“I need all the details!!!” Emma roared barging through the front door and almost running to the kitchen.
Ada already had Emma’s coffee made the way she liked, placing it on the island. She herself was sitting by that same island eating homemade crepes with strawberries from her grandparents’ summer house. Emma sipped her coffee and stole a piece of a crepe, impatience showing in her jerky moves, as Ada slowly chewed a bite of her breakfast. What was there even to chew?“He kissed my cheek…” she growled not raising her eyes off the plate.Emma’s loud unladylike laughter echoed throughout the goddamn house.“I swear you are cursed. Are you sure your father hasn’t asked a witch to put some sex-repellent spell on you?”Ada already had had a bad night having dreams of an invisible beast chasing her through a night forest growling her name. She had woken up hot and sensitive. Now she was grumpy and Emma’s great mood wasn’t helping.“When are you seeing him next? Do you think he might give you a hug soon?”Emma kept laughing at her own humor. Ada had to admit she liked Emma’s black leather pants, simple black crop top, and beige blazer outfit. She was not going to compliment her friend though, she wouldn’t hear it because of her loud laughter anyway.Once Emma was done amusing herself, with a more serious expression she said, “Babe… why don’t you try to enjoy this arrangement? I know you’re attracted to him; you have always been. Allow yourself to act out of desire and playfulness. It is not always about necessity or planning. Besides you are a damn Alpha, banging your mate should make you stronger. I guess even if he is your ex-mate.”Ada put away the dishes and said, “Let’s go! We are touring Research and Development today. If we don’t approve a new ventilation system anytime soon, they might start making and selling meth to pay for it themselves.”She had a young Alpha visit to prepare for that night and wanted to be done with major responsibilities as soon as possible.******Damien showed up slightly early that night too. Ada was sitting at the kitchen table when she heard the front door opening without a knock. She knew he would find her easily by her smell even though the entire house smelled like her. Hearing footsteps she lifted her head to see him leaning in the doorway watching her with a tired face.“Good evening, Ada. Can I have a cup of coffee?” he asked, starting to immediately look around the kitchen.“Good evening.”She got up to prepare him the drink. He enjoyed watching her stand on her tiptoes tensing her beautiful body to get the coffee grounds. He walked over to the couch into the dark living room that was attached to the kitchen with no wall separating the two. When she glanced his way, he was sitting on the couch with his head tilted back on the cushions, eyes closed.His white skin was a stark contrast with his black button-down shirt and black hair. It almost glowed in the moonlight that flowed through the windows. She walked over studying the dark bags under his eyes. He didn’t open those black eyes when she placed the cup on the side table. A leather armchair was across from him and would provide a perfect hiding spot in the shadows of the room.Once he heard the armchair dip under her wait, without opening his tired eyes he said, “I need you to stop me when I am doing something you are not ready for, or if I am hurting you.”Oh, so now he was finally speaking about their sexual arrangement.“I gave my word and I always keep it,” she answered.He opened his eyes and took a look at her face hiding in the shadows. As always, there was nothing there.“I admire that, but I don’t want to find out I raped someone in the morning.”“I understand. I will let you know… verbally. And as I mentioned before I don’t intend to wake up in the same bed. One or two hours should be enough.”He showed a very tired smile before saying, “I will limit myself at first.”“I won’t visit you for the next two days. Same time once I am back. Sleep well, Ada.”With that, he grabbed the coffee cup and walked out of the house.Nothing. Not even a kiss on the cheek like last time. She was more of a virgin than she had been before being in an inappropriate booty call relationship. Ada was annoyed and decided that the reason was him having the audacity to take her coffee cup.*******Two days later she was walking up the outside stairs to the giant balcony of her grandparents’ summer house. She could already see her grandfather working slowly in the garden. Over the years he had turned it into more of an orchard with seventy apple trees of all colors. No one in their family liked or ate apples, but the soil in that region couldn’t birth more delicate fruit. She bitterly smiled at the symbolism; her family always kept things and people that were neither good nor useful.She kissed her grandmother on the cheek and sat across from her at the small round table placed in the center of the vast balcony, before pouring herself tea into one of the giant cups. They sat in silence for a few minutes watching her grandfather.How could these two people be fated mates? Her grandmother could be best described as a reincarnation of Margaret Thatcher. A brilliant mind, determination of steel, and just enough childhood trauma to strengthen the character. Her grandfather on the other hand couldn’t make a decision to save his life. And yet they had spent over fifty years together.Maybe Moon Goddess wasn’t as flawless in her matchmaking. Maybe breaking her mate bond hadn’t been the biggest sacrifice of her life.