Olivia looked at the majestic black wolf in a daze as he growled at the men. The large roguish men took a step backwards collectively at the fierce growl and Olivia wanted to do the same, but her feet were rooted to the spot. As the wolf stalked towards the men menacingly, one of her pursuers in wolf form turned tail and ran away from the alley. Good riddance!
The remaining men looked torn as they looked back and forth between the wolf and Olivia before they exchanged glances. Then they forced themselves to take fighting stances and faced the wolf, deciding they had numbers in their favor.
Olivia was too shaken up by the sudden onslaught of heat, the strange wolf senses and the near rape that she couldn’t focus well on the wolf. But once she was snapped out of the daze, she realized that five wolves getting scared of a single one was not normal. That meant he was too powerful. Most probably he was an Alpha and with what she had heard of Alphas, he must not be trying to save her out of his goodwill. It might only mean that he had plans for her and she had a feeling that it would be like falling from fire into the frying pan. Maybe the Alpha wanted her for himself and being claimed by a domineering Alpha wouldn’t be any fun. She had to escape. Now!
Even though what she wanted to do was turn and run away like the hounds of hell were on her tail, she was too curious to see if the Alpha could hold on. Though he may be trying to claim her for himself, he had saved her from the vile men and hence she didn’t want him to die at their hands. As she looked at the fight, she could only hope that her curiosity wasn’t going to be the death of her.
The four men and the brown wolf surrounded the huge black wolf and Olivia flinched as they all leaped towards him in a synchronized move that looked choreographed. But just as they were about to hit the wolf, he shook his fur almost lazily and shook them off as if he was swatting off a few annoying flies and not grown ass werewolves. Woah!
The men stood up and eyed the black wolf warily while he focused on the brown wolf. Then he let out a snarl and jumped on the brown wolf before tearing off his throat, spraying blood all over the alley. Olivia gulped down the bile that rose in her throat and forced herself not to vomit. She wanted to stay unnoticed and let the men fight their way.
The remaining men didn’t look so sure of themselves anymore and stood as if pondering whether to fight or run. But from the determined gait of the black wolf, he was pissed off and he had no plans to let any of them escape alive. Now Olivia had no doubt the Alpha was going to win, and she knew that if she wanted to escape, it had to be now.
With her eyes still on the black wolf who was stalking over to his prey, Olivia silently walked backwards until she was out of his line of sight. Then she gathered all the strength left in her tired body and ran for her life.
Though Olivia wanted to run straight to her apartment, she didn’t want to leave a trail for the Alpha or any other wolves. Relying on the survival guides her guardian instilled in her, she took twists and turns while staying downwind. Once she was certain tracking her wouldn’t be easy anymore, she tiredly made way to her apartment. If she was fast enough and took the potion to stop her heat, hopefully they wouldn’t find her at her home...
As soon as she reached home, Olivia made a beeline towards her secret stash where she had kept the potion. She took the bottle with shaking hands and, after taking a deep breath; Olivia gulped down the potion. She was running low on the potion and with Maya no longer around to make it for her; she needed to contact Maya’s coven to refill her stash. Her heart twitched at the painful reminder that Maya, her guardian, was dead, leaving her an orphan for real. Why did she have to die so young? Why did she leave her alone to struggle by herself? If only she were here...
Olivia plopped down on her bed tiredly and waited for her heat to recede. But as minutes passed and her adrenaline from the excitement of the night faded, the effects of the heat increased rather than decreasing. Olivia’s eyes widened in alarm when she realized that she was kneading her breast with one hand while the other had made its way down her panties. She let out a moan as her finger entered her wet core and she rubbed herself, trying to find some relief from the delicious ache in her lower belly. Damn it! The heat should have stopped by now! Was she too late to drink the potion or was something different about her heat this time that she couldn’t stop it but only ride it?
Olivia threw her head back in abandon as she thrusted her fingers in and out of herself. Unbidden, an image of the blue-eyed guy she met in the club came to her mind. She couldn’t help but imagine it was his thick cock that was plunging into her instead of her own fingers. She closed her eyes and her movements became faster as she envisioned him leaning over her with a possessive look in his intense blue eyes as he fucked her. With a low groan, she reached her climax and fell back on the bed, covered in sweat and a satiated smile on her lips. That felt good!
Olivia didn’t even have time to enjoy the high of her release or think of why she had fantasied about the blue-eyed man when the heat returned more fiercely than ever. Her body was practically burning by now. Shit! She had just had a mind blowing orgasm, and it didn’t even help a bit with the heat? It was as if the universe was conspiring against her and challenging her that the heat wouldn’t recede until she found a man and lost herself to the passion. No way!
