Hi guys! We are finally at the end of the main story! Massive thanks to Erin Beth, Bumblebee, Maria S, Softstep, Barbara Melendez, Caro_girl, Ikemelendez and Shubby Doo; your votes, comments and ratings have really pushed me through. Thank you so much, I appreciate your readership and interest in kinky wolves with emotional problems. I will speak more after the bonus (about 5-6 chapters left) on the next project, but Maria S, I am certain you will love the Male Lead. ( ̄y▽ ̄)╭ Ohohoho..... Thanks again, and don't forget to rate the book!
Hi! Quick disclaimer: The bonus stories are not guaranteed a happy or ‘closure-inducing’ ending. Please read at your own risk. Adrian’s hands waste no time lowering to my ass to part my flesh apart. "You are not permitted to touch-" “‘Touch the stripper’? I know, but can't you take it as me making your work easier? I am doing you a favour.” “I highly doubt a yeast infection counts as a favour. Either lower your pants because your boxers are certainly cleaner to press against, or let me do my dance in peace.” His hot breath coats my ear as he chuckles. His hands leave my ass to fiddle with his belt and lower his zip, but mother of Christ, why are his knuckles grazing against my centre while he does this? I am certain I have lifted my hips enough for there to be no contact between us. The feel of his fingers hooking upward tells me that his actions are on purpose. But before I can protest, his fingers leave my centre, and instead, his hips thrust upwards on my bare and sensitive
The last Chapter of the Bonus will be tomorrow. ** “I didn’t ask you to protect me! I wasn’t in danger.” His sneer rises, and I wince, anticipating another slap, but instead, he clicks his tongue. “You will need to visit a family planning establishment to get your affairs in order; if you are going to start taking in men, then-” “I will get you the money!” “By tomorrow? Because your debt just went up by eight hundred thousand.” “I didn’t ask you to interrupt. Don’t give the refund let me go out there and-.” Dominic’s hand rises, and I flinch before the sound of his tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth echoes once again. “I will give you the day off tomorrow, but Maurice will escort you to the family planning centre. I’ll show you an easy way to pay me back if you are in such a rush to escape me. Now, take that coat off. You look stupid wearing it.” "Will I look more dignified to the men you intend to whore me out to?" Dominic winces, but his expression does not soft
Adrian "That's the girl." Adrian's gaze lifted in the direction his friend pointed. "The number one of business school." It didn't irk him as much as Leon, his best friend, meant for it to; after all, numbers meant nothing to him unless they were in the form of currency and had never found a soul wealthier than his family, even in the university. In fact, it didn't matter so much that he wanted to walk to her and invite her to his group, scholarship or not; she earned the right to associate with him, at least within the confines of the school. "Tell her to join us. No, tell her that she can be sitting with us instead of alone." He ushered Elaine; she was something of a kid sister to him. "What? Why? She is poor; I highly doubt that she can purchase from our section; you’ll just make her feel bad." "She stole my spot in the school, so I want everyone to know she earned the right to sit with us. Plus, we can buy her food if she can’t afford it." The notion made little sense to
** Ruby. "Last step. Just jump. I will catch you." I whisper to Elle, who throws her little arms around my shoulders as she takes her leap of faith gracefully. "Good girl." I praise her quickly before placing her on the ground and holding her hand so we can run across the empty street. It was not in any of my plans to use the window at one a.m., essentially alerting my little sister, Elle, of something going wrong, but I had no choice; Dominic had his men surround my apartment, so if I stayed, I would be forced to sleep with men, now that I have been injected contraceptives on his coin already. After helping Elle in the car waiting for us, I hop in the passenger seat before Wanda drives off. “Thanks, Wanda.” I utter finally as we enter the main road. “Baby, this is stupid; you know Dom will never let you go.” "He will if you seduce him for me. " I utter softly, and her light and refreshing laugh lighten the mood in the car. “Open the glove box.” I do as she asks, but insi
Hi! That’s a wrap for ‘The Alpha’s Ruby Obsession’; it has been the wildest ride yet. On matters pertaining to bonuses, they will not always be guaranteed a happy ending or to give a sense of closure. Additionally, going forward, not all stories will have bonuses. On to the main matter: I want a light book for my next project, something that doesn’t make me teary while writing and also, I want to leave the woods for the big city for a while, so I thought, why not get high blood pressure and delve into the world of greedy mother-in-laws and audacious husbands in My next book, a billionaire romance, ‘Trillionaire After Divorce’. It should be out by January if all factors are cooperative; it will not be as tragic as this one, but it will still have some darkness...and tons of romantic angst. I’ll tell you this in advance: be ready to throw hands at audacities! As usual, it will be 18+; whatever will I do without smut? As always, thank you for reading, and hopefully, I will see you in
The twigs on the earth snap painfully beneath my bare feet.Three...no, five wolves are after me.The cold air whips painfully against my body, which is in no way dressed for this tragedy of my desperate run through the woods towards no definitive destination.My shift to my wolf form would take time; like most late bloomers, it still hurts having every bone in my body break and reform, so from the crashed car to where I am now, I maintain my human form.The wetness smearing between my toes as my step finds damp, decayed leaves feel gross—it didn’t rain yesterday, so only the Goddess knows what the source of the slime is. Still, I have no time to cringe; rather, the exhaustion burning through my flesh doesn’t give me the time to.The tear of my sundress sounds in the air, followed closely by the breaking of weak branches as I navigate the narrow space in the evening’s darkness.A dull throb slices through my thigh just as I make it to the other side of the thicket.“No…No!”I whisper
The wedding was beautiful, cold but beautiful. As the king and Queen of Ketria recited their vows, light snow fell in the mountains, matching the warmth of the sun perfectly.An event with less than forty people: I truly am lucky I met the queen at her somewhat lowest. This way, I can brag that we are friends, or at least close enough that I am her bridesmaid.I wonder if the friendship we have is real.I hate myself for standing in a bridesmaid’s gown filled only with envy.By this time next year, I die in the woods alone, but she has a second child with her mate, the Lycan. How can I not be jealous?Still, why can’t I remember the scent that hung in the air as I was dying?‘You should know better than anyone else the answer to that question.’Simon’s words ring in my mind.If I can find the source of the scent, I’ll have my killer and the reason for my death.At what point does Simon become my driver?The ceremony ends with my mind away. I only realise this as I watch the bride and
Adrian Muaas KnoxThe startling deep redness of her gaze was one he never anticipated. To say he hated their intensity would be an understatement: Ruby was nothing like he expected or wanted her to be.She had been in his car, in his space and around his men, so where in the hell did she get the courage to test him?“You sure you are okay?”His Beta Leon asked from across him for the third time since they had settled in the set-up tents.It was night now, but the ceremony was still in full swing—loud music, dancing and all.“Fine.”He stated briefly before lifting his favourite whisky to his lips.“So…did you meet her?”He knew who his beta was referring to, but he wasn’t in the mood to discuss her.“You think I want to waste my breath describing a Clive?”“Technically, a ‘Knox’ once you get married.”“No. She will keep her name.”He wanted to add that he didn’t need her soiling his, but those are not words an engaged man should utter about his partner.“Brr, are you going to be this