“How have you been, Tata?” she asked not looking at her grandmother.“The house has been empty recently, especially with your brother spending more time at school, so we spend our time here,” she answered pretending to absent-mindedly play with her pearl necklace. So, her father had been gone on one of his mystery trips again.“How is he?” Ada asked. “He” had always been the unofficial center of their conversations.“Your father is healthy. I forced him to go through a full check-up. He still has those pills though…”The cursed or blessed pills. Pills that were supposed to protect all-powerful Andre King from the poisons his enemies were supposedly plaguing his body with. Taking those pills daily had been the only reason Tata and her father argued. Being a chemist, she was wary of all the side effects especially after years of use. Ada herself wondered where he kept getting them, and even started considering those a placebo a witch had been tricking him with or yet another trick her father was playing. But Tata had run tests and it wasn’t a placebo pill and had such chemical compounds that could affect the nervous system. For such a powerful werewolf as her father, a small pill wasn’t a threat but it had been years. His paranoia about someone, some unknown one, trying to harm him, had been present to some extent since she was a child.“Have you talked to him about taking those recently?” she asked knowing her grandmother would have.“No… I can’t change his mind.”Tata didn’t even look at her answering. Her grandmother wasn’t a woman to ever give up, especially on her precious son’s health. So, what had changed? Where was this new decision coming from?Ada didn’t stay long after that. A wall had been erected between them during recent years. How could you make a woman admit that she birthed and raised a monster?She went into the garden to kiss her grandfather, who never wanted to be involved in their family affairs, and was happy to pretend the world was limited to his garden and chess dates with his cousin. She couldn’t resent him too much even though he mentally abandoned her and her little brother. He was simply a soft man. She naughtily stole a few strawberries off the bush before running away listening to her grandpa yell not to eat unwashed fruit.Brushing hair before bed was the newest self-care Ada had been trying to force herself into. Standing in front of the long mirror she was slowly running the large brush through the brown thickness. It was the same length it had always been since Tata had forbidden her to get haircuts of her choice until she was eighteen. Only once had she begged for a curve instead of the straight line at the bottom and was the happiest little girl who kept admiring that slight change in the mirrors of their house. At some point in the day when she had stopped in front of a mirror yet again, her father had started roaring how she was a selfish egocentric vain female and had slapped her. She had been mortified understanding how vain she had been after finding out that her father had spilled coffee on himself and instead of noticing and helping, she had been too occupied with her own appearance. She hadn’t cried though, she never did.The brush was stuck midair as Ada contemplated herself in the mirror.The sound of an engine died down in front of her house and she went downstairs to find a self-satisfied Damien standing in her living room.“How have you been, Miss King?” he asked showing his good disposition.“Well. And you?” She disliked his good mood already and didn’t even want to hear the answer.“Same. We signed a treaty with a pack outside of the city. They are more of a village operating on farm lands. This will supply fresh produce and freshly hunted game meat to Black grocery stores,” he answered not minding sharing this information as it would be public very soon.Ada was impressed as city wolves didn’t get to hunt themselves as often but their bodies still craved game meat especially if it had organs and blood.“I am sure a lot of your clan members will be grateful.”“I hope so. I had been pushing for this deal for some time and was glad when everything was signed
WARNING: Sexual Content --------------------------- “Isn’t it that old Char’s nephew? That family has been trying to take down Damien ever since he took over. That boy is no match to Damien. What’s happening?” Emma said frowning. Neither Damien, nor the challenger were attacking. The crowd was getting impatient. Emma silently pointed at the Char family leader, and Ada noticed that the opponent kept glancing their way too. Then after a node from the family leader, the opponent attacked. Damien was calm, almost detached, unsurprised. The fight was over within minutes, they didn’t even shift. Damien was standing above the body of the Char kid, then he walked over to where the rest of his family was gathered and said something. What was surprising, he didn’t move out of the arena or put on his shoes. He simply walked back into starting position and waited. As the crowd was starting to disperse, another man walked into the arena and growled his challenge r
