All the way home, I had my shirt hung over my right shoulder. It smelled like her, citrusy and delectable. She didn’t allow me to join her under the shower. I was going to punish her for keeping me away from her. A week without her was enough for my wolf to realize that both of us were going to be doomed without her or with her. Better, with her. I reached home and saw that my father and mother were awake. They were having tea in the main hall. With my shirt hung over my naked shoulder, I walked to my room when my mother called me. “Apollo, we need to talk.” A muscle in my jaw feathered because I knew what was coming. Taking a deep breath in, I pulled my shades over my head and traipsed to them. “Mum,” I gave her a tight nod as I sat on the opposite sofa and picked up a cookie. I wanted to relax back and show that I was ready for what was coming, but my shoulder muscles were too tense. I nodded at my father who was reading news on his iPad. “Have you gone mad?” my mother exploded
Natasha POV I couldn’t help stealing glances at his chiseled body. His eyes were frightening, filled with rage and something I couldn’t point out. His bared chest heaved under my gaze, every muscle and tendon rippling. I wanted to touch him again but I closed my fists in my lap, bunching up the skirt, under which I wasn’t wearing panties. It was difficult not to be aware of my nakedness. It was difficult not to be affected by this wolf. I wanted to move closer, put my fingers against those ridges and see how they reacted beneath my touch. I wanted to sift my nails through his black hair on his chest. His hair was mussed up. How could I not get attracted to a man like him—all tousled hair and bulging muscles? My gaze went to his tattoo—the rose vines around the wolf. I wanted to ask why he had the vines around the wolf, but refrained. Apollo had this dark aura around him that I was afraid of. So, I sat in my place, once again stealing glances in fascination. At one point of time,
I fell down on my knees and braced myself on the ground with my palms, in the process myself. “Ah!” I said, as I lifted myself off the gravely path. When I gazed around, I found that I was surrounded by Rita and three other she-wolves. This was going to be the first hurdle for me—to be the target of every she-wolf who loved, adored, worshiped Apollo, and I knew that it was every she-wolf of the Black Moon pack. So, yes, I was practically a target of every female in the pack which I didn’t even belong to. All my life had been so cautiously planned in a way that I should stay hidden and never be the center of the limelight and yet, I was being pushed in the limelight by fate. “You mutt!” Rita growled. “I am going to beat you to pulp. You dared to seduce Apollo?” “She thinks that she can keep Apollo wrapped around her little finger?” said another one. “Let us first smash her face with a stone and then we will see what Apollo thinks of her. He will drop her!” “How about we punch her s
I frowned. He traced the outline of my lips and then smoothened the crease on my forehead. I didn’t know why but every time I frowned, he tried to erase those lines. For a long time, Apollo traced my features, running his finger gently over my cheeks, nose, lips, and chin. As if that was not enough, he started running his fingers through my hair. He took a deep breath in and said, “I am sorry for not being able to protect you.” Our gazes locked, his full of concern, and mine puzzled. “You are under no obligation to protect me,” I replied, but that reply brought tremendous pain to my ribcage. “Ah!” I winced and closed my eyes, trying to understand what happened to me exactly. Apollo’s reaction to my pain was… surprising. When I opened my eyes, I saw that blood had drained from his face and he looked pale. “What happened?” he asked in a hoarse voice with a ragged breath. “Why does my rib cage hurt so much?” I asked and tried to remove my blanket to see the extent of damage done to
For the entire week, Apollo didn’t leave my side. He conducted his business from my room in the hospital. The other bed was a spread of documents in which he was immersed when I was sleeping. When I was awake, he would monitor me closely, make sure that I was comfortable and well fed. I felt like a baby in my mommy’s arms. Artemis would come with his notes from the school. At first, it was really awkward. He would simply come and keep his notebooks on my table. I would pick up one by one and read them. One day, I asked him a question and we debated about it for an hour after which it turned out that I was right. It was evening and Artemis was munching on his chicken sandwich when the argument started. Apollo gave me my medicines, and then ordered food that mostly consisted of congee and stewed vegetables. He ensured that I ate it while I still argued with Artemis. He watched the two of us quietly and then went back to his bed after giving me a glass of water. When my argument turne
Two days later when I was discharged, I was hoping that my aunt and uncle would come and take me home. Instead, they messaged me that they won't be able to see me for the next week also. Kevin was apparently being an asshole who was making work difficult for both of them. It was all because of me. I was to be blamed. Sadness encompassed me when I read their message. It was good that I didn’t let them know about my visit to the hospital. They would have freaked out. Apollo was talking to the doctor when I was discharged with a satchel that consisted of my belongings. I was standing in the foyer, watching him with renewed appreciation and admiration. The doctor had said that I was as fit as a horse now and that I could attend the school easily. But I had to take precautions with my medicines. “You don’t need more than a five days course. Eat healthy and don’t eat junk food.” There went my burgers and pizzas. While I came out, Apollo still talked to the doctor about me. I was overwhelme
Apollo stared at me for one more time and then he crashed his lips over mine. He crushed me beneath him, his body flattening mine, his fingers wrapped around my nape and his thighs pressing mine in a way that I could no longer run away from me. With no space between us, I could hear the rhythmic pounding of his heart.I was so wet that it must have dampened his erection. Every part in my body throbbed. My breasts became heavy and my nipples pebbled straining against his ridged muscles. He kissed me so hard that his fangs lanced my tongue. That action was enough to scorch my soul. I was burning inside with intense feelings. I didn’t know when he slid his finger down and then inside me. “You are mine,” he rasped. When he left me, we were both gasping for air. He trailed a line of kisses down my torso and reached my navel. He kissed it deeply over there, licking my skin with skin and then went lower. “Wait, answer—” When I tried to scramble, he clamped my hips and yanked me back. He hel
My back arched when I felt him hit the deepest part of my body. I felt things I had never known before. I clenched his shaft as I welcomed the stretch, and I could feel him shuddering and sweating against me, above me. Both of us were hanging on the edge of the cliff and we wanted to fall down with our arms wrapped around each other. “Say my name, Natasha,” he hissed. I let out his name from my quivering lips in reverence. “Apollo…” He took his shaft out and then delved in deep, twisting and rolling those lean hips in a way that I gasped, I groaned. He started moving slowly, waiting for me to adjust to his pace. His cock rubbed on a turgid spot inside that was titillating as hell. I clenched my muscles so tightly around him that he was having trouble controlling himself. He grew his pace and soon he became merciless, plunging inside me as if he had been desperate to do so, as if he wasn’t thinking. His teeth gnashed. His thighs quivered and I could feel the dust of hair against my