Harriet’s Point of ViewHe gave me an order which made me realize what I exactly desired.I wanted him.I craved him.I longed to relive the night we spent together.When he instructed me to mount him, I eagerly complied."Go ahead, slide it in yourself," he commanded.I eyed his member before lowering myself onto it. Our simultaneous moans filled the room."Ohhh ahhhh.... yes..." the Alpha rumbled."Ahh! Hmm..." I moaned.His length filled me completely, my hips moving slowly. Despite just the tip, I struggled to adjust to his impressive size. Lucas was definitely not your average wolf.“Oh no! I can't handle it...! It's just too much for me..." I gazed at him with watery eyes, silently begging for something I couldn't express in words.Part of me wanted to stop, but another part of me was filled with anticipation, eager to feel the intense pleasure of his enormous size stretching me to my limits."No, don't worry. You're not even close to the halfway point," Lucas reassured me."But

Third Person’s Point of ViewEthan's voice echoed through the room as he exclaimed, "What did you say? Harriet couldn't come home?!"Alpha Connor, his father, stood in front of him, his face showing signs of exhaustion."The road was closed, Ethan. It was out of our control," he explained, his voice filled with weariness.Ethan's eyes narrowed, his disapproving gaze fixed on his father. "No way. She's still with that awful rogue, isn't she?" he spat out, his anger evident."Ethan! That's enough!" Connor's voice rose, frustration evident in his tone. "I've had it with your accusations and disrespect!"Ethan's anger flared even more. "Why, father? That rogue is a complete jerk. You have no idea what he's capable of... what he..."But Ethan couldn't bring himself to say the words. The memory of what he had witnessed beneath the table during lunch was still fresh in his mind. He swallowed his frustration, his jaw clenched, and took a deep breath to calm himself."Dad, I really need to bri

Harriet’s Point of ViewAs soon as I woke up, I immediately realized that I was still stuck in the hotel."Oh no, I really need to get back home!" I exclaimed, jumping out of bed. However, my excitement was quickly interrupted when I noticed Lucas stepping out of the bathroom."Oh, you're already up," he remarked, wearing a bathrobe after finishing his bath.I couldn't help but admire his well-defined muscles, which I had the pleasure of touching before."Your gaze has such an effect on me," he confessed.Blushing, I quickly averted my eyes, reminding myself that I had important tasks to attend to."It's morning," I reminded him. "I really need to head back home.""WE'RE HEADING BACK HOME," Lucas declared, emphasizing our shared goal.The bed trembled.When I turned my head, I spotted him seated beside me."But you have to eat first," he insisted."Eat? Didn't I already eat last night?""Yesterday and today are different days." Lucas grabbed the phone and dialed room service."I'm sti

Third Person’s Point of View The Wonder wolf Family and Lucas made their way to the vast field for a business deal game with Ethan. However, their plans were disrupted by the sudden rain. The early-rising Wonder Family sought shelter while waiting for the rain to stop. Lucas arrived with his wolves, Callix and Jenine. "Hey, Mr. Hayes," greeted Amelia with a smile. "You look great today." Lucas, in a white polo shirt and black visor hat, exuded a sporty vibe. Ethan, in a yellow shirt and blue baseball cap, was also present. "Good morning, Luna Amelia," Lucas responded. "Thank you for the compliment, even though our last meeting wasn't the best." The two of them shared a chuckle, concealing their true nature behind the laughter. "Alpha Connor actually apologized to me on your behalf," Lucas mentione

Third Person’s Point of View The Skeet Game continued to unfold, captivating the crowd. All eyes were fixated on Lucas and Ethan as they battled it out. With a score of 50-45, Lucas held the lead after an intense hour of competition. Both players were granted a well-deserved thirty-minute break to recharge. Harriet, a devoted supporter of her mate, silently prayed for Lucas’s victory. She had witnessed his impeccable aim throughout the game, never missing a single shot. Her unwavering faith in his abilities remained steadfast, and she was confident that he would emerge victorious. However, Harriet's attention was diverted when she noticed her stepmother engaged in conversation with the staff of the Skeet Shooting Game coordinator. A sense of unease washed over her. What was her stepmother plotting? Harriet hoped that her stepmother wouldn't resort