Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fearless Human Mate: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Rodin and Micah weren't sure how long they had been running. All they knew was the werewolf, Illipio, had a necklace that belonged to his father. Only two were made; one went to his mother, which was given to Micah when she passed, and the other to a man who saved his father's life during the war. Now Micah had both, and one was covered in the scent of his mate. Rodin stopped slowly when he realized Illipio was lagging far behind and didn't know where he was going. He returned to Illipio, who stopped to get a drink from the spring. Micah noticed the sun was setting on the horizon, meaning they had been running for a while now. After taking a small drink, Micah shifted into human form and sat by the creek. "I guess we should take a break," Micah said. "I will find some wood and something to eat." Illipio gave him a look of agreement before going back to the stream. It didn't take long for Micah to gather his materials before he had plenty of meat roasting over a prepared fire. I

Archie stood in the middle of the group, holding a broken wood in one hand and a broken metal ball in the other. The wolves kept their distance as the scent of wolfsbane floated in the air. Archie turned it around for everyone to see the royal seal on the front. "That's the Pruvaria's seal," Serif gasped. "So it's true," Lottie said. "These weapons are made by the human kingdom." "This seal is part of the armory," Cristobal said with disbelief, "but this contraption is something I've never seen before." "We have seen it," Laurie stated. "It's the same weapon we saw at burnt settlements we passed before. A way to try to eliminate the werewolf species. Like genocide so one species can rule all." "That is not true," Archie yelled at her, causing the others to converge to their location. "We don't believe one species should rule. We are here to try to keep the peace." Laurie laughed harshly. "Is that what we saw back there in those towns? Keeping the peace!" Laurie flicked he

The sun seeping through the window cast a shadow of a claw over Xenia's face. Lillian stretched before walking over to the bed. She traced a finger down the side of Xenia's face, over her cheekbones, round nose, and full plush lips. She was careful not to leave a mark on Xenia's pretty face, knowing Mason or, rather, Rodin would have a fit. "I'm bored," Lillian sighed, propping herself beside Xenia. "Mason's away, and my mate is resting from our late-night activities. That means we had sex last night. Do you understand sex," Lillian whispered in Xenia's ear before taking the tip of it between her teeth and letting go as she laughed. "Sex between mates is... indescribable. Apologies if you could hear us. Werewolves are not shy from being loud. It doesn't help that we're just below this room either," Lillian giggled before propping herself over Xenia's body. "I guess sooner or later, you'll find that out yourself. How lucky you are to be Mason's mate." "I wonder if you can hear me

"She looks so peaceful. Like a magnolia in May." Frieda stared at Xenia's body. "It's strange she's still human?" Lacey leaned over Xenia's body, sniffing it before stepping back. "She doesn't smell like a werewolf to me. Maybe it didn't work." "Let me see." Frieda pushed Lacey out of the way and sniffed Xenia. She shook her head and did it again in different places. "Well, at least she smells good," Frieda purred while twirling a strand of Xenia's hair around her finger. "Has she always looked this pretty? Look at how her hair frames her face." "Get off of her, you horn dog," Lacey said, pushing Frieda away from Xenia. "Don't make me get the hose." Frieda pouted. "I can't help it. The moon is callin' to me." Frieda throws her hands in the air with a small twirl. "Can't you feel it callin', Lacey?" "No, so hang up." Lacey glared at Frieda before rubbing lotion on Xenia's skin. "Let's just hurry before he comes back." Alpha Mason finally allowed them into the room to cle

Jane's hands shook as she carefully skimmed to the chocolate bar's top. She ignored the sweat and clumps of wet flour caked on her face. She wanted to imitate how Xenia made the swirly chocolates for the banoffee pie. So far, in the last ten minutes, she has gone through two bars of chocolate and made four perfect toppings. "I have no idea how you can do this with such ease, Xenia." After ten more minutes, Jane gave up and decided to go with what she had. She had been slaving all day in the kitchen and between her other duties to make this, and she prayed it worked. "If there's one way to get back in your good graces, it will be with this pie," Jane muttered as she placed the last chocolate curl on top of the pie. "Done. This should be perfect." Jane stepped back to admire her work. She planned to put it up for when Xenia woke up, but no one knew when. The fact that she growled earlier indicated it might be any day now. "Hopefully, it's soon," she muttered. "I would hate for thi