"I don't want to die.""Am I going to die?""I can't breathe.""Help me.""Ple--ase." My last breath caught in my throat, and my fingers dug into his wrists as I stared into his eyes. Those eyes were the last thing I saw before the darkness claimed me.Black, empty, cold. Unfathomably evil.I jolted awake feeling feverish. My neck felt stiff and my head was pounding terribly. I looked around, disoriented."Where am I?" I sat up and looked around, wiping drool from my mouth with the back of my hand."What sort of nonsense dream was that?" I rubbed my eyes hard, as if to clear away my memory of those haunting evil eyes in my dream.Yawning and stretching like a cat, I looked around again and jumped in horror, "Oh no! Oh no!""How long have I been asleep? Oh shit!"I was still in Beta Darius's sex chamber and I also hadn't cleaned it up."Oh my God, what's the time? Please don't be past midnight yet. This is the only chance I have at freedom." I pleaded to whoever was up there listening
"You barely did anything. How am I supposed to believe you?" "Don't "believe" me. I am you." "No, Warrick. No, you're not. And I'm not you. You just very unfortunately happened to be in my body." "Don't be such a crybaby, Zane. Deny it as much as you want but I'm as much a part of you as you are a part of me." Alpha Zane had nothing to say to that. "Just stay dormant, Warrick. I need rest. If I drop dead now, you die too." "Funny that. We've tried dying a couple of times before. Do you remember how it went?" Again, he had nothing to say to that but this time it was because they were both cursed to be immortal. Nothing on earth could ever kill hi– "What is that?" Alpha Zane bent down and touched the water flowing from the lake. "Why is there blood in the water?" He heard a fierce, deep growl vibrate the entire ground under him. He realized that the growl was coming from him. "Warrick, what are you doing? You are choosing to be sensitive to blood now? Suddenly, his legs mo
My eyes fluttered open and all I could see was darkness. Were my eyes really open? I touched my eyes to be sure that I really opened them. "I'm fully awake but why is it this dark everywhere? I can't even see my nose." "I can see you," A rich, velvety voice seemed to caress my ear in response. I suddenly recognized the voice but I didn't remember where I heard it. I racked my brain to remember what his name was. "Who are you?" He calmly took my hand and my wolf, Seneca, hummed appreciatively in my chest. I clutched his hand instinctively and I knew that I would never want to let go. I could have stayed there forever, just holding his hand. I don't understand this feeling. "The reason why it's dark is because you are still weak and you can't handle any shocking revelations in your present state. You need to fully heal before I explain everything to you." His voice held me in a trance. Not his words, his voice. Why do I feel incredibly enchanted by him? Where do I know him fr
I momentarily snapped out of my puzzled daze when I saw Beta Darius saunter majestically to my beloved mate and bowed deeply to the Lycan King who still carried me gently like a newborn in his arms. When he rose up and saw me, his face turned a concerning shade of blue, then red, and then white as a sheet. Staring blankly with a slack jaw, he stood frozen in place, and his eyes darted around wildly. Poor thing, he managed to look constipated and also look like he was seeing a vision of the Seven Red Hells. "You –you…uh your highness." "I– Is she –?" He was unable to complete his question. The sound of Zane's voice from his chest sounded like a lullaby to my wounded soul, "Darius, she's my mate. My long-awaited mate." He almost choked on his spit, "Uhm, ahem, er, excuse me, your highness. I….uhm have to tend to some urgent personal matters." He bowed deeply one more time, "Welcome back home again, my King," and with a stiffer bow to me, "my lady," He choked out. I watched him w
Alpha Zane's POV The door to my study shut with a quiet click behind me. No one else dared entered here. I crossed the room, my steps slow and deliberate, but hesitant as they itched to go back to my mate's sleeping form lying comfortably on our bed. Sleep was not something I did often, I'm constantly in too much pain for that. I barely slept due to my curse but even at that, I embraced this one aspect of being cursed because I used my nighttime for deeper, and more complex matters that I couldn't do when prying eyes that hovered around during the day came. Long silver locks and ice blue eyes of a certain Luna filled my thoughts again. Warrick gave me a hard time about me not claiming her yet. I was equally impatient but I was also not an idiot. She was not in a state to handle that yet. The memory of Freya, scared and unsure, lips quivering and eyes brimming with tears sent fury crackling through me like a tidal wave. I welcomed its cold burn that seared me from the inside ou
Freya's POVHis tongue ravaged me.Plundering me thoroughly and savagely like a brute, skilled rogue war raider.Heat and moisture pooled at my core and slicked down my legs like liquid fire.Unlike the last time we kissed, this was raw and passionate, rough and sensual, like he was exposing his deepest, inner self to me. This sent me tumbling and spiralling out of the bounds of my sexual limits.I suckled on his tongue and bit it. Hard.He groaned - I relished the sound, I felt an immense heady contentment in knowing that I could make the Lycan King of Adivaine, moan like that - and pushed himself onto me.Through the slim barrier of his clothes, I felt the full, hard length of his cock digging into my belly.My, was he big.My mouth dried at the thought of what he planned to use that cock to do to me.The way he gripped the back of my neck, his addictive taste plus our scents mixing thickly in the dense air, was making me grow dizzy with lust.Our ragged inhales and sighed exhales w
Freya's POV What in all of the seven hells was this? I struggled to pick my jaw from the floor as I stared blankly at the what was in front of me. Drawings, scraps, marks, names here and there, papers, shreds of clothing, talons, teeth, and to my horrible shock - an earlobe! If I didn't know any better, I would conclude that this was a shrine to some strange, foreign god. Question marks were popping up everywhere in my head. "I-I reached out for you in my sleep and I didn't feel you there, then I came out and saw you and your messenger going down the stairs, so I followed." The silence that ensued after my unsteady outburst was thick with suspicion from me. The study was bathed in the orange glow of the flickering candlelight and it appeared to form a halo around his head. What a fitting irony. A fallen angel in his true element. He stared at me, his expression unreadable but there was a steely glint in his eyes. "We need to talk, Freya." Sure as hell we do! "Okay." He p
Beta Darius's POV "How can I trust you?" My voice boomed with a false confidence I didn't feel. The cove was ghost-quiet except for the crunch of dried autumn leaves under my feet and the haunting screech of owls at the foot of the cove. The blinding darkness reached into my lungs and squeezed mercilessly, making breathing a Herculean task. Jittery nerves shot to my feet like a bolt of lightning and turned them to jelly. I hoped to the Moon Mother that these disgraceful nerves didn't burst to the surface and betray the brave expression I hoped looked convincing enough on my face. I let out a shaky breath, "Say something. I have come from a far distance," My heart was in my throat, threatening to leap out. A low, crisply accented voice sliced through my thoughts like the edge of a blade from behind me. "The Lycan Beta of Adivaine, Beta Darius. Am I correct?" My head snapped around so sharply in shock, a jolt of pain zapped through my neck. Where the fuck did she come out from