AntiopeThe dress is more than enough but the whole thing is a nightmare. I’ve met all kinds of males in the span of two hours and my faith in the future of our kind is deeply shaken to the point of me thinking of going to the nearest town, seduce a human and bring him in the fold, lying to everyone that he is my true mate.My feet are killing me, my head hurts and I want to go to sleep. But there is one more hour left till midnight and the commencing of the Mating. I have to endure till then, admit defeat and find another way to provide my father with what he wants of me.“I said let me go!” I hear the strained voice of a female somewhere outside the tent and I turn.A petite blonde girl is being manhandled by a male that is forcing her to him with a sly smile. The more the time passes, the more the males get agitated, aroused by the smell of mated wolves and they act like assholes. The girl trying to pull herself away from the big, buff man that is stronger than her is a victim of m
MagnusI look over my shoulder and I see that female put on her high heels. I am still fuming inside. No one talks to me like that. No one! Even mortal enemies shake in fear before me, even those plotting assholes in the Royal Court that hate my guts talk to me with respect. But this woman...I watch as she balances on one leg to put on the other shoe. Her legs pour out of the two openings of her dress. Long, strong, curvy legs. As she is turned I can see all of her back showing from that damn dress and when I see the two dimples on her lower back, I lick my lips.“Strong," Henrar, my wolf howls in my head.This takes my surprise and I look away. It’s the first time after years that Henrar takes notice of a female. He has been nagging me for a mate but he never actually showed preference to anyone.I press my eyes together and I go up to where my cousin is. I need a strong drink and to get that woman out of my head.“Jag är ledsen, Alpha," Thane says.He better be sorry. He embarrasse
AntiopeMy cheeks are hurting from all the fake smiling and if I have to clap one more time to congratulate a happy couple, I will scream. Luckily this long night is close to an end and though these nights drag well after the sunrise, as soon the Alpha King says the words, I am calling it a night. I got a long ride back home and a father to face.I won’t be run tomorrow so I will be packing tonight. Running means submitting to the male catching you and there is no avoiding that commitment. Unfortunately- or not - there isn’t one male here that fits my requirements to let him catch me.“One last male to claim his mate,” Alpha King stands on the high platform and demands silence."Finally,” Maximo all but yawns.“I am glad that my own cousin, my trusted councilor and the man that saved my life more than once is the one to close this ceremony,” the King continues. “I am honored and happy that he found his mate in the Mating Hunt. Alpha Magnus, come forth.”Alpha Magnus is here? Though Eu
MagnusIf that little girl thinks she can challenge me, I will make her regret it.“Don’t worry. I won’t let her get away,” Henrar promises and I believe him.I will show that insolent female what it means to provoke me. She will be my Luna whether she likes it or not. She is too old to go looking for her mate now and she wishes to lead. I am giving her a chance to do so in more than her pack. Strong as the Waterend pack might be, mine is one of the three original packs in our world. The Luna position is an honor and she will have her chance to prove herself. I would have explained all that to her if she wasn’t so stubborn.“You should have led with that instead of threatening her sister.”Henrar excels in sarcasm once more but he doesn’t understand. I have enemies. Enemies that look for ways to hurt my pack. Since Antiope is not my true mate, I can’t trust her, not right away.“The Hunt!” Sigvard booms next to me. “Chace your chosen, get her to submit and you are bonded under the eye
Antiope“You will regret every minute of this,” I swear turning to Magnus.A harsh smile spreads on his face. He won this round and he knows it. We are in front of the King once more to seal the bond. Even if he didn’t mark me-“Why didn’t he? Doesn’t he like us? Henrar was so-” Max is whining over the same thing over and over.That stupid bitch - pun intended - was ready to bare both neck and ass to that asshole’s wolf. I regret submitting but there was no other way. He was going to kill Noah and I was not going to sit and watch that. I thought of attacking but that would only fuel his aggressiveness. I am no match for that gigantic wolf. So I did the only thing I could to save my friend. And I submitted to the worst of them all.“Like you weren’t checking him out.”I did, so sue me. There was an impressive male, butt naked in all his muscled glory standing there. I am a woman. So yeah, I checked him out from his pecks to his V and he looked good. Does that make him any less of an as
AntiopeIt is not the jet lag. It is the realization of what has happened as I look out the window of Magnus’s private jet. The landscape is breathtaking but it’s not home. Not home. The thought makes my stomach tied in knots but with Magnus sitting across me, studying my every move I am not going to reveal any emotion.“You are staring at me,” I say.“Am I making you nervous?”“You are making me annoyed.”I glance at him with the corner of my eye. He hasn’t slept at all, reading reports and conferring with his guards in that annoyingly perfect language of his. It was the only good thing in the whole flight. That and the fact that Magnus seems to be a workaholic. That works great with my plan to avoid him like the Devil avoids Holy Water.“We are landing in a while,” Magnus passes a few papers to one of his guards that he never even introduced to me. “We are going straight to the pack house.”“I want to call my family.”“We’ll see about that.”“Even fucking prisoners get a freaking ph
MagnusThis is genuinely weird for me. It’s been years since I last slept in the Alpha residence. When I stopped doing that and decided that the couch in my office will do just fine, I was alone in here, in that deafening silence I couldn’t bear.And now I am back. And there isn’t silence. There is a female fighting with her clothes two rooms down. I am picturing Antiope taking all her frustration on her few belongings, on the wardrobe door, on the shelves and drawers and I smile. She looks fiercely cute when she gets mad. Which is all the aspect of emotions I have experienced with her.I am sitting on my bed, a bed that seems so foreign to me, and I am listening tentatively. I hear her open the door to the indoor bathroom and I shift uneasily. When the faucets turn and the water runs, I know she will be naked in there.“Can’t we join? We need a bath, too.”It has been a drag to keep Henrar in check. From the moment Antiope and her wolf Maximo submitted to us he is bugging me to compl
AntiopeI am up since dawn and I am sitting outside on the balcony. The view is so beautiful, so calming, so peaceful it makes me want to cry. I’ve been wanting to cry ever since Magnus dragged me down the Alpha King’s platform. If I could, I would sit here all my life, away from my problems.That’s when I hear the slide door open at the other side of the vast veranda and Magnus walks out. My serenity is shattered by his presence but he still doesn’t know I am here. He is wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else.“Great Mother, that is a fine male,” Maximo purrs excited.Max is not wrong. I have seen males while training but no one even came close to what Magnus offered. Every inch of his body was sculpted not to make him look good. To make him look lethal. And he is. When he turns I see on his back, a long thick scar. If that rumor is true, I am fairly certain that all the others will be too.“Don’t ogle him,” I chastise Max and I get up to get away from him.“Antiope,” his thic