Olivia got out of the bed and stalked over to her bathroom with determination. Masturbating would not help, and she would not have sex with anyone. The only way out of this sticky situation would be to wait it out and try to make it as less painful as possible. She had been trained to face all sorts of troubles in life. She should be able to face a few days of heat, right?
As if on cue, she felt a wave of pain in her belly and she gritted her teeth before plugging the bathtub and filling it with cold water. This should help!
Olivia removed her torn jacket and threw it on the floor with a grimace before removing the rest of her clothes. Then she slowly turned to the mirror and looked at the brown-haired brown-eyed woman who was her yet a stranger at the same time.
With a sigh, she reached her hand out and removed the clips from her hair. Then she pulled the wig from her hair before shaking her head. A mass of shiny golden hair tumbled down her shoulders and reached her waist. Slowly, Olivia pulled off her glasses before removing the contacts from her eyes, revealing a pair of stunning emerald green eyes. Olivia stared at her reflection and wondered why her own reflection felt even stranger than the disguise she had donned. Long shiny golden hair, green eyes, pouty red lips and a slender body with curves at just the right places. This was the real Olivia Thomas, but she couldn’t exist in the real world because her exceptional beauty would be a dead giveaway to the supernaturals.
Olivia laid down on the bathtub and winced at the chill that invaded her body from the cold water. As she immersed herself in the water, she felt the fire in her body recede and let out a sigh of relief. She didn’t know how long she laid in the tub, but once her body began to feel numb, Olivia got out of the tub, albeit reluctantly. She wrapped a white fluffy towel around herself and padded over to her room, trying to think of what to do to distract herself from the heat now. It was just the first day, and she was already running out of ideas. How would she face the next three or four days?
“Took you long enough.”
Olivia froze when she heard a deep husky voice. She slowly looked up to see a man sitting on her bed proudly as if he owned the building and everything inside it, including her.
As she stared at him, and his scent hit her, Olivia gasped as she realized several things at once. First, he was the same blue-eyed customer whom she had been fancying while pleasuring herself just a while ago. Second, he was not a human but a werewolf; the same Alpha wolf who had saved her from the vile men. Third, he was also her fated mate. Last and the most important, he was buck naked and had absolutely no plans to cover himself! Shit! Now what?
As Olivia stood frozen with shock, the man leaped out of the bed in a fluid movement before stretching his limbs lazily. As he stood there proudly, her eyes fell on his naked body and she let out a gasp. She wished she could close her eyes or turn away from him. Or even better, run screaming from the room, as she should have the moment she saw him sitting there. But it seemed as if her damn body had a mind of its own and Olivia found herself taking in his appearance hungrily. His gorgeous face, hard chest, and his sculpted abs…He had looked good in the suit when she met him in the club, and she had imagined that he must have a nice body underneath that suit. But even her wildest imagination couldn’t have done justice to the guy in front of her. He was just damn perfect!As her eyes trailed down his flat stomach and to his manhood, her eyes widened in alarm. Damn! That thing was freaking huge. How would it ever fit inside her? Wait, what? Why was she thinking about having him inside h
Olivia stood frozen as fear like she had never known engulfed her. She had just met the guy and had no plans to let him claim her. But watching him die in front of her scared her more than a lifetime of being his prisoner. He can’t just die like that!As she watched the rogue reach towards the Alpha’s neck as if in slow motion, Olivia prayed to whatever deities existed in the world. ‘Just don’t let him die, please! Anyone but him…’He was just a stranger to her, and she didn’t even acknowledge the mate bond yet, so she didn’t know why she was this worried about his wellbeing. But Olivia was so petrified to think rationally. She just needed him to live…Just as the rogue was about to wrap his hand around his throat, his hand snaked out so quickly that Olivia let out a gasp. Before she could even blink, he caught the other man’s outstretched hand and flipped him onto the floor before leaping up and pouncing on him. The tables had turned and now it was the rogue lying helplessly on the f
Olivia frowned and rolled over, trying to avoid the glare of the sun. But she could feel her sleep fading away regardless of her attempt, and she let out a groan. She sat up and rubbed her eyes before letting out a yawn. Then she stepped out of the bed, her toes sinking into the plush carpet below the bed. She paused and frowned; feeling something was off. Then she realised it. There were no carpets in her room!She looked around and her eyes widened as she saw the beige colored walls around her, the ornate king size bed, the walk-in closet and the plush red carpet in the large room, which most certainly was not hers. And then the events of the last day came to her in a burst and she remembered her asshole mate marking her just before she fainted.Damn it! Was it all real? Hoping against hope that it was all just a nightmare, she touched her shoulder where the mark was supposed to be there. The moment her fingers touched the spot, she let out a gasp, feeling tingles erupt from there.
