Mag-log inXavier
Mate. The word echoed loud in my head the moment her lips pressed into mine. Mate. Mate. As I picked her up and led her to the VIP section, the word echoed in my head. It was hard to deny, a pulsing bond forming between us. That’s impossible. She’s a human. How can my mate be human? After all these long years, I’ve given up hope of ever finding a mate. And how I find her and she’s a human? “What’s your name?” I asked, my lips finding her pulse point. I could hear blood rushing fast through her body. Her scent was concentrated here, peaches and honey and cream. She smelled fucking delicious. “Whatever you want, daddy,” she whispered, her body twisting against mine. Her heat pressed down on my thigh and I fucking growled. I could feel how soaked she was. The sweet scent of her arousal filled the space between us. I wanted to bury my head between her thighs and choke on her sweet juices. “Should I…” she pulled back, blinking up at me with seductive hazy eyes. “Should I call you daddy? Get down on my knees and—” her small hand moved between us and palmed my cock through my pants. “—oh…that’s…that’s a lot,” “You don’t know what you’re asking for, kitten,” I grabbed her hand and pinned both of them behind her. She moaned, pushing her chest into mine. Her nipples, I felt them through the material of her gown. My mouth watered and I sucked on her neck, enjoying the way she squirmed against me. “I wanna feel your cock, daddy. Take…take all the bad memories away,” her moans made my head spin. The taste of her skin drove me fucking mad. My wolf growled in my head, screaming at me to mark her. Sink my fangs into her and claim her as mine. “You sure about that?” I asked, testing her skin with my teeth. She moaned, grinding shamelessly into my thighs. “Fuck! Yes! I want you to fuck me till I can’t walk straight anymore!” My cock was about to burst from how hard it was. With a growl, I moved her, nearly ripping her clothes off. She had the audacity to giggle. “Easy now, daddy. It’s brutal out there. Don’t wanna walk out naked,” with a coy look, she peeled her gown off, her eyes misty as she unhooked her bra. “Fuck me,” I groaned at the sight of her perfect tits. I grabbed them, marveling at how soft and warm they felt in my hand. I flicked her nipple with my thumb, watching as her body writhed and her moans got louder. Her back arched, her breathing shuddered. “Ah…they’re …sensitive.” Her face was flashed red, a stunning color on her without a doubt. Her knees buckled and she tumbled into me. I easily caught her and carried her over to the couch. This was my private area, no one was allowed to come in here. A perfect place to ravage a beauty such as her. I laid her down on the couch, and for a moment, her beauty struck me down. Her dark hair spilled around her head, begging me to fist my fingers into them and manhandle her. She stared at me shyly with those eyes that looked like gems. Her tits bounced lightly, rosy pink nipples begging for my mouth on them. Her long slender legs pressed together, trembling slightly. Mate. The bond flared inside my chest, a dark desire to protect her, mark her, fill her to the brim with my cum and lock her in place with my knot washed over me. “Your boyfriend was fucking blind,” I said, climbing over her and latching my mouth onto her nipple. “How did he take one look at you—“ “A-ah!” She grabbed my hair, her slender legs wrapping around my waist. “Fuck…so hot…” “How did he not think that you deserved to be worshipped?” Her tits fit into my mouth. Fuck, I never wanted to let her go. She giggled, her hands tugging on my belt. “Forget above that asshole. Who gives a shit about him?” I didn’t miss the bitterness in her voice. Deep down, I know that she doesn’t mean those words. My logical brain quickly got overtaken by my instincts. “Yeah, fuck him. Focus on me now, am I clear?” She nodded, licking her lips excitedly. “You’re so hot ordering me around.” “You little minx,” I chuckled, spreading her legs apart. “D-don’t look!” She gasped, trying to clamp her legs shut. “Sweetie, don’t try to hide yourself,” I let a little bit of my alpha command bleed into my voice. Not enough to fry a humans brain, just enough to make her whimper and surrender. “Hands above your head. Now.” There was no command behind it. She obeyed, chewing on her lip as she did. I couldn't resist kissing her, pulling her plump lower lip between my teeth. She mewled into my mouth, her tongue tangling with mine. She's starved. Bold. But it's not enough. I feasted my eyes on the spot between her legs. “What a pretty pussy,” her tiny hole quivered, drops of dew spilling from inside her. Soft, pink, and glistening. “Your pussy looks lonely, baby girl.” My cock ached to bury inside her. I'd ruin her if I dared take her unprepared. The difference between our bodies is jarring. She feels so small....so fragile. My cock would break her in two. Why do I want to see that happen? Her scent filled my head, cooling around me like barbed wire. Sweat dotted my brows, and I felt my control slipping. When was the last time I got laid? Fuck. It’s been so long. “Daddy…” she whined, moving her hips a bit. “Touch me…please. I need you…” “Are you sure, kitten?” She nodded vigorously. “Words. Use your words.” “Yes! I want this! I want your cock, your fingers…all of you!” Ah, how can I refuse her when she’s asking so sweetly? Holding her thighs open, I lowered down and pressed a kiss to her clit. She cried out, jerking into my mouth and away at the same time. “Poor thing, you’re so pent up. He never satisfied you, did he?” I licked her wet pussy, her taste exploding all over my tongue. “Fuck me, you taste like sin,” I buried my face between her legs, covering her sweet little pussy with my mouth, catching every drop of dew her sweet hole produced. “Your tongue…hah…so good daddy— fuck me…fuck me with your long tongue, daddy please!”LORENZOI