He smelled it the moment she rubbed her neck.Heat.Not just any heat. Hers.Her scent got stronger, sharper, sweeter, and maddening. It hung in the air like a cloud of smoke, wrapping around his senses and nearly causing him to growl.He got on his knees when she started feeling restless. How will he tell her she's going into heat, she doesn't love him, will she accept it?When she started rubbing her body and twisting her legs together, she gave him pleading eyes that he couldn't refrain from telling her what was going on." Huh? Heat? Right now?" her eyes were bugging out of the socket.She'd heard so much about mates going into heat, but she didn't know it would be like this, and neither was she expecting this way." Toria," he called sweetly feeling his heart pounding so hard. She was going to be in pain, an intense one if he didn't do something, but he didn't want to force her; he wanted her to want him, just as he wanted her, right from the moment he set eyes on her, right from
The bride’s dressing room was a paradox of beauty and menace. Soft golden light spilled from a crystal chandelier above, casting warm halos onto the walls painted in a muted cream tone. Ornate mirrors stood before the bride and her makeup artist. A bouquet of white roses sat in a porcelain vase, their delicate fragrance nearly masking the faint metallic tang of anxiety that hung in the air. Yet, despite the serene charm of the room, a chilling tension undercut its elegance. The bride's eyes, sharp and unyielding, scanned the room with a clinical detachment, her crimson-painted lips curving into a smile too perfect, too controlled with the room echoing her energy. Every gesture of hers was memorized, calm, and unnervingly charged, as if it, too, was complicit in whatever thoughts she concealed beneath her flawless exterior. This was no nervous bride preparing for her big day—this was a woman donning her armor, readying herself for something far darker than vows. Elora smiled, her to
The creaking sound of the door opening increased the tightness of her fist around the gun, the door opened slowly, and for a second Elora thought, " This should be the moment I'm most blinded by rage, the moment I take my revenge with the utmost fury, but excitement is seething through my veins; I must have gone crazy, or maybe I'm not; maybe this is how it feels when the fury is too much." The door finally opens widely revealing the gorgeous bride. All heads turned towards the door and they all gasped by the sight. ~ Is that Elora? ~ ~ What's that?~ ~Did she cut her wedding gown off? What the heck! How could she turn it to that? ~ ~ what's going on ~ ~ What's going on with her? Why is she in sneakers? ~ ~What's she holding behind her ?~Listening to the loud murmurs, she felt the urge to burst into laughter which she kept forcing herself to suppress. She looked around the bright hall as she stepped inside and nothing filled her eyes but disdain. The elegant fragrance
( Still three weeks ago ~ On Earth) " Should I just die? Kill myself? Or Run far away where no one could ever find me?" Scarlett sighed as she asked herself while staring out of the window of her room, which is now a reflection of her feelings and mood. Her face dropped gloomily, her empty eyes watching everyone in a high mood as always, laughing and playing around, smiling and giggling like the whole world evolves around them while she's stuck in the shell of loneliness and scars. Her fingers clasped together like in search of a hopeless companion with her nose exhaling a continuous weary sigh. The faces that smiled at each other were the same faces that bullied her countless times, called her names, and trampled on her because she was the shadow of the entire pack. " Are you thinking of committing suicide again?". The voice interrupted her thought with a startle. She looked back and chuckled at seeing her best friend standing by the doorstep with her funny, angry face o
" what are they doing here?", Scarlett asked turning back at Elora, " They...", " What do you mean what are we doing here? Of course, to go along with you to Alpha Damien's mansion." Karine cut Lora's short, chewing her gum loudly l. Scarlett's breath trembled as she clenched her fist before raising her head to look at Elora, " Do you bring them here?" she asked, " They said they want to come along", " With whose permission?", " Scarlett..", " Stop! I don't need anyone to follow me, I'm good on my own", she said and turned to leave, " You sure you're good? I mean, I guess you might need someone to console you when he brutally rejects you". Cynthia chuckled forcing back a laughter. " Karine!", Elora called angrily. " Thanks for your gesture but I don't need you", she said before storming out of the room. " Scarlett! Scarlett!!," Elora called after her but she left without looking back, hopping into the waiting car that drove off the moment she got in. " Seriously Karine?"
