Leaving Saraya sleeping on the bed, I left the room with the intent to parade the pack grounds, the poor thing was tired. It's been quite a day. Wondering if anyone took up Evanore's offer or if Anastasios Martas had snatched his mate away as I did mine. My lips stretched in a smile and I took a deep breath, allowing that familiar feeling of contentment to settle over me. I swore it's been a while. The thought of Zeus still unnerved me whenever he came to mind but I figured I would be able to weather whatever plan he is cooking up as long as I have my family. The sight of the foyer being completely empty made me chuckle. I strode towards the kitchen and sniffed, my strides faltered as I thought about whether to go in or let the two be. Out of curiosity, I proceeded and pushed the door open. Bertulf was sitting on one of the tall stands by the kitchen workable and Ana; his mate, was serving him some steaks. The two looked in my direction when I peered in. "I wasn't expecting to s
Dead, winged creatures and crows – lots and lots of crows, dropped from the heavens like flies. My heart lunged into the wall of my chest as I watched from the kitchen window. "This can't be good," I muttered. The first thing that drew my attention from my comfy couch a moment before was the unusual clap of thunder and the over-bright lightning, flashing in the sky and illuminating the grounds as clear as day. It was quite awe-inspiring and um... frightening. And that was saying something for a powerful witch like me. But right now, I wasn't thinking as a witch, but as a lone woman in her home up a mountain in solitude. I couldn't be certain, but I thought I saw a massively built half-man, half-beast far bigger and taller than a giant. He had two horns, springing from his head, and was riding a pegasus, a four-winged horse. He held a thunderbolt, waging it like a sword and descending mightily into the woods. And then another one rushed after it. "Wait, what?! Great! Just what I
Gaining consciousness, I let out a sigh. The familiar feeling of hollowness gnawed at me inside. I knew that feeling very well. I knew what it meant. I was not engulfed in an unusually warm embrace nor were there any signs of me being anywhere near any woods, a cabin on a mountaintop nor were there impossibly tall creatures riding a fucking four winged horses, least of all crows. It was just a strange dream I had had countless times. I supposed one of the demerits of having an overactive imagination. And as a student of literature and an avid reader with a dream of becoming a writer one day that was understandable --- weird but understandable. A quiet groan escaped my lips. My head was pounding as if it was going to explode and I forced my eyelids open, slowly coming into cognisance of my surroundings. I was in motion and in the back seat of a moving … um car? A confused frown furrowed my eyebrows. A forceful tug of my legs made me lower my eyes to my thighs. I found a tan male han
I jerked my eyes in his direction and saw his two hands were askew. I covered my mouth to silence a gasp, lifting my eyes up, I let them trail up the stranger's tall, big frame, but his face was not visible. He wore a black hooded jacket over black leather pants. The hoodie was pulled over his head, concealing his face and the shrouded alley was an added advantage. He proceeded to be completely brutal to Gab. I couldn’t help feeling sorry for him even though he was a complete scumbag. After breaking his wrist, he held his open palm over Gab’s mouth and stepped on his right knee with his booted foot, pressing hard until Gab passed out. And then he slapped him awake. Gab thrashed weakly on the cold floor. The show of brutal force made me crouch down in fear, wrapping my arms around myself. The stranger stood up, drawing back from Gab. One other of the men appeared at the start of the alley, evidently curious as to what his buddy was up to. Perhaps to see if he was done fucking me –
The intensity of the emotions his touches geared in me was disarming. I jerked up as his soft lips closed around my left nipple and at the same time he used his hands to frame and caressed my middle. Trailing his open palm over my flat stomach to the small of my back while he suckled the beaded bud gently but insistently. My entire core quivered with pleasure. I ran my fingers through his rich, full hair, enjoying the silky, soft feel of it and him. He grunted and cupped my ass, lifting me up and making me widen my legs for him so his big form could fit in between them. When he drew back from me so he could pull down my panties, I cried in protest, “No! Don’t go!” "I'm yours, Saraya, I'm not going anywhere," a manly voice replied, sounding deep and alluring. His lips touched and trailed down my navel, making my skin burn and tingle. When he latched his mouth to my clit an intense jolt of pleasure made me cry out. "Dane!" My eyelids flicked open and I lay panting with my chest h
I stood transfixed on the spot. My attention was solely on him. My heart thudded faster in my chest. The only sound evident in my ears was my breathing. How this was possible was beyond me. It was him, the man in my dreams - Dane! And just like every single time I had dreamt of him—except when he was setting my body ablaze with passion—he was scowling at me. He acted like every single person in the room was invisible as he marched and came to stand just by the altar. He didn’t attempt to climb up. It was evident there was no reason for it. He was tall enough to tower over us all even with our advantageous few inches of elevation. “Really, Saraya? Isn’t this taking ‘let’s see other people' too far?” he said. His voice was exactly as I remembered -- deep, rough and sexy. His exotic hazel eyes were as intense. “I … ” I croaked, searching his mesmerising gaze. I found I couldn’t get any words out. He reached forward to wrap his fingers around my forearm, causing my skin to tingle as
As soon as the motion ceased, I felt bile rush up my throat. I drew back from Dane, and he let me. I rushed to a nearby shrub, bending over and emptying everything in my stomach which wasn't much since I was too nervous to take breakfast before the wedding. Dane let out a curse, and the hair on my skin bristled, making me to whirled around. And then I saw we were in a clearing in the woods. The ground was covered in thick layers of snow as far as my eyes could see. About a few meters away from where we stood, to our right, were more than a dozen wolves tearing apart something that looked disturbingly human. A bonfire in the middle of the grounds supported my suspicion. My heart slammed hard against the wall of my chest. Blood rushed in my veins so fast that I could hear it in my ears. "Holy shit!" I muttered. Scared shitless to raise my voice. "Of all the places you could bring us to, Saraya!" Dane said with gritted teeth. I noted he didn't sound frightened but somewhat more exas
"You know since I have the power to cajole fire, it would be wise to not aggravate me any further…" I said through clenched teeth. He paused his long strides which I suspect he was doing to annoy me, leaned into me, and lowered his face to stop about an inch away from mine. "I hate to burst your bubble, love, but your powers do not work on me," he said in a somewhat conspiratorial whisper, only he was mocking me. I glowered at him. At least that was what I thought I was doing with my narrowed gaze levelled at him but I couldn't stop darting my eyes from his lips to his eyes. The attraction between us was potent. I could hardly draw breath without his male musk enticing and clouding my head, making me desire him in an unnatural way. My chest heaved in annoyance, knowing he must know the effect he was having on me with the subtle smirk at the corner of his lips. And that knowledge made me want to stomp my feet in frustration. He had a look about him as someone who knew what I don't