Damien's POV "What the fuck have we walked in on! And who the fuck is this cunt?" I growled, watching hands that were not mine trail over Red's skin, skin I had been kissing and enjoying just hours ago. I could smell Jason; he was close! I could hear the moans of a woman besides Abigail! Under any other circumstances I would commend his creativity! "A dead cunt, when I get free!" Ares fumed, his words bouncing off the walls of my mind fiercely. His anger was a dangerous concoction of jealousy and pain! The prick, touching what was ours and the fact SHE was allowing it was destroying him! "Don't you think if I COULD kill him, I FUCKING WOULD OF BY NOW!" I roared at my half-wit beast, who was retreating to the back of my mind, stalking back and forth impatiently! "Do you seriously think I would willingly be standing here, frozen in place like a fucking ponce, watching some cunt slam his dick inside my woman? While SHE enjoys every thrust of his skinny fucking hips!" I seethed,
Damien's POV "YOU brought this on her!" This sadistic scum snarled, taking a step closer to me as I stepped further away and closer to Red, instinctively wanting to protect her. "Personal fucking space!" I growled, rooting my feet to the floor as he closed the jap between us, making Ares bounce inside my head anxiously. "Given what we have just witnessed, I think it's safe to say boundaries are something this jackass does not grasp!" Ares mumbled inside my head, his tone laced with defeat. "You thought you could come and play with the big boys!" He continued in his thick English accent, ignoring my comment, stepping so close I could smell the mint of his toothpaste mixed with bourbon. "What don't you like how we play?" he laughed, shaking his head. "I thought this would have been enough to educate you on the fact that YOU are nothing compared to me! Nothing! Why don't you run home back to Daddy, kid!" He fumed, his tone eerily calm, sending a deadly chill down my spine.
Unknown POV Having conducted my business with the Alphas son and his whore, confident I had found a way to put an end to his little infatuation with my Queen and put an end to one side of this messy triangle she found herself in, I debated my options. Go home or crush the hopes of one more wolf! Ultimately the cocky shit needed a reminder of where his place was exactly! Below me! He is about to learn a hard lesson in what happens to those who piss me off; he will respect me when I am done with him- I guarantee it! Appearing in the dark corners of my queen's room, instantly regretting my decision seeing the squaller around her, anger rising in my gut, knowing she had chosen this life over a future with me! I observed for a moment, keeping my presence and magic hidden; I simply watched the exchange between them, seething at how easily she was affectionate with the weakling she had her legs wrapped around; I don't think she had ever been so carefree and natural around me. N
Unknown POV I moved up off the chair and lay next to Abigail on the bed, braving the filth of the bed! Looking up at the wolf, a flash of amusement in both our eyes. "She can't see me! Don't worry, little demon! I am not ready for her to know about me yet!" I winked as I let my tongue rasp over her sweat-slick breasts. My hand slipped down to rub her clit, coaxing a deep moan from her. Her thoughts travelled to earlier this evening when she had started this whole chain of events off by letting Damien claim her virginity and giving herself to him- freely! "She was a virgin tonight?" I asked Damien, allowing him to communicate with me for now. "Yes." He answered, trying to keep the pain from his voice, but it wasn't lost on me. I could smell it as well as hear it! "And you are sure?" I asked as Ares pounded in her, his hand gripping her hips bruisingly tight, making her groan in ecstasy. The darkness in her, which she tried so hard to deny, liked the pain! "Yes, undoubtedly
Jason's POV "I don't understand.." I uttered, looking down at Kayla, who lay below me, my eyes drawn to the slender curves of her neck, mortified seeing that her once pristine skin now proudly bore a mate's mark- My mark! Catching the trauma on her face, I knew she was picking up on my regret and anger. "Wait, she can only sense my feelings if..." I mused inwardly, looking down at where her fingers trailed the same spot on my neck; I winced, spotting a mark of my own, bruised and angry but nonetheless imprinted on my skin. "Fuck." I seethed; instant guilt washed over me, seeing the pain sweep over my apparent mate's face. "Sorry, darling- I am just..." "Confused; yeah, you said that!" She snapped, pushing me onto my side and off her. Laying back on the wet grass, I looked up at the starry night, my head finally clear of the purple haze it had been ensnared in. "How? You don't have a wolf?" I puffed, ignoring her comment as the reality of the situation dawned on me. Kayl
Damien's POV It's a fucking good thing I don't need sleep to function because there was no way I would be settling tonight after watching the fateful events of the night unfold, still unable to get the images of my girl impaled on demonic cock, a demon cock that was not mine. Stalking back and forth, my eyes constantly assessing for invisible threats lurking in the darkness. This English ponce's immense power had me restless and agitated, never knowing when the next hit would come or what the fuck it could be. Finally, sitting down on the edge of the bed, hoping the dip of the mattress under my weight wouldn't wake my sleeping beauty. Tenderly I pulled the sheets over Red's bare shoulders, seeing her shiver. Her body instinctively leaned into my touch, had me grinning like a love-sick kid; tucking a stray wild hair behind her ear, I felt nauseated seeing something as pure as Red treated the way she had been tonight! "How adorable." Closing my eyes momentarily, I sucked dow
Jason's POV "Archer?" I asked, feeling my wolf's unease; he, like me, was torn. "What are you thinking, buddy?" I nodded as I looked at Kayla, knowing that if we stalled much longer, she would see that we were struggling with this decision, which was not what I wanted for her. But this decision would affect the rest of my life and future pack. It had to be right! The mate bond was for life, or at least it was meant to be. Those who were rejected were never entirely whole again. I didn't want that for Kayla, and I definitely didn't want that for Archer. With a heavy sigh, I felt Archer slump out of his pit, looking through my eyes at Kayla, drinking in her delicate form; I could feel his lust as her eyes filled with the gold of her wolf. "I don't think we have a choice, you might not remember, but I do. Accept her!" He said finally, the sorrow in his voice was unmistakable. He hated the idea of losing Abigail, but the excitement that surged through him at the thought of seeing
Jason's POV Seeing her eyes glow a soft gold, I grinned mischievously, moving my hands up the slender planes of her back. Pulling at her t-shirt and lifting it over her head, I threw it on the grass with a satisfied wink at my new mate. My eyes stalked her magnificent figure drinking in her beauty while my fingers trailed down over her small breasts, rolling her tight nipples in my fingers, loving the sound of her pleasurable moans as she removed the rest of her clothes. "I think we should ban clothes from now on." I flirted, kicking them aside and out of her reach, wiggling my brows at her and slapping her petite ass; I grinned at her playful squeal as she turned to look at me; her hand on her hip, she shook her head, rubbing her ass with the other hand, a pout playing on her lips as I took a seat on the rocks by the water's edge watching her with a chuckle. "Fine, but you can explain to my father why I am sitting at breakfast naked, mate." She moaned as she sauntered towards