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Here With Her.

Author: Aimee Daigle
last update Last Updated: 2023-11-08 06:31:09

Zane's POV

One who hesitates is lost.

"As we speak right now, Freya has been captured."

One who hesitates is lost.

"As we speak right now, Freya has been captured."

Odella was saying something. "My king."

One who hesitates is lost.

"As we speak right now, Freya has been captured."

"Your highness," Odella flat out shouted.

It wasn't like I didn't hear her all this while. I did. Very clearly in fact. But so as two other voices.

Adalia and Darius's voices in my head were more insistent, demanding to be heard as they repeated the same thing. I never welcomed them but I also never fought them because I deemed them useful.

They served a sacred purpose: to torment me. I needed that to remind me of the million ways that night Freya was kidnapped could have gone differently. This was the only way I could keep sane so I allowed them to go on making noise in my head. It wasn't a problem for me as I was already used to it.

The fact that I had gotten used to it didn't take the sting out of their
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  • Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King   Abstract

    Faster! My wolf kept urging me.The young, fair headed female beside me kept her head bowed as she escorted me out of the courtyard to my escape. We walked awkwardly in silence. Or maybe I was just the one feeling awkward. Whatever.The guards nodded their heads dutifully as I passed them. I noted this with some unease that I knew would never fade away.I was still much unused to this…"publicness". After living in the shadows all my life, even the smallest glimmer of spotlight could blind me."My lady!" The child next to me gasped and I whipped around, my senses immediately on high alert."What is it?" I saw no danger, just the blue azaleas that lined the porch and the wide stretch of trimmed green leading up to my destination. The only living things around were the guards standing so perfectly still under the burning sun."Tell me, what is it?" I inquired harshly.The child looked scared for a second. "I'm just—I wanted to ask you to slow down your pace, my muscles felt ready to tear

  • Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King   The End.

    Zane's POVI shifted back to my human form. Fully naked, I stretched out my wrist. Using the sharp edge of my claw, I sliced it open and let the dark red blood pour to the ground. Then I crouched low and pushed my wrist over Nylf's mouth. The poor thing was barely alive in Freya's trembling arms.A taste of my potent, Lycan blood was so powerful it could bring him to life. But then, it could also be too powerful.Lycans and vampires were similar this way. We gave blood to give life. Only in this case, I could really kill my own pup, or bring him back to life safely. Let's see what happened.Like I said. I had been alive long enough to know when a werewolf was dead.Nylf wasn't.The wound I created was healing up fast. "Force his mouth open, Freya." She did. No doubt with some supernatural strength. The pup's jaws were locked tight.My blood dripped into his mouth as the wound closed up. Nothing happened. His mouth was still hanging open. Then he gulped weakly.That was enough for me.

  • Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King   The Tombs Of Amyrsthystiase

    Freya's POVMy eyes reluctantly fluttered awake.I don't know if it was the silence or the insistent prick in my neck that woke me up.Judging from how my hand swatted away the paper that was crumpled and formed a pointed edge against my neck, the latter option was more probable. I fiddled with it a bit and traced the lettering on it.B U N W E L T A R U S O O DWhat was this?I knew one thing for sure. It was Zane's handwriting.A few questions sprung up in my mind. Like why had he decided to wedge this small parchment near my neck? And more importantly, why had Zane written gibberish?I crumpled it back and threw it off the bed, settling on the easy explanation that I was experiencing a momentary brain glitch as I had just woken up.The soft rustling sound of the paper hitting the carpeting was loud in my ears. This made me aware of how…noiseless the room was.The silence was strange. Too strange.At any slightest movement from me, Zane would have called out and said something by no

  • Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King   The Witch Has A Secret

    Gertrude's POVWe were on the run.Fugitives, rogues, we were labeled by anyone within a thousand miles.A grand bounty had been placed on our heads. One hundred bars of pure gold and an honorable seat among the members of the royal court.This was fantastic news for deltas, omegas and gammas who never got a chance to enjoy the benefits normally accrued to only Alphas, Betas and Lycans. They were avidly on the lookout the most. And these particular sets of werewolves were everywhere.The search was hot against us.So, fueled by zero to two scattered hours of sleep and the top diet of acrid-tasting mango nectar with live squirrels or wild mice since two weeks ago, we ran and hid and ran again.We never stayed anywhere for longer than two nights. Three at most if the packs were filled with mostly geriatric werewolves whose teeth had already fallen off due to age and were too old and useless to do anything that the rest of them were tiny child helpers.The latter option worked. For a whi

  • Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King   The Study: Graphic Content Warning

    Freya's POVA stream of curses poured out from his mouth as he pumped into me with slick, deranged slaps, the front of his thighs hitting the backs of mine in a pounding rhythm.His one hand fisting my hair viciously, the other gripping my right hip, claws digging into my flesh and drawing blood, his cock thrashing my insides while he released depraved sounds that only threatened to topple me over the edge of my climax. No, I wasn't going to scream. I needed to be fucking obedient to his rules.I bit my lip until I tasted copper spreading over my tongue. I was struggling not to scream and bellow and cry and howl my lungs out in acute pleasure.It was fucking hard. I was fighting everything in me to hold on enough to keep grappling at that control even if it meant losing something as inconsequential as blood.I had to do this. I needed to do this. To keep myself from exploding around him. To obey him. But I was in a losing battle, and I was a fucking liar. I was not going to obey him a

  • Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King   Curiosity Might Kill The Wolf

    Freya's POV Unlike before, now we were both in the bathtub. And not really getting any bathing done. I was the main culprit. I couldn't keep my hands off Zane, and he let me. Though, that was proving quite difficult now that he had positioned himself at my feet. I needed him closer. "Zane." I called him. "You're way too far from me. Just come back to me, I want to feel you some more. Please?" I asked solicitously. "Shhh, Freya. Feel the night. Enjoy the silence." Feel the night. I let out a brief laugh. Sometimes I forgot that Zane was over a century old. "Why feel the night", I asked, "when I can feel you, Zane. Allow you to feel me." I slowly spread my legs apart for him to see where I really needed him to feel me. He was quiet as he stared at my pussy. It was slight but I saw his impassive gaze slip for a fleeting moment before he pulled it back on. I didn't miss how his eyes darkened before he bowed his head and swiped my inner thigh with the cloth in his hand. After that

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