His ravening touch, goddess I cannot express it. It is as though I have been imbued with an aphrodisiac, I am saturated with a longing for him to stroke my flesh further.
My wolf sits back on her hind legs observing him comfortably with interest, she has been tranquillized by the beast that rises with him as one. They regard us together.
"He is here to take you to his pack, Theia." Cronus declares quietly from my side as I am sharply dragged out of my trance to be jostled into the inhumane reality. I recoil backwards from Phobos's touch my eyes shifting to regard my brother.
"When?" I question aloud for all wolves to hear and understand my calamity.
"Now," Cronus utters and for the first time, I find sadness lingering in his eyes.
"No," I whisper with a slow shake of my head. "Cronus I-I do not want to go with him."
Phobos coolly watches me without a variatio
They take only my essentials and items I hold precious to me like my art supplies, paintings and photo frames as though they already knew prior what exactly they must embed in those boxes."No," I whisper with a shake of my head as I watch my room being emptied whilst I am caged by my brawny male.I shift to glower back at him who never once took his blues off my face. "I am not coming with you, Phobos. This is wrong, you cannot do this. I want to stay here." I cry my fists pounding at his chest with panic at his arrangements to take me by force. How can he do this to me?"Zdá se, že má spoustu uměleckých potřeb, bude to pro nás další váha, abychom to všechno vzali. Měli bychom je všechny ještě vzít?" Another male walks forward his box overflowing with my art inventories whilst he inquires Phobos. I do not understand this language they speak whi
"Why are we here? Why have we arrived at Deimos's pack?" I query Drakho with befuddlement whilst he convoys me towards the clannish castle. The thunderstorm has not yet yielded to the night still prevailing with its intenseness deflagrating up the darkened skies with its colossal birse. A frosty fog has accumulated embracing the lands with its ghostly haze.I thought Phobos would abscond me back to his pack, I did not anticipate for him to proceed here instead. His warriors vamoosed bearing all my possessions they derived from my room a few minutes ago as I stood and observed puzzled by the betiding events. I am being notified of nothing."Alpha Deimos and Luna Lumina embarked for Italy a year ago whilst Král watched over his pack. We are here to welcome them back." My eyes broaden to the verity he vocalises. I did know of this rather how could I for Deimos and I scarcely spoke after my last visit here.
Phobos stiffens to my abrupt contiguity to him and takes an apparent step apart from my heat as I wince at his immoral action. He is truly ruthless with his ways, he does not care if it bites me."Your female?" Deimos questions with stupefaction as I chew into my lower lip. I wonder if he shall be perturbed with me that I hid this from him or would he think that I merely found out about it recently as well? I wait tenaciously for my mate to answer but startle as I sense the flame of his blues upon me.Meek eyes rise to behold his only to gawk in perplexity. Why do you look at me like that? As though I have committed a trespass against you and the moon. As though I have done something shameful and corrupt. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I shall be marked down by you this way.Ripping my eyes off him I pray that I can disappear beneath the storm, this position I am in is not of happy one but a gut-wrenching on
I did not expect it from him either. Yet the open display of his attitudes towards me was unpleasant to handle and I did my best to conceal it as I bit my lower lip firmly to feel pain from elsewhere rather than my heart.Some unmated males of Deimos's pack view me with lecherous eyes browsing down my morning attire, I am quite used to it but knowing that my male is next to me has me feel guarded.They noticed his blatant disregard of me, that is why they possess the cockiness to gawk at me this way. I do not like it, the way they look at me for it is as though they are undressing me and visualizing me bare.If Aegeus or Orien were here these males would be pummeled to the ground bleeding. The need to be shielded ignites from within and I unknowingly shuffle closer to him seeking his possessiveness of me.Yet he startles visibly and so do I, he halts his every action as though registering
Eighteen days.Eighteen days of sheer absolute torture I endured travelling from Deimos's pack to my moon blessed's.The first few evenings, I persevered with faith and heart yet what came after made me wish to suffocate myself in deep waters. It was my first time journeying far from home and what truly tested me was that I was the sole female in a galactic group of burly males.No, not one dared to look at me inappropriately that was not the issue rather I possessed no choice but to wear the same sweater and skirt I left with for the entirety of those days. When I had questioned Drakho, he frowned with bemusement and said it was natural for them to not change clothes during travel and therefore was not directed to take any from my room for my departure.But I am a female and I despise being unclean. Therefore, I was compelled to scrub my clothes by the most proximal river to each location we were stationed
A long-drawn, fluctuating vocal sound that resembles a howl and is produced by discharging a high pitched loud voice followed by a rapid back and forth movement of the tongue and the uvula. The combined sound of it weakens my knees, it is too overpowering.(Our Queen has set foot on our soil!)Phobos and I trudge up the trail paved for us, torches mounted high on either of our sides. He treads with confidence on my left his head raised spine upright the Alpha accompanies me through the masses as they bow and kneel upon the soil in honour for us.Two thrones occupy the space in front of us, thrones made of bones and skulls of animals. It instils terror within me whilst my moon blessed stands in front of his seat as I scramble to settle by his right.His wolves arise to turn to us their faces coated with white paint, I can only discern their radiant eyes as they examine me. Phobos seize my lef
"It is as though I am holding a strand of gold." She chuckles as I smile at her words. I find their amazement quite adorable."Jak dobrá je krása? Musí to být opravdová královna. Please remove your undergarments as well." The leader's eyes are narrowed with a sort of a reprimand sent to the female behind me whilst she instructs me again as my orbs broaden mildly to her words. Does she wish for me to be naked? No wolf has ever seen me bare, no even my mother after I became a juvenile.(What good is beauty? She must be a true queen)Yet before I could discourse of my unease the female who stands behind me unfastens my bra as I startle to her actions. I am not entitled to protest as my breasts and cunt are instantly bared to them. The female seizes my hand and leads me to the steaming tub as I stumble after her.The water is warm soothing my cold skin,
It is as though I am given an aphrodisiac my being sways and my eyes flutter close to the feeling of utter bliss that bewilders me.Ocean blues dilate with amatory gluttony and there is a need to flee that envelopes my being. Yet I cannot move. I cannot speak. He possesses absolute control over my heart and mind as though I am a puppet.His puppet.He kneels by my feet with torturous slowness as I strive to shuffle away from him but he desires for none of that. Calloused palms lunge forward to clasp around my under thighs as I unblushingly whimper audibly to the feeling of his ardent fingertips that melt my skin.In one fluid yank, he lays me flat beneath his herculean body as he hovers over me. His fervent globes begin their wicked path down from timid eyes to my throbbing lips, my neck and my covered ample breasts.He engraves it, the rise and fall of my bosom hidden under the thin ve