Rejected. Alone. Guilty. Drax Freling is the rightful alpha of the Lunar dusk pack. His father who was the former Alpha of the pack, died. Leaving the pack to the leadership of his younger brother, Damian. Drax is supposed to be proclaimed Alpha when he turns 20. But the elders of the pack thinks that might be a bad idea, because Drax's Wolf has a history of being too wild and uncontrollable. Their insecurity is confirmed when Drax's Wolf springs out while having sex with his mate and murders nearly half of his family including his mate. When he shifted back to his human form, he realized the tragedy he had caused. His family members where killed because of him. Or so he thought. The guilt and trauma of the tragedy causes Drax to flee to a new city where he starts a new life away from his pack. While in the city, he coincidentally discovers the truth about his past. He was set-up. Will he return to take revenge on his contenders?
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Le vent glacial me cinglait le visage et la pluie exécutait sa danse maléfique sur ma tête alors que je menais les membres de ma meute à la mort. Pourtant, je n’étais pas censé me plaindre. Après tout, c’était mon travail.
— Sécurisez la zone. Nous devons nous assurer que ces viles créatures ne franchissent pas nos frontières, aboyai-je au chef des guerriers qui allait devenir le prochain Bêta de la meute, Gilbert, sans lui accorder le moindre regard.
Du coin de l’œil, je vis la bouche de Gilbert s’ouvrir et se fermer, mais aucun mot n’en sortit. Cependant, je savais ce qu’il allait dire.
— C’est le jour de ton mariage, Garian, me dit une voix dans ma tête. C’est le dernier endroit où tu devrais être.
Mais pour moi, le mariage n’était pas le facteur le plus important dans ma vie. C’était ma meute qui l’était. J’étais donc là, bercé par les branches au sommet d’un vieux chêne, au cœur de la forêt de L’Etoile du Nord qui s’étendait sur des kilomètres derrière la meute. Je pouvais voir les toits à des kilomètres à la ronde. Au-dessus de moi, des avions s’alignaient dans le ciel, se dirigeant vers la tour O’Hare dont le sommet disparaissait dans le ciel.
— Tout va bien. Les Vagabonds ne nous ont pas remarqués. C’est le meilleur moment pour attaquer.
Je m’accroupis en position de départ, les mains posées sur la piste et le dos enroulé comme un ressort. « A vos marques ! Préparez-vous ! » Un pistolet de départ mental retentit dans ma tête. Je me lançai, essayant de prendre de l’avance sur le peloton alors que nous traquions nos ennemis – ou que nous plongions directement dans leur piège. C’est à cette minute, par cette nuit froide, que mon voyage en enfer commença.
Alors que je me retrouvais face à la mort, la seule réalité qui allait me hanter pendant de nombreux jours fut l’apparition du troupeau de Vagabonds sauvages, les hurleurs de nuit dont le but collectif était d’étouffer la chaleur de la vie de tous les loups de la meute L’Etoile du Nord. Ma meute.
Cependant, le vent tourna rapidement en notre faveur, et malgré notre infériorité numérique, nous faisions du bon travail, car les viles créatures perdaient peu à peu le combat contre nous. Il n’en restait plus qu’une. L’Alpha autoproclamé. Celui que j’allais traquer et ramener avec sa tête à mon peuple, en guise de consolation pour les parents dont les petits avaient été arrachés des forêts.
Sans se déconcentrer, il leva un doigt et se plaça au-dessus de moi, les doigts courbés comme des crochets tendus. Il me frappa au visage avec ses griffes, déchirant les couches de ma peau épaisse. Du sang coula sur mon visage et s’infiltra dans ma chemise noire. `
Je n’avais pas jugé utile de prendre ma forme de loup, car cela aurait signifié que je considérais les Vagabonds comme une grave menace et que j’annonçais ma peur à mes guerriers.
