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Roy. Artis sensed my presence the moment we teleported back to the pack so he mindlinked me that Beast was having a crisis and Gwendolyn was doing her best to heal him. I rushed there, my heart sinking seeing him look so lifeless. He had lost a little weight too since he's not been awake to eat anything. Gwendolyn had managed to revive him but he didn't wake up. Luckily he is still alive but if he goes on like this, I would have to put him down because he might die from hunger. Gwendolyn said she didn't manage to heal his internal injuries but he's slowly healing by himself. This is the time I wish he had a self-healing ability like us. He wouldn't have to suffer like this. Seeing him all powerless makes me sad. He's my best friend and I raised him so I don't want to lose him. Sighing after whispering comforting words to him and petting him, I leave him in the care of two warriors. My brows furrow when I see a group of people rush into the woods excitedly. I wonder wha
Tatiana. Call me weird but Roy’s touch was making me feel a whole lot better. My eyes are closed because I can’t dare stare at him as he works his enormous hands on my body. Only female handmaidens helped me with my bath back at the castle and it never felt like this… This… it feels different. His touch… sparks are flying wherever his hands caress my skin. Is it possible for someone to make you feel like you’re being electrocuted but in a good way? Tingles keep sizzling through me as he ever so lightly rubs the sponge on my body, washing away my shame. Unlike the way I felt disgusted when those goons touched me, I don’t feel repulsed or violated with his hands working gently all over my body. For a large pair of hands, they sure are soft and tender. I wonder what else they can do well... There’s nothing sexual about the way he’s washing my body. I’m relaxed and I feel safe with him… I know he wouldn’t hurt me. I feel his hand trail between my legs and my eyes fly open, on
Tatiana. My heart shatters as I run out blindly into the woods. I still can't understand what I've just seen. The disturbing image keeps flashing in my mind repeatedly… Roy sleeping on his back as Simone straddles him while naked. A pang of pain ripples through me and I sniffle as tears course down my face. I can't believe I thought there was something between us. Had I been reading into things too strongly? I keep running as fast as my legs can carry me with no destination in mind. At some point, I contemplated shifting but I remembered my wolf saying she’s weak so that plan went out of the window. I seriously don't know why this hurts so much. It all makes sense now… those looks of disgust that I get… Elyn's obvious pity. Am I getting in between a relationship here? Suddenly, a hand snakes around my waist, lifting me off the ground and I let out a squeak. From the musky woodsy scent, I know who it is before I can even see him. "Little bunny… you ran away without le
Roy. Something is going on in the woods and I'm determined to find out what. There have been reports by my warriors of them catching strange scents in the forest. It's like there is an enemy lurking in the shadows and they are very good at hiding. That or someone does come and go after spying on us. I vowed to protect my pack members so I've been very busy tracking these strange scents with my best tracker, Marcus while Artis took care of protecting the pack and of course her. It may look like I had left her alone but there was always someone watching her during training. Oric and Lyson searched with me although Lyson was acting a bit strange and I was starting to think he was too young for the burden of protecting the pack because he looked stressed out. I still remember the day I found him. He was weak and dehydrated but he kept fighting to stay alive. The pup had a lot of self-loathing. He had this strong need to be recognised. When his family threw him away, it br
Tatiana. I'm having a nice dream when I'm suddenly pulled up violently from the bed. My eyes fly open and I squeak when I land on my butt. Before I can understand what is happening, I'm dragged out brutally by two pairs of hands. Everything happens so fast that I don't have time to ask where they are taking me. My heart begins to pound heavily and my stomach twists in fear. I look around for Roy but he's nowhere to be seen. I find myself looking at a group of angry Lycans who look like they want to bite my head off. The hands dragging me out suddenly throw me to the ground and the crowd surrounds me. One woman in particular comes forward and lands a hard slap on my face that makes me see stars. I'm confused. What in the goddess name is happening? Someone else is thrown on the ground next to me and I let out a scream. He looks dead, his face is beaten black and blue and he smells like a werewolf. "The princess was in cahoots with this werewolf who's killed one of our
Tatiana. “Stop giving me mixed signals. It’s either you want me or you don’t,” I hiss, clenching my hand into a fist. It hurts so bad. What is his face made of? Concrete? “Tatiana–” He growls but I’m not scared of him. I look up at him with defiance. “Don’t Tatiana me. What? You hoped I would fall to my knees in gratitude for what you did after you let them treat me like that in the first place?” I scoff and roll my eyes. He is so full of himself. I felt so stupid out there… so hopeless… it still hurts. “Is your hand ok?” I raise my head to look at him. His eyes are fixated on the hand I had used to slap him with a deep frown on his face. I hide my hand behind me. “It’s none of your business.” It’s still painful. I should have known for him to have such a perfectly chiseled jaw, it would be painful to hit him. He didn't even flinch in pain. He steps closer and I seize breathing. I don’t want him close… he makes me lose my senses and right now, I don’t want that. I’m upset
Roy. Fuck. I was lying to myself. There's no way I wouldn't care what happened to her. In my mind, I thought I could be indifferent and let my pack members vent their anger on her. But I couldn't let her get hurt… the mere thought of something happening to her made my heart clench in pain and my stomach twisted with fear. Fear is an emotion that I've not felt in a long time since I lost my parents. I realised I'm afraid to lose her. Me, my Lycan, we can't live without that she-wolf. She has embedded herself deep in my soul such that her pain has become my pain. I don't care if she's Ernard's daughter. Heck, she could be a demon for all I care. Beast was pulling at my pants agitatedly while grunting and looking toward the entrance of the tent. Just like me… he couldn’t bear to see her hurt. Who was I kidding? I wanted to hold her in my arms and protect her from the world. Her scream had snapped me out of my trance, making me run out of the tent and when I saw her clutching
Tatiana. I blush when I say those words. Roy continues to massage my soft ass cheeks and I feel my core knot in anticipation, not knowing what is to come. "You have a beautiful body…" he whispers huskily and leaning over my back, I feel him graze his sharp teeth on my earlobe, sending waves of pleasure to my core. "Made to perfection…" his words are followed by a sharp slap to my ass that makes me jolt. My eyes grow into saucers as pain shoots through me and I bite my lip when his hand rubs the spot, soothing it. Electrifying pleasure rushes through me like a tidal wave at his touch. What kind of punishment is this? My face heats up. No one has ever spanked me before. "Tell me, little bunny. Why are you being punished?" His seductive voice reaches me, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach. "I… argh!" I moan when his hand lands another slap on my ass cheek. "Goddess!" I arch my back and wiggle my stinging ass at him. It hurts but it's turning me on. I can feel my juic