Toke`s POV. Fury ran as a black lightning bolt between the threes. He heard her scream. That silent sound traveled with the air through the dense forest, but his sensitive ears snapped it up. Rage exploded in his chest, and I gave him all control. He didn't even care that the others fell behind us as he bolted. The closer we came, the more evident her smell became. Her sweet voice sounded so different. That usually so feisty and sassy mouth sounded scared. And I didn't like it one bit! The panic and fear I've been feeling the last couple of days manifested deep inside my chest. She was hurt. What had they done to her? The desperation to see her again had been eating me up alive! His eyes zoomed in, and there she was! My heart skipped a beat, but the rage darkened my vision, too. Her nose was bloody, blue, and yellow. Her eyes were swollen and blue. She had a long dress on that probably was white at one point. Now, it was stained with mud and dirt. Torn up, blood stains on her slee
Elisabeth/Eir´s POV It was terrible, awful. It played over and over again in my head like a bad dream. I watched as they kicked Astor in the stomach, face, and back. Over and over again, I heard bones break, how he choked on his own blood. Nothing I did helped. I screamed, tried to jump their backs, hit, and kicked. They threw me away like a dirty rag doll before that final punch in the face made my vision blur. I remember he wanted to throw me down the river fall. I remember fighting, clawing at the ground, kicking, and screaming. But still, I was dragged closer and closer to that roaring waterfall. Suddenly, everything turned black. A surging pain hit me right in the face, but after, there was only numbness. Caught in a dark slumber, I heard the sound of my own heart, my ragged breaths, and I heard how my lunges squeaked with each breath. The air around me smelled sweet and metallic, and I could hear the screams and shouts far away. Like I was a captive in my sound wall, protected
I'm not even sure he heard me; Fury`s eyes were so intense. So focused on me, I struggled to decide whether to squirm, lean in, or run away. For some reason, I made a choice. My heart was still raging inside my chest, and I had no idea where the confidence came from. Oh, fuck it! Does it matter what I do or don’t? I nearly died for crying out loud! I’m not only in a foreign country, a whole freaking world! I can do what I want, who ever I want. It doesn’t have to matter why I like it. Because there is no denying it, seeing Fury shine through Toke`s eyes, feeling the presence of that massive beast, it did something to me. My skin felt warmer, and small electrical waves ignited on my skin as his hot breath brushed against it. So feral, wild, so incredibly hot! Quickly, before I could change my mind or second-guess myself, my hands stretched out, snaking behind his neck, up to his hair, before I pulled him against me. A little harsh and sudden, his lips crashed together. His lips felt
I gasped and squirmed under him as his throbbing member pushed inside me. His hand still had a firm grip on my hair, pushing me down towards the mattress as my hands clutched the sheets. A low whimper left my lips as he pushed deeper. Filling up every inch of me, and the throbbing ache between my legs only magnified. A dangerous delight, a perfect balance between pleasure and slight pain. With slow deep thrusts, his cock slid in and out of my swollen entrance. He stroked, pushed, and pounded all the sensitive spots possible on his way. I could feel how his back curled a little as he forced in the last of his cock before he slowly pulled back. It was so easy; my body slowly filled with that trickling and warm anticipation, need, and lust. All I had to do was be there, feel it, and enjoy it: no fake sounds, no fake reactions, no spitting in my hand to keep wet for him. Everything I wanted it to be, everything I've longed to feel here, pushed beneath him without even the possibility of m
Toke`s POV. Jealous! I’m freaking jealous of my own wolf! I know it’s stupid; nevertheless, he is as much me as I am him. That feeling was spreading out in my chest. I should have been over the moon right now! Rubbing in my friend’s faces that I got the runaway, I got all of her! I could still taste her on the tip of my tongue, and it was enough to make my cock twitch in anticipation. This is just freaking perfect! I, Toke, am the first in ages to find my mate. My true, destined mate. The person is supposed to be my other half! And that woman prefers my wolf?! The four-legged creature with canines that drools like an idiot? Fury snickered in my head. His grin was so wide it might just pop out of my head very soon. “Oh, put some ice on that ego and dick of yours! You said it; I am you; you are me. So, she likes US!” I sulked; I was freaking sulking as a damned child as I kicked yet another stone. I sent it flying over the uneven ground right outside the village center. I’d even let
Elisabeth/Eir. It was a rocky and a little uncomfortable start. Back home, the normal me would never seek out the one I decided to fuck for no good reason, for company. But what was I supposed to do? I knew nobody here; I didn’t even know if I wanted to know anyone. I did; however, I knew I felt unsafe walking around alone. Monsters, shifters, magical asshats. I didn’t trust any of them, even for a second. But it was also this place. Everything felt so different, so foreign, and I felt so alone and lost—a feeling I didn’t like. I tried pushing it aside, but it didn’t help. Walking through that little village place, eyes were always on me. I was the outsider, the one that didn’t belong. I was sitting on that edge, feet hanging in the air and watching the ocean. It calmed me like the sea breeze cleared my head, letting me start with blank pages. He told me how they used boats to fish, hunt seals, and sometimes they even caught whales! As he talked, pictures began to form in my head. F
There was no reason for me to be her, not at all. Beside Toke, there was a handful of middle-aged men gathered in that big hall where I first met that Alpha. That I now know is Toke’s dad. The only difference was that they were now all sitting at a long wooden table, and the thrones were empty. Small wooden benches on each side of that massive table were all there was, much like those small cute benches you could see in parks and next to playgrounds. A row of well-burned candles and a couple of silver mugs were lined down the middle of the table. I had started the meeting by filling myself a cup because I was thirsty, and for some reason, I thought it had to be water. It wasn't! Something sweet, a little thick, and with a burning aftertaste. I nearly choked, coughed, and had to cover my mouth not to spit it out. Some older men just hummed a little and laughed in their beards, and others seemed more irritated. Toke leaned down to tell me it was mead. I’ve never tasted it before, and I
Toke´s POV. I knew it was a mistake and knew it the moment I saw her smile. I beamed at her first, feeling like we had finally met at a good moment. That I could make her so happy that she matched my smile. My smile slowly faltered as I watched how her stunning smile twisted. Smug, almost wicked! I knew she was different from her own, but for some reason, I never even thought of her as a cunning or wicked person. Now, I doubted it all. Could she be? The whole day, I’ve been running her errands. I mean, paper and pen? She would have to do with a thin, light leather piece and a charcoal piece like the rest of us. Then benches? Inside the little house. I knew she was up to something; I knew I should demand to know before this all went further, but honestly, I was curious. It also amazed me a little how many of the women that were helping her. They seemed so cheerful, existed. Even the new girls were her, and that one that had been hiding away since she got her. She was having trouble fi