AryaBeing here with Dimitri after being separated for so long can only be described as heavenly. He delved into what caused him to give me these scars on my face, and honestly, I don’t even remember going to his penthouse or meeting the person who put that spell on me. Then again, I met so many people being a beautiful Mafia princess, so who knows. The fact that I went there to kill him bothers me immensely - like I can be bewitched without a moment’s notice.“Mitya,” I start after he explains everything, positioning myself on top of him as he sits and he wraps his arms around me. “Can I still be bewitched? Can someone still put a spell on me or whatever?”He breathes out a sigh, tucking my hair behind my ear. “Yes, but I’ll have to get a tungsten necklace or ring made for you; the metal repels any and all witchcraft.”“Can it be a ring?” I ask coyly, my heart beating wildly at the smile on his face right now.“Is that a yes to my question from months ago?” he says, raising his eyebr
Arya I don’t know what the female version of freeballing is, but I’m doing that right now on this motorcycle since Dimitri ripped off my thong. It feels like a literal vibrator against my already throbbing clit, and I’m scared that I might just fall into another wave of ecstasy. All too soon, he pulls up outside of my apartment building, and I get off, my legs wobbly from this evening’s events. But before I head up, I pull out my cell phone and text Raven to let him know that I’m outside the building, so he better be decent. “By the way, next week, my brother and four other Alphas will be hosting a ball, and I would like you to join me as my mate,” Dimitri says as he gets off the motorcycle and sits down before pulling me in between his legs. “Like, a real ball?” I ask with wide, excited eyes, and he nods. “I would be honoured to join you, Mitya,” I say, feeling absolutely giddy! A real ball, with fancy dresses and everything! Wait, but if his brothers are hosting it, there will
DimitriI watch Arya walk away from me and silently follow her up to her apartment. No matter what Kai said, I know she’s in danger; so I will barge in at the first sign of trouble. Kai mentioned that he was just leaving Brooklyn after a meeting with the new Italian mafia family overseeing the place, so he would be here shortly. This fucking sucks big time, though. I should be in there with her, not out here like a sitting duck waiting for trouble.A few minutes pass before Kai tells me that he’s outside, so I guide him up to Arya’s condo. I can tell he’s highly pissed off when he walks toward me with a cell phone to his ear; even his irises are blood red.“What would you like us to do with him? Are you sure? Okay, then I will await your arrival.” He finishes off the call, which I am guessing is with Bastien, then turns to me.“Is he in there right now?” He asks, cocking his head towards the condo, and I nod.“She’s in there as well; I told her to remain-” the rest of my sentence get
AryaIt feels like my head is being held underwater, and yet I am breathing. I can hear voices above me, but I can’t understand what is being said… The last thing I remember is seeing Dimitri’s mournful eyes looking down at me.How long have I been lying on this cold floor? It feels like I’ve been asleep while hearing these voices above me for a long time.“Arya…” I hear my name being called somewhere in the distance and sit up way too quickly. My head is pounding, and I can’t see anything in front of me; however, I’ve been spelunking before and know exactly where I am.My eyes adjust to the darkness, and I take in my surroundings in the cave. I can hear the faint sound of water trickling somewhere as well, but the sound of my breathing echoes around the cave. Where the hell am I, and how did I get here?I can see ancient markings on the walls, drawings of fearsome beasts, men with sharp spears, and words written in an ancient script. “Xamnir,” I read the only word in English and run
Dimitri It’s a full moon in two days, and Arya has just woken up after being in transition for five days. During her slumber, everyone took turns keeping her company while I was out. Nova was incredibly overprotective of her, something that I loved and yet became extremely annoyed by. Nikolai and I agreed that Nova would be the best person to train Arya when it came to shifting since Nova’s wolf is newly acquired as well. I had forgotten the feelings of my first shift, so my advice wouldn’t match up to what Arya would feel. Now, as I watch her finishing off her sandwich, I can feel nothing but anxiety coming from her. “Hey, are you okay?” I ask, placing my hand over hers, which seems to be trembling. “What’s wrong?” She peers up at me and gives me a tight smile. “I haven’t seen everyone since the attack at the cabin. I remember being confused, and I think I said something hurtful, so I don’t know how to face them. Do they hate me?” She says, then places both her hands on her lap a
AryaMy heart is full and bursting right now: everyone has accepted me as part of the pack! I must admit that it’s still odd to think of myself as a werewolf or shifter of any kind. I, a once arrogant and proud Mafia princess, accepted into a great family such as this.I must be dreaming.Not only that, but Caterina removed the scars from my face! I nearly passed out from the shock when I saw my reflection! She didn’t even need to do it, since I’ve come to terms with my scars, but seeing my old face made me realise how much I have missed it!Call me vain, but I missed my own beauty. But this time around, I know that I will not be as arrogant as I used to be since every woman standing next to me is exceptionally beautiful. Although right now, I am feeling extremely self-conscious standing naked in front of them as they try to give me advice.“Okay, Arya, I want you to close your eyes and look at your wolf; make eye contact and do not blink. She will know what to do from there,”“Oh, d
Arya They say a Volkov mating ceremony always ends in at least one death, but as I fall down on Dimitri’s chest after the fifth round, the only death that can be reported is mine. This man is insatiable, truly and wouldn’t let up after he Claimed me with his bite. The bite itself wasn’t painful at all; it felt like a missing piece of my soul being put back. After that, everything felt natural and beautiful, even our animalistic sounds that echoed all around us. The ceremony was beautiful, too; I don’t think I ever cried as much as I did when Caterina read the vows and her prayers. Apparently, ours was her very first ceremony, and it left her in tears as well. And even though I’m no longer human, Dimitri still had a tungsten ring with a black gemstone made for me. Everything is just completely perfect. “What are you thinking about so intently?” Dimitri’s voice cuts through my thoughts, and I look up at him. “Just how perfect everything has been for the last three days,” I say, bre
Arya/“Hey, Arya, are you up yet?”//“Come on, please tell us you’re awake already! It’s noon!”/My eyes flutter open to the voices booming in my head, and I groan, trying to drown them out with a pillow to my head.“Argh, go away!” I exclaim while holding the pillow to my face. “I wanna sleep! Leave me alone!”I hear Dimitri chuckling next to me, and then he pulls the pillow from my head while I can do nothing but protest. “I think the women want your attention, Princess,” he says, shaking his head.“But I’m exhausteeeed!” I pout, folding my arms. “How can they expect me to be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed after spending my wedding night with a Volkov?”He laughs again, then gets up and straddles me with a mischievous look in his eyes. I can’t help but peek up at him and run my hands down his perfectly chiselled body.“Hmm,” I say appreciatively, and he rolls his eyes.“Get your ass out of bed, Princess; we have a long day ahead of us,” He says, then plants a kiss on my forehead and