LOGINThen I see something I wasn’t expecting to see today: the Alpha Prince and his brother arriving for the show.I reach over to get Sebastian’s attention, pointing to the werewolves we weren’t expecting. Sebastian curses, then looks up at the scarf wrapped around the lower half of my face, just like i
NatashaI try to relax into the trunk of the tree, but it’s hard to truly relax when I’m on a branch high up enough that a fall could kill me.“You have to sleep, Natasha. If you’re too tired to keep your eyes open tomorrow, you’re useless to us.”“I know,” I snap at Sebastian’s harsh words.This wi
Sebastian leads me to the left with a gentle hand on my hip.The six of us spread out in pairs, still able to see each other as we hide behind trees. Once we’re all in place, we peek around our trees to the horrific sight ahead.The lone werewolf sits on the ground with his back to us. Two humans li
NatashaI’m already in my training gear, so I use the time that Marion and Sebastian take to argue over whether or not I’m joining him to braid back my hair in a French braid. It takes much less time than it used to since it’s so short now.It’s Sebastian saying, “Please don’t make her prove she can
NatashaI stand next to Sebastian, the rows of tents at our backs. In front of us is a training area similar to where Isaiah and Raleigh taught me to fight. Except the training grounds at the palace have thick, plush mats on which werewolves spar.Here, humans spar on areas piled with a couple inche
“The other Quarters,” Marions answers. “That was one of our problems last time we revolted against the kingdom. I was trying to organize and lead too many humans by myself.”Sebastian’s breath comes out heavy. He doesn’t like how much Marion is revealing to me.“Over the past two decades,” she goes
I shiver at the praise. She teases me with a brief lick of my tip.“Tell me what rumors you started to make that happen, Diego.” She takes only the tip of my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the most sensitive edges. I moan and thrust deeper into her.She immediately pulls back, and my
AmeliaI don’t think it’s as much the reveal that Owen has werewolves researching the legitimacy of our matehood that lifts my mood as much as just getting my frustrations off my chest. It’s heartening feeling even more like I can trust Isaiah and like I have someone to talk to.Either way, I feel l
AmeliaI glance over my shoulder at the rest of the training grounds. Everyone else is a good distance away, but I need to remember that werewolves have exceptional hearing.Isaiah notices the motion. “Let’s go for a walk through the gardens,” he suggests, pushing off the mat to stand.I use the opp
AmeliaI wake up to the morning light filtering in behind the curtains. I closed them last night after I finished frigging to block out the stupid full moon that was laughing down at me. My eyes are still swollen from crying myself to sleep.When I remember what made me cry, the tears start all over







