King Conri's Fated Mate

“Please, Alpha King,” I tried to plead to the King, but he stared at me sternly. I was trembling so hard that my aching bones and muscles throbbed with agony. “You may turn your back to me if that will make you more comfortable,” the King growled quietly. More comfortable? Nothing about this situation made me comfortable, but I quickly nodded and turned my back to him before he could see the burning tears forming in my eyes. My lips trembled as I pressed them firmly to keep myself from sobbing. This position that I was forced to be in was embarrassing. I was better off with the Hunters. Slowly, each movement an effort, I slid my arms through my tattered t-shirt. I gritted my teeth to keep myself from crying out as my right side protested from me moving my arm above my shoulder to slide the shirt over my head. I let the ragged piece of fabric fall to the ground, my arms shaking as I felt the King’s stern gaze on my back. I could only imagine what he was seeing. Scars and claw marks fr

There was a gentle push in the air, a quiet but firm command that forced me to lay down on the couch, wincing as I stretched my left side to get into a comfortable position. “Easy. Don’t strain yourself.” Once I had stilled on the couch, he draped the comforter over my tiny form, the weight of it cocooning around me like a safety net. That familiar spring scent flooded my senses, and I inhaled deeply, burying my nose in the blanket and losing all sense of where I was for a second. Blinking, my cheeks burned with embarrassment as I slowly lifted my eyes to the King, who stood there watching me with his brows raised and amusement dancing in his eyes. “Sleep, Rieka.” And like a light, I was out before I could inhale his scent again.******Sunlight pouring in from the open curtains awoke me the next day. My eyelids fluttered open, and I went to stretch my sleeping muscles but quickly regretted it as I felt my left side pull. I groaned as I became entirely lucid with my surroundings once

A gigantic black wolf stood in the middle of the room, eyes bright blue and teeth bared. His claws dug into the floor as he snarled at the intruder entering his domain. He was huge, more prominent than Connor. A menacing growl vibrated his chest as he snapped his jaws at me. I glanced towards the window where the full moon's light had entered. The full moon—I returned my focus to Conri. This beast standing before me was not the same one I had grown to know over the past few days. My heart drummed like a beat to the beginning of a war. I was frozen in my spot, not wanting to make any sudden moves to set him off. His canines were unusually long that protruded past his lower jaw. In his wolf form, he had to be at least two feet taller than Connor. I only came up to his chest. He panted harshly for air as he watched me cautiously as if he was still deciding whether or not I was his prey. His fur was so black and dark that some of the strands looked like they had hues of blue and violet.

I gasped for air, the apex of my thighs throbbing involuntarily. I tried to squeeze my legs together to help ease the sensation, but Conri had one of his legs positioned between mine. He growled possessively, and I shuddered at the sound of it. He ran his nose back up my neck and across my cheek to my lips. I was frozen in fear at his weird behavior and hoped it was just the full moon causing him to act this way. He ran his right hand over my cheek, warming me at the touch as he ran his thumb across my bottom lip. His eyes were fixed on them, the hazel color dark with lust. Conri pushed himself up on his eyes, Keeping me pinned to the mattress but taking most of his weight off me, making it a little easier to breathe. “How old were you when you started running?” I furrowed my brows at the question. “Seven? Maybe eight?” “And you know nothing about Shifters?” “No, my lord.” He brushed his hand over my cheek once more. I involuntarily flinched at his touch. He sighed, almost as if

“Or your touch.” His teeth scraped gently behind the hollow of my ear, and I gasped as his warm, wet tongue slipped out to lick the sensitive spot where my neck met the base of my skull. He ran his tongue to my ear, nibbling gently on the lobe, causing me to shudder in delight. His purr turned into a growl of contentment. “You taste so divine.” He pressed his lips to my neck again, kissing up towards my ear. I moaned as I involuntarily ground against him, a possessive growl leaving his body this time. “That’s a good girl. Don’t fight it. Your instincts know what your body wants.” Heat pooled between my legs. I twisted my head around, and without a second thought, Conri groaned as I nipped at his bottom lip, begging for entrance which he happily gave me. I moaned as he tangled his fingers in my hair to hold me tightly against him as he brushed his tongue against mine. The way he moved his tongue had my core pounding at the thought of what he could do with it once he got between my leg