Alphose hated seeing an older man or an infant cry, especially if he cannot do anything to take the pain away. He stood there helplessly, with Degar, watching Alfred sob like a child. They'd told the older man everything, from the tales of the Wild Psychopath down to the part the traitor played in his daughter's disappearance. It wasn't easy to tell her father, but they'd had no other choice.The man wiped his tears with the back of his hand, trying to get a hold of himself. Alphose extended him a white handkerchief which he took gratefully. "I failed her. I swore to her that I would always protect her... I vowed to myself that she would never go back to that hellhole again." He sniffled, "I failed her.""Don't blame yourself, Alfred. You are recovering from a near-death experience. It was not your fault. We are the people that failed her. She was in our land, our home. This was in a home that was supposed to be the safest place in the world before she was kidnapped. So if anyone is
His head whipped to his back to see Ismena stirring awake. He'd been in so much pain that he didn't notice her presence before. The sight of her calmed him a little bit.He shifted his body and focused on the small, fragile-looking body uncurling from the cold, hard ground behind him. A deep feeling of relief settled over him as he took in the sight of his woman for the first time since she went missing.She is alive. His Ena is alive. He noticed the bruises on her pale skin, and a growl emitted from his throat. She was hurt."Mena..." He groaned hoarsely.Ismena woke up feeling very weak. It took a great effort to open her eyes. She must be dreaming because she just heard a voice that sounded like her Wolfe's."Mena?" His voice came again, followed by a ruffle of movement behind her.Ismena's head followed the sound of that voice, and her eyes flashed when she saw him. He was lying down a few feet away from her in that familiar black robe of his, blood on his thighs, his eyes filled
Ismena just stared at him."What?" Clearly, her ears must be reacting to whatever drug these monsters injected her with because she was very sure that he couldn't have said what she thought she heard. Wolfaraine placed a hand tentatively on her belly, his eyes filled with awe. And stark happiness. "My child... My child is growing inside you.""No, no, I don't think so. B-But, I can't... Is that even possible?" She was at a loss for words. Her eyes lowered to the gentle hand caressing her belly, and tears filled her eyes. Is it true? She was so scared to hope."A-Are you sure?" She stammered out at last, her eyes pleading with his. It will kill her if this turns out to be some kind of a joke or delusion. Wolfaraine palmed her chin, pinning her eyes with his, "I know I'm badly wounded, I know my senses have dulled, so I understand your doubt. But I know what I smell. Your scent has altered, Ismena. That lavender scent can never be mistaken. Trust me on this, baby. You are pregnant."
"Listen to me, baby, we have to. These people must never find out that you are pregnant, and they will if you put on any kind of resistance. You only need to focus on me. Focus on me, and everything will be fine, I promise. Think of it this way; I need to get us out of here, and I can't do that in this condition. To heal, I need you. I need you, baby, okay?" "Okay," She nodded, sniffling. "T-That's better. I want to heal you. L-Let's do it." Then her eyes closed with a ragged groan as his tongue swept into her mouth. She focused completely on him. In her mind, their environment disappeared in a mist. His tongue caressed hers, licking at her until she stilled it by suckling at it lightly. God, she has missed him so much. Being this close to him after a month of being separated from each other filled her with so much pleasure. She tasted the dark spice that was uniquely his, her heart beating faster in arousal and anticipation. His head tilted as the kiss took on a desperate quali
He was practically sweaty with the need to bury himself deep inside her and empty his sac repeatedly inside her until her lower belly took on a slight bulge for being full of his cum. His injuries were long forgotten.Wolfaraine plunged into her in one long stroke. At the same time, his head came down, and he buried his tongue inside her mouth, swallowing her scream of ecstasy. The feeling was paradise. Hell, this woman will be the death of him. Get a damn hold on yourself. She is pregnant, he scolded himself. Take it easy on her; she has been tortured too. And she's weak.The inward pep talk helped him calm down a bit. He stilled, kissing all over her face before retaking her lips. Her muscles tightened around him so hard that he gritted his teeth to keep from coming then and there. Her hips twitched desperately beneath him in a silent plea for him to move, but he held her still."Please, Wolfe please," She wanted to scream, but barely had breath for a whisper.“Ismena. Lord. You’re
"You can't go with me; none of you can." Alfred said for the umpteenth time, looking back at the two huge men walking behind him. The sizes of these men have always been scary to him—he would have been cowering at being crowded by not one of them but seven if he wasn't so worried about his daughter and her mate's safety."We are not sending you to the lion's den unprotected. Besides, we gotta be there to save them." Alphose said stubbornly, "I don't care what the plan should be. I'm going with you."Degar sighed, running a jerky hand through his long, dark hair. "The human is right, Alphose."They were at the Wild Forest. Fortunately, after so much scanning, calculation, and calls to some changelings in the human world, they finally got a location out of those number codes Alfred provided. They'd made a plan to work with, but apparently, Alphose was still having a hard time accepting the plan."The human is right." He repeated."I don't care, Degar. I sincerely don't care." Alphose g
"They have been at it for hours. Hours!" Cronus exclamed incredulously. "He lets her rest a bit, then he's up again, taking the woman. Are you sure you didn't drug them after all?"Beloca was so focused on the beaker he was studying before he heard Cronus's voice. He lowered the beaker to the table, turning to face the man. He shook his head, "I didn't drug them yet."Cronus scoffed, "I mean, I know his appetite is insatiable—his sexual tales are legendary amongst our people—but his mate? Hell, how does she keep up with him? He's practically going at it like a beast, relentless like a male on a mission. I lost count of how many rounds he has gone.""That's a good thing for me. Maybe it's because he really doesn't want his girlfriend drugged. I don't know. But I don't care. They are doing it. That's all that matters to me.""You are really clueless, aren't you? Do you really think our King is doing you any favors? Onaries was right. She IS healing him. It's all for him to heal, dammit!
"Holy motherfucking fucker," Cronus froze as he stepped in through the door with Beloca and saw the sight behind those silver, metal bars."What the fuck," Beloca watched, fascinated, "A lion. I've never seen a lion that big in my entire life.""A cougar, you dumbass. The King-Cougar..." Cronus whispered its name as if he was scared that the animal would wake if he called too loud. He almost choked on his fear. "Fascinating. It's protecting the woman." How can a woman in her complete senses be dating such a beast? An animal. A freak of nature."Well I need to take her blood to run some tests. I'll gas the beast." As he said, he was already on his way to the switch hanging off the wall."No!" Cronus's hand shot out. and he grabbed the man, "Are you mad!? You can't gas the King-Cougar, you will only succeed in waking it up! Are you insane!?""I don't understand you, Cronus. You were the one nagging me to gas him, now I wanna do it, and you're holding me back?" Beloca's voice dripped wi