Semua Bab Caged Between The Werewolves And Vampires : Bab 61 - Bab 70

“Stop fighting it, Claire. You and I know you want this. Just say the words and I'll let you use me how ever you want.” He taunted, his lips curled into a smirk.He knew exactly what he was doing. Claire gulped as the sound of his blood stream became more prominent than ever before. It was as if his blood was calling out to her and she couldn't ignore it no matter how she tried. She tightened her hands around the chains as she gritted out. “Get me out of here.” My voice sounded croaky and inhumane. Damien walked closer to her, giving her a whiff of his scent and cologne. She closed her eyes and let out a moan, she was definitely going crazy. She felt disgusted in herself that she was craving someone else's blood. But that was her human side, her beast's side didn't have a care in the world.It had always gotten what it wanted. She whipped her hair as she looked at him like a predator who intended on catching it's prey. She was slowly losing the battle to her beast and she knew that w

I think she's missing.Maybe she doesn't want to be with us anymore. There's no news about her yet. Those words continued ringing in the twin Alphas ears for the past one week. She was gone. Claire was gone. She had slipped right under their noses and every attempt to find her had proved futile. They were all a mess. Callan and Cameron, distraught and wondering where the hell their mate had disappeared to. Xavier had it worse. He had barely said two words ever since Elena left a week ago. They were all going through their own problems and couldn't even console the other. “Any news?” Cameron asked Robert for the umpteenth time today. Contrary to what he let people know, Robert was good at hacking too. He never really did it until it was extremely necessary. Though, he had pretended not to like Claire and her always pestering him, he couldn't deny that she had gotten under his skin and he cared for her too. She was the only one who gave two fucks about him in this pack and now she w

“What the hell are you talking about? I'm not going to stand here and watch you sprout lies about my parents!” Claire said through gritted teeth. “You need to believe me, Claire. It's a long story. Haven't you wondered how you became a hybrid when your parents aren't one? The truth is right in front of your eyes but you are just in denial. I know you have been thinking about the possibilities lately. Alyssa and Enrique didn't birth you, Claire.” Leila said in a low voice, knowing Claire was seconds away from breaking down. Claire's heart felt heavy as tears stung her eyes. “You are lying. Tell me it's a lie!” She choked out a yell, feeling her heart shatter into million pieces. How was she supposed to feel when she just found out that her parents weren't really her parents. She felt confused, lost and hurt. Was she that bad that her real parents didn't want her? A part of her already saw it coming. She knew there was no way she could be a hybrid if her parents weren't. It was a sad p

Claire let out a groan of frustration as she dropped yet another dress on the floor. She couldn't seem to find the perfect dress for their 'date.' An unconscious smile slipped from her lips as she recalled her reaction to Damien asking her to go on a date with him. Then a black dress on the table stand caught her eyes. There was a little bag beside it and her brow creased in confusion. She walked towards it and picked it up. It was a long black dinner gown that had a low cut on the back. It was the most gorgeous gown she'd ever seen. She excitedly picked the bag next to it, already having an idea who it was sent from. There was a little handwritten letter inside the bag and her lips split into a big smile as she read the words in it. “Do me a favor and put this for me. Don't keep me waiting, I can be a very impatient man.” Yours, Damien. A childish giggle slipped past her lips as she looked into the bag to find something else. Her jaw literally dropped to the ground as she bro

The sound of skin slapping against skin resonated through the room and Claire's moans of pleasure filled the room. She was sure everyone in the house could here her screams, but she was in too deep in her euphoria to even give a damn what anyone thought. “Oh my god, please.” She mewled and her toe curled at the intensity of the pleasure. She wanted him to go harder, but she couldn't bring herself to finish her sentence. “Please what?” Damien grunted into her ears, the sound sent delicious shivers down her spine and she could feel her orgasm fast approaching. How was it possible that she was getting wetter just by the sound of his voice? “Say the words, baby. I won't do anything until you use your voice.” Then suddenly his thrusts halted almost making her groan. He grabbed her hair and forced her to look into his eyes. “What do you want, Claire?” He asked in his deep sultry voice, his dick was still deep inside of her and she resisted the urge to rock against him. That would get he