LOGIN“D—Dad?" Heaven whispers. Her voice is hoarse, reflecting the conflict of several emotions within her.How can this be? How can her dad still be alive? She saw him getting stabbed by the scarred hand, and she saw his body plopping to the floor. She witnessed his blood pool around him, and she saw all this with the awful feeling of helplessness.“Dad, how… how are you here?” she stutters; even her limbs are too stunned to move at this point.The man smiles. Ever so softly. “Princess,” he mumbles, and Heaven gasps at the sound of his voice.She has so missed the tenderness that always latched onto his tone. Hearing it now, tears roll down her face freely
The morning sun rays fall on Heaven’s face.It stays so for some minutes before darkness suddenly descends, and the abrupt shift in lighting causes Heaven’s eyelids to flutter.Slowly, she opens them. At first, all she sees is a blur. Then the blur gradually clears, and the figure of Dessery standing in her line of sight is unveiled. However, the girl moves out, causing the sun rays to pierce into Heaven’s eyes once more.Heaven winces and turns her head to the other side to avoid the sun, but she finds it difficult to sleep again.“Good morning, madam,” Dessery whispers. “I’ve set your bath. Will you have your meal now as well?”Heaven rub
Ziason, noticing this, reaches to grip his arm hard, his claws piercing the man’s skin to draw blood.Although Freck heard Heaven’s thought, it happened a split second before he exploded, so his mind had grown erratic, with nothing but pleasure and mating clouding his senses.Now that the Alpha has pulled him back to sanity, he wonders how Heaven heard him and how he even heard her.Did she know she was mind-linking, or was it pure coincidence that her thoughts were channeled to their hearing?The Alpha suddenly pulls away from her, morphs into his wolf form, and skims away.Freck follows suit without even recovering from his climax, while Heaven is left high and dry.Sitting upright, she stares dumbfounded at the window through which the brothers dashed and then looks at Zeedar, her confused gaze pleading for an answer from him.But all Zeedar can see is the cum dripping from the side of her lips, the sweat rolling down her face, and the flushed state of her body.“W… what was that?”
Those are the exact words inscribed on it with slanted writing.What if she can’t make him cum? Will she really die?Heaven’s eyes take a round, big shape at that thought, and they nearly pop out when she notices more about Ziason’s manhood.Something about the length and thickness tells her she’s in for a lot of pain and pleasure, and Freck’s own isn’t any different either.This brings her eyes to Zeedar’s crotch. Although she can’t see his, she wonders just how big he is as well.Is it possible that she could actually die first from taking their dicks in her?“You may want to stop thinking about our cocks, Heaven. It makes us go wild,” Freck intercepts.Heaven squints her eyes at him, then reaches a hand to him. He doesn’t hesitate to take the hand and lift her up.Slowly, she leads him to the bed, lying flat on her back with her knees raised from the bed while Freck hovers over her.He places his hands on her knees and parts her legs. The cool air of the room kissing her core, plus
At first, Heaven’s heart skips a beat, then it starts thumping faster than it already is. Memories flash in her head. Memories of tears turning her vision glassy as five to six men took turns to fuck her. Memories of the pain in her asshole and vagina that lingered for days. Memories of the way they unhinged her jaws with their dicks. Memories of her fingers gripping sand, of she cursing at the moon goddess every now and then, blaming her for a tragic fate.These memories replay in her mind over and over as she stares at the men one after the other. One moment, she’s seeing them. The next, she’s seeing a scene in her memory. But then something happens. She doesn’t know how it happened. All she knows is that it’s Freck’s doing, and he has been doing it since they first met—whether intentionally or unintentionally.It’s as if a wave of warm air hit her, and as warmth spread through her, so does comfort. She gradually begins to calm down. The head aches, discomforts, everything—gon
Ziason spent the last two days hiding from Heaven. And he did not fail.Not because Heaven let him be. But because he made sure she wouldn’t find him easily by taking residence in the pack village and masking his aura. That way, it would be quite difficult for Heaven to find him in the midst of several wolves, unless she tried harder, which he made impossible by setting his brothers on her. They preoccupied her with training, took her to places she hadn’t seen in the tower—even the forbidden parts—just so that her mind wouldn’t dart to him every second.And it’s a good thing the strategy has been working well so far.“Report from scouts,” Zechariah announces calmly as he lets himself into the small, rented room. “The approaching enemy packs have nearly reached our borders.”A tense silence settles in room before Ziason finally speaks up from where he lays flat on the bed. “We delayed sending sentinels to guide our borders due to the soldiers’ unfavorable condition. Are they fit to
She notices the Alpha had ignored most parts of the prophesy. The parts where Kaicha will kill an Alpha, unite blood, and trigger and stop a war.
Her reflection on the mirror looks like a glamour her demons want her to believe. Pale and clear skin. The bruises on her neck obtained from Ziason’s strangling healed. R
“Ziason… what have you been up to?” Zeedar whispers in shaky breath, while the Alpha moves away from him.
Haynes finishes throwing the last of the bodies on the stack of corpses and rotten planks.







