LOGINDon't worry, we will get back to Sly. But he needed to process this new truth. It wouldn't be right for them to mate unless he understands EXACTLY what he was getting in the bargain. Thank you all for your dedication and support :) IF you can, please leave me a review or a comment if you can. A gem would also be greatly appreciated. This story is a different kind of story and a bit of a risk. SO we need to show GoodNovel that this story can be supported here too. Let's give them a good show! In appreciation--Victory
[Apple]Sylvester’s voice rings through mine along our shared bond, just moments before I hear a gentle rapping at the door. “Please be kind to her,” Sylvester requests. “She’s trying.” That’s all the warning I get before opening the door and finding Alexis, her eyes red from crying, standing with her head held high, her trembling hands twisting around one another as she waits for me to say something. “Luna Queen,” she bows her head. “I need a word with you.” My first reaction is to shout at her, to tell her to get the hell away from her and my babies. That’s what I always thought I’d do if she came to my door. But I also expected her to find her trying to kidnap my children or waiting in the dark to kill me in my sleep to take back my mate–I didn’t expect to see her like this. She’s still as proud as before, but her arrogance seems to have been chipped away revealing something softer, more vulnerable. Rather than seeing an angry alpha demanding her mate and husband, she seems al
[Amaryllis]There is an angry heat to his gaze as Sylvester pulls me to my feet. Wincing, I let him, not bothering to fight. If he decides to hurt me, there isn’t anything that I can do about it. I’m at his mercy, and we both know it. He’s so much more powerful than I am or will ever be–especially now that he’s the alpha king. Besides, I deserve any pain he wants to inflict. I’ve caused enough drama in his life to deserve it. But then he does something that surprises me. Maybe even surprises us both. He pulls me into a hug. “You’ve let someone mark you,” he grins against my hair as we separate. “I always thought it would be me.”My heart flips. Did he really want to mark me that badly? We did grow up together, fall in love as pups often do. We were married for seven years, even tried for a pup. You can’t just throw away that much history and memory of affection, even if it did go sour. I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for Sylvester. And maybe, somewhere, he still has one
[Amaryllis] The heat in my mate’s eyes as he looks down at me, caressing each curve and hollow of my body with his gaze as I lay there in barely more than a slip, catches my breath. In my years since my marriage, I have been with a number of wolves, and none of them had this ability to make me feel so wanton and wanted all at once. “He’s our mate,” Alanna practically purrs in my head. “He was made for us to love. Of course he’s perfect.” Pushing my dress up to my hip, he presses his still clothed body into my warm, wet folds and I gasp at the roughness of the sensation as he rubs his hardness against my tender spaces, grinning as my wet cunt paints the front of his trousers with my juices. “You like that, don’t you?” he grins slyly. “Marry me and I’ll give you all this,” he kneels between my legs as he slowly unzips, “every single day. I’ll make you scream my name, Mate.” My nipples harden so fast it almost hurts as his member springs forth. Reaching for it, I stroke him, ad
[Amaryllis–A little bit earlier] Night is falling. It’s calm here in the wooded glens near the witch side of Moon River City. With everyone living near the city center now, it’s almost completely abandoned. Now only the animals and a few stubborn witches live anywhere nearby. This cave is even more secluded, only visible by people who have the right mixture of abilities to see an old twisted invisibility ward. The entrance to the cave is wide open, Calyx having gone to acquire a stash of clothing he had kept nearby. “I brought something for you as well,” he had promised with a sly smirk. Even though he had been in a hurry to stop me, it seems he had always planned to catch me. Tricky pup. “You need to stop thinking of him as a child, Amaryllis,” my wolf Alanna grumbles. “He’s our mate. He’s young, but he’s more than enough for us. Besides,” my wolf grins, “You can’t deny he’s handsome and…talented.” My wolf’s words make me blush a hot scarlet that I feel from the tip of my toes to
[Araminta] I owe this young wolf an explanation for my poor behavior. He’s handsome, honest, and a good strong leader. I can see why Sylvester chose him to be his beta, and why Hazel eventually grew smart enough to accept that he is her mate. Rudolph Forrester isn’t Michael Bane. I shouldn’t make him suffer for the sins of another wolf. “Please forgive me,” I beg earnestly as I squeeze his hands and look into his beautiful hazel eyes. There is a charming boyish sincerity and naive vulnerability about this wolf that makes me want to protect him, even though he’s easily twice my size. He isn’t cunning, like my Amy. He wears his feelings on his sleeve where anyone can see them. “There is nothing to forgive,” Rudy graciously forgives me. “I can see why you’d be upset. I should have proposed to Hazel honestly, instead of hiding in my fear and using it as an excuse.” “No, Rudolph, your reasons are just and are a credit to your true honorable nature,” I praise him honestly. “My anger
[Rudy] As the three of us listen to Sylvester’s fading footsteps, the uneasy feeling of being alone with one another fills the room, creating an awkward silence. Harlem, the old witch from the east, looks at me with an indecipherable sadness. I wonder if he knows what Araminta plans to say to me that has her bubbling with anger every time she glances my way. “Go easy on the boy, Minty,” Harlem murmurs in his deep, patient voice as he reaches over to hold her left hand between both of his own. “You just sprung a whole lot on these fellas. Give the pup a chance to adjust.” The coven mistress leans over and places her gray-streaked head on his shoulder. “I need to make sure,” she replies vaguely, “And we don’t have time to go slow. You know that, Harlem. For this to work we need to be certain that all of us are here for the right reasons.” “Shh, Minty, you’re confusing the lad,” Harlem kisses the top of her head in such a gentle and loving way, you’d think they’d been married for d







