EVANGELINE When Lucien started to kiss my neck, I felt the remote control of my rationality slip from my fingers. His masculine scent, his rough lips pressing over my skin, leaving a burning trail in its wake…it all tangled the neurons inside my head into a mesh of desire. My body shuddered when I felt something cold and metallic accompanied by his warm wet tongue skate down the column of my neck. Oh fuck. Did he have a tongue piercing? The thought of it clenched the slippery walls of my core and for a fleeting second, the image of that piercing penetrating my pussy made my insides throb. Goddess! His hand tightened dominantly over my wrists and those rough, calloused fingers grazed my skin softly as if dictating his possession over me. I was an Alpha female and male dominance was on the list of things that annoyed me. But there I had been, melting and craving to be tied under him like a thirsty traveler in a desert. My mind had been clouded with thoughts of lust as he pinched
EVANGELINE Hera nodded, “Yep. You were sleeping for quite a long time.” I released a heavy groan. But as I sat there beside her, something slowly dawned on me. For the first time in years, I had gone to sleep without having to resort to the herbs and potions my healer gave me to ward off the nightmares. I had slept peacefully and without fear. The night before was the same but I didn’t pay attention to it as I thought it was due to fighting them. My stomach churned as what happened with Lucien gushed back into my head. I didn’t have nightmares anymore because I had been living my nightmare. It was him. Hera tilted her head and her eyes bored into me, curiosity etched on her face. “Are you hungry?” she asked, her voice gentle and inquisitive. I shook my head, my curved lips pursed in a fierce frown, as I thought back to the unpleasant encounter with Lucien. All of the hunger had been drained out of me, and all that remained was the empty pit of despair in my stomach. The same p
EVANGELINE I looked up from the floor and into the eyes of the girl who had caused this. She had raven hair, with blue highlights at the tips, which was a stark contrast to my own jet-black hair. She had a nonchalant attitude toward the mess she had created as if it was nothing. The other girls who had followed her sat beside her, not making a single move to help clean up. I cleared my throat, feeling my chest tighten in anticipation. “Excuse me?” I repeated. She slowly turned her gaze towards me, her fork still twirling in her hand. Her eyes moved up to meet mine, but her head remained still, as if unmoved by my presence. Her lips parted slightly and she spoke her voice monotone and cold. “What?” she asked her expression one of apathy. I would tell you ‘what’, dumb bitch! "Why did you do that?!" I asked, pointing at my plate that was now on the floor. She slowly raised her head and glanced at the tray, her face expressionless. She just shrugged and went back to her task of
LUCIENWhen I stepped through the doorway into the mess hall, I was met with a cacophony of sound. Everyone was huddled in one corner, their eyes focused on the scene that was playing out in front of them. I could smell the pungent aroma of power radiating from the figure in the center of the room. Alpha waves, strong and confident, seemed to be emanating from her in a powerful force. I could feel their intensity, even from across the room.I strode towards the crowd and they all stepped away, creating a path. Her brunette friend was filled with dread, petrified of what her friend was about to do. Nobody could blame her after the way Evangeline had ruthlessly smashed Daruka’s skull against the unforgiving wall, the sickening thud echoing through the room. Blood stained the wall against which Daruka’s head had been slammed. I moved in close behind her, my arm instinctively reaching around her waist. It was a bold move, something I hadn't expected myself to do. I didn’t touch my slaves
EVANGELINE “No-running. Or-else-I-will-kill-you.” the words echoed in my mind, cutting through the oblivious darkness. I felt someone shaking me insistently, and heard a voice calling out my name. "Eva. Wake up." “Or-else-I-will-kill-you.” As I stepped further into the darkness, I suddenly spotted Crystal's wolf staring at me intently as if it was issuing a challenge. My own wolf was threatening me. I felt a jolt of panic as I jolted awake, my vision slowly adjusting to the dim light in the room. I glanced around, taking in the gray ceiling wall that loomed above me with a sense of confusion. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Mia's face. Her sapphire blue eyes were wide with worry, as she called out my name with urgency. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I realized what had happened. I squinted my eyes, trying to remember what had happened the night before. As the memories slowly trickled in, I sat up abruptly, a feeling of dread washing over me. It had all been
EVANGELINE When we were in middle school, we used to play hide and seek with my Dad that had a unique twist. Dad had an incredible sense of hearing, so Mia and I had to come up with a clever way to communicate our hiding spot without him catching on. I began to take Mia's hand or leg, and carefully trace my finger on it, writing out a secret message. At first, it was difficult to decipher the symbols, but after a while, we got the hang of it and it became a breeze. I carefully drew imaginary lines on her palm, "How can we get information on our pack?" The demonic wolves had a very powerful hearing. Whatever we discussed might reach one of the ears lingering behind the cell walls. So it’d be safer if we communicated through a medium that would go unsuspected. She had a contemplative expression on her face as she cupped my cheeks in her hands and tenderly inscribed the name “Hera?” onto my skin with her fingertips. I nodded. She was the only one so far who had been friendly to us an
LUCIENI gazed at the training field, where Sean and David had been set to work. These two men had dared me to a duel the previous day, and I saw no better way to test the strength of my pack warriors than to make use of them as training material. I was determined to see how my warriors would fare against these two formidable Blood Moon warriors.“We’ll have a one-on-one battle with them. You can choose whom to fight with. There are rules, however–no weapons and no shifting. We will focus on your combat skills today, is that clear?” Men of my pack nodded. I spun quickly on my heel, my gaze shifting to the two men whose wolf auras shimmered and swirled with rage in the air around them. Thick iron shackles had been clamped around their wrists and ankles, clanking loudly as they shifted in their binds and struggled to break free. “I hope you two have no issue with it unless you are too scared to fight my men,” I said and smirked when I received a growl from David. The two hot-headed
LUCIEN I found myself yearning to check on Evangeline, a desire too strong to deny. It was a falsehood that I was simply curious if she was hard at work. I longed to witness the sight of her as she erased the bloodstain from the wall. I knew it would be a sight to behold. When I stepped inside the mess hall, I stopped dead in my tracks, completely taken aback by the sight before me. She was kneeling on the floor in nothing but a black, flimsy lace bra, and her long arm was slowly wiping away the stain on the wall. Her gaze stayed fixed on her task while her hair was pulled up, exposing the silky column of her neck. My heart raced as a wave of heat surged through my veins. Despite her submissive stance, she looked as though she called the shots in here. Her presence was so powerful, it was as if the entire hall was illuminated by her radiance. I heard her humming something as she washed the wall with the shirt she wore when I left her in this room, oblivious of my heated gaze on her.