로그인공유
Stingy Season.
게시일:
2026-03-12 04:38:26Keon's POV:
What the fuck is Derrick up to? I'm in my bed chambers on the highest floor of this palace, and after all the hassle of the last few days you would think I would finally take time off to rest and relax. So did I. But instead, I'm pacing my room floor wondering why the bond with Winter feels sharper than ice and relentless like a tsunami. I just can't get any sort of sleep whatsoever. I avoided dinner because the fact that Derrick is back and now can claim Winter annoys me. No. It's worse. It's infuriating. So I'm jealous my brother is back because now he has a claim to a mate that is supposedly his but is actually mine…Big whoop. Would I be acting abnormally if I demanded she slept in my quarters? I walk toward the halls leading towards the stairs, before turning back halfway. No. I've talked about this. I have walked towards the stairs over 5 times trying to control myself. What if— No. She could be in danger though…. Maybe I should just go check on her… My legs trod back towards the stairs… No. If she were in any actual danger the bond wouldn't feel like this. This time it feels like…something I can't and don't think I want to explain. It feels like happiness? No…that's not quite right…. euphoria? Yeah I think that's closer to it. The storm in my chest…it tastes like some sort of betrayal I can't swallow. Euphoria? It's one thing for Winter to be happy with Derrick, as bitter as it is to say or think about. But this feeling…it's more like… Pleasure? Yes. That's it. This feeling in my chest… It's like a wave of intense happiness. And Derrick is the one behind that feeling. I grit my teeth so hard my jaw hurts. What could he possibly be doing to make her this happy? And why does it feel like some sort of huge betrayal? Unless… No. There's no way. But… Derrick and Winter, the latest “mates” are alone, at nearly midnight, and Winter is euphoric about it. But euphoric about what exactly? Their conversation? His presence? What? My mind immediately assumes the worst. He's fucking her. My wolf growls in my chest. I struggle to calm him. It couldn't be…Winter wouldn't… The memory of her beautiful smile flashes by, but she's smiling at him in the garden. Not me. Him. Dammit. It's fine. It's fine. I'm fine. I lay down on the lush bed, trying to close my eyes. I tear my eyes open half a second later. It's not fine. Not at all. I've tried to be considerate, to be the “good guy” and do what's best for everyone. I've tried, but I draw the fucking line at Derrick having what's not his like that. No one but me should get to touch her. No one. I'm done with this. I'm done being selfless. A brilliant idea pops up, and I smile at my dark reflection in the mirror, my dark eyes lighting up the room in a way that would spread chills on anyone. I knew it. I was fucking right. As I soon as I entered his quarters, the sound of someone deep in the throes of pleasure rang out. They didn't care if they screamed the walls down, and it grated against my nerves like chalk on a blackboard. It's Winter. Winter is moaning like she's having the time of her fucking life, and with the fucker Derrick. The sound rings out all around me till it's all I can hear, and it makes me want to shift on the spot. She's mine. Fucking mine. Her moans should be mine only, come from me only, and only I deserve to make her feel the way she is now. “Yes Derrick! Please let me come! Fuck Derrick!! Make me come! Please!” My wolf growls so loudly they would notice if they weren't occupied. Derrick. Fucking occupied with my. fucking. mate. Even though I'm barely a foot away from the door I don't rip of the door by its hinges like I want to. No. I'm smarter than that. Better. "Fuckkkkkk! Derrick don't stop! I'm going to—Shit I'm going to—” I am not fucking better. I knock the door down like my life depends on it.
최신 챕터
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother The Man Behind the Shadows.
Keon's POV: The chamber had become so quiet that the steady, low hiss of the burning torches seemed to echo off the vaulted ceiling. Not a single chair scraped against the stone floor. Not a single person shifted their weight. Even the oldest, most battle-hardened wolves in the room knew better than to interrupt Derrick once he reached this point. He stood over the old Delta without crowding him. He didn’t need to. The sheer difference in height and presence alone was enough to pin the man in place. "...Let's start again," Derrick’s voice remained cool, almost conversational, cutting through the heavy air. "Where were you yesterday?" The old Delta swallowed hard, his eyes darting briefly toward the ancient black granite table before locking back onto the prince. "I... I already submitted my official report, Prince Derrick—" "You did," Derrick agreed with a slow nod, his expression entirely unreadable. "And it was false." A sharp muscle jumped beneath the old wolf's jaw, th
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother South Bound.
Keon's POV: The torch fell back into place with a heavy, metallic thud as the massive oak doors slammed shut behind us. This room, its history ran deep into the very bedrock of our territory. It was a space built on ancient foundations, a chamber designed for a past that our ancestors had tried to bury. Four Clans. One table. Some clans had stood the test of time, adapting and surviving the turning of the ages, while others had vanished completely into ash and memory. Yet, through the rise and fall of regimes, one thing had remained completely constant. The table remained. Carved from a single, gargantuan slab of black granite, its polished surface formed an enormous, intricate compass. North. East. West. South. Time and centuries of heavy use had weathered the edges smooth, but not even the turning of the world had managed to shift its direction. Legend claimed that before the Great Wolf-Witch War, the stone compass had turned freely, spinning on a mystical axis to refl
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother Flashbacks from a haunted night.
