What a rush. There are no words to describe the past few hours, to fully escribe hte racing of my heart adn the way every sensation came alive. So the pain was horrific but I trusted Halo and wow, I was rewarded. When Halo first sped down that cliff face I wanted to scream with exhilaration, so she let of a huge howl for me. Showing me the forest through her eyes, her knowledge was fascinating. Once she sensed Ivan starting to track us she simply said /watch this/ and took off like a rocket. I’ve never known speed like it, her precision and deft little paws didn’t stumble once in the darkness of the forest. One continuous flowing movement, rocketing at such a pace there wasn’t a chance for Ivan. We kept up the frantic sprinting for ages, until finally Halo whispered, /can you smell Ivan, we have doubled back onto him, he is now upwind from us so we can track him./ Ducking low we moved silently through the undergrowth, being such a small wolf she had no trouble picking hiding place
He returned to softly kissing my neck, walking me backwards towards the fire. I could feel his dick, already wet with pre-cum pressing against my stomach, Halo instantly growled with desire in my mind, there was only one thing on her agenda now. “It might hurt you know, even though we’re mates and you’ve shifted” he whispered, caressing my hair. “Then you’ll have to do it again until it doesn’t hurt won’t you,” I whispered back, nipping his neck and making him growl. “Cherish you have no idea how much I’ve wanted you. All this time, your body, your so fucking perfect, your scent, everything it’s just…” and he pulled me to him for a kiss. The kiss started off romantic but soon graduated into heavier, rougher caresses. He was slowly losing his restraint as I felt Halo pulling at me, begging me to just grab his dick and place it where I needed it. Words ended as I found myself backed into a tree. His kisses were fervent and rough. His mouth assaulted my breasts sucking my nipples raw
I’d forgotten what it was like to lose my mind like that. I’ve spent so many years trying to constantly wrench control back from Kohl. Whilst stuck in the Cage system, fighting to die, I was trying to run everything on my terms. I remembered how leading up to my commitment ceremony with Azalea I couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning as I wrestled with my conscience. One half of me wanted to follow her wherever she led, the other half of me was heartbroken at betraying the pack and my friends. Kohl was permanently agitated and paranoid. When I eventually rejected Azalea Kohl upgraded his mood to severely pissed, furious at me taking such a decision on our behalf. There has been so much battling, the reins of control swapping between us for during crisis over the past four years. It was only choosing Cherish in that sordid line-up that saw us start to rebuild. However It was only when my hand touched Cherish’s that we truly united once more. We are one spirit again. Both of us consume
I did my best to keep him pinned to that campsite but even I had to admit defeat after a few hours. Washing up and drinking from a nearby stream my blonde hair was wet and tied up in a tight bun on the top of my head. Ivan wore that crisp white, v-neck shirt and dark pants, I was in a new maroon tunic dress and leggings. we looked like completely different people to the ragged, loosely dressed couple in the Cage.Stomping along in our hiking boots my heart was light and happy. What could be better than finding out your mate was the person you were already madly in love with? I held his hand, marvelled at the surroundings, and enjoyed the birdsong. I was on such a high it took me a while to realise Ivan’s mood was heading in the opposite direction. The hike had started with jokes and playful, gentle nudges and banter. Once we reached the top of the last hillcrest everything changed. “That’s Silver City,” he pointed, his jaw clenched so tightly he barely spoke. Ahead I could see a huge
It’s all just too fucking weird. It shouldn’t be, the past is the past so everyone tries to tell me but it’s impossible when nothing has changed. The same flags, same people, businesses, uniforms, Helena’s ridiculously curly brown hair. The only difference is her pregnancy bump. The past, a place where Azalea is my mate and not Cherish. This is the place where Bella, her grey eyes so trusting and seeking love, was gradually corrupted into committing murder. Secrets and lies flourish within the castle walls. It didn’t help Azalea who saw plots and schemes everywhere she went. I won’t have Cherish go through it. Helena had every right to turn me away, so I addressed her alone. Cherish is so new to having a wolf, if Helena had told us there was no place for us, she could have maybe tried to attack her. Stranger things have happened. The Helena I left behind over four years ago was barely twenty, still a shiny new Luna, learning the ropes. Now she has the poise and presence of a seas
The relief when Ivan didn’t dismiss my little speech was unreal. The sadness when he didn’t recognise the wave of warm love hitting him broke my heart. Any jealousy I might have had about being his second-chance mate floated away. I don’t need to be jealous of someone who didn’t even treat Ivan the way he deserved. When a small servant in a grey tunic summoned us we had redressed, my hair properly brushed and plaited down my back with my maroon dress. Still an alien feeling to be smartly dressed in front of him. Ivan however, looked so handsome.“I am a huge fan of the White Forest look.” I murmured, pulling at the strings of his white shirt, revealing the deepest angle of the v-shape cut to me. “If they accept me what do I get to wear?” “You’ll get a hooded cloak, you’ll have seen them all wearing them.” “So I wear that and nothing else?” I asked innocently, loving the way his eyes glimmered whenever I teased him with a tempting idea. The little female servant was speedy, a long w
The atmosphere of the room hung on a knife edge. Even little Freya sensed the change in tension moving back to her papa, our silly game at an end. Cherish’s wolf is new to her, both still adjusting to each other’s temperaments, I need her to not unravel here. “Apologies, but Luna Helena, please can you clarify, you knew Ivan was in the Shadowlands all this time?” “I did,” she said calmly, “I had…some dreams that repeated. They’re normally visions of the future.” I tried squeezing her hand, but she was too agitated to notice. Though her tone was sweet and friendly enough her questions were laced with implications. “I just want to check, you know exactly what Ivan has had to do to survive for the past two years?” Her blue eyes gleamed as she spoke, sat as tall and stately as the others in the bright yellow, ridiculous chairs. Helena looked straight at me, her face paling, whilst Alexander stroked his daughters’ dark curls, his lips clamped tightly together. “Cherish, how we got he
Spending the afternoon curled up in Ivan’s huge arms listening to his ridiculous stories was blissful. I adored his scent, unable to stop myself nuzzling in closer to his body, toying with the strings that lace up his shirt. Waves of adoration meant I practically floated back into the huge castle courtyard before remembering Luna Helena might want my head on a stick. In fact, the opposite occurred when we got back to our suite. A vast selection of fine dresses was laid out for me to wear alongside new, finer quality white shirts and pants for Ivan. I chose a rich purple off-the shoulder gown. Gently puffed sleeves rested on my upper arms, a semi-corset elevating my chest. I wore my hair up, a few loose curls trailing down, a Luna for a night I scoffed at Halo. Ivan’s gaze hit me as he left the bathroom, flattening his copper tufts down. He moved to stand behind me in the mirror, hands softly on my hips and placed some kisses along my bare neck and shoulders. “You look beautiful.” “