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GUNNAR POVI slam into my den, still in wolf form. I fling her gorgeous body onto our bed before shifting. Her eyes follow me as I pace, naked and infuriated. Every time I turn to say something to her, only growls emerge.Finally, when I can't take anymore, I climb onto the bed. I position my massive body over her seductive one."Do Not Go Anywhere Underdressed Again," I growl in a firm Alpha command.She nods quickly. Her green eyes are enormous and filled with fear. My rage immediately calms, and my instincts tell me to comfort her. I lift my hand slowly, making sure to show her my movements, so she doesn't startle. I let my fingers brush her velvety cheek while watching her eyes. Surprisingly the fear fades. It fades only to be replaced by lust and confusion."What did I do wrong," she asks before wetting her lush lips with her tongue."You showed my unmated males what is mine,....only mine," I growVANESSA POV"mmmm," I sigh as I devour some sort of protein bar.I have no idea where Gunnar is, but I'm so glad I have the room to myself. I need time to repairmyself. I can not believe I broke down in front of him like that. And I can't believe he comforted me. I wish I had Rosy to confide in, but she is probably with her new mate.A soft knock breaks me from my thoughts."Enter," I say, and the door swings open to reveal a couple of maids and a few men carrying boxes."The Alpha wants his den redecorated. You need to leave or find a corner to stand in," the grumpy older maid says while not meeting my eyes."Fine," I grumble. I hate having zero space to call my own.I wrap myself in the blanket I'm covered in and make a beeline for the bathroom. I had forgotten when I said to enter that I was still naked. Hopefully, I can find some clothes in the bathroom. If not, then it looks like I'm stuck.GUNNAR POVA knock
VANESSA POV One week later"You have to be able to take a punch," Hilda snarls as I struggle to regain my footing."I am aware," I mutter before sinking into the defensive pose she taught me.She lunges, and Iblock. She is like lightning, and her punches are like thunder. Her punches come so unexpectedly that I never block the right portion of my body.She lands another brutal hit to my side, and I stumble. I grit my teeth and remain standing. I watch her feet as she moves to hit me again. I duck and land a rib shot of my own. She flinches but smiles."Good," she says while retreating a few feet.We return to the starting position, and the cycle begins again. After another hour, Hilda calls it a day, and I am very thankful. If I weren't a werewolf, my body would be black and blue.Hilda and Gunnar both have been relentless. They keep telling me that all the females coming to compete are Alphas and that I have a long way to go. S
VANESSA POV R rated.I can practically feel his rage through our linked hands. Something about his jealousy feels nice...I know I shouldn't, but I really like it when he calls me "his." I know it's the mate bond calling my body to his, but I can't deny...Gunnar ishot.Maybe we can have what Rosy has with Jaxon. She seems super happy. I have no family and no other friends to go to. If I win the competition and leave, where would I go? I'm not being mistreated. Gunnar is kind to me. The other wolves aren't friendly, but they aren't unfriendly either. They seem to be waiting to judge me, probably waiting until I prove myself. Hilda is a great mentor. She isn't necessarily pleasant, but she isn't hateful or condescending either. It really seems like she is on my side when it comes to the training.....so maybe, just maybe......This could be my home.Gunnar clears his throat and breaks my inner monolog. He stands to his feet and scans the room: his jaw clenches,
VANESSA POVI have never felt this way before. I have never felt the storybook romantic tingles or so giddy I could squeal........until today.The things Gunnar did to my body yesterday were unbelievable. I still can't believe it really happened, but my nakedness this morning is definite proof. I guess what I said in the dining hall really made him happy."Morning, little mate," Gunnar says from beside me."Morning," I whisper back shyly, and he chuckles at me.He rolls over and slides his hand up my leg. My eyes widen as his touch ignites my womanhood with need. His hands might be calloused and rough, but they feel amazing."Are you hungry Vanessa," Gunnar asks in a gruff voice that makes me look at him.I nod, and he smiles. His blue eyes are blazing with heat, and they make me lick my lips with desire. His hair is wild and tangled, but it looks perfect. His tattoos are screaming to be touched, but I'm not brave enough.....not yet a
HILDA POV (YUP, YOU READ THAT RIGHT HILDA) Three days after Vanessa's breakdown in the bathroom.My phone rings and I check the clock, 3 am. I growl slightly but almost on instinct, I answer it."Hilda,""Hilda. We have a sighting,"I move my tired body into a sitting position."Where andwhen,""Close to the Reverence Pack thirty minutes ago. Your brother and ten warriors all entered the territory, according to our source there. They seemed at ease,""Thank you. I owe you one,""No, you don't. You stopped an entire rogue horde that was heading towards my pack last year, Hilda. This is me paying you back,""I appreciate that...... Listen, Malcolm.....I should have given you a heads up sooner, but my brother found his true mate. I know your daughter Anita is competing...... Gunnar isn't calling off the competition due to the negative backlash and threat....you understand, but just so you are aware...I'm training her,
VANESSA POV two weeks from the competition."Think like a wolf," Hilda yells for the thousandth time, and I snarl at her.I push my battered body off of the ground and face the three females Hilda has me sparing against. They each have significant flaws in their defense, but when I go for one, the others get me. Each time Hilda yells, "to think like a wolf," I want to snap.Wolves are pack animals, but I'm fighting solo. They are getting to fight like a pack. How can Ithink wolf.... when I'm not fighting like a wolf? I want to bite her. Now that's thinking like a wolf, I smirk at my internal dialog."Vanessa Focus," Hilda orders as the taller blonde takes a swipe at me.I duck and dodge as much as possible, but I end up taking another hit that makes me eat dirt."Ahhh," I yell/groan towards the sky after rolling over.If this keeps up, I can kiss my mate goodbye. Gunnar's face flashes in my brain, and I growl. No! I can't lose h
GUNNAR POV (r rated)I follow her scent through the halls of our pack's mansion like a bloodhound. I know she is hurt, and she doesn't realize that I already view her as my Luna. My partner. But I hate that she feels like all of this isn't hers. It is. Just like how my den became hers themoment she entered it....this pack became hers the moment I accepted her.Her scent takes a direct path to our den, and I follow it with a purpose. I need to soothe her. Since our bond has grown, I can feel her stronger emotions, and right now.....she is hurting. She is doubting. She is filled with betrayal.I open our door and close it softly while watching her pacing form. She doesn't look in my direction, which doesn't surprise me. I take a seat on our bed and sigh. Emotions and expressing myself, are still challenging but for her..."Vanessa, baby....those females didn't mean anything. Those nights were moments filled with lust and entitlement. I looked at it as
GUNNAR POV"Fuck," I mutter after texting Hilda to meet me in my office.I touch my freshly marked neck, and bolts of ecstasy shoot through me. I grin in spite of the situation. I cannot believe my little mate marked me as hers...and then declared me to be hers. She is everything I could have ever wanted. One thing is for sure; my rogue sickness hasbeen extinguished. My bloodlust and anger are a distant memory.I plop down in my chair and try to push my mind away from the bliss I am feeling. I am a Claimed wolf.Hilda's scent becomes strong, and I straighten my spine just in time for my door to swing open. Her eyes meet mine, and I instantly know that Hilda is aware of Vanessa and I's activities.She smirks, and her eyebrows dance jokingly as she sits."Sweetheart must not have been too angry.....couldn't even wash her off of you before meeting with me, brother," Hilda jokingly asks with a wide smile."No, I couldn't......mainly