Ava's POV
The sun rose slowly over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the tent and enhancing the features of the wolfman I woke up with, whom I had no clue of.
"Little wolf, what's your name?" His words pierced my heart as I tried desperately to free myself from his arms.
"I asked you a question," he demanded, a playful grin forming on his face as he wrapped his arms tighter around my body. It felt as if a python was holding me captive with no intention of letting me go.
"What's your name?" He repeated.
"I don't want to tell you," I said, my voice barely audible. "Please, let me go."
He did not release his hold, instead pulling me closer to him.
"Come now, little wolf.” His voice was low and seductive. "I want to know everything about you, and your name is the first step. Do you really want to keep me in the dark, sweetheart?"
I struggled futilely, clearly I was no match for his strength.
"My name is Ava," I blurted out in all the frustration, aware that I had just given him something that he could hold over me forever. He just smugly grinned at my answer, probably proud he was able to get it out of me.
"Little wolf, I'm delighted with you." His voice filled with genuine emotion and the glint his eyes as he stared at me; as if I was the most precious thing in the whole world.
"I want to take you away with me—make you my mate! You are going to be my princess, and we will live happily together, with beautiful cubs of ours."
I could not believe what I was hearing! "This is not what I want! Let me go!” I yelled, struggling with his grip, his steely eyes became sober, boring into mine as his grasp tightened.
"You're mine now." It took his low, velvety voice to remind me I was naked as its spastic vibration was felt throughout my whole body.
"You belong to me, and you always will. If you try to run, I'll find you. I'll never let you go." His threat sent a chill down my spine and that moment, I realised I was trapped. Really trapped, and this warewolf—whoever he was—wasn't going to let me go that easily. Even his strong grip was evident he wasn't at all ready for parting.
"You are just going to turn me down like that?" he said, his voice laced with frustration. "After what happened last night, you are just going to walk away. Are you just going to leave me to with only the memories of those incredible moments we shared? Are you?"
"What do you want from me?” There, I said it. Who did the think he was telling me all these? “How can you act like I am the one in the wrong here? You took my virginity while I wasn't clear in the head, and now you are trying to guilt trap me into taking responsibility," I shot back, trying to wriggle myself out of his embrace in the process. "But I'm sorry, I can't be with you. I have a life, a family, and a promise to keep. I can't just leave all that behind for you."
He looked at me, dark commiseration flickering across his features, as though he couldn't believe I was being so shortsighted.
"Don't you see, little wolf? You don't have a choice anymore."
His words frightened me, yet I kept my resolve. I won't accept this. I'll free myself and leave as soon as possible.
"You gave your virginity to me,” he snapped me out of my thoughts. “and now your fate is intertwined with mine. You are my mate now, whether you like it or not."
Finally, he loosened his embrace and suddenly I felt like I could breathe again.
"I can't do that. I won't do that," I said, more to myself than to him. "You need to find yourself another mate, someone who actually wants to be with you. I am not that person."
His frown deepened as soon as he realized how serious I was.
"Please I have to go," I begged, clumsily gathering the remains of my clothes on my way to leave.
Dauntingly, I turned around to face him again, looking away as soon as I met his irritated haze. " You don't seem to be from around here since you look completely unfamiliar."
“And I know all the wolfmen in the Blue River Clan,” I added.
To break the tension, I start to put on my coat and turn towards him with a small smile. "I'm sorry, but I really need to go now.”
When he doesn't say anything, I swallow and respond tentatively, "I have to go home, my dad will already be looking for me."
Just as I thought everything was understood and I was free to leave, the wolf grabs my arm once again and pulls me closer, his grip firm around my wrist.
"Wait a minute," he said, his voice low and deep. "What's your age, little one?"
Panic begins to set in again ad realization hits me. He wasn't going to let me leave without answering all his questions. I was trapped! I took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. I was going to answer all his questions and leave immediately.
"I'm nineteen years old," I state quietly, hoping that he'll be satisfied with my answer. To my relief, the wolf just releases his grip on my wrist, but continues to stare at me with a hungry look in his eyes. Strangely, I began to feel an eerie attraction towards him, one I have never felt before. His physique, his confidence, his dominant aura. They all seemef to appeal me. Suddenly, I find myself inexplicably drawn to him.
“I'm thirty seven.” He told me, flatly.
A mix of shock and confusion washes over me. "Thirty-seven? You look so young; hardly a day over twenty-five. How could you be that old and still look so good?"
He stood up and walked towards me, not acknowledging my question. Though, I noticed his now partially erect dick swinging from side to side as he approached me. I felt my pussy get wet again. Just when I was about to leave.
"Please stay where you are," I begged him. “Don't come any closer.”
However, my body said the opposite. I could not help but be appalled by him. His rugged good looks and intense gaze, the way his deep hazel eyes stared at me urged me to move forward, yet I held my stance as my mind wandereded to thoughts of my father.