" The rejection of course", " Who said I'm rejecting you?". Like the whole time stopped Scarlett felt her blood stop flowing too out of shock. " Eh?" her widened eyes and agape mouth let out. Damien gave her a smile that was so charming and soothing, " I'm not rejecting you as my mate, Scarlett; my purpose for calling this meeting is for us to meet and get to know each other, not to reject you". Scarlett eyes were still wide open, it felt like a dream, and she nearly forgot how to breathe. " Are you..serious? You're not..rejecting me?", " No", he chuckled, " why would I reject you, you're such a beautiful lady", "I.I. I can't offer anything", she let out in confusion. He smirked, " really? I don't think so", " I'm serious, I can't even turn into a wolf I'm all pack's shadow", " Not to me. And don't worry about not being able to transform. I'm an alpha, I'll protect you", he said and they both got lost in each other's stare. He stood up and went to sit right b
Elora twisted the knob of the door open, stepping into the bright sitting room. The slamming sound of the door closing alerted her mother of the arrival of someone in the room. " I'm home" " she announced, collapsing on the couch, tilting her head to the back, and staring at the Chandelier that hung over at the center of the room. Confirming it was her daughter, " You're back, how was your day dear?", She asked strolling out of the kitchen corner," It was nice," Elora replied, getting warm up with the coolness and warmness of the room, unlike where she was coming from," and your,s, Mum?"." It was good, business was fine", Mrs. Dora said emerging into the sitting room and joining Elora on the couch." I thought you were going with Scarlett to see the alpha until I saw your message that you're at Jordan's party instead"," Yeah.."," What happened? Why didn't you follow her?"," She told me she wants to go alone"," Just like that? Did you guys fight?"," Not at all. Just some this-
The wedding preparations buzzed with a joyful energy that filled every corner of the house. Scarlett wasn't expecting the day to be that bright, all thanks to her friend, Elora, who was moving from one corner to another, making sure everything was perfect and in order. The floral scent of freshly delivered bouquets wafted through the air, mingling with the faint aroma of coffee brewing in the kitchen and a symphony of chaos and excitement. Dresses hung like ethereal clouds on wardrobe doors, while trays of makeup and hairpins sprawled across the countertops, ready to work their transformative magic.While getting things ready, Elora's gaze fell on the bride, seated on a high-backed chair in her ivory lace gown, which draped carefully across her lap with the stylist behind her. Elora dropped the veil in her hand and walked up to her; she smiled and bent to her level, holding her hand and whispering words of calm. Elora, dressed in a simple yet elegant bridesmaid dress, she exudes a qu
He smelled it the moment she rubbed her neck.Heat.Not just any heat. Hers.Her scent got stronger, sharper, sweeter, and maddening. It hung in the air like a cloud of smoke, wrapping around his senses and nearly causing him to growl.He got on his knees when she started feeling restless. How will he tell her she's going into heat, she doesn't love him, will she accept it?When she started rubbing her body and twisting her legs together, she gave him pleading eyes that he couldn't refrain from telling her what was going on." Huh? Heat? Right now?" her eyes were bugging out of the socket.She'd heard so much about mates going into heat, but she didn't know it would be like this, and neither was she expecting this way." Toria," he called sweetly feeling his heart pounding so hard. She was going to be in pain, an intense one if he didn't do something, but he didn't want to force her; he wanted her to want him, just as he wanted her, right from the moment he set eyes on her, right from
' hmm, it tastes..good.' Elora couldn't help but taste it. It tasted like smooth iron, yet, strangely delicious like a red fine wine.Her lips tightened against his palm as she sucked in his blood slowly like a princess taking her time to enjoy her meal.Larsen tilted his head, forcing back a grunt; this was unlike the first time he gave her his blood. His heart was racing; her strong, beautiful scent was halting his senses and sending his wolf into an endless howl of want. Her soft butt against his thigh makes him want to grab every part of her soft body, feel her skin against his palm.He bit his lower lip so hard as he brought back his head and looked at her pink lips against his palm.Those lips. Those tempting lips. He wants to taste them and knows what they'd feel like with his tongue.Unable to hold back anymore, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, sniffed her, and inhaled her intoxicating scent.He does it again; the way he sniffs her makes her breath hitch; he's doi
After the perilous yell, the kicks and punches stop. " Alpha," Amie called; her heart skipped as she hadn't planned for Larsen to catch her in the act, but her anger and hatred for Elora wouldn't make her stop." Are you out of your goddamn mind?!" he thundered and pushed her roughly away from Elora, surprising everyone present.If not for the assistance of the attendants who quickly caught her, she would've fallen hard on her butt.Larsen's wolf growled in rage as it looked at Amie, feeling so much anger that it wanted to tear her apart and everyone who had laid hands on her." Hey! Hey," Elora heard his baritone voice call as his hand pulled her up gently from the floor.Larsen's blood boils looking at her body full of bruises; her hair was so messy and covering her face. He worriedly brushed the hair off her face with his fingers, and his heart sank, looking at her face full of cuts and bruises.He gritted his teeth and glared at Amie." What the fuck do you think you were doing?"
