The only clothing on Isabel was Dylan’s shirt. She was straddling him as they kissed and nibbled each other’s lips, both fighting for dominance. The taste of her god like mate was all over her mouth, intoxicating her senses, yet she couldn’t get enough of it. Her entire body was flushed from the caresses of her mate. His fingers roamed her skin, making her want more. She guided his hand to her lower region, rubbing circles with his fingers around her clit as she grinded him. A low moan escaped her lips as soon as he got the hint and eased his finger into her entrance. “Like this?” His husky voice was filled with lust and hunger as he spoke against her neck, his hot breath burning her skin. “Yeah” She moaned, gripping his shoulders as he wrapped his free hand around her breast. She released a groan of pleasure when he added another finger inside her. His fingers pumped in and out of her, making her beg for more. She wanted him buried deep inside her, pleasuring her, devouring her i

Dylan drove through the dirt track in a black Ford SUV with tinted glasses. It was a gift he received from Isabel three days ago for no reason in particular, and it came in handy, as he could go anywhere he pleased without having Xavi drive him there. His current destination was the pack’s border, and he was accompanied by Fernando who was giving him directions. It was a two hours drive according to the teenager. There were tall trees on either side of the road. Dylan gazed out the window, beyond the slim trees in front and into the forest. The environment was serenely beautiful and the smell of brisk breeze was addictive. As a clearing came into sight, Dylan wasted no time in turning off the engine. He was tired of driving and wanted to feel the earth beneath his feet again. He climbed out of the car, fiddling around the forest. There were dozens of werewolves patrolling the area. They took turns in keeping guard. Some of the werewolves were standing in their positions, talking to ea

Dylan raced downstairs while putting on a T-shirt to look the least decent. Isabel had left the house with Xavi and Fernando by the time he rushed out of the study, so he was left with no choice but to search out their whereabouts. He didn’t bother using their scents. That would only slow him down and wear him out. He decided to drive to the main pack house or better still, look out for a large crowd, because he could feel it that his mate was going to make a big fuss about this issue. Tightening his grip on the steering wheel, while anxiously looking out the window, Dylan hoped to get to his mate on time, to steer her away from taking a grave action. After fifteen excruciatingly long minutes of driving, Dylan caught sight of a large crowd in the distance. This was at the pack’s main square. Without turning off the engine, he jumped out of the car, pushing his way through the crowd in order to get to the front. On reaching the front row, every word Dylan had memorized to say to Isab

“That good for nothing piece of shit stole my spot, dad… I won’t let that asshole have the last laugh. I can’t let him win!” A drunk Carlos angrily exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table. “You should’ve killed him when you had the chance, now he’s one step ahead of you… All our years of hard work has gone down the drain.” Ignacio hissed. Carlos and his dad were presently in the Red moon cocktail bar venting their anger over drinks. The pair were still upset about the embarrassing incident that transpired earlier that day, and were yet to accept defeat. Rather than show signs of repentance and think of ways to fall back in favor with Isabel, Carlos was bent on getting revenge on Dylan. He was determined to get Dylan out of the way and regain his place as Isabel’s lover. Come rain, come shine he was going to be the alpha of the Pride pack. “I can’t waste my precious years and sacrifice my mate for nothing… I’m gonna kill him. And this time, nothing and no one will stop me.” Carlo

Dylan slammed the door shut behind them with his foot, circling his arms around Isabel’s small waist. His fingers fiddled with the belt on her bathrobe until it was let loose. Her scent flooded his sense, burning him with desire. “I want you.” Her captivating voice whispered in his ear, causing his lower region to twitch with excitement. “I’m all yours.” He whispered against her neck as he let the bathrobe fall freely to the ground. Isabel’s lips met his once again, not giving him time to worship her naked figure. She craved for his touch more than anything in the world. His long fingers moved behind her neck, pulling her closer to himself as he swirled his tongue around her mouth intoxicating her senses. She let her hands find its way to his now bare torso, loving the feeling of his toned abs against her fingers. She went lower and began fumbling with the button on his jeans. Dylan grabbed her by her hips and pressed her closer to himself so she was rubbing against his growing ere