Liam placed the plate down onto the table and rubbed his stomach soothingly. "Woah man, if I didn't want her before, I do now. Her hands must've been made with the golden touch, how does she cook mere tacos and make it taste so nice? and the rice, the chicken everything was so on point. I give it to her man, she's way better than Celia after all." He looked over at Celeste and then down at his empty plate. "I just complemented you, how about a refill?"Celeste nodded, reaching for the plate, but Zillon caught it before she could. "How about you go home now? She gave you food as well as a quarter of the attention that I should be getting, in the name of the goddess, just go home now.""But I'm not done eating yet."Zillon glared over at Fredd, grabbing the plate out of his hand. "Well you're done now."He rose up to his feet, carrying both plates to the kitchen before returning with the s

Zillon sighed, licking at her clit once more before finally pulling away. "I knew you'd taste good." He shuffled between her thighs, releasing his rock hard c*ck from the boxer he wore. "Ready...?" Celeste's eyes drifted away, her arms wrapping around her neck as she reluctantly nodded. She wanted him, but this morning when she came into the room, she didn't plan on giving him. However, just a bite on her neck had her opening her legs to him...she didn't regret opening her doors to him though, the pleasure he gave was something she could never deny. "Kitten...?" Zillon kissed at her cheek. "Look at me...please..." Celeste would've shaken her head, but the desperation in his voice had her turning to look at him immediately. He kissed her lips, forcing her to taste herself on the tip of his tongue and then slowly...he slid into her. Celeste's lips froze against

Liam and Fredd had truly left this morning after eating. They said that even though they hated to, they had to go home and endure the clinginess their parents would bestow upon them...Celeste thought they were lucky; they were brothers —or at least that was her assumption— and they seem to love each other while having parents who loved them as well.She kinda wished she had what they had, but she wouldn't covet they're life, it was there's after all and plus her life wasn't so bad either.Her sister and her parents didn't care bat sh*t about her, but at least she had someone who cared now.Life was a bit rocky at first, but Zillon smoothed it out for her...it took time for them to get here, but at least they made it."Found any clothes as yet, babe?"Celeste nodded, pulling out the first thing her hands could grab. Anything would do,

Celeste watched Zillon as he drove them back. He hadn't spoken to her since he had finished following Xavier's scent which had disappeared in the middle of the chase.His jaws were clenched and she was conscious of the fact that he was angry. She wasn't sure who he was angry at but it seemed it was her.And she didn't like that...she hadn't really done anything wrong and moreover she wasn't the one who told Xavier to touch her.Glancing over at him, Celeste sighed. "Are you angry at me?"Zillon gripped the steering wheel tighter. "No...""Then why—but you are angry, I-I can feel it. I didn't do anything, he showed up out of nowhere, I didn't know h—"The car came to a sudden stop and in order stay put, Celeste had to press against it. She looked over at Zillon who was glaring forward, his fists lightly banging against the staring wheel. "I'm not angry, are you deaf?"Celeste shook her head. "No...I just—""Is he

Xavier didn't lie, he brought her somewhere where she was accepted, a place where the past didn't matter. The people here were all rogues, but they were nice. Unlike the packlands where she had previously lived, omegas could train like any other wolf. There were no specific rank, everybody were equals...Celeste could talk without being judged or looked down at and she had friends, a lot of them. Before now, she thought that rogues were evil creatures, but now after living with them 2 months, she realized that they all just needed a little guidance and Xavier had offered that to them.He made them a home, gave them something to live for, he had done so much for them, and so much for her.If it weren't for him, she'd perhaps be buried in _For a full month after she had left the pack, all she did was cry for Zillon and everytime a tear ran down her cheek, Xavier was there to wipe it. He was so nice and gentle that three weeks ago when he