LOGINDamien POV:
I watched like a creep from behind the trees, how my mate and little sister (I don't think it will ever be normal to say that in a sentence to anyone) was allowing Micheal to be all handsy with her. I was using my wolf hearing to listen in on their flirtatious conversations as they trained and I could feel my wolf close to the surface. I got back into SUV, slamming the door before pressing down on the accelerator and speeding away. I drove the lonely road, surrounded on both sides by forest and then pulled over. I needed to shift. My wolf wanted to kill Micheal for even touching her. The image of his hand on her upper thigh made me growl loudly as my talons extended, a flock of crows flew away loudly from the trees near me.
I kicked off my shoes and tossed into the car before running barefoot into the forest and shifting instantly. The trees were a dark green and the floor of the forest was littered with green and brown. My black wolf picked up into a run, our paws thrumming against the earth. No matter how hard we pushed, ran or even jumped, I couldn't escape the images of his hands on her thigh, the way he held her down and the way that they looked at each other. I howled in anger, scaring off even more birds as I ran. I hadn't felt this way for two years. I thought about her but I never imagined that there could be other people interested in her. These emotions were overwhelming and killing me. My wolf wanted nothing more than to mark her but I couldn't. I needed to reject her. Once she turns eighteen in a few days, it will all be easier. We'll reject each other, after all, it was a silly mistake on the Moon Goddess' part and then we will go our seperate ways. It will all be okay again. Leaves were flying at the speed at which I was running, mom won't be so stressed and I'm sure Olivia will be happier too!
All these thoughts twisting and convulsing in my own head, brewing up it's own little sand storm. There would be no escape until I rejected her and I just needed to hold on for three days, I've done it for two years so I can do it for three more days. A brown wolf stopped in front of me and I skidded on my hind legs to avoid clashing into them. We both shifted back. I was ready to tear them a new one after we nearly clashed when the wolf transformed into a beautiful brunette. She had short hair but her hour glass figure was out of this world. I could only stare. She bowed to me, "Young Alpha," she smiled, "your mother said that I could find you here," I took a whiff of her scent, she was an omega. "What is it that you want?" I asked and she smiled coyly at me, "to please you," she said as her eyes travelled down to my large manhood. "I will be taking care of you for the next three days," she smiled and I couldn't help but smile back, "is that so?" I asked stepping closer to her, "and how do you plan on doing that?" She backed up against the tree as she pushed up her large breasts for my viewing pleasure and fluttered her sultry eyes at me. "which ever way would please you," she slid down to her knees and took my hard, thick cock into her hands as she looked up at me, deep in my eyes. I placed my hand on her head, tangling my fingers into her soft hair as she took my whole member into her mouth and down her throat, slobbering and choking as she forced more and more, until she had taken it all. I moaned in pleasure and then she started bobbing her head up and down, sliding her throat around my cock, I was growling as I imagined it was Olivia doing this to me. I gripped her hair tighter as I forced her to take more of me, all I could see was Olivia's beautiful face and that was it, in no time, I was releasing loads of my cum down her throat and it was all to the thought of my sister. I really needed to get a grip on myself! I pulled out of her mouth and helped her up, "your mother said it would be better if I stayed in your room," she smiled and I smiled at her as absentmindedly brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "I think right now, it would be best." Her eyes sparkled at my words.
Damien POV:"What?" I froze, "I-I-" I couldn't find the words and she moved back against the tub, her cheeks now tinted with a light blush of pink. "I turned eighteen today, and I scented you when you arrived and-" She was falling over her words to explain. I reached towards her, holding her shoulders for comfort and to stop her. "My head is spinning with questions, I have a mate," I said and watched her face fall, "it's a long story." Her back straightened and I don't think it was her intention to thrust her breasts out towards me. My wolf stirred again. "You have a mate..." She trailed off, her eyes darting between my eyes, trying to read something in me. "I don't understand it either." I sighed and sat back, "so are you going to reject me? Am I supposed to reject you?" I let go of her to drag my hands through my hair, "I don't know." I looked up at her and decided she deserved honesty. And so I told her. I told her the entirety of the story, about Olivia and how she wasn't my siste
Damien POV:I woke up to the smell of sandalwood, wafting through my room from the partly open door. I wasn't sure I had left it open. I groaned standing up and entering the bathroom, where I started to fill the copper tub. I watched as the water splashed and filled the bottom of the tub, when someone cleared their throat behind me. "Excuse me," said a cool voice, and her scent hit me like a slap to the face. Honeysuckle. I looked at the wide eyed beauty, her eyes were a deep shade of brown, and her skin was coppery with freckles all over. "Who are you?" I asked, "Arla," she said, my wolf was awake now and I could feel him clawing to the surface. Arla took a step towards me, her honeysuckle scent wrapping me in a soft cocoon which was soothing in its own way. I sighed, and she bent over to close the tap to the tub that was overflowing. How did I not notice that? She stood up, her beautiful hands touching my chest and sending sparks through me. She stared into my eyes, not looking away
