*Jonas* I follow Typhon down the dimly lit corridor, the smell of damp earth and moss lingering in the air. The sound of our footsteps echo off the cave walls, creating a soft harmony as we make our way to my room. My heart races in anticipation, and I can feel Cana, my wolf, stirring within me, his excitement palpable. Typhon stops in front of a heavy wooden door, his strong hand resting on the doorknob. Our eyes meet, and I can feel the heat rise in my cheeks. Cana purrs in my mind, ‘Go on, Jonas. He's just as eager as we are.’ As the door creaks open, I step inside, followed closely by Typhon. The room is simple but cozy, with a large bed covered in furs and a small fireplace casting flickering shadows on the walls. Typhon closes the door behind us, muffling the sounds of the pack outside. He walks towards me, his broad shoulders and strong arms making me feel safe and protected. I can't help but be drawn to him, and I reach out to touch his chest, feeling the warmth of his bod
*Jonas* Afterwards, I can't decide which part I liked best. Was it the feeling of completeness I felt when we were joined as one when kissing? Was it the primitive rhythm of Typhon's body as he pleasured me? Certainly, I can't discount the explosive climax I'd felt. 'What a wild night, Cana,' I think, addressing my wolf. 'One to remember, Jonas,' Cana replies within my mind, his voice a comforting echo. But now, as I lay in Typhon’s strong arms, the fresh breeze from the window caressing our bodies, I think that this might be the best of all. He is so warm and close, and I can hear his heartbeat as it slows to its normal, sedate pace. I can smell the salt on his skin and the passion in the air. And there is something so right about it all, as if I've waited my whole life just for this moment. 'Can you feel this too, Cana?' I ask, sharing my feeling of rightness with my wolf. 'I feel your happiness, Jonas. It's a warm glow,' Cana responds, his presence a steady anchor within m
*Jonas*I slow from a run to a walk in a part of the woods, which is eerily silent, even for my wolf Cana’s ears.Fear knots up my stomach as I shift into my human form at the edge of the forest, breathing in the scent of pine, earth, the nearby river, and something else, something feral and dangerous.I open the backpack, which my wolf Cana has carried in his mouth, and pull out the simple clothes inside … sweatpants and a t-shirt. I really have no desire to do this naked, but I am not exactly going to a party here either.‘No, we are going to certain death.’ Cana whimpers inside my head.&
Three weeks earlier*Jonas*I slowly open my eyes as the warm light shines through the window. And like every morning, my first thought is, so this is it, this is what it's like being the future alpha. I stretch and yawn as I sit up in the giant bed. It is made from the finest oak wood and draped in blue silk.The room is big and lavish. There is nothing I really want for. Yup, life is pretty sweet."Don't go, Jonas.” A soft sleepy voice sounds from my left side, and a slim hand slides up my chest as the cute brunette leans over, tangling her legs with mine. "Stay a little longer."What was her name again ? She
One week later*Jonas*I am out running with a couple of other guys when I pick up a cry for help over the pack's mind link. And instantly know it is my father. ‘Rogues …. Anyone … help.’‘This way,’ Cana instantly tells the other wolves, and we turn, falling into formations as we speed through the forest towards the river.My heart is pumping, and cold flashes are running down our spine. As I have already pointed out, my father is not really my favorite person, but I wish no harm upon him, and I know how dangerous these rogues are. We need to get there fast.All I get from my father are incomprehe
12 days later*Jonas*The meeting with the other alphas went okay, even if I felt they were talking a bit over my head at times. It might just be that I am still young and not an experienced Alpha, and that most of them don't really know me. At least I am trying no to read too much into it. I just really wish my father would have let me participate more.But at least they want to do something about the rogues. Everyone is outraged about what they did to my father. And personally I want revenge, not that I had the biggest love for him but he was after all my dad and my Alpha. We are having another meeting next week.“Damn numbers,” I mumble.
Next day*Typhon*“Your highness ?” One of the young women asks, as she comes into the cave. She looks timid, but it’s very clearly an act, everything else about her tells me that.What was her name, something flowery I think. I breathe in, she smells faintly of roses, mint and female arousal. No it was no Rose. “What is it, Peony ?”“I was wondering if there is something I could do for you, to make sure you are kind to us,” She bites her lip, as her eyes scan over me. “Anything at all”.“Anything at all ?” I ask, giving her a cheeky smile and leaning forward in my seat. So she thinks she can sleep her way to special treatment.
*Typhon*“Jones no, you can't stay here,” His sister says, as he hugs her goodbye. She is giving me a sideways glare. “You never know what he will do to you”.“It can’t be worse than whatnhe might do to you,” He says softly, touching her cheek.‘If only he knew right,’ Cerberus chuckles with a weird wolfish sound.I smile to myself. ‘He will, but on that account we are not gonna do anything he doesn't want.’‘But he is gonna want it, right ?’ Cerberus says. ‘Cause I like his scent, and the way he looks … Oh and that perky ass too.&r