LOGINElena “It's okay, Elena,” I heard Edgar’s husky voice whisper softly into my ears, his hands still pressed on my waist.“Whatever is it that might be causing the tears, it'll be fine,” he moved his face closer, his breath fanning my bare skin as he rested his nose on my forehead. “I'm right here, so don't be scared.”“You'll be fine.”I shook my head negatively. Truly, he can be present here and there, however, not forever. “Whatever it is, little girl,” he added, his grip tightening on my waist as those words chime with an abundance of authority. Can I really be fine?I closed my eyes, breathing deep underneath his touch, as his warm breath continued to melt against my skin.For a second, I glanced at Edgar, and of course, something in me could tell he meant every of his words. Those two green eyes confirming how much he's willing to make living around him comfortable. But only if he knows… Only if he knows my last chance of survival to be a part of his world is now gone. The on
Elena “Uhmm… Thanks, Edgar,” I mumbled shyly, as his grip on my waist drew me closer to his chest. Sculpted. Muscular. Warm and Veiny, even through the sweatshirt. What a god! I breathed out, sniffing his pheromone, which scented much of a musk. Exactly the scent expected from such a respected authority. “My pleasure, stubborn little girl,” he smiled, his perfect set of white teeth glistening towards my face, however, for a brief moment. “Oh, yeah. That was my bad,” I smiled back, my gaze locked with his. “Accept my apology for being a stubborn little girl.”I admitted. I was at fault for almost causing both of us a head bump — Probably just me, though.Edgar? He's a man of whole stamina and strength. I bet he wasn’t going to lose his stamina just like that because of a minor slip.Still, I probably should have submitted to his persistence, even if it made me look weak. In the long run, he always seemed to be right.“Apology accepted,” he smirked, drawing me closer, leaving bare
Elena All I had wanted was for Edgar to let me down. But he refused, adamant to the end. Not something any random stranger would have offered.Well, I wasn’t offended… not yet, anyway. I guess he thought we weren't strangers anymore. And, truthfully, I knew he was right. We were never strangers to each other. However, I might as well not allow him to use that to walk his way underneath my thigh once more. At first, I had thought I was angry with his persistence, the way it left me weak and restless. But now, all I could think about was Edgar's naked body I’d seen on The Crescent Moon, every detail outlined from the depths of my brain. His chiseled broad chest, the muscled pecs of his biceps, the defined lines of his torso, and yes… His huge cock carved with bulging veins. And lastly, the confidence running through his face right now, like a pulse. …Making him more irresistible. Oh Elena. Who are you to get offended by the gracious kindness of a wolf holy goddess? I moaned in
Elena"Hell no, Elena!" Edgar snapped, almost immediately. “You aren't as you thought, darling.” His gaze stared down at me; however, he was quite quick to avert those beautiful green eyes. Sadly, I sniffed in disbelief. “Well, I am. I need no one to tell me how embarrassing it is to be weak.”Ultimately, everyone knows the difference between the life of an Omega, an Alpha and a Beta in the world of werewolves. With just one thing in difference. Worlds are separated and classified. Just one thing —Strength.“Well, I'd say ‘Pretty Heavy’ rather than the word ‘Weak.” Edgar teased, raising my petite body in his arms mid-air. A wide smirk spread across his lips. But it was also quick to fade off his face. However, not unnoticed.“Well, you can do your arms a wonderful favour by letting me down, War Lord Edgar. Cause I can see they're already getting tired,” I snapped back, unable to suppress the excitement bubbling inside of me as I watched his smirk slowly turn grim. Since he thinks
Logan…I straightened my back up, drawing an inch away from her face as I prepared my mind against her anger. However, Elena unconsciously slipped her cold palm onto my chest, caressing it softly before sliding it back to my neck to curl her tiny fingers around my skin. Just as she does, a cold shiver ran down my spine as her hands comfortably wrapped the back of my neck. Just then, Elena drew her slightly pale face closer to mine. For a second, my mind swiftly ran wild as the vivid images of how I had parted her lips… how I had slipped my wet tongue into her mouth… the sparkles that went down my legs while I rubbed my tongue against hers, and how I had sucked on those soft lips, staring right at me.Only the word - ‘AMAZING!’ could describe it in a single word. No girl. Not even Scarlett has ever made me feel this sparkles the way it does with this young maiden, Elena. And I wouldn’t hesitate to strip those fragile pieces of shredded clothes off her body. …However, not now. At l
Logan“However, now is not the time for excitement, Thane,” I cautioned, my jaw clenching so hard that the pain from Elena’s tight grip on my hair was soon withered away, replaced by the urge to get anything done to bring her back to consciousness. ‘I know. I can’t just help it – it’s the pull,’ Thane screamed.I groaned angrily at the mention of the pull. Just how long has Thane been feeling this and keeping it away from me? Or have I also felt it but just ignored it? But, right now, isn’t the right time to get the knotted strings untied — It’s the time to pull my little Elena together. I’d hate to. But I have no other choice but to, since that seems like the only option right now. I cleared my throat, beckoning to Thane. ‘Got a string on what’s happening to her? Or perhaps you could pull some tricks on her wolf to see if she responds. You said she has one.’I rushed my words, my gaze fixated on Elena’s cold body. Just then, I smacked my head inwardly. She’s cold! How foolish I h







