Ava's rejection hung in the air like a challenge, and Dolion's eyes flashed with a fierce warning. His wolf strained to break free, its fury threatening to consume them all. "She doesn't want us!" the beast growled, its voice echoing in Dolion's mind. "KILL! Kill all of them and take our mate!"
Ava froze, her heart racing as she watched Dolion fight to contain his wolf. His eyes blazed with a fierce inner turmoil, and for a moment, she thought she saw a glimmer of madness. Then, his gaze snapped back to hers, and he pulled her into a crushing embrace. His head buried in the crook of her neck, Dolion inhaled deeply, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. Ava stood rigid, her heart pounding in her chest, as the room held its collective breath. Everyone watched in rapt attention, their faces set with concern and fear. Without warning, Dolion scooped her up and sprinted out of the hall, leaving a trail of stunned onlookers in his wake. Terrance, Charles, and a few other Alphas gave chase, but Dolion's speed was unmatched. As they burst through the forest entrance, Dolion slammed Ava against a tree. Ava hissed in pain as her breath hitched, she closed her eyes to regain stability and ease the pain. He slammed his fist into the tree right behind her head, his eyes blazing with fury. "I've had enough of your antics, little mate," he snarled, his voice low and menacing. "You will behave and accept the bond, or I'll teach you in the harshest way possible." Ava's eyes flashed with defiance, but Dolion's words sent a shiver down her spine. His finger trailed down her face, sending sparks of electricity through her body. As Dolion's lips brushed against the sensitive skin of her neck, Ava felt a shiver run down her spine. He paused at the exact spot where his mark would be etched, and Ava's vulnerability was palpable. In a subconscious gesture, she tilted her head to the side, exposing her neck to him. A spark of electricity seemed to arc between them, and Ava's body betrayed her, responding to Dolion's touch with a fiery passion. She tried to push him away, but he was unyielding, his fingers tracing a path of desire along her skin. his touch igniting a fire within her. As Terrance and the others approached, Dolion's growl sent them standing rooted to the point where they were. Ava's father watched in horror as Dolion loomed over his daughter, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm fine, Father," she communicated, trying to reassure him. Dolion's hand disappeared into her cleavage, his next move left her breathless. His hands cupped her vagina, and his smirk grew wider as he inhaled her arousal. "What do we have here, Ava?" he taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "It seems you're not as immune to me as you thought." Ava's face burned with humiliation as she took in the crowd of people behind her father, realizing her pack members and the other Alphas could probably also smell her arousal. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan, that she couldn’t help making from his continuous assault on her sexual sanity. Dolion's hands continued to explore her body, the slit in her dress gave him access to move his hand freely on her lower area, his touch sending waves of pleasure and shame through her. Ava's green eyes blazed with hatred as she glared at Dolion, trying to struggle from his hold again, she hates that he made her feel that way without being able control it or put up any resistance, determined not to put up with this any longer, she wasn’t going to last any longer before crumbling under his persistent touch. With this thought and as she peered at her father’s uncomfortable face from afar, thankfully Dolion had the decency to cover her with his body, but she had had enough, left breathlessly from the unwanted pleasure, with her voice barely above a whisper, "I, Ava Beaumont, Alpha of Crescent Claw pack, reject you..." The words hung in the air like a challenge, and Dolion's response was immediate. His growl shook the air, unleashing a wave of pain that sent everyone crashing to the ground. Ava whimpered, clutching her chest as the agony washed over her. As she lost her ability to breathe, Ava's gaze locked onto Dolion's, her eyes blazing with hatred. Then, everything went black.Dolion's anxiety was palpable as he paced back and forth in the castle's great hall. His mind kept wandering back to Ava, and he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had been building up inside him. He had to wait for his mother's response, and the anticipation was killing him.His mother, the queen, had retreated to her chambers earlier that day, determined to find a cure for Ava's affliction. Dolion had been surprised by her words, but he had tried to remain optimistic. "I need time," she had said, her eyes fixed on the ancient texts scattered before her."I...I...need to decipher the text first," she had added, her voice barely above a whisper.Dolion's eyes had widened in shock, and he had struggled to respond. He had been expecting a straightforward answer, not a cryptic message that left him with more questions than answers."How long will it take?" he had asked finally, trying to keep his voice steady.His mother's reply had done little to ease his concerns. "I don't k
