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My Wolf Smells a Rat
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2023-02-18 01:36:46
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The Alpha King's Breeder I'm Leaving
MariannaThe townhouse in Wisteria Way is cloaked in shadows I don’t remember being there as I follow my mom into the living room. Dust shimmers in the sunlight, highlighting just how long it’s been since anyone has been here. I stare at the foot of the stairs for several seconds, locked in my head as the memory of Dean screaming in my face and punching me hurtles back into clear, unfiltered focus, but then Mom steps into my line of vision, and the present pierces the memory, fading it into obscurity. “You know,” she says, sliding her finger over the dusty mantle, “I think I’m going to stay here.”“What?” I follow her progress across the room while she inspects the freshly framed pictures now resting on the mantle. New frames, since Dean smashed everything that was once there. Someone came here a few weeks ago and cleaned from top to bottom, scrubbing any hint of what happened here from existence, but the smell of bleach still hangs in the sunbeams drifting through the curtains as
The Alpha King's Breeder A Slip of the Tongue
BlakeMarianna and I doze in the quiet darkness of my bedroom for nearly an hour before convincing each other to get up long enough to put on clothes and brush our teeth, at least. Within minutes, we’re back in bed. Marianna snuggles close while I stare at the ceiling, listening to the… silence, as she drifts back to sleep. The world is a shockingly loud place, even in the dead of night. Normally, this is when the stars–the voices in my head–are the most annoying. Loud. Chaotic. Constantly chattering back and forth about everything and nothing all at once. But now?I can hear the breeze coming through the windows. The curtains tremble, fabric brushing against the wall. The palace creaks, settling, pipes groaning and rumbling all around but hushed by the thick walls. I don’t remember closing my eyes. I don’t remember a blank, empty kind of sleep washing over me–dreamless. But I wake several hours later to the moonlight shifting across the ground and the bedroom door silently opening,
The Alpha King's Breeder Depleted and Refreshed
MariannaOver the course of the afternoon, I check on Blake and Skye repeatedly, but both are sleeping like the dead. Sarah, Sydney, and my mom return from their lunch in great spirits. Sydney goes off to find Ryatt, and I slink around the castle while my mom and Sarah live in “grandma bliss” together, making up for lost time. I’m checking on Blake and Skye for the eighth time as the sun sets when Maeve clicks her tongue at me from the entrance of the suite, tilting her head in a motion to follow her. “Have you eaten today?” she asks as we walk through one of the many upper hallways in the palace, which after today, I feel like I can traverse without getting totally lost. “Barely,” I admit, and she nods.“Same. Come on.” She opens a side door I thought was just a mirror, and a staircase appears. I guess I should still be careful walking around this place, especially now that I know there’re tunnels and corridors within the castle walls themselves. We reach her suite, which is gra
The Alpha King's Breeder All in the Family
MariannaBlake can barely manage to walk the twelve feet to the bedroom door without needing to brace himself against the wall. I lunge for him but halt mid-step when a tall, broad, and honestly, impossibly handsome man in his mid-seventies barrels into the room looking downright murderous. His black hair is brushed away from his face, peppered with dark gray, but his silver eyes are sharpened and honed on Blake as he braces his hands on the doorframe and scans Blake, then the room, and… softens when he sees me standing in outright terror only a few feet away. I know him. Not personally, of course, but it’s impossible not to know of the ever feared, ever worshipped, Alpha King Ryatt–The King of Shadows, of darkness. The King of The Roguelands and the mystical, secretive Veiled Valley that he passed down to his daughter. Blake sways but manages to keep himself upright as he stretches a hand toward Ryatt in what I can only describe as surrender. “Ryatt, not now.”“You’re Marianna, the
The Alpha King's Breeder It's Not a Dream
BlakeMarianna is just as close. I feel it before she can–the way she tightens and begins to spasm around my cock, the way her thighs lock and her toes curl behind my back. Her teeth graze my neck as she pants, breathing my name as our worlds collide and burst into nothing but starlight, and there it is… the tapestry. Our threads–once frayed, now binding into one. I see our life stretching through the stars. A long life. “Please,” I damn near beg, and she bites down, sucking a bruise as her teeth sink into my skin and the mate bond erupts into what I can only describe as madness. I slam her against the rock as my release barrels through me like a rogue wave. She comes as well, screaming my name into the night, but I bite down on her neck, holding her still, damning the still healing skin left behind by the mark the healers cut out of her–a mark that should never have been there. It should always have been mine. I keep us there, suspended, my feet flat on the bottom of the pool as
The Alpha King's Breeder No More Teasing
Blake“Take it slow,” I urge, concern hanging from every syllable as Marianna removes a robe of glossy emerald green that makes her skin glow a soft bronzed gold in the moonlight. It’s nearly a full moon–tomorrow, I believe, which makes sense, seeing as tomorrow is the last full day and night of the mating festival taking place just beyond the palace walls. I make an effort not to outwardly gawk at Marianna’s naked body, but it’s hard not to look. She’s glorious–all softness and curves–places I want to sink my teeth into the second I have a chance. “Will someone take our clothes while we’re gone?” she asks, clutching the robe to her chest, her shoulders and arms bare. I look around the quiet, wooden park that backs up to the castle, the delivery gate just within sight. I cleared the guards from the area twenty minutes ago, so we’re alone. “If they do, they’ll have to answer to me.”She gives me a weak smile before letting the robe drop to the soft grass and kicking it toward a tree
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