WARNING:- This chapter contains heavy sexual content not suitable for young readers.
Change. Change is inevitable. It possesses a deep power. The power to bring forth a new beginning or the power to destroy everything. When a person changes every single individual in that person's life is affected.
The little changes that Deimos is going through affect me as his mate and his wolves as his pack. Ragon says it's because of me however I think I merely showed him the path and he was the one who took the first step. No matter what Deimos chose to take the first step. He accepted he needed to change and that's what is important.
My eyes snap open to the loud beeping of the alarm as I groan and shut it off. Slowly getting up leaning upon the bed's headres
I clear my throat softly as his eyes open and look straight towards me while his smile remains. "Mate." He greets me as I nod in return having a smile of my own to give him. A shy smile. He walks towards me and gives me his hand to take. I put my palm softly into his warmth as he guides me to the other side of the terrace. I look around amazed at the setup. The table is quite big and the food is kept in large amounts enough to feed a family. Flowers are surrounding the table filling the place with a wonderful scent. "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you not like it? I didn't know how to do all this so I researched. I thought you might like it. If you don't I can-." Deimos speaks quickly his eyes moving back and forth from the table to me. I cut him off squeezing his hand softly. "
Deimos stares at me confused for a few seconds. "I do not know what you just said but to answer your last question, yes I do." He says and I nod in reply. As silence enveloped us I fidget with my hands and wet hair not knowing what to say. I don't look at Deimos and look everywhere around him. "Would you like to come in?" He asks me after a while opening the door further as my eyes snap to him and I nod softly. Deimos sits on the duet bench in front of the piano and pats his hand next to him looking at me indirectly telling me to sit. I nod and shuffle towards the bench. Sitting next to him I feel him watching me. "Comfortable?" Deimos asks once I settle down. "Yes. Thank you." I reply.
Anxious. I feel this is the perfect word to describe how I am feeling at this exact moment. In my entire life up to now, even before I went to war with the strongest of Alphas I have never felt this way. My stomach twists as I play with my fingers trying to distract myself from my feelings. Deimos had left early in the morning for a meeting with the council and I couldn't even express how I felt. He and I have gotten quite close to each other. We spend every waking moment together. I taste his lips when I want to and he touches me as he wishes. Everything I dreamt of when I first met him has been coming true with each day. He isn't the same anymore. He's different, way more than I expected. His gaze isn't ice cold but warm as it soothes my skin. His touch isn't painful but sweet and hot. My life has changed and for the first
As Deimos calms the storm that was brewing within me I smile my eyes filled with tears. "Thank you, my male," I say softly to him as he shakes his head. "No. Thank you, my female." He says softly as I cry upon his chest. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted within my chest. I guess all I needed was his understanding. After our conversation, I sat across Deimos's lap looking through the dress designs as he drowned himself in work. He wished to have a peaceful night with a free mind and heart. As the sun set, the chatter and excitement grew. I am currently prisoned in my room where my females are preparing me for the ceremony while the pack is finalizing the decorations and the feast. "Lavender or Rose?" Elriam asked me clutchi
WARNING:- This chapter containsheavy sexual contentnot suitable for children. Reign. Doesn't this word sound so powerful? Like the world is finally going to change. Like that person who possesses the crown has at last acquired the power to do many wonderful things. Like the ball is in their court and they can do with it as they please. Yes, that's exactly what I thought as well. That I would be helping Deimos seated at his right. That I would be among the males. Not this. "Luna, can you please have a look at this?" A wolf requests me at my right. "Of course, just give me a seco-" I reach for the papers she has in her hands. "Luna, what must w
"Calm down, Alpha. I know they hugged and you want to wreak havoc and commit murder b-but they are probably just friends." Ragon whispers trying to soothe him. "Jace, come. I have someone to introduce you to." I say as Jace nods and follows me. Walking towards Deimos, I hold my male's hand as Jace's eyes widen at my action and he looks surprised at Deimos. "Meet my mate, Deimos," I say smiling as Jace bows deeply. "It's an honour," Jace says as Deimos calmly stares at him. His gaze is cold and intimidating. He hasn't said a word and seems to be trying to figure Jace out. "Deimos, this is Jace. He used to be a healer at my pack. He left to help others a year before we met. His skills are unique and top-notch." I say as Deimos nods
I find Elriam standing at the window and I walk towards her. "Where is Jace?" I ask her as she points outside. I see him talking to the females as they all enjoy his company laughing and playing around especially the unmated ones. "Still the ever so-called female charmer," Elriam says as I smile and nod. "I wanted to invite him to dinner," I tell her as she snorts. "He invited himself." She says and I laugh. Throughout the evening the dinner hall is filled with laughter and joy. Mostly among the females while the males don't look pleased with our guest as they growl and snarl lowly. Jace always had this charm with the females which he still doesn't seem to be aware of. "Quite th
WARNING:- This chapter containsheavy sexual contentnot suitable for young readers. Have you ever felt the burn of fire? As it crept up your body starting from the tips of your toes to every strand of your hair? Its scorching heat eats at your skin and you have no power over it. None at all. I cannot seem to open my eyes. They feel very heavy to do so but my ears discern the scream filled with agony and my throat pains from the strength of it. My body is shaking with full force and I feel several hands holding me down. "Hold her tighter!" I hear a voice. A male? Who? "I am trying! She is strong, I cannot hold her down. We need more hands." Another wolf screeches loudly trying to make her voice pierce thr