Austin watched her stride towards him in the sitting room, dressed in a blue short and black singlet with her hair packed in a ponytail shape, looking all normal with no hint of madness, which amazed Austin even more.' damn, clothes indeed hide lots of things, my moony,' he exclaimed in his mind.Elora nodded slightly as she stood in front of him not knowing what to say or do." Do you need anything?" he asked," No, no," she waved quickly.~ what do you mean by no? We're starving ~ Naya shouted in her head." A moon goddess like you sure knows how to yell and shout and scream," she whispered to herself knowing Naya would hear her." What do you say?" Austin asked not hearing a thing except 'moon goddess '" No, nothing,"" Would you like anything? To eat?"" No, I'm fine currently,"~ are you kidding me? We're not in a fasting period ~" You sure?" " Okay," Elora gave in, seems like both Naya and Austin were determined to frustrate her soul till she took in something, " please some
No matter which side she turns to, the sun that scorches through the room seems determined to heat her awake. Elora groaned as she grabbed the duvet and dragged it above her head but she wasn't feeling comfortable enough to sleep back that way." fine..you succeed," she groaned against the pillow and pushed the duvet down." Ahh! Holy moon shit!" she yelled as she jumped up in fright when she opened her eyes to see ..Austin?" What are you doing here?" she yelled at him as she quickly wrapped herself up with the duvet, eyeing him from head to toe with her face contoured with deep frown.Her startled chest was pounding so hard against her ear." Good morning Miss Elora, pardon my manners, I didn't mean to startle you,"" May I know your reason for being here?"" My lord, the Alpha, instructed me to watch over you,"" Watch over me or spy on me?" her frown deepened.' did he think I was going to try to escape after what he did last night? He shouldn't worry, I've already made up my mind
" I'm not going to scream, but what the heck!" she said, almost whispering, some of the words nearly inaudible.Magnus heaved a sigh of relief still laying on her. He has never been this relief in his entire life." What are you doing? I know you want me to accept you but do you think following me around and trying to do what? Will make me accept you?."Magnus furrowed his brow in confusion, wondering why she was so scared and nervous. Vicky's heart was pounding so hard against her chest and with her mate laying on top of her, she could feel heat building from her fluttering stomach.His masculine scent was too close this time, driving her head in an unknown direction; her palm got sweaty, and the temptation to touch his muscles feeling against her shoulder.She swallowed hard while she tried to avoid gazing into his eyes so as not to lose her resolve. Her craving for that one person to love and care for her, her desire for a companion and a partner, gradually getting rekindled.No Vi
This is very strange, where are all the guards? She looked around and sniffed the air, but there was indeed no scent of a guard hiding anywhere close.Something is definitely wrong.She quickly went after the one she was trailing, she jumped back when her quick steps nearly bumped into his presence. She hid behind a pillar, waiting for a second to take a peep.|Magnus|Magnus couldn't close his parted lips when he saw the hidden ground behind a door. He thought he was just going into a room that only Elia had access to, but after waiting for some seconds, he held and twisted the knob to see it wasn't locked.He slowly opened the door hoping the door doesn't make any creaking sound as he stepped inside. His jaw dropped at the sight before his eyes, behind the door is a stairs leading downward to an underground.A secret underground? For what?He slowly walked down the stairs, clinging to the wall so he wouldn't be easily sighted and unaware of the figure hiding behind him as well.Fin
" what do you mean?"" I don't trust you,"" But you trust him?"" No, but at least he has a motive; he is ready to make amendments for his mistakes and wouldn't hurt me."Hurt me. The word slaps him hard across the face." You don't need him,"" He's going to get justice for Scarlett, everyone is going to know the truth,"" It isn't justice you want, it's revenge,"" That'll only put me in more trouble and danger, I might get killed if I get caught killing anyone again."" Do whatever you want; kill whoever you want; I'll be your alibi."The rigidness and unwavering tone and stare, the look in his eyes when he said that wrapped her soul in the feeling of protection and her heart melt, but with that, her head felt the battle of confusion within her mind.He got up from the bed when she said no more and covered her legs with the duvet." Get some sleep, it's late," he said and made to leave," Stop confusing me?," she said running her fingers through her blonde hair and her face covere
" my beautiful pup, hmm muah! You're so adorable," her giggling voice said as she rubbed her face against his chubby, cute face.Larsen chuckled, his face full of smiles, " I miss you so much mum," his excited voice telling her exactly how much he had missed her. He hugged her, wrapping his little arms around her.Larsen clenched his fist hard as the next memory he had of her was her hand dripping with blood, and the look on her face. The memories he couldn't shove away, the memories that couldn't be buried but just live with it. The feelings he felt that day were still raw and fresh; the anger, the disappointment, the fear, they flashed across his eyes, brewing another wave of anger in him as he angrily gulped down the seventh bottle of alcohol and yet didn't feel any ounce of tipsiness.His heart feels so heavy that anger radiates through his veins as he keeps remembering his mother's bloody hands and Damien's hand holding Elora's. If he sees Damien right this moment, he wouldn't he