*SIANNA’S POV* Challenging a Luna intimated that he must have a secret attack in his plans. Otherwise, I would surely defeat him in a duel. However, one must never underestimate the enemy. When did Malik develop a crush on me? Only the moon goddess could give me that answer. It was beyond my comprehension why anyone would think that crushing on a Luna was a good idea. For their mates, Alphas would kill or even go to war. Against Vance, this diminutive warrior had no hope. Hadn't Curtis' demise taught him that? I'm at a loss as to how to proceed. This shit is so fucked up! Although they are friends and he offers to bring me to Curtis, he shows affection for me. Was it premeditated for them to fight each other over me? In response to him, my wolf growled and bristled, urging me to shift, but I made the conscious decision to strive to talk him out of doing this dumb crap. He tried to encircle me, but I turned in every direction he went, keeping a keen eye on his motions and movement
*SIANNA’S POV* Five people confronted him. Marlena, the witch, Chad, Blayne, Vance, and me. My glance swung from Vance and Malik as I struggled to untangle the knot of confusion in my head. "What did you just say?" I quizzically asked my mate, seeking help to come out of this dark tunnel so that the light of truth would unfurl my comprehension. The possibility caused my heart rate to peak. Vance did not look at me. With rage, his eyes had marked his target and spared no vision for anyone else. “Malik is dead. This imposter is Curtis.” Turning to face him, Malik’s wolf’s eyes focused on Vance, but I had to hear him confess it. “Is this true?” He remains silent, refusing to admit or deny the accusations. These two men were locked in a cold-war stare-down as though the first to break away would lose the challenge. The air was suddenly tense, and the forest became warmer. Scared for Curtis, as the dread rose, I fought to contain it. Praying that they were mistaken and this was not him
***TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains severe mature content such as BDSM. ******************* *SIANNA’S POV* “Your mind is on another man and I can’t have that, Firecat,” His harsh thick tenor caught me off guard. “My wolf refuses to have you sulk over your ex-lover.” “It is human to mourn the dead,” I shot him a horrifying expression with creased brows and stormed into the bedroom. “You are being unreasonable and childish.” “I want your pretty little brain to only be thinking of me,” He came behind me while I was in the closet and taking out a nightgown. His sexy voice whispered in my ear and made me jump. “So, tonight you are going to be my little rope bunny.” “What the hell is that?” Clueless, I swallowed hard with my head turned slightly to look at him, unable to dismiss the perplexity of the moment. “You will see,” His hot deep voice sent chills down my spine. I was half-scared about whatever he had planned and tried to ignore him. “But before I begin, the Blacks are aw
*SIANNA POV* Blushing all day like a teenager had those around me piqued with curiosity. Whenever Vance's eyes met mine, my cheeks flamed up and I turned pink. Too bad that I was behaving like a young girl who was having her first crush, but it was hard to help after last night’s bondage session blew my mind. Vance warned that the sex dungeon would be used for two purposes. When I go into heat and misbehavior that requires punishment. The latter, of course, seemed more unlikely. Nevertheless, the thought of being a naughty brat tinkled in my head. I wanted to know how he would have me in that sex swing, and what else he would do to me. Now I’m smiling to myself, licking and biting my lips at the raptured memories that we had created, feeling open to the experimentation. Contrary to the girls who expected me to be mourning, I was a ray of sunshine and bubbling in bliss all over. Butterflies churned in my stomach and I couldn’t be more in love with my mate. Thinking of him made my cor
Ten years later…………… ***************** *SIANNA’S POV* “Luna,” the principal frowned as she explained the reason for this meeting, “Mr. Larry is the form teacher for our third-grade class, and at present, he is at the hospital.” I nodded because I had an idea who put him there, “Which one was it?” Mom also contacted me about the ways that the teacher cursed in the operating room as they tried to peel the chair off him. “This time it was Venus,” the grayed-haired woman thinned her lips and informs me. “She placed glue on his chair so that it stuck to his ass when he sat to teach the class.” She takes the glue bottle from her drawer as evidence of the act. Composed and apologetic, I looked at her, “Mrs. Moretti, I will speak to my daughter and ensure that it never happens again.” She gave a faint smile, “Thank you, Luna.” “I will ensure that she sends him an I am sorry card and apologize to him in front of the class.” There would also be a good scolding but there was no need to hi
Based on requests for bonus chapters, I will be adding scenes that transpired between Blayne and Cleo. They are of course, optional. However the second Epilogue will pick up from the end of the story, following what transpired with the stolen artifacts. This will contribute majorly to the plot of the sequel. From there, the story will branch into Valen's Odyssey which I will kick off soon. I want to spend quality time with the effort that I put into this book so thank you for being so very patient. Thanks again for you valued support. Have a great week ahead! Love always, xoxo, O'Chantal
Follows Chapter 36, the night of the Luna Ceremony when Blayne was ordered to go into the Mountains with Cleo:^~^-BLAYNE’S POV* Mixed feelings flowed through me as we pleated the napping shrubs with our bodies. My feisty mate walks ahead of me, deciding not to be a good hostess and stay by my side. I wanted to know her better. I have no intention of forcing the mate bond on her. If that's what she was thinking, she was dead wrong. Luna Sianna had given her clothes to wear; brown leggings and a polo shirt. Thank goddess. Her nudity flogged me with a raw animalistic desire that I had never felt for another woman. With me are Levi, Malik, Wade, Elias and Thomas. Senior Elite Liam was holding the forte at Dark Wolverson in my stead, and reporting to High Beta Duke since High Alpha Vance was on his honeymoon. As directed by the High Alpha, the mission was to investigate their background and validate the contents as a witness to the report that Cleo is required to submit on our return
-CLEO’S POV* Surprisingly, Gamma Blayne behaved for the rest of the evening. We held a bonfire and ate around the flickering embers as the flame crackled. Exactly opposite from me, he sat with his men. Lust-filled brown eyes met my death glares, wanting to drown him in my deep sea-green. “My warriors require a full meal. This is insufficient for us.” Gamma Blayne groused while side-glancing at me. “Make do with it. We eat in rations.” I snapped, my heart beat out of my chest. He had that effect on me. “We are guests. Shouldn’t we get preferential treatment?” He challenged in a deep baritone that was calming and sexy. I knew that he was aiming to get under my skin. He sought my attention any way that he could get it. This man was so powerful, dangerous, and unbelievably handsome. As the third-strongest werewolf in the world, the drawback of him was being cruel, ruthless, and deadly. Oh, suffocating and annoying should be added to the description. “No one is higher than the other.