Nobela ni Richhy

I woke to silence.The silence is almost deliberate, like the pause before judgement.I twist my wrist and to my greatest surprise they’re free.That’s the first thing I notice.The freedom from the bondage.The second thing I notice is him and my body jerks in response.Malachi was standing a few feet away from where I laid. He had his arm crossed and posture rigid.His features didn’t appear soft the way they did before. His eyes are clear from whatever trance they were in last night, whatever crowded them to the point of darkening was gone.He eyed me down to up, like I was something foul that had wandered too close to his throne.“Good, you’re awake.” He said flatly.I tried my best to push myself upright, but my heart kept pounding.My body felt normal now, no scorching heat, no pull, just exhumation and a dull ache in my lower back and legs.As if reading my mind Malachi spoke first. “The rut passed.”His voice was void of every form of emotion. He sounded like a king about t

He roughly pulled me closer to him, the sudden contact made my nipples harden immediately.I gasped even though I didn’t want to.My body was moving on its own, my wolf was clawing at me to respond more to his touch, to his mouth that bit and licked every inch of my body.His body wasn’t warm against me any more, it was hot. His breathing was erratic and his hands moved with speed. It was as if he was going to devour me.“Please don’t do this….” I tried to beg but he responded by ripping my clothes off my body effortlessly.“Once I’m done with you,” he breathed out, “you’ll be begging for my cock.”I could feel his erection growing impossibly hard with the need to fuck me. Oh my moons, how big he was.I tried to ignore how it pressed against me and how it teased my entrance but I couldn’t.It had been so long since Julian touched Me, talkeless of having me feel this way.“I can feel your arousal growing, little vixen, I can smell it.” He trailed down to the space where my clit was an

I don’t remember falling.I do remember running, losing my breath as branches tore at my skin.I remember tripping over a root hidden beneath the leaves, my body pushed forward, the pain on me crashing to the ground and then darkness.When I regain much consciousness, the first thing I feel is restraint.A rope.Did Julian get me?If he did then he’s going to put me in the black hole till dawn.My wrists are bound behind me and this time they’re tight enough to make my fingers tingle.I’m on the ground, but I don’t feel leaves around me, I’m inside a tent, and it’s warm.Panic slammed into me with full force.We don’t have tents in iron claw, and if I’m in a tent it means I wasn’t taken by Julian.That’s worse.Who took me in here? Who tied me up so tightly?I sucked in a breath and jerked hard, the ropes bit into my skin and I winced.“Don’t,” a voice advised calmly.My eyes flew open and my heart stopped immediately.“Whmso tgeere(who’s there?)” I tried to speak but a cloth was tied

Let go of me!” I kicked and punched, but it was not enough to get the guards away from me. It was never enough.“Please let go of me.” I began to beg.“How could you do this to me?” I cried out but Julian ignored me, staring at everything but my face.I can feel his resistance, his reluctance to do this to me but for some reason he wouldn't stop Lydia.The pack square was blazing with torchlight when they dragged me out.Wolves began to gather, drawn by instinct and the promise of a ridicule about to play out.The rope the guards had used to tie me up had already started biting into my skin as they hoisted my arms above my head, lifting me enough to strip me of my dignity.Laughter erupts in the square.“Isn’t that the wolfless dog?”A series of mockery and insults began to fly toward me.The she-wolf who I had just wrestled with grinned wickedly.“I told you you were only a stain in his cloth. Now it’s time to wash you off. Disgrace!” She spits on my face.I growled at her about to b

I came home with blood on my palms. They’re not mine this time.The blood still feels warm against my skin no matter how hard I try to scrub it off under the pump by the gate, it’s still sticking to my skin like glue.I sigh.Laughter still echoes from behind me—the training ground, the elders who did nothing but stand and watch—where I stood completely helpless when a she-wolf tried to degrade me.She had purposely asked loudly and cruelly if an alpha could still be worthy of being called strong if he was with a barren, wolfless mate.This wouldn’t have been a problem to me as I’ve always faced insults and threats like this for as long as I can remember, but the fact she tried to insult Julian was what pushed me to throw a punch first.Although I had my ass handed to me, I still landed in a couple of scratches.The blood finally came off from my hand and I backed away from the pump, making my way inside.I straightened when I finally entered the compound.Wolves looked at me in disda