The only way to keep sane was by lying where he had slept while covered by his t-shirt. I loved how baggy it was, my nipples were hard from it caressing them. I had cleaned myself but I could still feel him in between my legs. I could still feel his tongue now and again, having me clutch my legs together.
I ached for him in a way I had never ached for anything. If I could just see him again, if I could just kiss him.
My fingers ran on my lips, aching for his and burning for his soft lips to take mine and leave them sore.
Was he with her?
Was he cupping her butt and ravishing her?
The images slipped in my head and I groaned.
No work was done that night, too much having happened during the day. There was no way my mind could part from the cruel king who held my heart in his grasp. Was it stupid for me to think he cared? Somehow, I knew he did. Someh
Please divide the werewolf age years by 3. If someone is 140, they actually look like a 46-year-old. They start aging slowly when they hit 16 years, so a 16-year-old looks 16. The significant growth starts being seen from age 60. A werewolf who is of age 60 looks like a twenty-year-old.
“Before we leave, can I please have a meeting with those working in the kitchen and in cleaning? This meeting could happen anytime, I am free. When can most of you guys be free? Or I could just have a few representatives now.” I said, my chair pushed back, standing up just as the king had stood up. I wanted to say it out when he was still there so the people would feel a bit compelled to attend the meeting. The room fell silent. The king standing still, his eyes to his people. My heart drummed, my hands sweating. I was starting to like the guy, like, besides the mate bond. “We can stay back now luna.” A voice came with heads nodding and my smile was too much. “Thank you so much,” I replied, feeling so excited. Finally, something was happening and I could just kiss the king. He turned and made his way to the door. Brum was right after him. Before, I would have asked him to stay but with all that had happened, I felt I had a great standing wit
My ears were out listening for anything as I walked through the road leading to the pack hospital. It was busy to my shock, so many people in the forest, wondering what they were doing but all I had in mind was to make it out alive.I took a turn with the pack hospital coming to view. It was painted white, a two-story building mostly built of glass. It was extravagant. I had not imagined it being that fancy. I walked to the doors which just slide open on their own from my approach. My eyes went wide, like a child discovering a magical world.My eyes then fell on the large reception desk but there was no one there. I walked past it, sure that if anyone was close, they would have smelt me and come through if they could. My eyes scanned around, it smelling better than I had expected. There were too many doors until I saw a direction pointer. The wards were on the next floor. I took the flying machine which opened to many labeled doors. The lights were bright,
The walk back in the forest was fast with my ears perked up, listening to all that were near me and also trying to think of a way to break what I would to the king and royal beta. I shook my head, chuckling just from the thought of it.I took the flying machine up, my hands shaking, my eyes barely seeing anything with something thick and heavy stuck in my throat. My hands rubbed on each other. The flying machine seemed to move fast and slow at the same time. I was trying to sort through my words, trying to come up with a speech that would have me at better odds of getting what I needed. The doors dinged and I thought I would faint.My heel clicked on the floor, seeing the doors, passing all until I stood before Brum’s office. I raised my hand to lower it. My face was pure black I was sure from all the blood just rushing there. I was hot and flustered, the dress suddenly too tight. I knocked once, listening, with no reply coming so I ju
I did not back down, us just staring at each other even when Brum cleared his throat. I was not going to be the first to pull away from his stare, I was not going to take whatever wolf’s ass words he was spitting out.I cleared my throat, adjusting in my seat while still holding his stare. I could see that my defiance was awakening some interest in him, a smirk on his face, and oohh that smirk, I was in love with it.Everything he did was absolute magic.“Yes my king, it would be wise to just sit and let your luna show you her skills and techniques,” I said to him, licking my lips in the process to bite my lower lip. There was no way he could resist, his eyes lowering and staying on my lips, full and wet for him.Wait!!! My mind was getting too dirty for my liking.His eyes drew back to my face, me sitting back and watching him. It turned to a long stare before
There was no time to sit at the eating place and chat like all the people did because the sun had gone down for some time. Dinner would be served and we were late.There was no choice than let Stern turn to his wolf and ride on him because time was not our side. And besides that, my feet were black with the skin having torn at some point. I had been standing all day long with everything hurting. The ride took a couple of minutes and there would be no time for us to go change before dinner. I was so over the dress and especially the shoes. I had to finger comb my hair to get it presentable after the air blowing through it and sending it all crazy. I slipped off Stern, him tracking away to the other side of the castle to change as I waited for him. He came back wearing a black shirt and shorts, his hair all messy. In my hands were a couple paper bags that mostly carried samples I would use when doing some more decorating and add to my color chart.
The shower was the fastest I had ever taken, a king waiting for me and I would not keep him waiting for long. I brushed my teeth after, then rushed to the closet. My skin was oiled, doing it just to get that earthy scent that I loved very much. I applied deodorant then sat to brush my hair. I pulled it back and tied it in a center split back tied ponytail.I got up, picking a pair of underwear and pulling them on. I really did not feel like wearing a bra. I was a bit conscious, not wanting my nipples to poke out yet too tired to wear the tight bra. My hands gripped on a black round neck t-shirt. I pulled it on along with black leggings and black socks. I knew I would work all through the night which was why I found myself pulling on a faded purple hoody sweater. My feet slipped in slides and there was nothing else to do. I had already wasted so much time. My eyes scanned around seeing nothing I was forgetting so I rushed out.I took the elev
Minutes passed with nothing but silence after his words. He just sat there, his face blank with me crying. I pulled my feet onto the chair, my head on my knees, and just letting the tears fall. I could not hold it back; I could not hide away from him. His words kept echoing and making it even worse. My tears dried, just sitting there not wanting to say anything back for I would be accepting it all. I did not want to raise my head because I would have to talk and accept what had been said.It hurt so much but I was sure it hurt even more for him on top of all that he had to deal with. I would not let myself add to his troubles. I would not make everything worse for him. He had a war inside and out with it seeming he was losing both. Life was unfair. I had thought my life was the worst but I took it all back. My pain was nothing compared to all they had gone through.I would have to let him go; I would have to let all of him go. My hands were shaking, my hand
The night was the coldest, the longest and most dreadful. I lay in bed wearing his t-shirt and clung to the covers as I played the conversation over and over again with the pain exploding each time. Maybe if I hurt enough then I would become numb, then I would lose all feeling all at once but that was not the case.I cried until I stopped with my mind going to imagine the future we would have had. Our children, what would they even look like? I would like to have three children, two girls and a boy. I shook my head, closing my eyes to clear my head. Nothing but darkness filled me, it comfort to me as I lay with my heart breaking over and over again.My eyes snapped open, light filling the room with another day on us. I wanted to wallow in my bed all day but I was a luna. I could not hide away, I had duties which I would fulfill no matter what I was going through.Everything in my body hurt, everything ached as I did my bed then went around my room du