Olivia stared at Michael blankly as her mind processed all the information she knew about Tyson Adams. The notorious Alpha who was feared by all simply because of his unparalleled power and the ruthlessness with which he ruled his pack. She knew only the basic information about werewolves since she wasn’t raised among them but by a witch. Still, even she knew about Tyson, the man who was known for killing a group of rogues single handedly without even getting a scratch on his body.He could very well become the Alpha King any day if he decided he wanted that power because that was how much hold he had on the werewolf world. Even the werewolf council feared him. She would have thought it all as just an exaggerated tale but she remembered the ruthless way in which he snapped the neck of the rogue. He certainly was someone who could kill a person without batting an eye. And he had no problem biting and marking her without a hint of compassion. She had such a beast for a mate!Olivia sigh
Olivia examined her appearance in the mirror and wondered if the sexy red nightie would have been a better outfit for what she had in mind. But the thought of wearing it in front of all those strange men made her shudder. She couldn’t stoop that low just because she wanted to teach her mate a lesson. The shirt and boxers would have to do. After all, she didn’t really want to woo those men, right? Olivia ran her fingers through her golden hair, trying to tame it, and looked at her face. She had washed all the leftover makeup on her face and brushed her teeth with the spare brush in the bathroom. This was as ready as she could ever get right now. With determination, Olivia marched out of the room and paused outside, as if expecting someone to come running and lock her back in the room. But when nothing happened, she started walking slowly while wondering why there was no one here to watch what she was doing. She couldn’t decide whether it was good that he had really let her free or if
Olivia felt her limbs sagging in relief when she saw her mate standing there, ready to defend her from the world. It was true that she was pissed off at him for marking her. But in the face of danger, her instincts told her she could always trust him and she trusted her instincts. With him in front of her, she felt the desperation that had taken over her vanish and she pushed at the man holding her with newfound strength. At her sudden attack, he flew backwards and though her hand, which was twisted by him, was aching, Olivia barely felt it. ‘Now that the Alpha is here, let’s see how you would touch me!’Olivia thought the men would scatter away, seeing their Alpha. But what she hadn’t taken into account was that the men were far too intoxicated by her enticing scent to think rationally anymore. When Tyson stood in front of them, they didn’t see their Alpha but just a hindrance in getting the girl they craved.To Olivia’s chagrin, they merely ignored Tyson’s brooding presence and step
“Care to tell me what you were doing on the grounds when I remember you were specifically instructed to stay here for the duration of your heat?” Tyson asked in a calm voice.In fact, it was a little too calm for Olivia’s liking and she looked at him warily. Was this what they meant by ‘the calm before the storm’? His deceptive calmness hinted at a volcano brewing inside his mind, and Olivia felt terror blooming inside her.Then his words registered in her mind. Wait! He wanted her to stay inside her room as he ordered, just like a good little puppy. Part of her knew that what he said was right. If she had just stayed in the room, she could have avoided all this trouble that she caused for herself and others. But a larger part of her hated being ordered around, and she was not pleased that he dared to question her. Who did he think he was? He may be the Alpha of the pack, but she didn’t answer to him!Olivia climbed out of the bed and stood facing him, her eyes flashing with anger.“W
As Tyson pulled his shirt off and threw it across the room, Olivia took a moment to appreciate his shirtless body. Though she had seen him naked once, she hadn’t been in a state of mind to admire him then. But now that she was in his bed, waiting for him to claim her, Olivia found herself taking in every inch of his exposed body. She gulped as her eyes trailed over his chiseled body with awe, and she felt her lust grow even more. She had a feeling that it was all him that was causing the reaction; not her heat.But then she saw his hands moving over to his belt buckle and Olivia stiffened. Holy shit! Was she really going to have sex with this guy? As she tried to grasp on to the last bit of her sanity, she desperately tried to remind herself of all the reasons she shouldn’t be doing this. But her mind was too flooded with passion to think of logic and reason, and she stared up at Tyson with panic.“Wait! What are you doing?” she cried out when she watched him step out of his jeans, le