"I can't imagine being with a man who's almost my dad's age." I said in a low voice. I wasn't sure if he heard me since he just as he grabbed me gently, wordlessly, as his penis wedged between my thighs and crotch. We had done enough talking for one meeting. I looked away, feeling a blush creep up my neck to my cheeks.
"Please stop, I don't even know your name."
He pulled back suddenly, I could feel the intensity of his gaze on me. How could a stranger make me feel so hot inside? Placing his hand on my chin, he lifted my face until my eyes met his. "My name is William."
I couldn't even register his name when his large hands reached out, grasping my hips possessively, pulling me closer to him. The proximity made me feel his hard chest and I fought the urge to feel them up. All that's happening right now isn't right.
"Oh, please stop. This is not right," I voice out my thoughts but they come out weaker than expected. It was also the same way I had tried to pull away from him. Weakly.
"Relax my little she-wolf, you do not have to fight this" was William's reply as my body arched into his touch, craving more of his intoxicating contact. His nimble fingers skillfully lifted up my gown and pulling it over my head and discarded it, revealing the creamy expanse of my skin and my lacy panties that barely concealed my dripping clit, his eyes became dark, demanding as it carefully devoured the sight before him.
"You are so beautiful, so innocent, so sweet, your breasts are like blooming petals of a rose flower in the morning," he continued as he lowered his head, he captured one of my hardened nipples between his lips, sucking and nipping at it with a delicious mix of pleasure and pain.
"This is not right, please stop, please stop." My resolve weakened. His tongue was so skillful, I threw my head back as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Reluctantly, my fingers found its way to his soft long midnight black hair, guiding him lower, yearning for his touch to descend further. He obliged, his hands deftly sliding down my body. Positioning me against the tent wall.
"Ah, ah please be gentle, I am still sore from last night," I said aloud this time as William pressed his body against mine, his throbbing dick straining against my wet cunt. I gasped as I felt William's throbbing penis slide into me, teasing my entrance every now and then before driving his thick shaft deep.
I let out a soft cry. With each thrust, we moved in perfect synchrony, a blend of pleasure and resistance. The tent seemed to shrink around us, our bodies filling the space with our impassioned cries and the intoxicating scent of sex. As our climax approached, time seemed to stand still. My body tensed, my muscles constricting around William's pulsating penis. Together, we reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, waves of pleasure crashing over us, our cries of release mingling in the air. I could barely think straight, not to speak of how to escape him before we started fucking again.
“This feels way too good to resist," I mumbled to myself, hoping he didn't hear me succumbing so soon.
"I need to get home to my father as quickly as possible," I said before finally leaving his intoxicating presence.
“Wait!” Before William can be able to stop me, I dashed out of the tent.
“Why do I feel so guilty that I left so suddenly?” I asked myself as I approached the path leading to my house.
As I neared the house, I couldn't help but wonder: “What had just happened?”
Ava's POV "My lady, Mia is waiting for you in your bedroom," the maid informed me. As soon as I got to my room and spotted Mia lounging casually on my bed, I felt some familiarity and peace. "Hey!” She smiles widely at me. “Really, I didn't see you again last night after we danced together at the festival.” She stood up and began walking over to where I sat on the bed, taking a seat beside. "I know what you must be thinking and you don't have to worry. I told your father you were assisting some female wolves with errands, or else he would have been searching for you everywhere." “Oh my, thank you so much Mia.” I heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed as of a burden had been taking off my shoulders. “Goodness knows what would have happened if you didn't tell my Dad. Thanks.” She waves off the gratitude then her face turns serious. "But really, I've been so worried sick about you?” She puts my hand in hers. “So, princess Ava, do you mind telling me where you were last night?" She rai
Ava's POV "The Blue River Clan and the Shadow Clan are two distinct wolf tribes, each with their own unique characteristics and ways of life,” Daddy had said one of my childhood nights as he tucked me into bed. He had made it a part of my nightly ritual as a young girl. “The Blue River Clan is known for its isolation and our desire to maintain a peaceful existence far away from other wolf clans. We live a solitary existence deep within the forest, avoiding contact with the outside world as much as possible." He’d stroke my hair carefully. "The Shadow Clan, on the other hand, is known for their exploration and adventure. They roam far and wide, seeking out new territory and discovering new challenges. They are skilled warriors and known for their bravery and fearlessness.” "The leaders of the Blue River Clan and the Shadow Clan have been sworn enemies for generations,” he would sit on the bed, next to me, caressing my hair softly. “You must know these things my daughter. It's import