Keon's POV:Sleep had become a courtesy I occasionally extended to my body. Nothing more.The dawn hadn't yet broken, but the palace was already beginning to stir beneath my window. Guards changed shifts below in practiced, rhythmic silence, their armor clinking softly in the heavy air. Life continued. It always did, entirely indifferent to the wreckage left in its wake.I rested both hands against the cold stone railing of the balcony, leaning my weight forward and letting the rain-soaked wind strike my face. The icy droplets bit into my skin, but it still wasn't enough to drown out her scent.Gods. Even after washing. Even after changing clothes twice. Even after forcing myself to stay on the absolute opposite side of the palace, away from her wing of the castle, she lingered. Not on my skin, where the physical trace could be scrubbed away, but somewhere deep beneath it. The bond pulsed quietly beneath my ribs, simply existing.I closed my eyes, a heavy sigh escaping into the dark
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother A shoulder to lean on.
Winter's POV: Neither of us spoke for several minutes. The fire had burned lower in the hearth, leaving the room bathed in soft amber and silver where the moonlight slipped through the curtains. Somewhere outside, rain tapped gently against the stone balcony, a rhythmic, soothing backdrop to the storm that had just settled between us. Sabrina broke the silence first. "...Can I see it?" I looked up, momentarily taken aback by the request. "The mark," she clarified, speaking carefully this time, as if handling something incredibly fragile. "The soulmate mark." For a heartbeat, I simply stared at her. The secret had been hidden under layers of fabric and concealment charms for so long that revealing it felt like exposing a raw nerve. Then, without a word, I nodded. I stood from the chair, suddenly very aware of my own body again. Derrick's oversized shirt hung loosely around my frame, the soft fabric brushing against my thighs as I turned around, turning my back to her. "It isn'
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother Flashbacks
Winter's POV I lowered my eyes, watching the moonlight ripple faintly across the surface of the nearly finished tea in Sabrina’s cup. The pale liquid caught the silver light, trembling slightly with every heavy breath I took. I had never narrated this to anyone other than Mother, and now that it was finally out in the open, the space between us felt entirely rearranged. "I don't think I told you everything," I murmured, my voice barely carrying over the crackle of the hearth. Sabrina had just taken another bite of the berry dessert. She paused mid-chew, her sharp gaze locking onto mine as she slowly swallowed. She set her spoon down with deliberate care, the soft clink against the ceramic sounding remarkably loud in the quiet room. "Considering we've spent the last hour discussing what might become the greatest diplomatic headache of the century," she said, her dry tone laced with a sudden, underlying tension, "that's a rather concerning sentence. What didn't you tell me?" I dr
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother Teaside Talks
Winter's POV I pause as a sudden realization chills me. "Did he—" She nods, her expression turning somber. "Keon told me about your second attack. He knew I needed to understand the full scope of the danger we're dealing with if I'm going to help get it out." She takes another bite from the dish tray, chewing thoughtfully before continuing. "As I was saying. The first thing Derrick asked when we arrived was about you. Not the treaty, not the perimeter security, not the casualty report. You. Wonder why?" I tilt my head in confusion, my brows furrowing. I think about what she'd just said earlier, trying to piece the puzzle together, but the logic feels just out of reach. "I don't get it. Why would a scent marker make him drop his guard?" She sighs. "Sometimes I forget you're not a werewolf. In our world Winter, you don't live in a world governed by instincts you can't see, smell or feel. Wolves rule, live by, and establish dominance by their senses, one of which is the sense of
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother The Sluttining.
"Well mate, are you going to do as I say and be a slut for me?" She glares at me, all that pent up fury and desire making her eyes shine in a way that drives me nuts. In response I twist her nipples again and she moans, hoping it's enough to tip her over the edge. It isn't, and it pisses her of
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother Too Late to Turn Back.
Keon's POV: Winter is coming. I can hear her soft steps as she walks down the stairs. Her heart is pounding in her chest. I can hear that too. Good. She's just as restless as me. I'm shirtless in the brewing area of the palace kitchen at 3:00am in the morning unable to sleep as usual. My w
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother Good Girl. Pt.2
Winter's POV: It's happening before I can understand what's going on. His hands are on my waist, roaming my back, my thighs, my ass. They're everywhere, all over the place, and the worst part is I don't hate it. Not at all. Not even close. He kisses just like you'd think someone like him wou
Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother Kitchen Encounters.
Winter’s POV Sleep refuses to come. I turn onto my side for what feels like the hundredth time, dragging the sheets with me as if that will somehow make a difference. The room is too quiet. Too still. Every sound feels amplified—the faint rustle of fabric, the slow ticking of time, the soft rhyt
다른 추천
The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness
Moonlight Muse729.6K 조회수The Alpha and the Mistake
Jilguera630.0K 조회수My Secret, My Bully, My Mates. Series
Miss L2.7M 조회수Taking Alpha's Twins Away After Divorce
AlisTae882.8K 조회수IN BED WITH THE ALPHA AS HIS SURROGATE
Naughtyfantasier 66 조회수After I Died, I Became the Ruthless Alpha's Luna
Kevin Above Story125 조회수The Alpha's Greatest Regret
A. Leilani212 조회수THE CONTRACT WIFE OF THE DEMON WOLF
Queentin99 조회수