Mais la vérité était que j’avais peur. Ces hommes n’étaient plus de simples loups-garous. Ils étaient plus forts, leurs forces n’étaient pas naturelles pour des loups-garous moyens. Ils avaient été empoisonnés par un virus de cet humain psychotique, Darcy Smith, qui voulait désespérément prouver au monde que les loups-garous n’étaient que des animaux et qu’ils pouvaient être contrôlés si des forces extérieures étaient impliquées. Heureusement, il avait été arrêté et jugé. Mais cela n’avait pas suffi à éradiquer la horde de loups-garous "voyous" qui se multipliait à une vitesse alarmante et menaçait le monde entier.
Le Vagabond s’attaqua de nouveau à moi, mais j’avais trouvé un moyen de me défendre. Je lui donnai un coup de pied dans les bourses, rassemblant assez de force pour faire un saut périlleux arrière et m’éloigner de lui. Un hurlement perçant traversa l’air, réaction du Vagabond à mon coup de pied. Il souffrait, je le savais. Les vagabonds étaient des loups-garous barbares qui préféraient laisser leurs organes génitaux à l’air libre, mais c’était aussi le moyen pour un guerrier de les envoyer dans un royaume de douleur. J’étais un guerrier dur-à-cuire, et je n’allais pas abandonner ce combat.
Pas quand la sécurité de mon peuple en dépendait.
J’essuyai mon visage blessé avec ma main et ne sentis ni sang, ni larme. En tant que futur Alpha de la meute Star, je guérissais plus vite que la moyenne des Vagabonds. Je ne m’imprégnais pas de leur méchanceté ni de leur faim incessante de manger, mais si je voulais survivre aux attaques de cette bête, je devais riposter tout en réfléchissant à la manière de l’achever complètement. Sinon, je finirais dans son ventre, un homme désespéré qui aurait dû assister à sa cérémonie de mariage, mais dont son besoin de reconnaissance avait poussé à la chasse, pour finalement devenir la victime meurtrière d’un Vagabond.
— Allez, espèce de monstre ! criai-je, déterminé à en finir une fois pour toutes.
Le Vagabond fléchit les muscles sous sa peau pâle et commença à marcher vers moi. Je me plaçai dans l’éblouissement des phares de ma voiture cabossée pour perturber sa vision. Les Vagabonds détestaient les lumières violentes, car l’obscurité les enveloppait. Ce vagabond était assez intelligent pour ne pas s’approcher de moi. Au lieu de cela, il se glissa sur la gauche, là où la lueur des phares ne touchait pas, et m’étudia avec d’immenses yeux remplis de rage.
Cependant, il ne put échapper à l’extrémité mortelle de la branche lourde et pointue que je ramassai et lançai, avec une grande précision, directement dans sa poitrine. Il n’y avait pas moyen d’y survivre, et je m’en assurai en saisissant une poignée de ses cheveux et en arrachant sa tête. C’était ma récompense. Ces anciens de la meute allaient enfin se rendre compte que j’étais plus fort qu’ils ne le pensaient.
Seulement, cette chasse allait finir aux oubliettes avec celles qui l’avaient précédée, car c’était une autre scène qui m’attendait à mon arrivée.
C’était mon mariage – ou ce qui était censé être mon mariage.
