ALPHA RYKER The moon swelled above Black Isle with magic, the air had shifted to a warmer temperature, and the table before me bustled non-stop. Several chandeliers luminanced against polished china, the house staff moved in rapid sync around the table, serving, replacing, filling and refilling. Laughter, banters and humour drifted through the air like perfumed smoke. Rose and my companions seemed quite lost in the magic of things. I, however, settled for observation. I couldn't let my guard down despite how warm everyone was around me. “You've barely touched your food,” Phoebe commented beside me. “Is it not to your liking?” She asked. I stared at the content before me, I cut a piece of the venison, chewing slowly. “It is. My mind is just elsewhere.” “Crescent Moon?” “Home. Yes.”“This is also your home,” she commented. “Your mother, even if you'd rather talk about something else, was the High Leader of the pack before she married your father. You carry her magic, even though
ALPHA RYKERThe first thing I noticed the moment we sailed the murky waters that led us into the Black Isle territory was the thick magic in the air. I could almost taste it; deep, cackling and rigid on my tongue. The pack was nestled deep between twin valleys, the waters had turned dark at this point, and the sky was a deep hue of pink. Spells loomed around us like mist, whispers in a foreign language I found myself understanding. The atmosphere in the yacht was however tense. Everyone turned at the slightest twitch, flap of wings, or twig of a branch. We sailed beside the twin valleys to get to the land on high alert. But it was not as if there was much we could do. Because the moment we entered the territory, some unseen forces took control of our yacht, leading us straight to land. Land was better than the water. The magic was still heavy in the air, the mist now dispersed to dew under the hot sun, and the sky was now blue. I was also grateful for the earth beneath my feet, sa
ALPHA RYKERThe first thing I noticed the moment we sailed the murky waters that led us into the Black Isle territory was the thick magic in the air. I could almost taste it; deep, cackling and rigid on my tongue. The pack was nestled deep between twin valleys, the waters had turned dark at this point, and the sky was a deep hue of pink. Spells loomed around us like mist, whispers in a foreign language I found myself understanding. The atmosphere in the yacht was however tense. Everyone turned at the slightest twitch, flap of wings, or twig of a branch. We sailed beside the twin valleys to get to the land on high alert. But it was not as if there was much we could do. Because the moment we entered the territory, some unseen forces took control of our yacht, leading us straight to land. Land was better than the water. The magic was still heavy in the air, the mist now dispersed to dew under the hot sun, and the sky was now blue. I was also grateful for the earth beneath my feet, sa
XAVIERA Once bitten, twice shy. My ancestors would weep. Fool me once, you're a fool, fool me twice, I'm the fool. I had been a fool, twice. What was I thinking ? That he'd changed? Overnight? I was really a fool to even expect any change. That tricky bastard had made a fool of me twice. Making me delicate, wobbly, needy and cheap. I bet he was testing how easy it would be to take me to bed, and I had proved he didn't need to do much. All he had to do was stand before me, and I had acted like a starved whore. Damn you, Ryker! Damn you for confusing the hell out of me every single time. For a moment there, I was certain he wanted me. Heck! He'd even said it with his own mouth, in his own words that he wanted to kiss me. And the next minute… Go to bed. Like I was a little girl who wanted to do bad things. Who the hell did he think he was? The Alpha I don't give a fuck! I shouldn't give a fuck. I shouldn't want to kiss him. I shouldn't fantasize about kissing him, or ha
ALPHA RYKER This will be tough. I might have forgotten how graciously gorgeous this woman was, but tonight was a shocking reminder. I found beautiful women on a daily basis; here at Crescent, or when I travelled for work, or vacation, however, Xaviera was a discovery. The way the dress clung to her body like an extension of her, perfect curve, lithe gait, beautiful eyes, proud nose and a sensual mouth, she was nothing ordinary. I had struggled with the thought of engaging her this evening, but reminding myself severally of what was at stake had helped me keep my raging hormones at bay. I paced the large space in my study like a schoolboy whose first girlfriend had decided to sneak out to meet for his first sex. She'd be here anytime, and I had to get my act together. What I feared more than mixing my words tonight, was pinning her against the closest horizontal surface, and doing sinful things to that enticing mouth and gorgeous body. My dick hardened at that thought.
XAVIERA The ride to Crescent manor was quiet, and I could feel the tension humming just beneath the surface like a taut string. I watched as we drove through the busy streets, as everything blurred into my reality. I was moving in with Ryker! When I told Anna, she wasn't shocked. It was like she had expected it, and it was because she had insisted that I agreed. She said I would be safer there, and it was important that I learnt the ropes of leadership under Ryker's guidance. Adeline and Leesa were too excited for me. I didn't expect less. They had helped me pack, and had even slept over just to see me off. Me? I didn't know what to feel aside from the tension that nipped at my insides. Moving in with Ryker wasn't something I had envisioned, not even in the earliest days of the mate match, but fate didn't bother about timelines. As we drove through the mansion gates, my tension spiked. Calum and Felix had driven me, however we were followed by another Convoy Ryker hadsent t