Her first impulse was to scream and run, but she fought against it. Hard. The cougar was watching her closely. Examining. She forced herself not to react, just returning the animal's stare. The animal narrowed its head to the side, growled menacingly, and scratched her right arm in the same swift motion it had used before. It hurts. It does hurt. But, she forced herself not to react, except to blink so hard to keep her eyes from watering. Forcing herself to see beyond the act, she discovered that the two scratches were enough to break her skin, but they weren't deep. It was methodical. The animal WAS in fact testing her, she realized. Almost as if It expected her to show her true colors and react. Attack. "You can scratch me up all you want but I'm not going to attack you." She said out loud, looking the animal in the eyes. Its ears twitched again. It drew back two steps, watching her with an expression she could not make out. Then it did something that utterly shocked h
He wasn't expecting that. "It's the ancient language of our people. It means 'Mine'. Why did you ask?" She hesitated, "Do you think the cougar will kill me if...uhm...if I let him?" Now, she really did catch him off-guard completely. That was not what he'd expected to hear. "Ismena..." He stalled. "Please, answer me." "If the cougar wanted to kill you, you will already be dead. I think it clearly just wants to mate with you." He admitted truthfully. A pause. "Kindly close the door behind you." She said, her voice filled with resolve. Alphose tried to talk her out of it, but it was obvious that she has made up her mind. In the end, he did exactly what she requested. He walked out and closed the door behind him. ********************* The instant the door closed, the cougar shifted form, making the half-shift. Ismena felt, more than heard it happen. She didn't look back to confirm, but she knew she was right. It was no longer paws gripping her but big, fur-covered hands wit
Wolfaraine held her sweaty form, and for a moment, he didn't move. She did it. She really did it. But as his eyes scanned her body, he could not feel any victory. She was covered in bruises—he counted five bleeding scratches and lots of grab-marks that already turned deep shades of red. Her lips were bleeding too from where she'd bit down on them several times. He let out several cusses in the ancient tongue as the guilt consumed him. Yes, his very courageous mate had somehow managed to do the unimaginable by taming his wildest side, but to what end? She looks like she fought with a very angry lion and it hurt to see. They were still locked together in a knot and would probably be for at least the next forty-five minutes. He could try to separate them, but he has no intention to do that because even though she is unconscious, he would rather cut off his own arm, shift to the mountain lion and feed it to the mountain lion than cause her more pain. Also, he wanted to hold her in
He didn't answer at first. "I feel...calmer." He'd imparted hesitantly as if searching for words, "Inside, it feels more peaceful. Calmer. Less burdensome. There has been no loud banging or head-clanging from the cougar since that night. I've never felt so...at peace before on the inside. Not for the past eighteen years. That is why I can't seem to thank you enough, Ena. You did this. Every single part of this, you did this." The emotions that clouded his throat had clouded hers too. She'd blinked back happy tears as she hugged him back with all her heart. "We did this. Together." She'd chimed in, in a hoarse voice. "But, I'm not taking such chances ever again. The mountain lion has claimed you as our mate, but it is still very distrustful of you. As far as that distrust is still there, there will always be scratches whenever there's an encounter, and I'm not going to put you through that ever again." Ismena hadn't bothered fighting him on that. Judging from the glint in his eyes
It was everything she'd thought it would be, and more. She can still remember the ecstatic feeling of him spurting deep inside her, over and over again as his big body jerked atop hers, his groans like music to her ears. He'd taken her all night and she'd been with him every step of the way. Well, except for the wee hours of the morning when she'd fallen into a death-sleep, but that was beside the point. The male has a way of leaving her sexually over-satisfied and exhausted in every sense of that word. But it was always so so worth it. However, something strange—and heartbreaking—happened whenever he came inside her. Her body starts hurting, afterward. A burning pain that develop in her pelvis, stinging like a motherfucker. It happens for a short time and then it stops. Usually thirty seconds to fifty seconds before it stops. So she always grinds her teeth hard and takes it, making sure Wolfaraine does not notice such a thing was happening. Because it was strange, she decided
***************************************** THE HUMAN WORLD: NEW YORK CITY. ***************************************** Cronus Doninee was tempted. And desperate. He wanted the Alpha King gone and he wanted him gone for good. When the lab doctor had stopped calling him after their epic fail in the plan of capturing Wolfaraine months ago, he thought it was probably time for him to give up. Maybe he should suck it up and allow Wolfaraine Throne to keep leading Naturiah. Maybe it was his fate to remain in this nonsense human world taking crumbs, instead of being the leader of his people like he was meant to be. So he'd tried to suck it up. After all, anything was better than his identity as a traitor being revealed to his people and getting killed for it. But it was just so damn hard. He hated every part of it. So when The Facilities had reached out to him again, he was so tempted to spill his guts by telling the doctor the easiest way to get rid of Wolfaraine. But he'd held back.
"You..." Cronus gaped as he gazed at the male the humans call Anaconda with recognition. "What are you doing here?""Oh, I see you two know each other," Adeladin said as he entered behind Cronus into the bar. He took his seat beside Anaconda, "Your friend here also wants the same thing you do. To get rid of your leader. He is responsible for murdering your people in cold blood, but now your leader is on his tail, so he wants to get your leader off his back."Anaconda paid him no attention. All his focus was on Cronus."Cold blood... Our crime rate is almost non-existent, and the only murder going on in Naturiah is serial killing by a psychop— Wait. You are the Wild Psychopath!?" Cronus's eyes widened with shock."And you must be The Changeling of The Facility. That's what they call you. You are the traitor of our people." He responded without batting an eyelash."You damn bastard! You have been killing off our people!" Cronus rushed to him and pumped him hard in the face. He was seet
"Tell me about Josiah." Kassandra blurted out.She was having a night walk with Alphose. They've been conversing like friends since the walk began an hour ago. Alphose engaged her with matters of his clan, he went ahead to tell her everything about the history of the cougar clan. She had listened with interest and asked questions on the part she hadn't understood, which in turn made Alphose tell her more and more. It was fun. Refreshing. But all the while, that topic had disturbed her thoughts. The truth is, she has been very curious about his twin brother for a long time.He stiffened visibly when she made the request and his steps faltered. But only for a second before he resumed walking, saying nothing."Alphose, please. I know he is the elephant in the room we don't ever talk about, but I truly want to know about him." She croaked, falling into steps with him again."Why?" A muscle ticked in his jaw, "Is it because he might be your mate?"Her heart tightened so hard in her chest