I left a shaky breath at the greatest folly I just committed. I talked to a stranger and then told him my real name. Maybe, I should have dashed out of the bar right now, but I don’t know what it was that kept me glued. I felt… attracted. Allured. Heavily. Something that has never happened in my life. Ever. I focused on my Martini like my life depended on it. Maybe it did. So, I sipped to stop myself from doing what I was about to do—steal another glance at him. But I looked anyway.His eyes were haunting. It was as if they would gobble me up whole. Why did he freeze in his place after listening to my name? His throat bobbed. He got down from his chair. I relaxed because I thought he was leaving, but my relief didn’t last a second when he sat on the chair next to me. My heart throbbed so hard that I could listen to it in my head,

When I woke up next, I felt a heavy weight across my waist. Shit. I must have slept so deeply that I wasn’t awakened by my usual nightmares. I blinked at the dim light of the bedside table lamp. I turned my face to the side and found myself looking into the man who I met last night. My throat became paper dry when I saw that he was naked. I looked down and saw that my gown was still on, bunched up on my waist. Damn it. My heart raced, when I recalled what we did last evening.  My eyes drifted from his face to his torso and I saw a tattoo. It was that of a wolf entwined in rose vines with thorns. It covered all of his left chest and a portion of his biceps. It was difficult to look away. It was a tattoo that left me with a lot of questions. But I had to ask them later, that is if we ever meet again. I was resolved never to meet him again. His hair had fallen over his forehead and I had this strong urg

Apollo’s POVMy fingers balled into tight fists as soon as I arrived in front of the bar. I was stiff, all but snarling. My blood was heated as shock bolted through my body and I broke into cold sweat. An exquisite scent hit my nostrils. Orange blossoms and sweet spicy. It was so exquisite that my heart raced and adrenaline coursed wildly through me. My mate. Her pull was crazy. My stomach knotted and my throat became dry like a dessert. There was an aching need that suffocated me. My need for her. I needed her so bad that it hurt. Every muscle in my body became taut. Every second that I wasn’t with her seemed like eternity. It felt like a lifetime of torture. I wanted to howl in ecstasy. And at this point of time, I knew that all my nightmares and traumas would

Natasha POV The class got over and I realized that I had much to catch up. As such transitioning from homeschooling to a proper high school was difficult for me. I really didn’t have any inclination to get any more attention and so I packed my bags quickly and looked at Nicole who was zipping her bag. She moved her chin to the exit gesturing me to go. Honestly, I wanted to leave this scholl and this pack after today’s incidents. I intended to have a word with my aunt and uncle.   BMHS was the pack school that was a part of a larger building that consisted of the pre-K school and the college. It was a giant monstrosity of a brick building with great interiors. The gardens were lined with woods and their perimeter was full of seasonal herbs and flowers, emitting intoxicating fragrance. 

I closed my eyes as he rubbed my clit while pressing my core. The sensation was so consuming that I chased my orgasm. I felt like an addict. I held his forearms and dug my nails in them. My thighs began to shiver as a tingle ran down my spine and just as it was about to touch the heat that had pooled in my belly and explode into an orgasm, Apollo removed his fingers. “Nooooo!” I cried, missing his fingers. This was frustrating, agonizing. But Apollo had other plans. He spun me around and pushed me to kneel in front of him. “You won't get your release, Natasha, but you have to take care of this.” He opened his belt, unzipped and lowered his pants. His massive erection sprung free. “Open your mouth,” he ordered. I stared in awe at his huge length—the most bea