Elouan POV:She was unabashedly drunk, and now it would be way easier to ply her for information. "So, your name?" I asked, refilling the jug, "Olivia," she grimaced as she watched me drink my wine and begrudgingly brought her own glass to her lips. We were six for six. "And how did you end up here in these lands?" I asked, she leaned back against her chair, her head hanging backwards. I knew the heat was making her feel more drunk, and I watched as her dark hair twirled and fell across her shoulders, drawing my eyes to the buds on her chest. I averted my gaze. Focus. "My father dumped me here." I frowned, "how did he get in?" I asked, she waved her hands like a wild chicken getting ready for flight, "with magic, he's a God." I narrowed my eyes, did I give her too much alcohol? As if in response she pushed the glass towards me with the tips of her fingers, and I poured her another. "So your father is some type of king?" I asked, trying to remember if there was any mention of kings in
Olivia POV:My fingers grazed the soft fabric beneath me and I realized I was hot, on the verge of overheating. I kicked off the heavy blankets and glanced at the source of light and heat in the room. It was a magnificent fireplace with a stone mantle carved with bears. "Finally awake," said the savage bear that helped me. I cast him an irritated look, "disturbing me once more on your master's orders," I mocked and he just shrugged. "You accepted the sanctuary so he won't harm you if that's what you're frightened of," my cheeks heated at his insinuation that I was afraid of him — them. And he smirked at me, as he read my emotions like an open book. "Would you like supper?" He asked, before I could give him a verbal lashing. And in response my stomach growled, betraying me. "My high lord has said that if you wish to return to the wolf territory he will gladly assist you." I scoffed, and averted my gaze to flames licking the mantle seductively. I would stare into the fire for eternity t
Dimitri POV: The dark doors swung open almost falling of its hinges, as I stared at the shocked faces of the Alpha and Luna that had once promised me their daughter for the sake of safety. They were in the middle of breakfast, Luna's hold on her knife only tightened as the shock faded to fear. "How did you enter our lands!?" Demanded the Alpha, and I scoffed, "if anyone is going to be asking questions, it will be me, but to answer you, there is no treaty between us since," and I dragged my eyes towards the blonde Luna who looked like she wanted to kill me, "you broke the sacred laws of the covenant. You gave me someone else." I could feel the bitterness rising in my chest, and forging itself into blood lust. I wanted their heads. The alpha cleared his throat, "we have no idea what you are talking about." I could see the unease in his eyes, and I could see the slight tremble in his bottom lip. "More lies?" I asked, "don't you remember the price of a broken covenant?" I asked, playing
Damien POV: We had been running and trying to make it through for a week, and now that we were finally here, I couldn't help but feel like this was some kind of fever dream. The priestesses all wore white cotton dresses that were pinned to their left shoulder with identical sapphire encrusted moon brooches. "This is the temple?" I asked in awe, and Dahlia nodded, "yes, it was built where the moon goddess was reincarnated centuries ago." I let out an unmanly gasp, "reincarnated? But that's not true is it?" I asked, she started to walk towards the temple, "could be, considering the ground is sacred and nothing with bad intentions can walk here. It's absolutely safe." I was speechless as I followed Dahlia up the white stone steps, the priestesses that walked past were like tendrils on incense flitting about gracefully. It didn't seem real at all. "High Priestess," said Dahlia falling to her knees. "Princess of Flowers," she said in a way of greeting. I watched Dahlia smile as she ro
Olivia POV:I watched him sleep. For the first time since I’d known Damien, there was no tension carved into his face, no shadow of pain tightening his jaw. His breathing was slow, even, the rise and fall of his chest steady beneath my cheek. He looked younger like this. Softer. Human in a way that
Damien POV:My wolf was healing by just holding her in my arms, and my strength had returned tenfold. She slowly pulled away from me, her chin lifting towards me and her eyes darkened with something that only mates could understand. I leaned closer into her and she didn't stop me. Why would she? As
Olivia POV:I felt the buzzing again as my eyes flew open, the sensation crawling beneath my skin like static. My fingers were locked tight around the dagger’s hilt, the sapphires warm now—too warm—as if they had been resting against my pulse instead of cold metal.I sucked in a sharp breath and pu
Damien POV:I rolled over, and for once I didn't wake up with unbearable pain. My hand grazed the empty space next to me. The sheet cold from the body that had long gone. I sat up abruptly, my hand still pressed against the cold sheet. Her scent was everywhere, on me, around me—everywhere. I swung







