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Miatta I saw him stumble. It was just a slight incident, so little that I thought it had been my eyes playing tricks on me. Perhaps my unsettled nerves had gotten the best of me but at that moment, I was sure of what I had seen. Ryker was whispering in his ear, presumably encouraging him and I wished I could be at his side as well. I wanted to hold him and reassure him that he was going to do great but alas, I was still a slave in the eyes of onlookers. Doing such a thing would draw the kind of attention I didn't need. Hanjo on the other hand, bounced from one foot to the other, impatient to begin. His Alpha was done speaking to him and was seated in the booth prepared for visitors. He had a smug smirk on his face like his champion had won even before the match began. Yvette was not allowed to speak to him and he had no interest in interacting with her either. My mind raced back to my home in Black Fur Pack, a pack I had sacrificed my freedom to save. Tears stung my eyes due to the
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Miatta I sat crosslegged in wonder, surprised that my plan had worked. Ryker had tagged me crazy but I was desperate to save my mate through any means possible. Therefore, I had decided to try something I could recall my mother talking about. She had been at her weaving looking, making me a new dress that I wasn't planning on wearing. I preferred wearing buckskin trousers like my brothers, Franco and Valerian. They were easy to run in and a dress was a lot to handle. “Mates are for life, dearest. Once you find yours, you will be very happy and you will feel fulfilled,” she had said to me, smiling brightly. I remember rolling my eyes in exasperation. Everything was roses and sunshine to my mom. “Why bother finding a mate? Love makes you weak anyways.” I was not the lovey-dovey type, affected by the cynical attitude rubbed off on me by my brothers’ friends. They were more interested in chasing she-wolves in heat than looking for their mates. “No, my dearest. Love makes you strong a
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Miatta He was victorious, weak, yes but victorious at the very end. Everyone knew that the end justified the means and my Lucas had emerged the victor. I caught Beta Logan’s surprised look, mouth agape in disbelief. Even the Lycan King was on his feet to make sure it was indeed his son standing. Obviously, no one had expected the prince to win the match that he had been outmatched from the very beginning. However, it was Hanjo lying lifeless on the ground, not my brave mate. He had regained control of his senses just in time and whatever had hampered his strength had been no match for his determination to win. I had merely bought him the time he needed by guiding his steps until he was able to do it himself. Ryker was at his side almost immediately and I took off in the direction of the wrestlers’ camp. Hanjo’s lifeless carcass was carted off the grounds. When I parted the curtains, I was drawn to where he lay, breathing heavily and with a little difficulty. He was on his back, Ryke
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Lucas When I opened my eyes, I found Ryker and Miatta looking down at me with relieved smiles on their faces. Athena's countenance could not exactly be described as joy but she looked a bit relieved as well. Miatta was a breath of fresh air. Thank the Goddess, she mentally communicated, tears in her eyes. Come to me, I beckoned to her, aching for her touch. She drew nearer, kneeling beside me that but for the bitter potion on my tongue, I would have kissed her till she was breathless. I tried to sit up but there was a resident pain in my gut. Athena noticed my discomfort and ordered me to remain horizontal. “The potion is moving around your body, seeking for the poison you consumed. You must be more careful, Lucas. Not everyone is comfortable with the idea of you being the next Lycan King.” She was right though; everyone had enemies and the higher one went, the more enemies one accumulated. I had been poisoned just before my fight to hamper my abilities and to possibly help Han
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Lucas She glanced behind her back at me, smiling sheepishly. Slowly, she walked back to me, my heart rate doubling in reaction to her proximity. “You romantic fool!” she scolded, laughing at me. “I don't deserve such beautiful words.” She crawled on me, causing me to tremble in anticipation although my body was not strong enough for me to do anything about the erection between my thighs. “You deserve a lot more than words. I wish I could show you how grateful I am,” I purred when she grazed her teeth along the column of my throat. My life and death was in her soft hands and she was in charge, at least for that night. When I couldn't bear it anymore, I adjusted my legs, offering her my body to entertain herself with. “Touch me, Miatta. In the name of the Goddess, please touch me. I have wanted you all day and now, I can't do much,” I bemoaned, feeling her warm weight pressing down on me. She smirked, her lips against my cheek and ground down directly on my groin. Letting out a deep
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Miatta After my bath with Lucas, I began to give more thought to returning home. I loved Lucas truly but I loved my family first. They meant the world to me and I had to see them again even if it was for the last time. Lucas was uncharacteristically quiet, giving me more time to ponder my plans. “What do you think about Beta Logan?” he suddenly asked, taking me by surprise. I didn't know why he was asking me about the sneaky lycan and so, I was unsure of what answer to give him. Personally, Beta Logan made me uncomfortable in my own skin but I couldn't tell Lucas that because it would lead to him asking more questions. “I think he is very loyal to your father.” With my back to him, I heard rather than saw Lucas approach me from behind. He tugged on my arm, pulling me onto a stool. I didn't resist him, going along with whatever he wanted. He pinched the bridge of his nose, meditating on whatever he was about to say. “Cut the crap, Miatta. I asked you what you think of him as he i
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Mood SwingsMiatta “You bathed the Lycan Prince?” Ramona exclaimed, her eyes large in wonder. I grimaced, attempting a shy smile while Addy burst into laughter. “Well, he didn't give me a choice!” I retorted, wanting to defend myself. They were on garden duty but I sat with Addy, reminiscing the past events of the week. They were on garden duty but I was in a shade, discussing with Addy from there. Ramona chopped unevenly at the flowers, reminding me of the first time I had done the job. Lucas had come to my aid but then, he had been Luke to me. Subconsciously, a smile grew on my lips, my protest forgotten. “Someone is thinking of someone special,” Addy teased, using her shears skillfully like they were an extension of her arms. She was just so capable at everything, the shifter version of perfection. She juggled her brows at me, not losing sight of the shrub she was trimming. When I nodded in Ramona's direction, she twisted her neck at her understudy and gasped in horror. “Ramona
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Miatta My visiting hour was up and I escorted Addy and her group back to the dark room. She pulled me in for a final hug and whispered shortly in my ear: “Do not forget your promise to me.” She had asked for my word and I had given it selflessly. Addy had never asked anything of me in the past and now that she had, I didn't want to let her down. Ramona was coming with me by nightfall. There was to be a wolf run and during that period, every shifter was free to do what he pleased, slave or freeborn. Many found their mates on the day of the Moon Festival while others just mingled sexually for the fun of it, a one-night only orgy. It was at that time when everyone was distracted that I planned to leave with Ramona. On my way back, shadows had fallen along my path, protecting me from the harsh sunlight. The weather was not hot however as chilly winds clashed with each other. Goosebumps were aligned on my upper arm and I rubbed my relatively warm palms along them. I mentally made plan
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