"Gavin," Elias said quietly, fingers still curled into the edge of the mattress. "Tell me."Gavin stood in the doorway, arms crossed. "Tell you what?"Elias turned his head slightly. "What he looks like. Jace. I want to know."Gavin hesitated. "Did someone describe him to you already?"Elias gave a slow nod. "The King."Gavin's jaw tightened. "You shouldn't meet with him one-on-one. You know he has feelings for you, right?"Elias's lips curled in, pouting "I know. It makes things worse. But I can't disobey when he gave the instruction in front of everyone...""What did he say about Jace?""Too much... Enough to make me want to claw the words from his throat."Since they were young, Gavin knew that Elias wasn't attracted to women. He was attracted to men. But despite that, he avoided men just because he wanted to mate with the right one...the one he felt a connection with; and right now Gavin was convinced it was Jace. He hardly ever saw Elias in this state. Gavin sighed. "You want co
“And his waist…” the King exhaled, almost dreamy. “Deliciously small...Like you could wrap both hands around it while he gasps into your mouth.And the waist goes out to these impossibly long legs. Legs that cross so politely when he sits, but you know...oh, you can guess...that they’d look and feel even better splayed wide open.”“Shut up,” Elias growled, annoyed that the King was going too far.The King chuckled, enjoying the effect. "Imagine them wrapped around you...""Stop it!..." Elias raised his voice.The King ignored him. “But it’s his face that would drive you crazy...cause he is pretty...”He moved around Elias like a serpent circling prey. “Big eyes... like cinnamon. They glisten, honest and wide, like he’s still untouched by the filth of the world. And his lips...” The King exhaled slowly. “Small and heart-shaped...the softest pink I
"You sent for me," Elias said, stepping into the grand stone chamber with his usual calm, collected voice. He never liked coming to meet the King privately cause he always had an idea what it might be. "I always send for what pleases me," said the King of Alphas, already leaning against the wide window that overlooked the courtyard. His white hair was packed up in a bun. "And you, Elias, are rarely in sight. An Alpha that is pleasing to the eyes.""You never get tired of trying, do you?" Elias murmured. "Why would I give up on someone who looks like you and has your aura? Even though you don't respond to my advances, I take what I can get.""Then take your fill," Elias said, arms crossed. "Quickly...I have a pack to run."He chuckled, looking at Elias lustfully. "Oh, but wouldn’t it be easier if you let someone run it with you?" the King said, stepping forward slowly. His voice lowered. "Someone who understands your silence...your strength...your needs and adores you."Elias didn't
The summit hall was colder than Jace expected. It wasn't about the temperature, it was about the energy. Dozens of high-ranking wolves filled the chamber, all commanding, dominant, elegant, and dangerous in a way Jace couldn’t explain. Jace stood just behind Elias, head bowed slightly with his hands folded in front of him, doing everything he could to not breathe too deeply. As they walked pass them, they took a good look at Jace, before greeted Elias. The Alpha's were all sitting down now, but Elias stood still, arms folded, his pale eyes hidden beneath his dark lashes, waiting at the entrance to welcome the Alpha King, which was a job designated to him by the King himself.When the Alpha King arrived, he walked in like his title. No one needed to tell you he was the Alpha King. He was tall, built up, with long pale hair pulled back in a braid, and a smile that never reached his eyes. As soon as he got in, everyone stood up immediately and bowed. But he didn't move in immediatel
When they got to the mansion. Jace couldn't sleep. He twisted in the sheets, throwing them off, then pulling them back again. His thighs were damp with sweat and they ached. His lips parted in little gasps, even though the room was cool. He couldn't breath well.Something was wrong with him. Jace lay there, wide-eyed, breathing hard, waiting for the sun to save him.By morning, he still hadn’t found himself. Elias left early for something important and was going to be back by afternoon to prepare and head to the Alpha's meeting. Jace was restless. He had never felt this way in his life. He washed himself twice, changed his clothes and kept his head down. But the moment he passed through the main hallway the warriors stared at him.One even stopped mid-step and sniffed the air, blinking like he'd lost track of where he was. Jace just kept walking and doing his chores. But things got worse. One young warrior, he was broad-shouldered and high-ranked; he stepped into Jace path and block
The club was loud but not loud enough to cover the sound of Jace’s heartbeat. Elias walked straight towards Jace, irritated that Jace would come to a place like this. His little innocent wolf...getting corrupted was the least thing he wanted.“Leaving the mansion in the middle of the night, drinking questionable things in a club, and rubbing against strangers?” Elias’s voice was calm as he stopped in front of Jace. “Is this who you are now, Little Wolf?”"No...I....I..."Elias stepped closer, “do you even know what this place is?”“I was just trying to clear my head,” Jace replied. “I heard others talk about it.”“Others like you?” Elias said.Jace looked away. “How...how did you find me?”“I followed your scent. I always do...and your little heartbeat.” Elias’s words were simple.Jace took a shaky step back, bumping into someone. “You can’t just stalk me...”“You left the mansion and it was obvious cause your scent left with you. All I had to do was follow it.” Elias stepped closer.