LOGINFear crept in, I couldn't lose her, and there was no time to rush back to the hospital. But then, without thinking, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers. It was more like my wolf, Jean was in control, pulling me closer to her. She opened her lips, allowing me. Instantly, I felt her pain, the burning agony in her leg. It all flooded into me, and after a while, the whole pain was gone. My breath hitched, but I didn’t pull away. There was no pain anymore, just how soft and sweet her lips were. She extracted her hand from mine and pulled me closer by the neck. She didn't want me to stop either. I felt like going further and tearing off her clothes; I wanted her; I've always desired her. If only she wasn't wolf-less, if only she was strong, she would have been perfect for me. She rolled her tongue inside me, making me grip her tighter. I began heaving, I wanted more. ******** Louisa was a wolf-less girl rejected and killed by her fated mate, the ruthless Alpha Scott. He intended to pick a worthy mate of his choice after her demise but she was brought back to life by a coven of witches who had a vendetta against him. She returns with no memory of who she was or the betrayal that led to her demise but on realisation that Scott wants her dead, she finds a way to stall and plans her escape. Alpha Scott falls deeply for her but refuses to ever admit it. Sooner than later, she begins to remember who she was and plans her revenge with the witches. Now, with revenge in her heart and magic on her side, Louisa must choose: love him… or destroy him..
View MoreLouisa The both women raised their hands as their eyes immediately locked onto us, a blast of golden fire exploded across the chamber."Move!" George shouted.George and Ayana lunged forward, throwing both their hands forward, their own magic flaring to life. George's hands wove rapid sigils, sending bursts of dim golden fire hurtling toward the intruders. Ayana's voice rose in a sharp chant, summoning shimmering shields of ice that darted like arrows. The witch fight continued for a while, my heart beating so fast.The enemy witches seemed faster and crueler. And through it all, Agnes simply watched. She wasn't even trying to help.Another blast exploded through the room, which made George fly backward. Ayana barely managed to catch herself before slamming into a wall.That was when Scott suddenly grabbed my arm tighter.Jace stared at Agnes in disbelief. "You have to do something."Agnes didn't even blink. "Why would I do that?"Instantly, a wave of violet energy slammed into Ge
Louisa Everything felt wrong and right at the same time. The room, the air, my body, even my own heartbeat sounded unfamiliar in my ears.I was back. After months of feeling trapped in a horizon of my own body, I was finally free. The memories were still rushing through me in fragments. Dying, darkness, voices, even dreams that had felt too real to be dreams.Weeks and months of nothingness. And now I was standing here again happily but terrified.My fingers trembled against my throat where Jace's dagger had left a thin burning line. While my gaze was across the room, staring at Agnes who stood like a living storm, golden eyes blazing while magic crackled invisibly around her.One wrong word, one wrong movement and everyone here would die. I couldn't let that happen, I had to try to reach her."Agnes..." My voice came out hoarse and her attention snapped toward me instantly, the fury in her eyes softening slightly.I swallowed. "Please." The single word felt pitiful against the tensi
Scott Her lashes fluttered. For a second I thought my mind was playing tricks on me but then her eyes cracked open, glassy and unfocused. She blinked once, twice, her gaze settling first on Jace.“Jace…” Her voice was uncertain.Then her head tilted slightly, her pupils dragging toward me. “Alpha… Scott?”Something in my chest uncoiled all at once. The corners of my mouth lifted, almost against my will, and the weight I’d been carrying for weeks eased just enough for me to breathe.“Welcome back, Louisa,” I said softly.Jace steadied her as she pushed herself upright, her movements shaky, her confusion clear. Her fingers dug into his sleeve like she was clinging to the one thing familiar.I gave Ayana a short nod. She understood instantly. Raising one trembling hand, she whispered an incantation. Power spilled through the air, thick and suffocating, and the casket slammed shut with a deep, final thud.The noise made Jace snap his head up. He lunged toward it, fury and desperation bla
ScottHer smirk didn’t falter even as my fingers pressed tighter against her throat. Slowly, deliberately, she slipped a hand into her pocket. For a moment, I thought she might pull a blade, but instead she drew out a folded paper, old and creased at the edges.“Here,” she rasped.I hesitated, then released her with a shove. My hand snatched the paper from her grasp. The rough texture brushed against my fingertips as I unfolded it. Symbols spiraled across the page, twisted lines, unfamiliar letters, markings that made my head ache just staring at them.“What is this?” I growled.“The spell,” she replied smoothly, rubbing her throat where my grip had been.I turned, shoving the paper into George’s hands.At once, Louisa’s guards lowered their weapons. A ripple of movement followed, my guards lowering theirs reluctantly, eyes still sharp with suspicion. Ayana flicked her wrists, and the glow pinning Jace to the wall sputtered out. He crashed to the floor, coughing, his hand instinctivel
Louisa/AgnesBefore I could part my lips to respond, the sound of footsteps echoed beyond the doors. One by one, the remaining council members filed into the chamber. Their cloaks swept the marble, their boots beat steady as a war drum. They bowed low before me, and only after my subtle nod did the
Louisa/Agnes“I don’t care what you think, Scott,” I whispered, forcing my voice not to crack. My fingers curled tightly in my lap, nails biting into my skin. “Jace is the father. We are getting married soon, and I’d appreciate it if you don’t stir up trouble where there is none.”His eyes flicked
Louisa/Agnes.My eyes fluttered open to a blur of heat and breath. For a heartbeat, I didn’t know where I was, only that my body was bare, damp with sweat, and cradled in Scott’s arms.I stiffened, staring at the broad chest pressed against me, at the damp strands of hair clinging to his temples. H
Scott Her lips were softer than I could remember and I couldn’t let it go. The taste of her, the way she melted into me, it was like I’d been starved for years and finally allowed a bite of something forbidden.She didn’t push me away. If anything, her mouth clung to mine, answering me stroke for


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