Who Are You

I feel myself waking up, but I can hear these hushed types of whispers. I try and keep my heart rate steady and pretend I’m still sleeping, I need to try and gather my thoughts about what exactly happened and how I ended up passed out.

The events of yesterday start to come crashing down on me and Lucien’s face fills my mind and I want to cower away, there is something about him that scares me slightly and the threats he made I know he will be true to his word and use and abuse me.

I hear the hushed whispers stop and I have a feeling whoever is here with me knows I’m awake now. I don’t want to open my eyes and face whoever is here, what if Lucien somehow found me and caught me? I try and calm my thoughts but nothing is working I feel the rise and fall of my chest and my breaths come out in my pants, my eyes fly open and I shoot upright into a sitting position.

It takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust but my breathing is making me lose focus on what’s around me, It isn’t until I hear the most delicious calming noise that makes me instantly relaxed and it’s like I was never even having a panic attack.

I close my eyes to savour the noise and then open my eyes again, There are three men standing before me all with worried expressions etched into their beautiful faces.

When I say beautiful they are fucking drop-dead gorgeous, god-like even and the one in the middle is packed with muscle covered in tattoos had the most captivating light blue eyes with a sharp jawline his hair is styled nicely long light blonde hair gelled back with all underneath shaved down to the reveal smooth skin.

I see tattoos peaking out of his button-up shirt even his hands are covered and something about that is starting to make my pussy throb in a way its never done before, I make eye contact with the next man standing to the left he is just as fucking sexy as the first but something is dark about him he has this dark vibe going on, he has dark brown eyes almost black with a chiselled face same kind of hairstyle as the man in the middle but his hair is dark brown going on black, with short facial hair but a longish goatee, Muscles for days and wearing a button up shirt and tight dress pants, covered in tattoos as well, I move onto the next ma and he is standing to the right of the others, he has more of a baby face but sinfully sexy nonetheless with his soft hazel green eyes short cut hair that’s still slightly styled but has that messy look to it, high cheekbones neck tattoos I can see running up the side of his head and again packed with muscle.

All of them are dressed immaculately all of them are packed with muscle and look ready to kill, but the way they are looking at me isn’t like they are going to kill me, it's like they want to devour me. I feel my thighs become slick with arousal and judging by their eyes that are now pitch black they can smell it too.

My body for some reason is telling me to please them and I have no control over the pheromones I am letting off, What the hell is happening to me I think to myself.

I jump off the bed and sit with my head bowed I go into a submissive mode which is what I have been taught it was practically drilled into my head from the time I could walk, I don’t look up I just stare at the floor and wait for them to give me some sort of instructions. But I am met with only silence. My hair is covering my face forming a curtain so I can’t even try and steal a peek at them to see their reactions, I suddenly hear footsteps and then I see a pair of really expensive-looking shoes right in front of me.

The man crouches down and places his finger under my chin in a very gentle way and the sparks I’m getting from this small amount of contact are making me want to moan out in pleasure, but I try and suppress it which causes a whimper to come out. As he brings my face forward and we lock eyes I can’t help but shudder those sexy fucking eyes that are still pitch black feel like they are staring into my soul, it takes all my self-respect and strength to not start rubbing myself all over him, What the fuck Carina I think to myself this isn’t like me to have these types of thoughts.

The man must see me having an internal debate with myself so he starts to do that purring thing again and I feel myself turn to jelly and I lean into his touch. He gives me a panty-dropping smile and looks over his shoulder to the others and they all seem to smile, they are clearly all mind-linking each other because they all keep looking at me and back to the god-like man in front of me.

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“What’s your name little one?” Oh my god, his voice is sinful and husky and it does things to my insides but I suck in a sharp breath and answer his question, “Carina sir” his eyebrows shoot up and he seems shocked all of a sudden so I quickly drop my eyes to the floor again.

