Nathalia’s POV As we awaken from our slumber, we stretch and let out a big yawn. Suddenly, the sweet scent of rain hits us like a powerful force, enveloping us in its warm embrace. The aroma is so intoxicating that we can't help but yearn to indulge in the joy of rolling around in the rain for an eternity. However, we are reminded that our beloved mate must have returned and is most likely sleeping on the bed. With a slight whine, we reluctantly crawl out from under the bed, only to discover that the bedroom door is closed, preventing our escape. We carefully make our way back to the bed, captivated by the sight of our mate. He exudes an undeniable handsomeness, with his tall stature commanding attention. His sun-kissed skin adorned with intricate tattoos adds an air of mystery, while his slight beard growth further enhances his rugged charm. Filled with anticipation, we inch closer to the bed, delicately pawing at him in an attempt to rouse him from his slumber. Our ultimate goal i
Marcellus’s POV Suddenly, I am awakened by a gentle tap on my shoulder and a soft whimper. As I slowly open my tired eyes, I am met with the intense gaze of our loyal companion, who seems to be communicating a sense of urgency through her body language. She takes a step back and settles on the floor, her eyes darting between me and the closed door. It suddenly dawns on me that in my exhaustion, I had forgotten to leave the door open for her, in case she needed to go outside. With great caution, I carefully rise from my position, making sure not to startle her. I glance at the clock and realize that only an hour has passed since I last closed my eyes. Determined to rectify my oversight, I make my way towards the door, being mindful of not disturbing her further. As I open the door, I do so with a sense of grace, allowing her to exit and attend to her needs. Once she swiftly departs through the doorway, I return to my resting place, grateful for the opportunity to correct my mistake a
Nathalia’s POV The following morning, the sweet melodies of birds singing greeted us as we slowly awakened. We stretched our tired bodies and let out a contented yawn, feeling a surge of renewed energy coursing through us. As I lay there, my mind couldn't help but wander to the profound impact Spartacus had made on my life. He was the fourth person who had ever provided me with a sense of safety and love, and I cherished him deeply every single day. However, despite the immense gratitude I felt towards him, I still found myself grappling with the concept of physical intimacy. Even with Spartacus lying beside me, a flicker of apprehension danced within me. What if I unintentionally caused him harm? What if I couldn't handle the sensation of his warm skin against mine? I was well aware that these thoughts were unfounded and irrational, yet they persisted in the recesses of my mind, casting a shadow over my newfound happiness. Eventually, Spartacus stirred and turned to face me before s
Marcellus’s POV As our mate gradually wakes up and elegantly stretches, her delicate motion stirred me from my sleep. I couldn't resist the surge of affection that enveloped me as she nestled back down, her body connecting with ours. In that precious instant, as we lay here united, even in our wolf state, a profound sense of serenity washed over us. The fact that our mate didn't respond with fear or panic was an extraordinary accomplishment, a testament to the trust and bond we had built. As I shifted back into my human form and smiled while I rubbed my nose against her face. “Good morning,” I whispered. As she said, it back, with a smile. I couldn’t help but stay here for a bit longer before we had to get up and call a pack meeting before my trip to town. Nothing like feeling you mate up against me all relaxed instead of terrified. ‘Mate is finally becoming comfortable around us.” Spartacus yips. As soon as Aneira exits the room, I swiftly rise from my bed and seamlessly transit
Nathalia’s POV 'We should go for a run before everyone gets done with training,” Aneira sighs. 'That sounds like a fantastic plan, hopefully we can find a lake or something to lie by for a little while,' I suggest. Upon our return to the cabin, I swiftly discard my garments onto the porch, preparing for the imminent transformation that awaits. As Aneira takes control, we waste no time in leaving the pack house and cabin behind, our white fur billowing in the wind, embracing the sensation as if it were a gentle caress. Filled with an overwhelming sense of exhilaration, we release a joyous howl, propelling ourselves forward with even greater velocity. Our senses become heightened, and we eagerly inhale the surrounding air, searching for any trace of water, our anticipation growing with each passing moment. Continuing on our journey, our ears are suddenly filled with the piercing sound of howls resonating through the atmosphere, causing us to abruptly halt in our tracks, captivated by
Marcellus’s POV “Let's start in human form. Starting in human form is essential for their training. It is crucial for them to be proficient in both forms, as it is imperative that they are able to shift into a wolf when necessary. However, even if they are unable to shift, they must still possess the skills and strength to hold their ground and face any challenges that come their way. This comprehensive training ensures that they are well-prepared and capable of handling any situation that may arise.” I suggest. Let's consider confrontation with a close-quarters combat approach. As it is crucial to acknowledge that relying solely on weapons may not always be a feasible option. By engaging in hand-to-hand combat, we can ensure preparedness for situations where access to weapons might be limited or non-existent. This approach emphasizes the importance of honing our physical skills and techniques. By embracing hand-to-hand combat as a foundation for self-defense; we can enhance our ov
Nathalia’s POV The tranquility of the room is shattered by a sudden eruption of noise, causing my heart to leap in my chest. The cacophony of loud voices and the forceful slamming of doors jolts me awake from my peaceful slumber. In an instant, my body is flooded with adrenaline as I am thrust into a state of heightened alertness. The sheer intensity of the moment reaches its climax; when a blood-curdling scream escapes my lips, reverberating through the air and sending shivers down my spine. As the echoes of my terror subside, I become acutely aware of the violent opening of the door to the room where I am held captive. The door swings open with a forceful momentum, amplifying the chaos that engulfs me and intensifying the fear that courses through my veins. ‘Aneira are you back yet!’ I whine. ‘I’m here, but I'm just waking up from whatever Sir used.’ Aneira yawns. ‘Now that I am awake, though, our heat is going to be coming. So we need to find a way to escape before it hits.’
Marcellus’s POV As we made our way towards the mating cabin where our little mate is being held captive. A captivating aroma filled the air, instantly captivating my senses with its alluring sweetness. The scent was so tantalizing that it awakened a deep desire within me, intensifying the urgency and determination to rescue our mate. A low growl escaped my lips, resonating from the depths of my chest, as we propelled ourselves forward with a renewed sense of purpose. We quickened our pace, covering the distance from the east in a matter of mere minutes. Approaching the cabin, my sharp eyes scanned the surroundings. Revealing the presence of approximately ten formidable warriors. They encircled the cabin, their stances poised and ready for any imminent assault. The sight only fueled our determination further. Knowing that we would have to face these formidable opponents in order to free our mate from captivity. ‘Mate is in there and in pain!’ Spartacus growls. ‘I believe she is