LOGINAeliana's POV
I could feel my wolf surface, ready to claim her mate just as he claimed her. Even after riding out her release, she still feels hot and bothered; my pussy still greedily sucks and clamps onto his length. I held onto his shoulder as my finger ran widely on his chest; I placed my mouth on his nipple and bit down on it.
I could feel him get instantly hard even inside me, stretching me and filling me. I began to move, but I wasn’t satisfied, so I pushed him, and his length sprang out of me, causing the mixture of our release to leak from me. I pushed him toward his sofa and then straddled him, holding up his length. I sat down on him till I felt his hilt.
Raising my hips up and down, I begin to ride him. I can feel my need flushing down my spine. He carried me up and laid me on my stomach on his
Aeliana's POVI could feel my wolf surface, ready to claim her mate just as he claimed her. Even after riding out her release, she still feels hot and bothered; my pussy still greedily sucks and clamps onto his length. I held onto his shoulder as my finger ran widely on his chest; I placed my mouth on his nipple and bit down on it.I could feel him get instantly hard even inside me, stretching me and filling me. I began to move, but I wasn’t satisfied, so I pushed him, and his length sprang out of me, causing the mixture of our release to leak from me. I pushed him toward his sofa and then straddled him, holding up his length. I sat down on him till I felt his hilt.Raising my hips up and down, I begin to ride him. I can feel my need flushing down my spine. He carried me up and laid me on my stomach on his
Caelan's POVThe preparations for Aeliana's first training session with Theron were well underway. Jolene is gathering the supplies, the specific herbs, crystals, and other materials Theron had requested. David is clearing and securing one of the meditation rooms in the east wing. Theron himself is in the library, maybe reviewing texts and preparing his approach.Which left me in my office, trying to focus on the pack business and failing miserably.Every time I looked at the documents spread across my desk, all I could see was that list. Twenty-three names in our archives. Fifty total in recorded history, with only three survivors.Three out of fifty.The numbers haunted me. No matter how many times I tried to push them away
Aeliana's POV"Because it means you're not being completely overwhelmed. There's still a boundary between you and the entity, even if that boundary is permeable." He looked up from his notes. "The Vessels who survived the awakening all reported similar experiences...they remained aware even when the power was in control. Those who lost that awareness are those who were completely subsumed and never came back."The information should have been comforting, but it wasn't. "So I'm aware enough to watch myself disappear. That's not exactly reassuring.""No, but it gives us something to work with." Theron closed his notebook. "Aeliana, I'm going to be blunt with you. What you're going through is incredibly rare and incredibly dangerous. Most Vessels don't survive the awakening process. But the fact that you're still fighting, sti
Caelan's POVI exchanged glances with Jolene, weighing how much to reveal. But if Theron is going to help us, he needs the full picture."She's been having dreams...memories that aren't hers or the ones she might have forgotten; sometimes she sees herself as a child running in the woods. She has never talked about this, even before she was cursed. Now she hardly remembers memories before she was cursed, which we attributed to the curse, but she grew up an orphan, and now she easily remembers having parents, though the dream isn't clear. She knows things she's never learned and can understand languages she's never studied. Some nights ago, she floated off the bed while sleeping, surrounded by golden symbols, and something spoke through her. "I kept my voice steady despite the fear the memory evoked." Two days ago, she had a
Caelan's POVDr. Theron Ashwood was not what I expected.Jolene had described him as a scholar, and I'd pictured someone elderly, bookish, and probably fragile from years spent hunched over ancient texts. Instead, the man who stood when we entered the guest quarters looked to be in his late thirties, tall and lean with sharp features and eyes that held an intensity that immediately put me on guard.His dark hair was streaked with silver at the temples, and he dressed more like a biker than an academic. But it was his presence that struck me most...there was a contained energy about him, like a predator pretending to be harmless."Alpha Caelan," he said, inclining his head respectfully. "Thank you for allowing me into your territory. I know my arrival is unexpected.
Caelan's POVThe message came at dawn, delivered by one of the perimeter guards who'd intercepted a lone traveler approaching pack territory."Says his name is Dr. Theron Ashwood," the guard reported, standing at attention in my office. "Claims he's here at Jolene's request to consult on a matter of ancient magic. He's carrying documentation that corresponds with Jolene, and he knew the password she told me to expect."I exchanged glances with Jolene, who'd arrived minutes earlier looking both excited and nervous. "That was fast. You only contacted him two days ago.""Theron doesn't waste time when something interests him," Jolene said. "And I may have mentioned that this was a matter of life and death involving a potential Vessel."







