"Does it hurt?" Hugo asked."Not really, I barely notice it," Lisa said.Hugo touched her neck and examined the mark. Finally when he was done Ruben let himself relax."How long has it been since you were bitten ?" "One week," Ruben replied."It's been very long since anyone saw Dorcas or the dark wolves. They do attack a few packs sometimes but no one has interacted much with them. It seems like Dorcas is more powerful than we expected." Hugo said."But why does he want Lisa?" Ruben asked."I am not sure but I believe it's something to do with her bloodline. She is the descendent of the fiery one. ""So? How does that matter? I have many descendants. " Serena interjected. "Unless she is the other fiery one." She suddenly stopped and looked at Lisa. Her eyes widened."You have the mark too?" Lisa looked flustered and exchanged glances with Ruben. What was she supposed to answer?'Just say

Lisa woke up to the sensation of being kissed. Ruben was kissing her neck. He was on his side with his arm around her waist. He kissed her shoulder and noted that at some point during the night she put his t-shirt on. Her scent interviewing with his was intoxicating and strangely arousing. She let out a small sigh and raised her arms in front of her, stretching out her muscles."Good morning," Ruben said.He continued to kiss her shoulder, covering the area with small kisses. She pulled forward and then spun herself around to face him."Hey," she smiled.He took her chin in his hand, pressing his lips against hers. She chuckled and turned her head."I need to brush my teeth first," she pushed herself up before Ruben could tell her he didn't care."Where are you going?" "Bathroom," she replied.He started to get up from the bed."Please don't follow me in there," she said. "I will keep the door open. You can talk ve

Trent braced himself as he approached the rundown building. Jackson was full of rage as usual, but the news he had brought would throw him over the edge. Jackson had been pissed off ever since his altercation with Ruben. Moreover, the penalties which the council had imposed on the pack was driving him towards financial ruin. Trent was unsure about their agreement now. Had he not been a rogue with zero alliances and council at his back, he would have left Jackson long ago. “A mating ceremony,” Jackson Clifford said through gritted teeth.  “Are you pissed off because you haven't been invited?” Flint, said lazily from the couch.   “You have any idea how humiliating this is? I am a laughing stock now.” Jackson grumbled.“Perhaps you should have just left her alone. Ruben is dangerous and powerful, you know that.” Flint shrugged.

Trent Piccolo reached for the dagger that was strapped to his thigh. He wore a loose robe-like tunic, like everyone else there. He mingled among the guests, undetected, as he had bathed in a strong alcohol-based potion to block his scent temporarily. It would wear off in a few hours, but he wasn't planning to stay for long anyway.He didn't have a partner tonight and had no intention of undressing with the crowd. He had missed a great opportunity when Ruben had crossed him while he was welcoming the guests, but he hadn't been close enough to make the kill. He positioned himself just a few steps away from the stage, then he waited. He knew his chance would come.Turning his head to the left, he saw two pairs arrive. There were a few more mating ceremonies scheduled that day. It was a common practice among packs to do all pending mating and turning ceremonies at the same time.He watched bored as the omega climbed on his human mate, then bit her neck. With the sound

Trent cursed himself, he couldn't believe his eyes. The scene was quite disturbing because he knew he had screwed up. All due to that enchanting scent. The moment that scent hit him. He knew he had found her. His mate.So many people were moving around, and he didn't know where to run. All he needed was to ignore his wolf and flee. He wasn't meant to have a mate. Especially not the one who was from the enemy's camp. A lone wolf ran into the night, his body shaking with adrenaline and his mind racing wildly. He made it past the guards on the border of pack lands before his scent mask wore off. He barked a laugh out loud and thought to himself.“I didn't do that bad. I killed that Redhead, and now her pompous mate will die as well. They deserve to die. All Alphas are jerks and I don't give a shit.”He knew he didn't have much time. Finding what he was looking for, Trent Piccolo became human once more. He tore the lock from the large sliding doors and wal