Fuck I don’t know where I am or who these men are, or even what they have planned for me. the other two men are still standing in the same spots and they both talk in unison “What pack are you from Carina? We know you are a wolf but there is something not quite right.” What? I blurt out and then quickly realise what I did and again drop my head in a bow and apologise.

“I’m from Crimson Hounds Pack sir” The intake of breath I hear tells me they have heard of my pack and the growls I can hear tell me they aren’t fond of how things are run there, my pack is so backwards compared to other packs.

One of the men huffs out a frustrated sigh and walks over to me he picks me up off the floor like I weigh nothing and sits me on his lap, I try and wiggle free but he just holds me tighter against his body.

I feel my pulse quicken and I hear him take in a lung full of my scent, he leans in and whispers “You smell fucking amazing” The praise makes something in me stir and I have this sudden urge again to rub myself all over these men, it’s crazy I don’t even know them and for all, I know they could be stalling for time to take me back to Lucien.

“Tell us Carina, how old are you?” I'm 20 sir I reply. “I think that’s enough with you calling us sir, It doesn’t suit you to be calling anyone sir he says with disgust dripping from his tone, I shudder and how authoritative his voice comes out. I try and discreetly rub my thighs together The pressure building inside me is going to explode being around these men is doing something to me to my body, maybe if I could feel my wolf I would have some idea.

“Tell us, Carina, are you of importance in your pack? Will people notice you missing?” I could lie to them and make out I am a nobody, but if word has spread of my disappearance then I’m fucked either way,

I tell them the truth because something tells me these guys don’t mess around and if they want answers that’s exactly what they get, I am the daughter of Alpha Magnus and Luna Celeste. They all curse in unison, and this makes me wonder what’s in store for me now they know who my parents are.

“Why won’t you talk to us, Carina?” I’m not sure who asks that as I have my eyes glued to the floor while being held in place on the lap of the other.

“I am only allowed to speak when given permission” Someone clicks their tongue and then I feel hands come up and force my neck back to look upward and when I do I make contact with those light blue eyes his scent surrounds me and I move forward on my own accord and then freeze when I realise I have my head in the crock of his neck, but he doesn’t seem to care in fact he looks pleased with what I am doing to him, they look happy about my actions. “I am so sorry, I don’t know what the hell is going on with me at the moment it’s like I have no control and I have no idea why I am doing these things I am not normally like this” 

“Don’t apologies little one, your body knows what it wants and what it needs, it’s a shame that we cannot communicate with your wolf though, you should have shifted by now” This is always a touching subject for me I always get my back up a bit when it comes to being told about shifting and not thinking clearly I snap at them.

“well it isn’t my fault I haven’t shifter, the rules state we are to wait for our mate and then we wait to be commanded to shift, the rules are bullshit but here I am fucking wolf less and having weird body reactions to all three of you. and I don’t even know your names.” they all stare at me and then throw their heads back and laugh at me, that pisses me off and seems to clear some of this lust that’s clouding my judgment, while they are all still laughing I manage to elbow the one holding me in his lap and lunge for what I’m hoping is the exit but just as I make it to the handle I am throw backwards and land with a thud on the lounge all there of them crowd me with eyes as black as night and there canines have started to protrude, they look more animal than man right now, even slightly dripping saliva onto me, The deep growl the rumbles from there chests has me shivering with fear and excitement I try and scoot back on the lounge but they grab my legs and drag me down so I am directly underneath them, my dress has ridden up and is exposing my bare legs and a thin scrap of lace covers my pussy which is starting to throb again

You want to know our names Carina the one that is always in the middle asks me, Yes i manage to say, I am Luca this is Enzo and that is Alessio, i try and rack my brain those names i have heard briefly before but cannot for the life of me remember where, We are The Dons of The Rabidfang Nightstalkers and you little one are OURS. Holy shit I think to myself what the actual fuck have I gotten myself into. This might be so much worse then what Lucien had in store for me.