Kane's POV:
One moment, I am on the opposite side of the living room, the next Willow walks in and I have her pinned to the wall. Breathing heavily, I’m pushing my hard erection into her soft belly, while my hands are all over her. Dario is so close to the surface, that I can almost feel my skin giving way to make room for him. “Stop me,” I growl. “He’ll only listen to you.”
“What if I don’t want to stop you?” she asks in that cheeky way she has.
“Please. I have very little control. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Stop,” she says.
My muscles let go, Dario retreats, and I can breathe a little easier. “Thank you,” I say and take a step back, trying my best to get myself under control again.
“I don’t understand…if I’m willing, why are you so worried?”
“When you are in heat…you have to co
It’s a rough night. Kane keeps rolling over to my side of the bed, losing his mind and groping at me, trying to be with me. And every time he does, he shakes himself out of it and asks me to stop him. And as the night wears on, I’m becoming more and more reluctant to do it.The physical sensations caused by the heat are nearly unbearable, but it doesn’t cloud my mind like it does Kane’s. It’s becoming almost painful to deny him now. My muscles ache and throb, my skin is on fire, and the constant arousal that was merely annoying earlier is now an intense, pulsating need.Sometime during the night, I wake up with Kane lying flush against me, his face in my neck, breath racing past his lips as he growls and begs me to stop him. “Why?” I ask. “Why do you want to stop? You are in pain.”He’s out of his mind, delirious, scratching at his own body like he’s trying to tear his own skin off, but there is a
Kane is already up and busy in the kitchen by the time I wake up. For a few minutes, I just listen to him banging the pots and pans before I try to sit up. Groaning softly, I stretch my arms. My whole body aches, but despite the fact that I’m hurting, I want him again. “Fuck’s sake,” I moan and kick the covers off me. I’m boiling.I find a t-shirt and go to the kitchen where my mate is singing softly to himself while he’s frying up bacon in one pan and sausages in the other. He has an amazing voice – soothing. I would happily just sit here and listen to him sing all day. He looks up and smiles at me. “Welcome back to the land of the living.”He looks fantastic, dressed in a long-sleeved t-shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, and a pair of jeans, his tousled, wet hair softening the sharp edges of his face. My body responds immediately, but just like last night, my mind becomes sharper, clearer. It’s
Kane’s POV:I leave Willow to sleep. She is exhausted, while I’m filled with a strange, jittery kind of energy. I’d love to go outside and run it off, but I don’t want to leave her alone.At one point, when we took a break, she told me how clear her mind becomes when I touch her. She’s not reacting like other she-wolves. From what I’ve read and heard over the years, she-wolves go nearly insane with the need to mate. They react very much in the same way I reacted, although they’ll always stay in control during the deed, whereas the males usually can’t.But she kept her promise all the way through. She forced me to stay in control. The only time I lost it a little bit was when I came – and even then, I had much more control than I usually have. It’s a strange new development for me. Every male wolf I know loses control when his orgasm approaches.I thought it would take away some o
Kane's POV: I never thought I’d ever get tired of sex…especially not sex with Willow. But I am well and truly fed up with it all. I’m achy, I’m hungry, I’m tired, and I swear my balls have shriveled up to the size of raisins. Thank Goddess this only happens every six months. I roll over to Willow and nuzzle her neck. Her heat is waning, but we’re not quite out of the woods yet. My cock jumps to attention and my pulse quickens. “Oh gods, no,” Willow groans. “Can’t you just help yourself? Sniff me all you like, but just don’t touch me.” It’s not an order. She hasn’t been able to give me an order since yesterday afternoon, but I hadn’t needed them. After our first night of frenzied fucking, I gained control over Dario and it’s been smooth sailing ever since. Apart from the insatiable need to mate every few hours. “Don’t worry. Just because I have an erection, doesn’t mean I want to use it. I think I’ll die of dehydration if I ejaculate one more
I’ve never cried like that before. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve shed tears over the years, sometimes it’s difficult to keep it all in. But letting go and crying until my throat is raw, my head aches and I can barely breathe? I haven’t done that since I was a little girl. I cry until I fell asleep, and when I wake up, it’s morning again. Kane is gone. He left food and a note that he’ll be back in time for dinner. I have no idea where he went this time…I know I’ll have to get used to it, he is a king after all, and from what Mina told me, the CEO of a hugely successful company, but it feels weird to be alone after the last three days. I go through my usual routines, and because I haven’t eaten in two days, I eat the food Kane left in the microwave, even though I’m not very hungry. I feel okay. I think the heat has passed, so I take a chance and leave the apartment. I didn’t take two steps before two female guards join me. “Uh, what’s going on?” I ask. “We are your guard, your majesty.” “
I spend most of the day exploring the castle. As far as I go, wolves stop when they see my approach and bow until I have passed. An hour later, I barely notice it anymore. I stop in front of a large painting taking up half the wall. It tells a story of hate and fear. On one side, humans are marching through a forest towards a werewolf settlement with torches and pitchforks in hand. It’s a horror story waiting to unfold, but the beauty of the work draws me in, the minute details the artist included. The humans on one side, mothers clutching their babies, terrified. The werewolves on the other, the mothers clutching their babies, equally terrified. It depicts the similarities between the two enemies and the dichotomy superficial differences can cause. “Excuse me, your majesty?” one of the guards asks. “Yes?” I mutter, still staring at the painting. “It’s time for you to head back to your apartments.” “Why?” “On Wednesdays, the king dines with hi
Kane’s POV: I drag Bryce out to the courtyard, listening to Willow running to keep up with us. I don’t slow down for her. I can’t. She has to show that she’s just as capable of doing everyday things as the rest of us. Carl and Glenn are already waiting for us, the other three traitors on their knees, hands bound behind their backs with silver. I shove Bryce in their direction. To his credit, he doesn’t stumble and fall. Glenn cuffs him and pushes him down to his knees. The gathered Gammas stare at them, some with condemnation, others with hate, a few in sympathy. I have to hide my anger and regret from them. Bryce is one of my best Gammas and I don’t want to kill him, but if I don’t, the others will question my authority and judgment. It’s an awful Catch-22 situation. “Good afternoon,” I say. The Gammas go quiet and sink to one knee, their heads bowed. “You have been called to judge these wolves for their crimes.” I stand to the side so the G
Kane's POV I summon an Omega, give him instructions to take Bryce’s mate, Maria, straight to Charmaine, then turn back to Willow. “Let’s go have some supper,” I say. The expression of horror on her face amuses me. “How can you even think about eating after everything that’s happened?” I shrug, take her hand, and start to walk with her in the direction of the family dining room. “I’m a werewolf. I’m always thinking about food.” “Yes, but--” “Willow, this shit happens all the time. There’s always a wolf plotting to kill one of us. Most of them don’t follow through, but when we catch them…life goes on, we can’t come to a grinding halt and brood about it. We’ll never get anything done.” I can see and feel the shock my words cause. “All the time?” “Yes,” I chuckle. “It’s not as scary as it sounds. I’m their king. I can order them to stop whenever they try to do something…so can you. You have the power. Surely, you h