"Duncan," She muttered under her breath, recalling his name with her eyes still fixed on the meat. "You haven't had anything since we started dinner." His voice sent chills down her spine, but not in a good way, dragging her out of her reverie. "Aren't you hungry?"Erin shrugged, refraining from taking her eyes higher to meet his face. Her stomach tied itself into knots and grumbled. "You are," He replied himself under his breath and pushed his leg so it could touch hers once again. Erin chanced a glance at his inquisitive honey browns, and a line formed over her brows disapprovingly at him. He returned to his meal, shoulders drooping in disappointment at her silence. She didn't want him, why didn't her parents get it?"Maybe I shouldn't have said what I said earlier knowing how much he meant to you," Mark stated, referring to their argument. "It's fine," Erin crisped. "What is wrong with you?" Lola nudged her ribs, and she swallowed a yelp, boring a hole into Lola's head. "I sa
Erin glanced around furtively, avoiding his gaze, using her hand to feel around the counter for something that would be of help to her. Maybe a dagger would do. "I-I don't know." She shook her head once again, and his hand fell off her chin. "How about I show you?" He slurred, looking dreamily below her nose and running a red tongue over his thin lips."What?" Erin frowned, grabbing an apple. He leaned in, biting his lips and leaving them slightly apart. The moment their lips were a whisper away, she shoved the apple at his mouth, and he paused mid-action."Have an apple." She rushed over her words as she stepped away from him and clutched her stomach. "I have to go, my stomach aches, ouch!" She spun and took hasty steps towards the door. "Wait," He called out to her, and she pulled up short at the doorway, shutting her eyes for a split second, "Could you show me to the restroom?" She stifled a groan and glanced over her shoulder, "Sure." She managed a small smile and led the w
DuncanThe pain stung his face, and the anger that burned in Erin's eyes a minute ago was now replaced with remorse as she held her hand to her chest. He winced, rubbing the affected area as they stood in utmost silence, watching each other. He had recalled her to be the girl he saved that night from his pack, but he wasn't expecting a thunderous slap like that."I'm sorry," she finally said, water brimming in her eyes as she took baby steps close to him and reached a hand to his face. "Here, let me see that.""It's fine." Duncan shook his head, moving back to avoid her touch in case it was another slap."No, let me see it." She spoke softly, and her voice reminded him of cymbals. He stood still, catching sight of her hand making its way up his cheek. She cupped it lightly, and once their skin touched, his heart pumped blood faster into his veins, and his mind was overwhelmed with flashes of a pair of eyes he always saw in his dreams. Her touch was calm and suiting, her palm delive
Duncan He groaned, holding his palm to his lips. His eyes widened at the red liquid that marred his fingers, and his face instantly turned red. He spared her a glance, noticing his blood all over her mouth. She poked out a red tongue and ran it over her bottom lip, licking it off. He did the same but instantly regretted it when the metallic taste of blood stabbed his taste buds. "Why did you do that?" His nostrils flared as he rushed over to the lake to wash his lips. "We are two different beings. I can not be your mate because drinking blood is how I survive." Her voice had no remorse in it. "I eat flesh sometimes, but I do not go around biting people's lip," Duncan scowled, kneeling beside the lake, waiting for his lip to heal but it was taking longer than usual. "Neither would a sane person kiss a stranger. What if I was a soul vampire?" Erin inquired, creasing her eyebrows into a frown. "Then I will be glad my mate took my soul." Duncan held a hand to his chest. There was
"What do you mean?" Egor and Duncan chorused. They briefly looked at each other, exchanging hate glares. "Follow me," she said, then took off, running in the direction of the woods. They followed her till they arrived at a tree. It seemed to be tainted with blood that slowly dribbled down the rough back. "A bleeding tree?" Egor inquired, and Hildegard rolled her eyes before shaking her head and going around the tree. "This." Hilda pointed at a naked man who lay in a pool of blood with his tongue sticking out of his mouth. Duncan frowned, thrown aback by the sight. The man's body looked pale like there wasn't a single ounce of blood in his veins. His eyes were rolled skyward, and they could see only his scleras, no iris. "What happened to him?" Duncan asked with both his eyes narrowed at the white body. "Looks like his soul was sucked out or something.""Yes," Hilda began, stooping down to place two fingers on his neck for a pulse, saying, "There's nothing, and this is not all."
Erin GrendelA faint blush devoured her cheeks, and she bent her head in a bid to hide them. She solely wondered why his touch had so much effect on her. "Would you like to share what the problem is?" She asked, and he shook his head in disagreement. "Okay, has my apology been accepted?""On one condition." Duncan held up a finger, letting go of her hand. "It better not be something ridiculous," Erin mumbled, motioning for him to continue.Slowly, Duncan closed the gap between them, and his calloused palms found her small waist."You let me kiss you," Duncan announced, and she facepalmed, shaking her head in opposition. "I can not go around kissing a stranger." Erin tried to free herself from his hold, but his grip never weakened. "We are not strangers anymore. We are soul mates. I promise I will not kiss you for long." Duncan pouted, and she gave it a long thought before accepting. "Just this once." A small smile graced her lips, and he chuckled, pushing up his eyebrows. Erin
DuncanDuncan, in his invisibility form, walked into his room in the middle of the night and gently shut the door behind him before turning visible."That's a nice ass you got there." Her voice was icy cold. Duncan flinched and spun, meeting the angry eyes of his beta. "And the dangling thing too." She shrugged and then wore a scowl immediately. "I have been waiting for the past how many hours and here you are sneaking in naked from your fuck fest?"Duncan rushed to wrap a towel around his waist not feeling ashamed as nudity was a normal thing in the werewolf kingdom. "Shh, do not be so audible," Duncan held his finger to his lips and shushed her. "Do not shush me. I will be as loud as I want." Hilda creased her brows into a frown as she sat up on his bed and folded her legs under her body. "I will-""Hildegard..." Duncan groaned, scurrying to clamp her mouth with his wide palm. "Dunky, I had a dream that darkness-" Lara barged into his room and paused, shuffling her gaze from hi
"What happened to your sister?" Duncan asked, springing out of his chair with worry lines, creasing his forehead. Hildergard shivered, unable to speak as she looked to be terror-stricken from whatever it was that might have happened to her sister. Duncan walked away from the chair and made it to where his beta stood. She launched into his arms, releasing her entire weight on him. He fastened his arms around her waist, his heart skipping a beat as she panted and began to sob. "Talk to us. What is going on?" Lara's voice rang out, followed by the sound of her chair scrapping against the polished tiles, hinting that she was getting to her feet. "And who is she to disturb our precious time as a family?" Calypso asked, sounding the least pleased. "The future beta of the kingdom," King Mirthorn responded. Hildergard ceased to sob. Duncan released her body when she pulled herself away from his hug. "My apologies, Your Highnesses." Hildergard offered Calypso and the king a curt bow an