Silas

~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~ I gazed at that stranger who decided to make me his girlfriend without my consent. Bet, these men could never be different from one another. Their breed was born to swing their jewellery in front of any woman they find attractive. I scoffed when I took in his handsomeness. I must admit he was as tall as the Eiffel tower. I’m not a short woman but in front of him, I could never get an opportunity to say this. He was not from around here. He didn't looked like someone from here, he must be from the Asian mainland. He was tall with an athlete's body, and everything about him was just sharp. His monolid eyes were the darkest set of brown that some would believe that they were black, however, I was not a mere human being, the blood in my veins was of werewolves, so I could see his eyes were dark brown and were sharp. His nose was high and straight and sharp. It was adding another charm to his inevitable personality, that was screaming, I’m the boss here. Then my eyes

~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~“So, it’s just King?.” I put pressure to know his name when we were making our way to his car. I was just curious to know about him when I was about to share a bed with him. He smirked in response, “Yeah”“Just King?” I urged.“Don’t worry, My Jaan,” he called Jaan, and I didn’t know what was the meaning of it. He stopped in his tracks, and stepped closer to me, as he dragged his thumb across my bottom lips, “When the time comes, you’ll have a name to scream. Baby steps, yeah? Baby steps.”My cheeks flushed red, but I stuck my tongue out to swirl it around his thumb. I just could not resist the urge to taste him. His brown eyes snapped up to mine, and I grin cheekily in response.“Back out now if you can’t handle it. Back out while I’m giving you a choice, Jaan.” Again he called me that. He growled at me as he pulled his thumb away from my mouth.“So, are we walking home, King? Cause you take too much to reach your car” “No,” He responded, and I was pleased to not

~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN~ He walked into the bedroom before throwing me onto the bed. He opened the drawer on the nightstand as I was looking around his room while lying on his bed as if it belonged to me not him. He pulled out a strange item. He approached me before stating, “Sit on your knees.” I did. I nervously complied as I stared at the strange item in his hand. The item was quite long with two ends. At the lower end, there were two handcuffs and at the other end, it was circular with a little ball on the front. It was a bondage toy with a gag! Is this why he was telling me to think over before getting into his bed? Is this why he was saying that I was going to regret spending a night with him? He might have thought that I would get scared of him using such things and toys on me but didn't know I was always ready to try new things. I was ready to feel the adventure that comes along with such kinks. The tension. The anticipation. The dominance. The force. The cries. The torture. I

~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~ I parked the car in front of the Satan villa. I rolled down the window to take a good look at the villa and to make up my mind if I should stay here or turn back. My hand clenched around the steering wheels and I subconsciously started to bite my nails on the other hand. I could pretend to be strong but alone I was always like this, anxious, nervous, and scared of what others might think of me. When I was alone I always seek for the warmth of someone’s touch, not in a sexual way but in a way that could calm my monsters down. I always wanted someone who could say ‘There’s no need to bite on your nails Hyacinth, I’m here. My dad used to say this to me, but when I turned ten years old my father, Alpha Arthur Clausen decided to leave me and my mom. And I’m never going to forgive him for abandoning me and my mom when we needed him more than anything. “Dad, today I’m going to make our pack more powerful. You just wait and watch. Because I’m going to find you even if y

HYACINTH I made my way down those fancy stairs, my fingers tracing the smooth wood, I couldn't shake this weird feeling in my gut. Just my second day in Alpha Gerald's fortress of a house, and I still couldn't wrap my head around my mom choosing to marry him. I heard Mom and Alpha Gerald chatting softly, their voices carrying to me. And there he was, all commanding and put-together, in that sharp white shirt and dark pants. He practically oozed power. Our eyes locked, and I felt this strange mix of discomfort and vulnerability. It was him. The guy who'd set the stage for that crazy night, when things got heated and lines got blurry. Now, he was a total stranger. The dude who left a cold, heartless payment, turning our passionate encounter into something sordid and transactional. A shiver ran down my spine, a combo of nerves and anger. The weight of last night's memories hung heavy in the air, accusing him silently. He stayed cool as ice, his expression a total mystery. That's when it