapters of Her Four Possessive Wolves: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The first time I saw her I could see the cracks in her armor. I could see her eyes darting towards him as if seeking his constant approval. His small sneers her way told me that he noticed it too. But not because he was paying any attention to her. No, because he wanted her to obey. The tendrils of tenderness coming from her was cold, lacking. There was nothing welcoming about her when you searched deep enough. She wanted to flee more than I had ever seen in a person. Chainmail started slipping over her heart and I could see it all within her eyes. Internal wars were the ones fought hardest. But she was losing. A slip of her smile and another sneer her way had her picking up the corners of her mouth in that plastered-on kind of way. Hollowness flooded her being, almost vibrated off of her. Yet she wasn't hollow.Lowering my gaze, I took in her form. Took in every detail she so carefully constructed to keep others out. Or keep him at bay. Her eyes were turned do

Ozias' Point of ViewYou couldn't miss the terror within Alvara when the head master had smiled at her. Or the vulgar look he gave her in return. Maverick had taken a step closer to her, to try and set her mind at ease. She had stiffened, but forced that fake smile to her lips. Savanah incarnate.I couldn't trust that Maverick wouldn't do something stupid. Couldn't trust that he had some self control. I barely had any control and that was before we had seen Alvara yesterday for the first time. Even Ciaran had paused long enough to take her in. Then last night we had heard Eugene preaching to her, telling her how dangerous we could be, then promptly gave her a list of things she shouldn't do around us. Dressing modestly was never mentioned, so I assumed that she always had to dress like she was in a convent.As I had predicted, Maverick couldn't contain himself. I had ushered the head master on, trying my best to distract him so that he didn't no

Ciaran's Point of ViewEugene was cheating on her. Belittling her. Not to mention what his mother had said to her. Alvara couldn't even meet my eyes when I had finally made my presence known. The drops of silver running down her cheeks was enough to send me into a rage. How dare he betray his mate in such an intimate way, but still demand pups from her? Demand anything from her.The former Luna's gaze settled heavily on me. Lust danced at the front of her face. It sickened me to witness, but I kept my smile firmly in place. Alvara needed me and there was something about her that made my mind spiral. Maybe it was because she looked so much like my lost love. Or maybe there was more to her than this pretty little submissive thing. Either way, I wanted her. Some dark part of me could only imagine what I would do to that mouth of hers. I always get what I want in the end."I am looking forward to it then, Luna." I purred and turned to leave, feeling

Ciaran's Point of View I was fucked. We were fucked. This plan was fucked. There was no denying that just at her slight touch I nearly couldn't control myself. Just at the way her smile curled up, I wanted to run my thumb over the bottom lip. Alvara had surprised me in the best of ways. Docile, modest and completely submissive my ass. There was a fire to her that she hid so well. I had an inkling as to why she kept the fire at bay. Her joke of a mate. Eugene was a lot of things, but I had never pegged him as a misogynistic cunt. Until last night. Until I saw that there was more to this woman than Ozias had previously seen. Alvara was a complete blueprint of Savanah, even in that respect. It drove my need to have her close even further. Drove me wild with the thought that maybe this could become our new normal. Savanah was shared between the four of us, so Alvara would be as well. If she chose to be. No one could make her do anything she didn'

Dargan's Point of ViewThis was fucking insanity. A carbon copy of Savanah was sitting before us. From the crown of her head to the way she threw her hair over her shoulder. Nothing could compare. Insanity couldn't begin to describe it, not when Ciaran's scent lingered on her skin. And arousal. So much it nearly sparked my own erection. Almost an identical smell to Savanah's.The girl Ciaran had described earlier was also nowhere to be seen. Her eyes were withdrawn and she absent-mindedly picked at her food. Excuse for food, anyway. We were wolves and they fed us like rabbits. Angelique had proudly presented the plates and I caught Maverick's grimace before it even started.Eugene tried his best to spark up conversation with Ozias and Ciaran, the latter of which sent Eugene frequent glares. The foreign Alpha seemed to notice this, but carried on with the conversation, ignoring the fact that his mate smelt like the male sitting across from him. A