shushed her, watching her expression slowly relax. Even pills couldn’t stop nightmares.Once her breathing leveled, I stepped back.She’s marked. A violation. Someone will come for her. If news of this gets out, she’ll be in danger. How could he do this to her? What sort of stupid act is that?On the other hand, a treacherous thought formed in my mind.Mate marks are forbidden on humans for one specific reason. Attachment. If a wolf marks a human, that human begins to exhibit compulsive and possessive behaviours. Crazy in love, simply put. An insatiable craving for the wolf that marked them.Rune is not acting that way.By now, she should have fought me tooth and nail to get back to him. Instead, she’s fast asleep, barely affected. And even when she saw him, she wasn’t affected like that.She’s human.She’s human. I swear it.It sounded like a lie. Like I was consoling myself and ignoring the truth. No, like I wanted it to be the truth. Desperately.Because if it’s not true,
LORENZOI pulled the covers over Rune’s sleeping form, double checking to make sure she was asleep. Thank goodness I still had some of my sleeping pills at hand. The last thing I want is for her to wake up in the middle of the night and find out I’m gone.Seeing her form in bed, looking small and pale, made my heart explode in my chest with anger. Just earlier today, she showed up in tears, trembling, marks peaking out of her collars, marks that suggested a grim image I didn’t want to imagine.My sister was violated.And the culprit was someone she knew.She spent hours in the bathroom, her sobs reaching me despite the sound of rushing water. She didn’t tell me anything, avoiding my eyes and trying to deflate with jokes. And when Xavier showed up, she looked like she’d seen a ghost. Above all, when I mentioned Marcella, she panicked.I didn’t want to jump into conclusions. But fuck, it was all in my face. Why wasn’t Marcella here yet? Why did Rune come to me and not her? Why did Xavie
RUNE:“What do you want?” Lorenzo asked, standing firmly in the doorway, his posture imposing. “Where is Rune? I need to see her. Now. It’s urgent.”My pulse spiked. Urgent? What does they mean? How did he even find me here? I threw my phone away so he wouldn’t be able to track me. It wasn’t even one day yet! How could he find me so fast?!I got out of bed, my knees wobbling, and crept over to the door. Xavier stood in the doorway, his eyes wild, hair messy and falling over his eyes, his expression one of intense worry. He spotted me behind Lorenzo. Relief washed over his features. “Rune! Fuck! You’re alright!” He exclaimed, taking a step closer. I took two back. He stilled, his eyes narrowing. “What’s wrong? Why are you here? Did anything happen?”“You should leave, Mr Creighton. Tell Marcella that Rine is not feeling well and she’ll call soon.”My heart skipped at her name. “No!” I shouted, drawing both their attentions. “Don’t tell Marcella anything! You should go,” I turned a
RUNE"Hey. You need to eat something. I made chicken soup. I bet it tastes like shit but...you need something in your system. And I made it with mom's recipe.""One minute," I replied, my voice a low whisper. Outside the bathroom door, Lorenzo sighed. "You've been in there for two hours how. You're clean. Come out."I pulled my knees up to my chest. The water in the bathtub sloshed around, spilling over the edge. I didn't feel clean. Maybe if I sit longer in the water, I'll feel clean. If I scrub my body for the seventh time, I'll forget the feel of her hands on me. Lorenzo's footsteps shuffled on the other side. He was pacing, muttering curses in Italian under his breath. I felt bad putting him through this. "Is there anything you want to eat?" He asked. "No, I'm not hungry." "Okay. At least come out of the tub.""I will. One minute please."He sighed. I could feel his frustration. I didn't know if it was at me or not. I should probably get out. I don't want to make him angr
MARCELLA“Luckily, no one. Anslem was working on it. He was close to the truth, but never found it out. You and I are the only ones who know.”“The Council?”“Negative.”I ran my fingers through my hair. A lycan. Rune, My Rune, is a fucking Lycan! How did this happen? Rune, the sweet girl that laughed at all my stupid jokes, that could never kill even a spider, Rune that I'd never seen lose her temper...a lycan.That explains it. How she was able to mark my father. Why the heat drug worked as well as it did. Why I felt something akin to a mate bond after marking her. How come I never noticed it? From the moment I met her, she was a human. There was no secret scent to her, no sign of wolf suppression, nothing. A Lycan.Fuck!Years ago, the council ordered the extermination of Lycans. Hunted them down. Killed them. It was a Genocide as wolf society had never seen before. If they find out one survived...Rune might very well be the last living Lycan on this earth.Fuckfuckfuck!The
MARCELLA“You are way too calm for someone who’s about to be murdered by their father!”“Oh please! Stop overreacting, Dylan. My father won’t kill me. He’ll get angry, rage for a while, and everything will be fine. Besides, it’s not like I killed anyone. And I’m not scared of him.”Dylan glared at me, disbelief etched on his face. Clearly, he caught onto my bullshit. I’m not scared? Yet here I am. Hiding away in Leonard’s house. I picked my cup of tea and calmly sipped it. “By the way, that was so hot. Lying to your alpha for me? Phew. Who’s about to be murdered when he finds out?” Dylan stormed up to me, grabbed the tea cup and chucked it at the wall. The hot liquid splashed my hands, making my eye twitch in response to the burn. I lifted my eyes to him. “The fuck?”“What happened? What did you do to Rune? And don’t think of lying to me. I saw her leaving your place she looked horrible. What did you do?”I looked away. What did I do? I just shattered the one true friendship I’d