William's POV I caught up with Thomas in the tavern. He was a tall, muscular male wolf who had served as my beta for many years. I needed his help and I knew he was always up for an adventure. "Thomas, I need your help with something," I said, taking a seat at his table. “Yes sir, anything.” The enthusiasm in his tone never got old. I smirked and began, reclining, "Well, I met this girl… she was small. It was at the Luna festival. And since we spent that night together, I haven't been able to stop thinking about her.” I stopped and looked at him. “I need to find her again." He grinned and drained his ale, nodding his head. "Ok ok, just give a little description and I'll locate her in no time." "I like your confidence.” I praised him. Then, thinking back to that night, I tried to picture her once again. “She had on this beautiful white silk dress with pearls and roses embroidered on it.” I paused, realizing. “Can we ask the merchants if they sold any dresses that match that descr
Ava's POV "What are you two doing here? I told you both not to approach the meeting room," Daddy interrupted with his typical authority. As William continued to stare me down, a sick feeling formed in the pit of my stomach. I remembered how my Dad had embarassed me publicly when I was little. “Why aren't you in the house?” He had yelled once. “What are you doing running around these woods?” he had scolded another time. “I thought I asked you not to do that? Why can't you listen to your father and obey?” he had shouted again a few years ago. I thought he'd eventually stop but here I was now, being humiliated in front of a lot of people—in front of William for that matter. I flushed red, feeling embarassed for myself. “I'm sorry Daddy, I shouldn't have come here,” I tried to calm his anger. He ignored my apology, still angry from my disobedience. "Don't you know yOi shouldn't enter this hall during a meeting, young one?” His voice boomed throughout the hall. “I'm sorry Daddy,”
Ava's POV “The weight of this secret felt heavy on my shoulders,” I thought to myself. “This isn’t as easy as I hoped. Why does it have to involve my family so much?” Daddy looked at Mia and I, and seeing the discomfort on our faces, he dismissed us. "Ava, Mia, I think it's time for you two to head out." We looked at each other and nodded. Daddy watched as Mia and I left the hallway into my room. “Now that they're gone, let's get back to business,” I heard him tell his fellow wolfmen and they began to chatter. Meanwhile, I got into the room with Mia, feeling utterly confused. “I don't know Mia. I don't think I can keep the secret of what I did that festival night from my Dad any longer. The guilt is killing me.” I fell to my bed, fed up. “What do I do?” Mia then walked over to me and placed a gentle touch on my shoulder. “Ava, don't worry. Besides, I told you, it's not a big deal. As long as he's not someone from the Shadow Clan.” If only Mia knew William was the one I spent the
Ava's POV “My chance encounter with William has finally come to an end—and I hope that things will return to normal after the Shadow Clan wolves leave.” Mia sat quietly on my bed, arranging herbs as she listened to me. She didn't look up from what she was doing. “Don’t worry, as long as you don’t go out to meet him, your life will return to normal. Trust me. You just have to focus on your relationship with your fiancé and your responsibilities to your Clan.” I sigh heavily. “I'm trying Mia… but the memory of my brief encounter with William has been lingering at the back of my mind. I wonder how things would have been if our paths had crossed under different circumstances.” “Princess Mia, your father has summoned you to his study,” a maid of ours informed me and left. Anxious, I looked at Mia whose frightful look matched mine. “Do you think he's found out?” Mia casually shook her head. “I'm sure he hasn't. It's probably for a different reason. Stop overthinking, Ava.” Nodding, I
William's POV On the fifth day of my stay in the Blue River Clan territory, my subordinates were already hard at work bringing down the equipment from our ship, preparing to transport it to the shore. “Make sure the pieces of equipment are moved by tomorrow,” I'd told them last night. “Yes Sir,” they’d agreed, not wanting to disappoint their commander. “Jack!” I walked over to the tall, muscular crew member. “Seems like everything's going well. I guess naking you in charge of overseeing everything wasn't a bad idea.” I patted his shoulder. He gave a proud grin. “The pleasure's all mine, Captain!” I stared at the men work for a while. “They're such great working—quite a fine bunch of men. I didn't think they'd be so committed to the task at hand.” Jack replied, “With their combined efforts—and without any issues—they’d be able to get the job done on time.” I turned to one of the younger members of the crew who I rembered as Tom. He was a skilled carpenter. “Tom,” I pointed to t
Ava's POV As I sat in my room with Mia, I decided to share my thoughts with her. “Mia.” She looked at me. “I've been reflecting on the events that led me to this point. I just realized that my life has been shaped by my father's choices, including my marriage to Quill.” Mia smiled. “Ava, you're skilled at handling interpersonal relationships and I've noticed that you've never questioned your father's choices and decisions before. But now that you're all grown up, you need to ask yourself what you really want.” I pondered on Mia's words. “Well,” I start explaining. “My father, he’s a really stubborn man. He's strict and protective in nature and all my life has been making life-changing decisions for me.” I stop to think then continue, “Remember, when he had sent me to a boarding school when I was younger to receive a proper education?” Mia nodded. “Yes I do.” I press my lips into a thin line. “I had protested a lot. I wanted to stay at home with you and Quill. I even wanted to jo