WARNING: Violence
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Not even two hours later both Ada and Damien woke up to the smell and sound of Emil rushing towards the bedroom. Damien had barely covered her with a sheet when the young Beta unceremoniously walked in. He tossed a pair of pants to the young Alpha giving him a glare.
“Ada, what were you thinking?! Patrol spotted Stephan approaching.” Then turning his furious eyes to Damien, he added “You need to go right now.” Looking back at Ada he informed, “Karan and Gayana are standing by to get the scent out as soon as he leaves. I think you should stay in the house. I will be nearby. Don’t worry.”
Ada was hopping off the bed with her nakedness glowing in the moonlight walking to the closet as Emil was explaining the situation. Damien didn’t miss how young Beta’s eyes widened and he looked down swallowing hard his Adam’s apple bobbing. Damien already had the pants on and let out a low enough growl for only Emil to hear.
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Arthur had no idea why his sister had dragged him for a training in the middle of nowhere by her house. She was running around, stretching and telling him to do the same while he sat bored on the grass. Rafael Nadal was playing a tennis match against that weakling right then and he needed to know if he was right to bet all that money on Nadal. He better not disappoint. If he got out of Ada’s nonsense training before eight, he would even make it to the pawn shop to get his laptop back. After Nadal won. His thoughts were wiped away when a strong Alpha aura started moving towards him. He couldn’t see the guy yet, but a vaguely familiar smell was already there. A memory of that smell came tied to Almanac Academy. Probably an older guy that graduated some time ago. He leapt to his feet and ran to stand in front of Ada. She could easily hide behind him. “Do you remember Damien?” Ada said referring to the figure emerging from the forest. The guy only wore black pants and fo
WARNING: Sexual Content --------------------------- It was deep in the night. Numerous wolves were creeping in the shadows of North Forest always not too close and not too far away from a lonely house on the outskirts of the city. Expertly avoiding one another some were pretending not to hear what had been happening on the other side of the window of that bedroom for hours, some couldn’t keep their mind off it. Damien didn’t know what time of the night it was, it had to be late. All he could focus on was the glistening thin layer of sweat on her hour-glass-shaped back. Shoulders beautifully narrowed into a perversely slender waist, which in turn developed into generous hips. His view ended with the top of her meaty behind upturned reaching for him. She had started out on all fours but had given up a while ago and now her face was pressed against the bedsheets as he held her plump ass in the air kneeling between her round thighs. It was not how Ada had
Arsen was sitting in Damien’s office watching his friend. Elders had been pressuring about seeking a Luna and files and files of Alpha daughters from city and rural clans were piled up somewhere in that office. Arsen himself wouldn’t mind marrying some of them. Cream of the crop. Some were known sluts, some plain dumb, some had been hunting for a rich Alpha for a long time, but mainly it was beautiful, high-class, educated and pleasant women. At least on the surface. But his friend had so far postponed looking through the files or setting up anything. “Andre King has been back for a few days,” Arsen informed lazily. “Stephan Keght’s family has been making enough noise about not having his body. Ever since we sent the notice about him being executed on our territory, some Alphas have been trying to stir trouble. Man, your reputation isn’t the best and whatever you do, gets other Alphas talking.” “Dump the body in front of Andre’s house,” said Damien wit
Damien let out a growl starting to slowly walk towards him. Every instinct told Emil to run, but his friend and future Alpha was behind him and helpless. He planted his feet willing them not to run and let his nails and canines elongate. “How long until the doctor is here?” Came Ada’s voice that broke Emil out of his terror trance. “Ten more minutes,” Damien said going to the refrigerator and bringing Ada a glass of water. Emil tried to relax watching Damien’s actions instead of focusing on his own reactions to the guy’s presence. Doctor turned out to be a very handsome middle-aged man with some gray hair mixed into his stylish haircut and beard. He greeted his Alpha and approached the couch where Ada was. “Good evening, Miss King? I am Dr. Bouje. Can you tell me what we are dealing with?” His voice was pleasant but authoritative. A thought of him being the dream of every girl who preferred older men flashed through her mind. She watch
“Damien, Arsen, please meet my second cousin Ellen. Ellen this is Alpha Damien and Beta Arsen from Black clan. Would anyone like tea?” “You look like Dracula’s wife,” Ellen said showing a teasing smile and ignoring her new acquaintances. Damien had been focusing on Arsen and then Ada’s face to detect pain, but now he took a close look at the rest of her. She was wearing a floor length white, seemed like silk, night gown. It was simple but hugged her tightly. That piece of lace by her cleavage gave the illusion he could see something. A similar white robe was hanging off her shoulders, loosely tied below her chest with a bow. She looked fully covered but somehow indecent. The white made it look innocent, at the same time he couldn’t help but think she looked seductive. “You mom brought this from Prague. It is silk!” Ada said annoyed. The teenager giggled, and Ada moved into the kitchen as the other three were left standing in an awkward silence. Arsen
WARNING: Sexual Content --------------------------- Andre was gone again and Ada could breathe. Like always they didn’t see each other before he left. He would come back in a few days, weeks or months and pretend nothing happened. He would greet his little princess with a warm hug and chat with her about meaningful things guiding and listening to her. He was always there when she needed an ear to complain or a piece of advice. A few times in their life when he was confronted, he denied being that aggressive. It was his fatherly right to give a few gentle slaps to the back of their heads or if they made him too angry grab their arm and shake, but what other parent didn’t do that. It had been a few days since Damien’s last visit when she was examined by the doctor. As promised, she was fully healed but that Alpha avoided her nevertheless. She needed to resume her training. And what about Ellen and her mate? She had pondered over what she would tell the young wo
Ada was sure Damien was there to kill her. For over an hour he had been attacking, punching, slamming and pushing her in a way that his intention was clear. That was what her self-preservation instincts told her. But her very rational brain knew he had taken their training to a new level. She was bitterly aware how fast she would lose a fight against him should she challenge his Alpha title. But that training was necessary and all the aches and humiliation would be worth in the end. Numerous wolves creeped around her house both from her and Damien’s clans and she had to swallow the fact that they all knew how weak she was against him. Yet something inside her chest bloomed admiring his raw strength combined with polished skill. The man was a warrior. A warrior king that in ancient times would lead his men into a bloodbath and come out victorious. Moon Goddess had intended him for her. She knew she had lost her chance with him, but this man blessed by the moon was hers even i
WARNING: Sexual Content --------------------------- “What will you do in case your plan works and Arthur takes over after some time?” She turned away from him enjoying the hot water on her chest. He knew she was going to answer him but needed time. “I am going to live in different countries. It is egoistical of me but I have been saving to fund years of living in a village in France, Venice, our ancestral country Armenia. I want to make sure to eat sushi at Jiro Ono’s restaurant before he passes away, ride an elephant in India and a camel in Sahara. I will eat all the pho possible in Vietnam, and blood sausage in Germany. Once I am exhausted of traveling, I will choose a quiet village in Europe and read books for months. When solitude becomes too depressing, I will move to a bustling city and start a career as a Software Developer. Towards the end of my life, I want to be a professor, so I will get a PhD and be an old lady walking on campus complainin