Maeve sat beside Ava, her hand clasped tightly in hers, as Ava writhed and turned on the bed. The smell of burning flesh filled the air, and Maeve's face contorted in worry. Despite the pain searing into her palm, she refused to leave Ava's side. Doctor Maria walked in, frustration etched on her face. "Maeve, you need to rest and get that hand checked."Maeve shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm fine... Ava, wake up." Tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed at Ava's pale, disheveled face. Maeve's own trauma, stemming from her birth mother's illness and death, resurfaced, and she felt a chill run down her spine.Only Martin and Ava knew about this, which was why Martin had not tried to pull her away from Ava."Don't die on me, Ava," she whispered, her voice cracking, tears had started to form in her eyes once again. Ava's eyes remained closed, her body wracked with fever. But in her mind, a battle raged on. Hecuba's voice echoed, filled with anger a
"Shit!......Ava" Dolion swore, he just remembered her, the mate bond. He picked up his phone and dialed Terrene number, mating with another wolf when you have a mate, brings excruciating pain to your mate. If she was mated to a regular Alpha, the pain would have been tolerable because that have not marked each other. But having a Lycan as a mate would make the pain intolerable, regardless of whether he has marked her or not. The calk connected and there was silence and a forced breathing "Alpha Terrence?" Dolion asked to be sure, on the other side Terrence closed his eyes to calm himself. "Alpha King" he said devoid of any emotions. Dolion rubbed his forehead and sighed, he knew fully well the man was angry and he knew why. "Is Ava okay?" "You should know fully well whether she's fine ...... Alpha King" Dolion eyes snapped open angrily at this reply and he cut in "Just answer the question Alpha Terrence, my patience is thinning" He knew the man had every ri
Roman stood under the warm spray of the shower, his mind replaying the encounter with Ava.He couldn't believe how drawn he was to her, how much he wanted to claim her as his own.But he knew he couldn't, he had a more important mission.His eyes so many emotions, he faced the mirror wiping off the steam with one hand. He stared back at his own reflection, he grunted painfully suddenly as his blue eyes deepened and flashed, he closed his eyes and when he opened them, in his reflection in the mirror, it was pitch dark, with no sign of the blueness. If only Ava saw him this way, it would have felt so familiar, it was like the darkness Hecuba carried, just less dark but very ominous. The next minute was the most unprecedented, his eyes were still blue but a look at the mirror felt like looking into the pit of darkness.It was still his face and physique, but it looks an entirely different entity, as it expression
Dolion was relentless. "You've been hiding the tribute brides, using them for your own twisted desires."Mountain Zico was a wolf pack that chose to remain secluded out of civilization and kept on practising their Stone Age customs. And because of these, they had kept on sending tribute bride without a hitch and all of these shewolves had been going to Zachary's secret den which he created to auction off these girls to powerful people all around the world. He pointed at the bald elder, named Michael "You, spokesman......you have put your public speaking skills into such a good use all these years" Michael could not utter a word. "Hmn, Can't talk? Ychest.re so good at giving speeches that made the Moonbeam pack, Blackpeak pack, Crescent blood pack and the Bloodmoon pack, send a regular supply of 'thank you gift' to you......every .....month " Dolion raised his hand to quiet him down. "Hmn this one is eve
Ava looked up from her work and raised her brows, her expression was stern, her eyes flashing with a warning. "Let's focus on securing the pack's borders, Martin. We can discuss the... complicated situation later." Martin nodded, still reeling from the news. He knew better than to push Ava when she was in a foul mood. "Right, of course. I gathered the trackers and we have secured that vulnerable path." As Martin turned to leave, Ava's voice stopped him. "Martin?" He turned back, his eyes questioning. "Yes?" "Be discreet about this. I don't want the pack to know about... him." Ava's gaze flicked towards the east, where Roman was being housed. Martin's expression turned thoughtful. "You think he's a threat?" Ava's eyes narrowed. "I don't know what he is, Martin. But I do know that I need to protect my pack, and if that means keepin