Damien woke up a few hours later, after dozing off thanks to repeatedly inhaling Ada’s hair. The day before felt both like hell and heaven. He had a busy day ahead of him but allowed himself a few more minutes of her warmth.In the light of dawn, her little nightgown was pretty much transparent and he could see the outline of the underwear on her hip. Those hips were still pressed to his own, probably because of his arm going around her right under her heavy round breasts. And just like that… his erection was back. He would have to deal with it as soon as he got back to his grey empty apartment.She sighed in her sleep and panic gripped his guts. Her sleeping presence was safe, but he couldn’t face her eyes, not after yesterday. He carefully untangled himself and jumped out of the bedroom window. He was starting to get fond of this house she had built for herself especially with North Forest right outside.******Ada woke up in the earl
The older part of the city was buzzing with life. Wine festival had been set up in the central square and Moonlight Shine clan had allowed access to members of other clans to this territory after purchasing overpriced entry tickets of course.The artsy clan had found out a few decades ago that the profit of opening their cultural events to other clans outweighed the risks. After a few failed attempts at security, other clans had decided to combine their efforts and each had provided twenty warriors. This balanced out the power and allowed Moonlight Shine clan hold the public events. No fighting, challenging or mating was allowed, although the last rule had been generally ignored. Izolda Mikhailova and Ada’s grandmother Rose had been pioneers of organizing such public events to bring wolves together.Ada and Emma were walking down the center of boulevard named after great werewolf poet Paschkin. All major streets and the boulevard were closed for vehicles to allow
WARNING: Sexual Content --------------------------- The following morning Ada heard her front door and Emma’s familiar footsteps. Except they sounded different. An anxious, frantic Emma showed up in the kitchen seconds later. “I am so sorry; this is the worst time for this to happen. I don’t want to leave, but I don’t know what else to do. I am sorry, Ada... I found my mate.” She was almost crying. This was unlike Emma; she wasn’t a woman to cry. Ada brought her to a couch in the living. After holding Ada’s hands and taking a few deep breaths, Emma continued much calmer now. “I found my mate during the Wine festival after you left. Like you might have expected, she is a she…” Emma looked down and whispered, “She is wonderful.” Ada knew Emma had been with females and males so she always wondered which gender her mate would be. She was immensely happy for her friend. Not friend, her sister. Ada loved Emma probably more than any female in
WARNING: Sexual Content --------------------------- He quickly stepped away and she heard a zipper. “Get dressed!” he barked, waiting for her with as much distance between them as the room allowed. She wouldn’t look pathetic bending over even more to pick up her pants in that position. She turned around to face him still naked below the waist. Holding hatred in her eyes she slowly bent down and pulled her clothes up. Her father was right, this mate wasn’t the right one, she was better off choosing herself. “Did you sell your mate bond to get the Chemical Division of Arca Corporations?” She knew this would come up eventually, it didn’t matter how he had found out. She wasn’t interested in that, not then. “I did.” Damien studied the proud young woman in the shadows of the bedroom he had stepped into for the first time. Her eyes shone with hostility, face had the neutral mask on and chin was raised as regally as one would
“Dude, Emma’s training isn’t enough. You need a more, I guess, professional training. As much as I would like to see that asshole gone, you will die if you challenge him now,” Emil was ranting while finishing his breakfast in Ada’s kitchen.Ada loved him like her own brother and the only way to show it was to feed him. He had been enjoying breakfasts at her house before they left for work, lunches that she packed for both of them, and even some pastries she would give him during the work day. He was starting to think Ada was his grandmother’s reincarnation.“Fine, I will see what other trainings to look into, but I will continue to train with the regime she made for me. Emileack, Vedma called, she wants you to pick up a package for me today.”“Do you think it is some weird stuff to make you more buff? I don’t like it. Dude, what if you come out alive but crippled because of whatever that crazy witch giv
WARNING: Sexual Content --------------------------- Both of their beasts were magnificent. Black and gold next to each other, both large. If met together on a full moon and in a dark forest most other wolves would run away in terror or bow down in awe. On the way back Damien caught a movement behind a large bush right outside of Ada’s house, but no smell gave it away. It was late when they were back and cleaned off from running. Gently taking her wrist Damien pulled in the direction of her bedroom. She was curious, he was eager for more. She knew there was more to sex than what she had experienced. She wanted to feel the pleasure, the desire. Not only had she given him her word, but she wanted at least that connection with the man that was supposed to be her mate. Without any caresses he undressed her and himself and got them on the bed. “Lie on your stomach,” came a low-voiced request. He straddled her with his knees on the si