ROUGH AND HARDKeira's pov I know. Alpha Hayden wasn't getting himself. I know that just by the look on his face. The kind of effect I have on him is a whole lot visible. Likewise me - am under nothing but his control. And am sure he's aware of that."So good, Keira. You're a good girl for me, baby." He ran his hands up and down my spine, easing my tense body until I involuntarily closed my eyes from his soothing hands on my back. He only gave me a second before he grabbed one of my legs and propped it up on the island."Oof!" My eyes widened, and I lifted my head to look over my shoulder. I locked eyes with him the instant he entered me from behind. "Ah!" I clenched on his cock and felt him twitching inside my tight walls."God, you feel so good. Your cunt fits me like a glove, baby." He slapped my ass, and I gasped . Then he was holding my hips and driving hard into me."Alpha!" I screamed, nearly scrambling away on the countertop. "It's too deep Hayden. Please, slow down."He did

FIRST TIME Early in the morning, the doorbell woke Dawson, Alpha of the Blue valley pack up up and he hissed out loudly. "Who the hell is disturbing my peace this morning?" He grumpily said with his eyes still closed. He got home and went to bed due to tiredness. The bell came again and he got down from the bed, picked his robe and threw it over his body and took a long stroll out of his bedroom. He rushed down the stairs and pulled the main door open after looking through the pinhole. "You don't have to wake me up so early like this. What happened to your house?" Larry pushed him away and got inside. "Dude, you disappeared without a trace last night. I called you severally but no way so I had to come here to see if you are home or you have been killed by the black Devilish Angel" Dawson frowned deeply, causing wrinkles on his forehead. He can't believe that Larry would be in his home as early as six to ask if he has been killed or still alive. It's understandable that Larry is

EARS PERKING UP "I don't know what you're planning, Aiden. But your plan will never work. I will never let you shift before anyone. Your useless wolf will die within you." It had been hours since Jared left the dungeons but I still had not been able to get this particular statement of his out of my mind. I knew I should not be paying any attention to Jared or his words since he was only a bastard who had no good thing to say. However, I could not stop myself from thinking about what he had said. There had been something about the way he had spoken that afternoon that made me deep in thought. A wolf? What wolf was he talking about? Was he just making stuff up to rile and ridicule me? Jared of all people should know I didn't have a wolf, for he had done nothing but bug and insult me all these years. "Oh please, I know you aren't wolfless." Those had been his exact words and I was still trying to process what he had meant by that. He had spoken with so much tenacity and I could see

HOW HE GOT OUTThird Person's povThe four friends froze in their tracks, their hearts pounding loudly in their chests as they watched the old man walk to them. Where the old man had come from or why he was still awake at this hour of the night, none of the friends could tell so they exchanged shocked looks with one another.There was fear on everyone's faces with none of them knowing what to do or say. Unlike, Calix who still had his mask intact, Jamal and Andrew had long pulled theirs out so their identity was known to the old man who happened to be one of the well-known elders, one quite close to the alpha. The friends had seen him around the alpha, though, mostly quiet, he still tagged along like the elder he was.The elders were old werewolves with great experience and knowledge of the pack due to their long years of existence. They are mostly a set of old wolves who had decided to make the pack their final resting place.The friends would have not been this worried if they had b

CONVERSATION We moved in silence, with me peering through the tiny opening of the cart to look at the pack's gate for the last time. I was truly leaving and I could not explain how I felt about it. All I knew was I wished I could stay but as everyone had said, this was the best.I leaned back into the cart and shut my eyes, adjusting a bit to a more comfortable position even when my legs were aching badly. I did not want to think about anything even when there were thousands of questions in my head. Instead, I listened to the sound the cart made as it wheeled away and the chirping of crickets. It sounded soothing to my ears and it sort of calmed me down.Suddenly the cart stopped moving and I opened my eyes, the pounding of my heart resuming. I hated being this anxious and scared but I could not stop my heart from racing each time things like this happened.I could hear footsteps around me and I wondered if it was Elder Theodore or someone else. I listened carefully, trying to stay a