Melodias Bluemoon Devant sighed aloud, raising his glass to finish the last of the cognac and drank till the last drop. The half finished cigarette found itself quickly stamped out in the ashtray. Amidst the chaos, I sat idle at a round table, watching with half lidded eyes as the corpse from the Castle of Hybrids got carried out of the humongous wooden gates. Every step the remaining gammas took felt heavy against the bloody ground. 'They killed themselves, they killed themselves', was what the omegas sang. And their eyes were wide and bloodshot as they witnessed Alpha Ahbaya release her aura along with her command. And I… I was facing the wrath of Alpha Devant, the previous king. I fussed on my seat, feeling edgy as the old man in front of me brought a glass of wine in front of me and began to fill the glass half full. Devant’s eyes looked down, wondering when was the last time the Kingdom had experienced such a loss. “Are you not going to drink that, Melodias Bluemoon?” “Sir
Melodias Bluemoon Here I am now sitting beside the woman in black, frowning because she had the audacity to ruin my table top. This mahogany table came from the Southern Kingdom, made by the most skilled craftsman. The Bluemoon crest was carved skillfully in the middle of the table. Now the crest looked like something that came out of a horror movie. “This coffee tastes good.” She said with a smile, as if minutes ago she wasn’t trying to take my life. “Thanks.” The warm liquid kissed her throat, the sweet intoxication of caffeine made her eyes dilate. I let out a sigh after finishing my drink. No more stalling. “What’s your name?” The woman in black smiled after drinking from her cup. “Oh, in a hurry are we?” “You promised me a story.” Was my short answer. “And you promised to tell me the truth, you may start now. Begin by telling me your name.” “It’s Hyacinth.” So her name is Hyacinth, huh. “Hyacinth, like the bird?” She shook her head. “No. Like the flower.” “That’s
Until now I still can't believe that this man is mated to me. "Does it feel good..." He whispered as his tongue continued licking my clit. "...Ahbaya?" I looked down on him. Flustered and feeling a different kind of heat. "Huh?" I swallowed against my dry throat as we stared at each other’s eyes, he was still doing amazing things between my legs. "What?" He gave me one last lick then he smiled at me. His eyes were hinting with mockery. "I said, does it feel good?" I hate it when he teases me like this. I hate him so much that I just want to shove his pretty little head against me so he can shut the fuck up. I didn't answer his question, I just closed my eyes so I couldn't see him. Ever since that fateful day he can read me, can see through me even though I don't want him to. When it comes to him I feel like I’m a kind of person who is easy to read and easy to get to. And I don’t like that. Not a bit. He knows what I want, he knows what I am and he knows that I love him. And in tr
"That’s a relief." He smiled at me from ear to ear. "This is good…” He whispered, voice almost trembling. He reached for my hands, placing his soft palm on top of mine. “There’s always light at the end of the tunnel." "Yes. At the end of the tunnel. But what about the journey?" I know that I'm being such an asshole but I can't let him see through me. I don't want to add to his problems in life. He's already been through so much since he was a child. And then there’s this irreversible void in his heart cost by something else. So deep and so dark — that I couldn’t even get in. My greatest fear is I was the one who was responsible for it. "The dreams have stopped but I can feel my father is up to something. I’m his daughter, and the same unreasonable and destructive blood runs on my veins.” I closed my eyes and breathed the soft relaxing air circling around, feeling the cold sharp against my throat. “I fear that he’ll find us. And once he does…” I paused, hearing my wolf howling insid
We both knew how it’s going to happen the moment Ahbaya accepted that we do the mating ceremony. But did we know how to do it? Heck no. I got a little lesson from Yohan, but I deemed it wasn’t enough. Ahbaya and I went out of the room, wearing the clothes we made from animal hide. The ones we hunted from robust mountains of the Eastern Kingdom’s forest. Her fingers fidgeted as I held her hand in mine. “Are you ready to do this?” Ahbaya asked, sounding a bit fidgety. Her shaky eyes gazed at, pupils dilated from the darkness around us. “I am.” Was my answer, letting out a smile. “Well...” There are rare moments when Ahbaya was this unsure of herself. I held up her left hand, and pressed it against my lips and gave it a kiss. “Don’t be. I want us to be officially mated within the presence of the moon goddess.” I tried to convince her through my shaky voice. And I hope she doesn’t notice the lines rolling off my tongue was something I thought of just in case she gets cold feet. “I’
As we exchanged heated kisses, my hands grazed over Ahbaya’s body. Silently adoring her curves and the feel of her skin over and over again. I show her how deeply in love I am as I kisses down the bumps of her spine when we rolled over the flower bed in the middle of the meadow. Our skin basked and shined under the moonlight, drenched in our sweat. I forced the truth into Ahbaya’s skin, sucking hard until a deep blueish-purple blossoms onto the pale expanse of her neck, her breast, and back and tenderly caresses the soft jut of her hip. “I love you, Ahbaya Bloodmoon.” She didn’t reply, instead she trailed her hands on my back and her long nails dug on my skin. It aches and yet I let her do it, let her continue as if it’s one of her ways for her to mark me. “I love you, I love you, Ahbaya, I love you forever and always.”“Yael, please,” Ahbaya gasps and I wastes no time.My tongue began to rove over her soft glistening skin—over places I’ve already marked and places I have yet to ha
All of us got accustomed to the new life we were building on the darkest part of the Eastern Kingdom forest. All of us woke before the sun. Blue and I gathered the supplies we needed for another hunt, including ropes we made from the vines of the trees, medical herbs, and a small amount of food. Ahbaya was the one who led the pack during the hunt today, instructing Yohan to stay and cook the stew instead of coming with us.“Wolves work together.” She said with a grin. “And you… my teddy bear will stay here and cut the potatoes.” Blue could only look at his mate apologetically, but Yohan did not complain. I thought there was a special occasion at first since she had always preferred Emery do the hunting. But she dismissed my question, saying she was bored out of her mind, and wanted to have fun. We headed out across the field, keeping ourselves aware of the dark line of forests in the west. I got used to it a lot faster than I thought I would, the hunting, the running and the ache I
“Yael, stop. Do you hear that?” Ahbaya whispered suddenly. “I can feel someone’s eyes on us.” In response, I shoved my fingers inside Ahabya’s entrance and began thumbing her clit roughly. She groaned and arched her back.“But isn’t that the thrill of it? They’ve already seen us make love by witnessing the mating ritual, why not let them watch this one too?” I smirked, whispering sinful words in her ear while my fingers got busy playing with her body. Ahbaya whimpered as small bumps appeared on her skin. The sound of her sultry moans alone was enough to get me off the edge and into blissful oblivion.I lowered my head, and with the faintest of touch and began to tentatively lick the most sensitive area in her body, worshiping her. As I did, Ahabya began eliciting very colorful profanities.Ahbaya writhed, screaming curses at me as she pulled on my hair. Her nails are digging on my scalp. “Fuck — that feels amazing!” It was mind-blowing to see her face in such a state of bliss. The