*TW: Blood/Gore.*
☽☽☽MIKAEL'S POV☾☾☾
"Ah, Cascione." I ignore the tall Italian's question as I hop down from the counter. "It's been a while."
"Yes," he agrees as his attention volleys side to side, noting the state of his patrons. His forehead furrows at the still dead that has parted the sea of bodies like a curse, but he straightens his frown out almost immediately and wears a coy simper on his face. "It's been a while since you last terrorized my club."
"That was not my fault." I shrug before grabbing a pitcher of alcoholic concoction that my hand first touches. The bartender had long escaped from my reach, but at the very least, he left something salutary behind. Cool and refreshing, yet without missing its potency mark. I settle it as a delicate drink. "You did not teach your peo
☾☾☾ SASKIA'S POV ☽☽☽ Red lights gawk at me in the darkness, their glows unblinking. It's 2 am, but I haven't slept a wink, and I'm not sure why. Usually, I don't have problems fitting in, even in a new time zone. Being this restless is no norm for me, expressly when Kansas City is merely an hour ahead of Edmonton. Sitting up in bed, I stretch out my arms and let out a whale-sized yawn. I note that I'm not as tired as I previously wagered to be. It has to be the thrill from the past day still ringing in my bones, keeping me up. The peppermint tea Maggie made me in the evening, which I welcomed with glee, was expert at soothing me. It'd sluggishly permuted my nerves into mush. If only I could, at this moment, get her to bring me the serum that demonstrated a capability of hushing my deepest anxieties. I can't, of course. It's mi
☾☾☾SASKIA'S POV☽☽☽In all my right and wrong mind, I did not want to let go of Sage or, from a more angering perspective, give in to my father. My love for him made me willing to give up all the privileges I had.We would leave the pack if we needed to. I'd travelled around America and knew I could hold my ground plus do what was required to survive. I did not need to be babied or coddled.Sage did not believe me. He was ready to cut me off in lesser than the blink of an eye. His reasoning was that I belonged in Westardum. I was Princess of the Western Territories, and there was no chance he'd rip me from my stead, taking away what belonged to me.He clearly forgot that it was supposed to be a joint decision. He could not call all the shots and then leave me in the dark, mopi
☾☾☾SASKIA'S POV☽☽☽I scoff disbelievingly, gripping the cool metal with hands washed white from my terror vice-clamp. "It won't be a toy when I put a hole through you.""And you should believe your husband when he says that your bullets will not do much damage.""My husband?"Huh?It takes a moment before his words register, and my eyes almost desert their sockets. "Oh my goddess! Mikael? Is that you?""I take that you have only one husband, Luna. Or might you have important truths you'd fain to share with me?""No... of course not." I barely fall short of stammering. My head is heavy with confused thoughts. It's a chore to breathe.
☾☾☾ SASKIA'S POV ☽☽☽ Irritation burns in my chest at his assertion. "I am nobody's." "You do not make the rules,a mhuirnín. And need I remind you that respect is demanded of you when you're to speak to me?" I tilt the corner of my lips upward as I scoff. "You've said that only too many times." "Do not play smart with me, Luna." He says coolly. "You've heaped coals in the fire you've thrown yourself in with your discourteous attitude and rude insolence. I promised you'd gain a fair share of your punishments, did I not?" "You're blowing everything out of proportion." I pull on my arm, struggling to break open his clasp. "I haven't be
☽☽☽MIKAEL'S POV☾☾☾Her arousal.It permeates the air. Each unit I drag in is infused with her scent. Every molecule is saturated with her redolence. I'm intoxicated by her fume. It's enthralling. I revel in the way her channel clamps around my finger. It nearly drives me mad.My grunt roughens as I hold back from inserting an additional digit. It's not time to up her pleasure, but her slow twisting against my arm makes me want to bend her over and pound into her without mercy.She's so tight it's torture. I increase my pace, soaking up her moans of praise. I growl, nibbling at her soft lobe, then licking a trail down her neck to her collarbone. She clenches around me in response. I swallow a roar trundling up from my chest, and settle for pushing in a second finger. And a third.I perceive her discomfort as she winces in pain, and I shift to fit in the narrow passage. She milks around me with each pump in her. "I didn't hear you, leannán," I whisper gravely into her ears, my cock pu
☽☽☽MIKAEL'S POV☾☾☾ A thick brow slants up at his announcement. It's essentially implausible that he's right. But it could be... "How did you figure this out?" "By my search, Alpha." He slicks his dark-brown hair to his head, sable eyes cryptic and obscure. "After our talk over the line, I was inclined to plough through the Arkennan fields, where I combed out details I believed were being held out from us." "A smart choice," I commend him despite his disobedience of my orders. It was for the greater good, which is his saving grace, as otherwise, it would be deliberate insolence. "They did not know of your trespassing on their grounds?" "Not at all. If so, I would have been apprehended, and I did strive to be invisible to their watch." "What did you find?" "The leaders of the pack were gone. All the elders were missing, as well as a good number of the higher-ranking officials. The administration of the pack was in chaos as the responsibilities of the government were abandoned."
☾☾☾ SASKIA'S POV ☽☽☽ I have chosen to forget what Mikael did. This doesn't mean I've forgiven him. It simply entails that I will not relive that moment again in my memories. If I make the mistake of doing so, I know I won't focus on how he foiled my orgasm but on the pleasure he'd brought me prior to. The problem with that is I'll obliviate his misdeed. And I don't want to afford that, especially since it's impossible to deny the effect he has on me. Throughout the night, sparks darted up and down my body repeatedly, hindering me from getting any sleep. It so happens that I have no need for my phone alarm's blaring tune as I'm already out of bed by the time it rings by thirty minutes after six. I turn the murderous rhythm off and pull my hair into a ponytail. I'd like to lie in bed and enjoy the early morning's serenity, but I want to get in a quick run before facing the duties I'll no doubt have as new Luna. It'll also be better for me to familiarise myself with the pack as soo
☾☾☾ SASKIA'S POV ☽☽☽ Locating a ceramic bowl, I fill it with water from the faucet. I wait a few seconds to check if it leaks, then dump the cheerful blossoms into it. "I do act like one. You should be more respectful of my manhood, Luna." "Whatever." I flick off his complaint as I glide into the dining room. "By the way, where were you taken yesterday?" I inquire about his absence since I saw him last when Mikael crashed in on us like a dark lord on a unicorn looking for trouble. He'd been with the cashier that ratted us out, but I'd seen neither of them afterwards. "Nowhere specific. I was interrogated and tested in a building for recruits. Had to go through all the routines and expected measures necessary for a werewolf to join a new pack. Currently, I'm on probation." I frown at this as the word in relation to the world of werewolves is foreign to my ears and understanding. "What do you mean by probation?" "Yeah, I forgot to elaborate. The rules are somewhat different here