Caelum ran a hand through his hair as he paced back and forth, impatience getting to him at the long hours of waiting.
Then the door opened and an elder stepped out. She smiled kindly at him, and said, “She’s fine now, Alpha.”
He breathed a sigh of relief. It was only three days after his proposal when she had fallen gravely ill from out of the blue.
“It is strange,” the woman said. “She kept saying ‘Araceli’. If I may inquire, Alpha, who is this person she keeps calling for?”
“Her sister,” Caelum answered. “But she’s no longer with us.”
The elder’s brows knitted. “Strange. A werewolf only catches the moon fever when a family member is dying and is most likely to happen when the two share a particularly strong bond with each other. But how can that be? You say he
The stars hid while the inky black canvas framed a full moon. No winds blew and no animal let its presence known, not the hooting of an owl nor the cacophony of crickets. It was too calm for a well-observer, and it gave off a foreboding feeling that something terrible was about to happen.The woods showed no sign of life, but if one had exceptional hearing abilities, the thunder of paws as hundreds of beasts zoomed past the towering trees could clearly be heard. Darting in and out of the shadows and pale silver lighting, their furry bodies moved gracefully. And with superior eyesight compared to humans, the night was as clear as day.Despite their numbers, they moved in perfect unison, never once colliding. They stayed silent, letting their excitement and anger brew inside for the meantime. Masking their scents with wolfsba
His eyes scanned the dark and settled on the king-sized bed, centered on the left side of the room. He didn’t switch the light on but he could make out the silhouette of a person lying there – his mate. She didn’t move, seemingly unaware of his presence.His wolf wanted to go to her and make sure she was alright. His breath quickened at the thought of the state she was in. Images of the women he killed flashed in his mind – their will to live robbed from them. Would she ask him to do the same? Could he bring himself to take away his own mate?No, did he even want a mate?His wolf could hear where his thoughts were headed. “You’re not killing her!” he snapped.“I didn’t say I will, Chase,” he replied, and hi
“Why isn’t she waking up yet?” Caelum asked with a hint of anger in his voice.“Give her time to recover, Alpha. I say she’s doing remarkably well,” Melanie answered calmly.He glanced down at her sleeping figure. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, something he was sure she didn’t have with when she was in the clutches of that bastard. He balled his fists as murderous thoughts occupied his brain.It had been two days since he brought her to his pack and although Melanie assured him numerous times that his mate was fine, he couldn’t get over the worry that he felt for her.“Get some sleep, Alpha. I’ll notify you when she’s awake,” she coaxed.His ruffled brown hair, the dark circles under his eyes, and the smell of alc
Taking a glance back at the clinic, a smile played on his lips. She was finally awake and he had to ensure that the room was ready to accommodate her. So, he hurried back to his room which would soon be for both of them, and went through his checklist once again.He opened the walk-in closet, which now contained an array of shoes and clothes for a female, including some of the things he picked out himself, besides his own. He even had different bags on display for her to choose from.Then he stepped inside the bathroom and checked if everything was in order. He had the omegas shop for her lady needs since he wasn’t familiar with it.Satisfied, he went out of the bathroom and spotted the vanity table he had personally chosen for her. It had a wide rectangular mirror about three-fourths the length of the table. The smooth gray and black ma
Caelum put the glass down and rubbed his temples. First his Beta, then his wolf, and now the Head Healer. All three warned him not to scare her and it was exasperating. He wasn’t going to scare her that much, just enough so she’d never think of leaving him. She was his mate after all, and he wouldn’t let anyone else claim her.He stood and walked out of his office. Then without knocking, he entered the bedroom to find Astraea sitting on the bed with her back straight.She kept her head down, as he walked closer to her and sat beside her, their sides making contact. She neither flinched nor looked up, and it amused him.His voice was cold as he ordered, “On your feet.” And she immediately obeyed, which delighted him.“Open the closet,” he said and she walke
Moonlight barely lit the room. She felt the weight of a heavy arm wrapped around her waist when she stirred in her sleep. A heavy blanket covered her. It was warm, unlike what she was used to – the cold floor. She slowly turned to face him; she would be serving him for now. Her new master, the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack.She was taught how to serve a master well; it was all she knew. It was ingrained to her that punishments were imposed when her master wasn’t pleased, and so she stuck to the rules. And she learned how to please her master.She felt his manhood press against her butt and she arched her lower- half forward to avoid it. If he used it on her, she wasn’t sure she could take it. She turned her back to him and lifted his arm to free herself. But even in his sleep, he wouldn’t let her go. He wrapped it around her waist and pulled her c
He kissed her forehead, then got off of the bed. “Now, let’s take care of that empty stomach. We could head downstairs for breakfast or I could have someone bring it here. Which would you prefer?”“There’s no need to feed me… Caelum. It’s still Wednesday,” she said meekly.“So, what if it's Wednesday?” he inquired. She bit her lower lip, unsure of why he was asking her something so simple.Looking down, she fiddled with her fingers as she thought of how to answer. Was he testing her? Her master used to test her all the time just to see if she knew her place and still remembered the rules. To her, it was also a means for him to find an excuse to punish her and he had succeeded multiple times. She shook her head, not wanting to remember the punishments.Caelu
He offered her his arm to which she accepted. They walked out of the bedroom, into a wide corridor. He wore a casual white dress shirt, biceps restraining against the long sleeves, and the black double buttons adding a touch of color. Paired with faded denim jeans and a pair of oak colored chukka boots, his attire matched hers and they looked like a couple going out on a date.Life-sized paintings adorned the walls, it was mostly of nature and her head turned from left to right and back again as she stared at them. By the middle, one particular painting drew her attention, the violence depicted in it different a striking contrast to the rest.She found herself drawn to the image of a black wolf with bloodred eyes and a bloodied snout, with a couple of bleeding wolves in the background. He noticed her staring at the painting longer than the others and stopped to let her