Drax laughed, trying to steady himself on his feet. He wraps his hands around her curvy ass to hold her weight. The cool breeze brushes against their faces, making their hair flow in the wind’s direction. Rissa kisses him twice, on his forehead and on his lips. “I love you.” She says, with a smile. Drax blushed. “I love you more.” then he returns the kiss. She rests her head in the crook of his neck like a baby, and Drax carries her inside the building. As they reach the living room, he drops her on her feet, and they stare into each other’s eyes for a long minute. Drax raises his hand and caresses her cheek. Rissa leans forward and gives him a short, wet kiss. They pause for a moment, gazing into each other’s soul, then they draw closer and suck each other’s lips off. Drax nibbles on her upper lip, while Rissa plays with his lower lip. They kiss for a long time, then she feels his boner on her thigh. She purrs into his mouth. Eyes hooded, heavy breaths, he runs his hands over he
“Yes, Drax, I have feelings for you. I know it’s stupid and all, but you’ve just been so nice to me since we met. That's possibly why I got carried away. I don’t know what happened. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have taken the job. I’m sorry.”Drax’s brows furrowed. “Woah woah woah...” he interrupted. “Why are you apologizing? It’s only natural to have feelings for people you like. That’s why it’s called ‘falling in love’ You never have control over it. It just happens spontaneously.”“... and it’s a good thing, because I also have a confession too. I have had deep feelings for you from the first day I met you, Rissa.”He leaned forward and held her arms. “That day at the restaurant, I felt like I saw an angel. Your beauty, your humility. You got slapped, and you didn’t even retaliate. That’s all I’ve ever wanted in a woman. I feel at peace whenever I'm with you.“That day we had dinner at the restaurant. My plan was to ask you to be my girlfriend, but when you said you were still hu
She was getting herself into something she would regret. Getting intimate with her boss like this. And to make matters worse, it was without his consent.But he was actively engaged in the process... Her mind tried its best to justify her actions in order to escape the guilt. She sighed.Unfortunately, no matter how much she tried to tell herself that he also wanted it, the truth was that he was high and intoxicated.For all she knew, he didn’t even know where he was and he might not even remember a thing from this night by tomorrow morning.Wrapping her hands around his neck, she closed her eyes and buried her face in the curve of his shoulder and hugged him. She felt so good. She wanted it to last forever.“Thank you for everything.” She whispered under her breath.As much as she would have loved to continue being with him, she had to face the fact...He was way out of her league. And even if by some miracle, he somehow decides that he wanted to be with her, how can she be sure it’l
She was so excited; she made some cookies, put them in a basket and brought them to her colleagues at work almost every day. They loved her more for it.Her intention of avoiding Drax was easy for her so far, because he had gone on a business trip with his dad for a few days now. It was serene for her. No hiding behind the counters. No scanning along the hallway before coming out of her office...On Thursday morning, she came to work as usual and distributed some cookies she made around the office.When she finished distributing the cookies to those who cared, there were still a few left in the basket, so she took them and headed to her office.She was about to open the door when she heard a familiar deep masculine voice behind her.“You didn’t save any for me?”She turned around and saw Drax standing behind her with a big grin plastered on his face.Torn between two emotions, she managed to force a smile on her face.She couldn’t decide if she was happy to see him, or if she was sad
DRAX'S POVThe feeling was just so extra-ordinary. Captivated by the deep clouds of ecstasy they created. Lost in the void of erotic euphoria. Trapped in the prisons of blissful lust.Their tongues wriggled in each other's mouth, seeking for dominance, as their lips softly crushed against each other.Unfortunately, their trip to cloud nine was cut short by a knock on the door. "Hellooo...." Liam knocked twice before wrenching the door handle open, and walking in on the two love birds making out."grrrrr..." Liam grunted. "Here we go again." he facepalmed.They broke their kiss abruptly, and smoothened the invisible wrinkles on their clothes."Couldn't you at least allow her some time to remember what the world looks like, before sticking your tongue down her throat?" he grabbed a chair by the corner and sat down."So, Lily... How was coma?" Liam asked with a big grin across his face.Lily's brows furrowed. "I dunno... what's it supposed to be like?" She shrugged."Well, I was hoping i
RISSA'S POVShe quickly got dressed, got in her car, and drove downtown to the address. The building looked like a large warehouse from the outside view, but on the inside, it was renovated into a fortress. The surroundings of the warehouse was bushy, so area with quiet with no private houses around.When she arrived at the address, she called Jeff to inform him, and in a couple of minutes, he came out.He walked towards the car while she opened the door and stepped out."What's this place?" she asked after closing the door."It's one of our hideouts." He replied as they took some steps forwards.Rose's face contorted in a mild shock. "Why does the sign say it's a warehouse for diapers?" she pointed at the big signpost in front of the building.Jeff chuckled. "It's just camouflage...but on the inside, it's one of our biggest meth labs." He explained. "When we get in, you'll see.""So, what exactly does my father do?...I mean... what's the job description?""Okay..." he started. "In th
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