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DEFYING FATE Chapter 58- Rated PG
"Why was he so—arrg, so annoying?" Sophie murmured under her breath. She lay down on the luxurious bed and closed her eyes like an obedient robot. Questions remain hidden in the depths of her brain. Somehow trying to make it out of the misty wall! Eluding the call of darkness.However, Sage appeared in his pack library, his oasis, with a few high walls of ancient volumes, though mostly they were now a sort of decoration to set the scene. One simply logs in through one's device and either reads or listens to one of the thousands of titles, including mystical research manuscripts and scrolls, maps, an ancient prophecy, and some of his collection. His mother’s library was a great place to study and learn about his kind and make new connections, and this oasis has provided a secret passage out to the woods behind his majestic mansion as its walls are protected and fully equipped with survival necessities."Greg, give me some news about Carlos and his crusade," he announced and looked at h
DEFYING FATE Chapter 59- Breakfast
Simultaneously, Sophie clipped her thumbs in the sides of both his trousers and underpants and aggressively pushed them down. By this time, Sage had slid his right hand around her left bottom cheek, between her thighs, and then began rubbing her moist slit, amazed at how damp she was.Sophie moaned and whimpered in his mouth as his fingers explored her sweet entrance and played her clit. Slowly and too gently.Damn! This man is a pro. She thought to herself.She broke the kiss and pulled Sage hard backward toward the luxurious bed. Somehow, Sophie's thoughts about all the ways this was wrong and inappropriate only made it hotter and more thrilling for both of them.Sage was so hard now, his hardened self tingled as the blood coursed through it. As she sat and spread her legs, he was shortly considering dropping to his knees and shoving his tongue into the teardrop-shaped sweet honey pot, but Sophie ended all thoughts of foreplay by using both hands to spread herself open and summoning
DEFYING FATE Chapter 60- Team Jacob
On cue, the push of command was lifted from Sophie's mind.Sophie shouted, "What the?" She stood up unexpectedly and asked, "Are you out of your bloody mind? You arshole! Why the hell…""Okay then, a little push it is." Sage feigned a confused look and raised a brow when he stared at her. His eyes revealed a gentle concern. He laid his hand on her hand on the table and added a smirk. "If you need more than comfort, who am I to ignore your little request?" The rumor was in his voice and was hopeful, yet playful at the same time. "Just tell me when you need an alpha push, yeah?However, Sophie's thought was running out of control. With Sage's prominent jaw curving around and the strength of his neck showing in the twining cords of muscle that shaped his entire body, and with his deep blue eyes, she was lost, lost by its alluring ocean-deep hues.She scolded herself for thinking too much about his eyes; why the hell did she end up thinking about his eyes and smile anyway? Sophie then slo
DEFYING FATE Chapter 61- Cherryl
Morningstar Packsouthern part of the werewolf kingdom.It had been months since Landon had gone missing—months of hiding from the demon who tortured them after they eloped—and yet, Cherryl was still hoping that somehow, Landon would come back. Come back for her, because he promised he would.That morning, Cherryl’s eyes snapped open.That damn rooster!Every morning, the little beast insisted on waking up the whole farm.Cherryl pushed herself out of bed with a groan, gathered up some clothes, and stumbled down the hall to the bathroom. Being alone and with only the animal farm as a companion was never easy, but she didn't have a choice but to wait and hope Landon was still alive to fulfill his promises.She sighed.Even though the damn rooster had no respect for her—the creature that fed and sheltered him—she loved that old rooster. Despite his penchant for attacking her, determined to peck her eyes out, she fed the damn thing extra food every day in an effort to win over his affect
DEFYING FATE Chapter 62- Abducted?
This option could be a product of too much television, she thought, but as Cherryl reached out and touched the cool transparent wall of her silver cell and watched the creatures move around in their enclosures, hearing the dull roar of various animal sounds filling the hold around her, it felt all too real.If she had indeed been abducted, and the stories were to be believed, this had happened to a lot of people.And those people were returned to Earth to tell their crazy tales!But I'm nothing but a human. I’m a werewolf, for fuck’s sake.Looking around, she called her wolf again. It stirred from the depths of her mind, but it was unconscious. Not moving or talking to her.Cherryl felt a surge of hope.Whoever abducted me will come down here, run some crazy experiments, and then let me go. I can survive that, probably. And when I get back, I'll invest in a tin foil hat and never tell anyone what happened. Ever. But was this human action? Was she abducted by FBI agents? NSA? M16? or
DEFYING FATE Chapter 63- Demon Hybrid
Heaving a sigh, Cherryl retreated to a corner and sat down gingerly, being careful of her sore butt.Now that the water had been brought to her attention, Cherryl realized how thirsty she was. She eyed the trough and grimaced. As callous as it sounded, she was grateful the cows were trying it first so she'd know if it was poisoned, but she was definitely not looking forward to sharing drinking water with them. As much as she loved the animals, drinking their saliva-laced water did not sound fun or particularly hygienic, but maybe her wolf could. The problem was, she couldn't shift."Landon, where the hell are you?" She mumbled softly.A few minutes later, Cherryl watched them like a hawk when they finished to see if they suffered any ill effects before she braved it herself, despite her reluctance. After waiting for what felt like an hour with no signs of worrisome behavior, she stood and moved to the water.No choice, she has, to at least get herself into not dying from dehydration.
DEFYING FATE Chapter 64- Waiting
Hours passed, and Cherryl was bored, hungry, and exhausted, having been woken up in the middle of the night. She guessed they'd been in the cell for eight or nine hours at this point. Deciding she had waited long enough, she tore off a corner of the food loaf and sniffed it. It looked disgusting, all yellow and brown swirled together, but it smelled kind of like rosemary, which was nice.Goddess, even her wolf wouldn't like this, but she doesn't have any choice or she'll die hungry.She licked it first, then paused, waiting for any tingling or burning sensations. When nothing happened, she tore off a chunk and took a small bite, chewing slowly. It tasted like mashed potatoes, apples, berries, and raw carrots. Not the most palatable mix of flavors, but edible.When she finished her fist-sized chunk, she decided to stop there. Now that she had food in her stomach, Cherryl couldn't fight her exhaustion anymore, despite the dangerous predicament in which she found herself. Laying down on
DEFYING FATE Chapter 65- Help me!
It was day number twenty, according to the tally marks on the floor, and Cherryl was sitting in her corner, watching the animals as per usual and eating 'dinner'. She was thinking about the last time she took a bubble bath —they were so damn relaxing, and she was regretting she hadn't indulged in more of them—when movement caught her eye.What the hell was that?She knew she heard something. It wasn't the usual sound from the animals.As she turned her head to see what it was—her first thought was that some of the animals had escaped—she saw two... creepy people. They were wearing what looked like body-hugging, tin foil onesies that covered them from neck to toe.What the fuck? From the scent, Cherryl knew they were demons.They had sickly green skin, no noses, pronounced eye sockets, wide, lipless mouths, and gill-like frills on either side of their long necks. They also had to be close to seven feet tall.Now that the much-anticipated moment was finally upon her, Cherryl was struck
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