As I stood infront of Jackson his intoxicating scent gave me a boost of energy, I didn't know I needed. I unfastened the towel wrapped around me and let it drop to the floor. I stood infront of him totally naked and in complete awe on how quickly his eyes changed from a perfect sapphire colour to obsidian in a matter of seconds. I knew his wolf was scratching at the surface, trying to break free rom his mortal coil. I knew that if Alpha Jackson drops his guard for half a second his wolf would leap out and stand before me, and I didn't know what turned me on more, the thought of finally undressing Jackson or seeing his wolf for the first time.
Before I had a chance to contimplate my next set, I was picked up into a tight bear hug and placed of my bed, Alpha Jackson staring into my eyes that now matched his as Lagertha inveloped my body with pure unadulterate lust, my arousal started leaking inbetwen my thighs, and Jackson just smirked at me while lowering his head towards
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!" I screamed at herTrinity just stared blankly at me, her face showed no emotion. She was a blank canvas."Vee, vee wake up" Jackson was shaking me awake. "Vee please wake up baby""Wwwhat" murmured half asleep, my eyes fighting to stay open. After a few minutes I looked around my room, Jackson was sitting beside me with a look of worry on his face, and mum stood at the end of my bed looking sympathetic towards me and Jackson."What was that?" Jackson asked"Vee has been dreaming of ragnarok since two days before her birthday" mum answered."Mum, this one was different, it was on the same field but there was an all out war between us and vampires" I told them well mostly mum I still had to fill Jackson in on what I had been experiencing. That was going to be fun I guess.Mum hugged me and left so I could have a talk with Jackson regarding my dreams, well he did deserve to know he is my mate a
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S GONE" I roared down the phone."I mean we went to her cabin and it is empty, from the thick layer of dust we believe she had never actually lived there, sorry Alpha we will keep looking we will find her"After ending the call, I through my phone across the room and started rubbing my temples, "I have to find her to keep my mate safe" I said to myself, "If her wounds from sleeping are anything to go by, I have to assume she is seeing the future, or a possible future. If I remove Trinity from the equation then maybe she won’t get stabbed" I kept saying to myself, I wasn't quite sure if I was saying it as a mantra or if I was seriously trying to convince myself, of the truth. I had to remain strong for my mate but around her I felt weak and helpless, I realised I felt that way around her from when I saw her again at college and she crossed the stage to accept her Masters and her sweet scent was carried across on the breeze, her sweet scent of chamomi
After the eventful morning I had with my mate I had a dying urge for food, and I was starving. I made my way to the kitchen just like every other morning but this time was different, other than the fact I am the too be future Luna of the pack. And the few people I had passed bowed and called me Luna. But mum was nowhere in sight, the kitchen was empty. So I made my way to the fridge and found the cake from last night and decided it would go perfect with a coffee and Lagertha agreed.After breakfast I had realised, I haven't actually shifted other than in my dreams. I felt quite embarrassed at that fact. I decided to ask mum to come with me, I figured she gave birth to me, she may want to be there to watch me shift for my first time. I quickly hurried off to the library because that is mums favourite place in the world. On my way i tracked the sandstone pillars that arched the corridor heading to the library, and stopped and admirred the courtyard dad had designed special for
I sat on the bed with no intention of moving let alone get dressed in the dress I wore for my birthday party. " how the hell did this creep get the dress, it was in my bathroom this morning I remember seeing it" I questioned myself then I remembered the person on the plane said I should have been unconscious for another day. How long was out for."Where the hell am I" I questioned myself, looking around the room till my eyes landed on what I could only hope were curtains, I hurried over to them pushing them to the side to only be ment with bordered windows. "What the hell is going on" I screamed at the top of my lungs.I damaged near fell off the bed when the door was violently pushed open."You were explicitly told to be dressed and ready for dinner, now stop being a spoilt brat and do as you are told" said an old, fat lady with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of alcohol in the other."Who the hell do you think you are, talking to me wi
I walked down a long corridor, the walls were made of bricks coloured in a light shade of grey, the floor was lined with the longest red mat I had ever seen. For as far as the eye could see, which wasn't very far as the only light was available came from silver from the candelabras which stood at least 6 foot tall each supporting at least 7 candles, not the average candles we can buy from a shop, but big chunky lopsided candles that looked like they were made by a 5yr old, they were the only form of lighting as I could tell. I walked further down the corridor taking in my surroundings. The windows had no glass in them, but were lined fine wooden detailing. The wall had to be over 20 feet high and tapered into an arch at its peak. In fascination I trailed my fingers over the walls as I walked.Committing to memory the smoothness of the brick, mixed with the coarseness of the grout. The intricate detail of every carefully sculpted pillar, which seemed to tell a story of mystica
I woke up with blood pouring from my side, From the shape of the wound it had to be a sharp diamond shaped weapon the way my flesh was burning it has to have shards of silver over it, blood was seeping from my wound, so much blood and I had no clue how it happened. I tried retracing my steps in my mind using all my instinctual power to isolate to exact moment I was stabbed while trying my best to slow the flow of my blood if I didn’t receive help soon, I would surely be gone.I look around at my surrounding when realisation struck me like a freight train at full speed.“Oh goddess, I am still in my dream. I usually wake up by now what is happening”?While trying to locate my assailant by retracing my steps, fighting the incredible urge not to throw my guts up. I took notice of my heart rate and breathing they were both unusually fast. I mean like I had ran a full triathlon fast, I reached up to touch my face an noticed my hands were really cold almost like I had be
I awoke to a new day in the arms of the man I loved, his scent and warmth was all that was keeping me sane at the moment, I had to work out everything I had seen and witnessed in my most recent dream. I sat up and tried to lift Desmond’s arm off me so I get off the bed, and go about my morning business.“Nope you’re not going anywhere” Desmond stated tightening his grip around my waist“I have to pee, and I really do not want to pee the bed” I added“Ok, Ok”“Um where is the bathroom, what room am I in”?“Well darling you are in our room, and the bathroom is the door between the bookshelf and the closet” Desmond added pointing to the bathroomOnce I finished my business, I took in the magnificence of this bathroom a massive 8-person jacuzzi fitted with jets, a shower that took up the entire length of the wall, with jets fitted along the wall and a rather large shower head hanging from the roof this shower head was big enough to was at least 4 peop
I looked mum dead in the eyes and asked “who is he”“well, sweety I guess we better have a talk, your father informed me that his family is cursed by a powerful witch, she loved a DeLorentez man and wanted to spend her entire life with him. She had thought the mate bond that werewolves always referred to was a way to keep undesirable partnerships away. She had never known the full extent of the mate bond and its potent pull to one’s mate”“Ok …and”Mum took a deep breath.“well, your father said the story goes like this. A very wealthy ancestor back in the late 1500’s used some of his servants for his own personal amusement. One in particular servant was a beautiful slim raven-haired young lady about 15 or 16 years old. Little did the wealthy ancestor know she was an upstart witch one of the most powerful witches of her age. The wealthy ancestor seduced her and evidently took her virginity, the young witch became very jealous of the other servants who the mas