All Chapters of The demon wolf’s Affair: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CelineI jerk upright in bed and for a second, my head takes a dive for the ground.“You’re awake.”I startle and look to the side to find Dan, the head physician looking down at me with a smile. A few other physicians flutter around the room. Where is Lor? I remember the last thing I felt before going unconscious, pain that did not begin or end, pain that crippled me. My mind shies away from fully remembering that, it must be as bad as I remember if I needed this many physicians. “Where am I?” I ask, looking at my strange surroundings with awe. “In the Alpha’s chambers.” She says. This is my first time being in here and the grandeur of the bed chamber alone surpasses my imagination. “Where is he?” I ask. The door bursts open in that moment and while Dan backs away, he crosses the room to me in long strides. “Lor.” I whisper, tears springing to my eyes at the sight of him. I’ve been holding it together through sheer will but seeing him here after I wished so fervently for him ma

Celine“Are you sure you’ll be okay here?” Nessa asks, casting a glance around my room and finding it wanting. “I think you’ll fare better in the Alpha’s chambers.”“You have nothing to worry about, Lor took care of everything. In this room is a door to a secret underground chamber that I’ll go to if I feel threatened. It even leads to Lor’s chambers. Go on and stop being such a worrywart.”She huffs. “Fine, but keep the door locked.”“Yes mom.” I say and she laughs and shakes her head. “Don’t let me keep you from chasing the man of your dreams.”“Ken? He’s hardly the man of my dreams.” She says with a laugh. “But the male can fuck, so I’ll guard him jealously.”“Well then don’t let me stop you from getting laid good.” I say and bid her bye. I close the door behind her, high on the thrill of the coming full moon. It is not even night yet and I can already feel its power in the air, working to strengthen my limbs and sharpen my mind. I must hurry or lose my chance to free that male. N

CelineI burst out of the tunnel with my heart beating hard against my throat. I want to stop and cry, or turn around and confront him but my legs have other plans. My feet are flying faster than I can think and I wish I would run so fast I would turn back time, to before I ever came through that tunnel, or through the second door. If I knew what I would find on the other side of that door, would I still go through it? I push the door open and run and I hear the most frightening sound; he’s coming after me. My legs squeak on the floor, my mind urging me to run, to hide, to do anything to get away from the male that just shattered my heart and ground it to pieces. But the first door is right there, and the prisoner is behind it. If I leave right away, I could try to get lost amidst crowds. My scent is incredibly hard to trace, especially if I take extra care to keep it hidden. I have a chance upstairs but down here, not so much. I burn to run, to save myself but the moon has a few m

Celine In those moments, my eyes find him again, the man that used to be the center of my universe. With a forbidden roar, he grabs the last wolf and yanks the head off the body savagely before throwing them on opposite sides of the room. He looks like a beautiful, terrible angel of death. Finally, I know why anyone that ever saw him transform called him a demon wolf and warded themselves against him. His eyes meet mine just as Flinn unhinges huge jaws, releasing my leg and lunging for my throat. I bring my hands up to protect myself with a scream but even I know the futility. So this is how it ends with us, he watches me die and my last memories of him is seeing his cock buried deep in Emma. In that split second, the moon takes over. I feel the change, as does every other wolf but now I am the only one that remains sane. Lor and Flinn have been hanging on by a thread but they are finally under moon’s thrall. Their primitive halves, their wolves are now in control and they are com

LorHer unconscious body is in my arms and I race back to my chambers at the crack of dawn. The thrall of the full moon has finally broken but the memory of the night remains with me. It is hard to believe I lost control with her but as my hands shake around her still form, the truth cannot be suppressed. The last few hours are a haze of never ending lust, uncontrollably and overwhelmingly intense. I can’t come to terms with the knowledge that I hurt her, physically and emotionally. I put my pleasure first and I used her body and fucked her like the beast people call me and yet she took it. Never once did she hesitate and never once did she pull away from my touch. She should have, she should have fought me to the end, protected herself from me. “Celine!” I yell but she is so heart-stoppingly still. I’m gutted by fear so potent it threatens to bring me to my knees. No, I can’t have done this to her. I can’t have hurt her. I’m shaking as I crash into my chambers and lay her down o