Alpha Draxler, observing the unfolding scene with a predatory gaze, exuded an air of unwavering confidence. "Don't die trying to keep up with me," he sneered, his words a taunt that echoed through the charged atmosphere.In that crucial moment, Jake seized the opportunity to alter the course of the confrontation. With a swift motion, he threw the smoke bomb onto the floor. The metallic canister erupted in a hiss of smoke, creating a temporary shroud that veiled our movements from Draxler's keen eyes.The battlefield transformed into a surreal dreamscape, the smoke billowing and swirling like ethereal tendrils. It became our cloak, our shield against the impending onslaught. The opaque haze obscured the boundaries between adversaries, blurring the lines of power and vulnerability.As the smoke curled and diffused the room, we seized the chance to break free from Alpha Draxler's immediate grasp. With urgency coursing through our veins, we sprinted toward the basement, where the concealed
*Fernanda's POV*After a moment of silent introspection in the quiet corner, the controlled chaos of our hideout continued around me. The moon's gentle glow illuminated the room through a nearby window, creating a serene backdrop to my thoughts. In that stillness, a connection to the celestial forces beyond our control sparked an instinctive reaction. Subconsciously, I began to pray, my words a whispered plea to the moon goddess for the protection of Sergio and Jake, who fought on our behalf.As I uttered my silent prayers, the moon's soft radiance seemed to infuse the room with a calming energy. The controlled chaos around me dimmed, and for a brief moment, a sense of serenity prevailed. The moon, an ancient witness to countless stories, became my confidante in this clandestine chapter of our lives.However, as the minutes ticked by, the quietude of my contemplation began to feel like an eternity. The silence became pregnant with anticipation, each passing second heightening the gravi
With a gentle thud, we laid Sergio on the bed, a space where both he and I were going to lay as mates. Kate, understanding the gravity of the moment, left me to tend to Sergio's care as she exited the room. The door closed behind her, enveloping us in a cocoon of privacy.Alone with Sergio, I couldn't ignore the subtle vulnerability that lingered in the room. The hushed whispers of the clandestine world seemed to retreat, leaving behind an intimate space charged with unspoken emotions. My fingers traced the contours of Sergio's face, a tender gesture that transcended the chaos we often found ourselves entangled in.Curling up beside him, I nestled into the crook of his arm. The warmth of his body offered solace, and I rested my head on his muscular chest, the rhythmic beat of his heart a reassuring lullaby.As time passed in the silence, Sergio's temperature seemed to spike unexpectedly. His body, once cooled by Sarah's healing touch, now radiated an unsettling heat. Concern crept into
My head began spinning. All my fantasies about Sergio were on the verge of coming true. I walked over to the bed in a daze and he shuffled away, making room for me next to him. The sheet slips, exposing more of his naked skin, but his groin remains tantalizingly covered.Without saying a word, I climbed onto the bed and lay on my side facing him. Sergio reached out and touched my face gently, then his hand moved around to the back of my head and he pulled me into a deep french kiss.His breath was sweet, his lips soft. At first the kiss was tentative, exploratory. When I responded by slipping my tongue into his mouth, it ignited something within him. Now the kiss was hungry and desperate. He shifted position, moving over to me, careful enough not to reopen his wounds, and I settled onto my back, wrapping my arms around him. I could feel his strong muscles moving under his skin.When the kiss finally broke he raised himself up to look down at me, his eyes boring into mine. Then he glan
“Please, put it back in,” I begged him, desperate to feel him inside me again.Sergio clutches my buttocks in his strong hands and squeezes them, spreading my butt apart and exposing my pussy. I feel him shift, feel his prick sliding down my ass crack, then feel his knob against my lips as he angles himself for re-entry.With a forceful thrust he buries himself deep in my pussy and I moaned into the pillow. His arms are straight, his legs spread with his knees on either side of mine, his pubic bone slapping against my bottom as he banged me in flat-doggy position.“Harder… do it harder,” I commanded. I wanted him to dedicate every last drop of his energy towards fucking me.“Fernanda, you’re so fucking hot,” he gasps, slamming himself into me faster and more forcefully.I reached a hand down underneath me and started rubbing my clit, humping my ass back against him. I’ve only just cum, but this is Sergio who’s fucking me like a man possessed and it’s better than I ever dreamed. It was
The realization should have sparked panic, should have been met with frantic thoughts and desperate actions. Strangely, though, a calm determination settled within me. It was as if my wolf's instincts had ushered in a profound understanding of my capabilities. The impending crisis, though dire, felt like a challenge I could meet head-on.I circled Sergio, my wolfish gaze absorbing the details of his condition. A surge of inexplicable confidence enveloped me as I placed my left palm on Sergio's wound, a gesture guided by an innate understanding of the energy coursing through me.Concentrating my focus on that spot, I tapped into a reservoir of energy I hadn't known existed within me. The room, once a theater of heightened senses, became a stage for a silent battle for Sergio's life. As my energy flowed into Sergio, the wounded spot began to respond. The internal bleeding, an insidious threat to life, yielded to the subtle but potent healing energy at my disposal. The room, now a witnes
Sarah's response was a subtle nod, a silent acknowledgment of the profound shift in my existence. "I get it," she said, her voice a gentle murmur that resonated with empathy. "It's like discovering a dormant part of yourself, right?"I couldn't help but smile at her astuteness. "Exactly," I replied, grateful for her intuitive grasp of the situation. "It's like something within me has come alive, and I have no idea what to do with it."She reached out and clasped my hand, a gesture both comforting and reassuring. "Fernanda," she began, her tone carrying a warmth that transcended mere friendship, "this is great news. You're like a mythical being, the daughter of the moon goddess herself. Embrace it."My cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and shyness. The idea of being compared to a celestial entity felt surreal, but in Sarah's eyes, there was a genuine belief in the extraordinary. "I never thought I had this power within me," I admitted, my gaze dropping momentarily. "But now tha
*Sergio's POV*I woke up feeling as energetic as ever, Sarah is really a great asset to my pack. I can't believe a Silver bullet wound that should normally take months to heal, suddenly healed overnight. It sounds too good to be true, but since I'm healed, I guess it's true. I put on a Black T-shirt and a blue Jean short, and made my way to the kitchen because I was indeed hungry, which was very rare. Normally I ate more for pleasure, and less for hunger. But today I was feeling like I could eat up a full Cow. As I descended to the kitchen, my eyes scanned around for Kate, who was normally here by this time making breakfast like the head Chef she was. But oddly, I find Fernanda alone in the kitchen, tidying the counter after dinner. I pause for a second to admire the way her body was squeezed into the tight, short dress that she wore.She looks up at me and smiles. “Oh. Hi Sergio.” "Hey," I greeted, "helping Kate out today?" I asked. "I told Kate to go to the training room with Jake, I