The night was still long, and their pleasure had only just begun. As two inexperienced wolves tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, they reveled in the overwhelming joy of intimacy and naturally had no intention of stopping.
From the cliffside to the depths of the cave, they clung to each other, instinctively exploring countless positions to make their union even more exhilarating. It wasn’t until dawn approached that Cara, completely spent, nestled into Gray Wolf’s arms and drifted into a deep sleep. The next morning, as sunlight streamed through the leaves, the two of them woke up to a gnawing hunger. After last night’s intense activities, their energy had been drained quickly. Even though they hadn’t gotten enough sleep, their empty stomachs still pulled them from their slumber. Cara sleepily opened her eyes and found herself nestled in a warm embrace. Instead of sitting up, she instinctively snuggled closer against his strong, heat-radiating body. Waking up with someone beside her was a completely new experience, but she didn’t resist it. On the contrary, she felt a surge of joy and excitement. From now on, she would no longer be a lone wolf. She would hunt for him, bear him many pups, and together, their pack would only grow stronger. “What are you smiling about like that?” Grey Wolf had been awake for a while, quietly watching Cara. When he saw the joyful smile on her lips, he couldn’t hold back his curiosity and asked. Cara looked at him, her eyes filled with nothing but affection and trust. “Mate, I love you.” It was a phrase she had just learned last night. Since her mate seemed to enjoy hearing it, she didn’t mind saying it a little more. Grey Wolf couldn’t resist her innocent and adorable expression. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. Cara responded with passionate enthusiasm, immediately wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back. Their bare bodies entwined on the bed, reluctant to part. But soon after, the sound of two hungry stomachs rumbling broke the moment. Cara pouted and sent a mind link to Grey Wolf, ‘Mate, hungry.’ The instinct to hunt was deeply ingrained in the blood of a powerful Alpha wolf. Hearing his mate’s hunger, Grey Wolf immediately felt the urge to prove his strength, to bring her the fattest, most delicious prey. He wanted her to know just how capable he was. As his mate, she would never have to go hungry. At Grey Wolf’s urging, Cara reluctantly sat up, still reluctant to part from his warmth. She slipped on her leather dress, then carefully picked out a large hide and wrapped it around his waist. The two wolves stepped out of the cave as the morning sun filtered through the treetops, casting a golden glow on their vibrant bodies. The crisp air carried the fresh scent of grass, leaves, and the faint traces of wildlife. Grey Wolf took the lead, his sharp amber eyes sweeping over the forest, ears tuned to even the slightest sound. Cara walked beside him, resting a gentle hand on his strong arm, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. Suddenly, Grey Wolf stopped, his ears twitching. A strange yet enticing scent drifted into his nose. Cara caught it too, and her eyes lit up with excitement as she looked at him. No words were needed, they understood each other perfectly. Silently, they crept forward. Pushing through a dense thicket, they spotted a massive moose grazing by a small stream. Grey Wolf lowered his stance, muscles coiled in anticipation. He waited patiently, ready to shift into his wolf form and strike the moment the prey let its guard down. His fangs eager to tear into its throat. But before Grey Wolf could do anything, Cara had already made her move. She pulled out a pouch of powdered herbs from her leather bag, positioned herself upwind, and sprinkled it toward the moose. The faint rustling sound caught the animal’s attention. Sensing danger, it panicked and tried to run. But after only a few steps, its legs gave out, and it collapsed onto the ground. Cara jumped up in excitement, while Grey Wolf stared at the scene, unconsciously muttering, “Witch.” Cara tilted her head, confused. ‘Witch? What’s that?’ Grey Wolf frowned, searching for the right words. A few seconds later, a thought surfaced: “Dark magic. Dangerous.” Realizing what he meant, Cara quickly shook her head. “It’s not magic. It’s dried stink bug leaves.” That was the name she had given the plant since its smell reminded her of stink bugs. Without another word, she dashed toward the motionless moose. When mixed with certain ingredients in the right proportions, stink bug leaves could temporarily paralyze muscles, making the victim unable to move. But the effect didn’t last long, if she didn’t act fast, the moose would get back on its feet and escape. Once she was close enough, Cara used a knife carved from bone to finish off the prey. Grey Wolf stood there, completely stunned. He hadn’t even had the chance to show off his hunting skills, and the hunt was already over. Cara had no idea he’d been hoping to impress her. Through their mind link, he heard her excited voice calling out, ‘Mate, eat! Mate, eat!’ He let out a helpless smile, walked over to her, and praised, “Cara is amazing!” Cara straightened up proudly, her chin lifted high, clearly pleased with herself. “But Cara, hunting is my job. From now on, you just need to sit back and enjoy the meal.” She frowned, looking at him in confusion. Through their bond, her puzzled voice echoed in his mind, ‘Why?’ Grey Wolf smiled, gently running his fingers through her dark hair as he said softly, “I don’t want you to struggle. Before, when you were alone, you had to do everything yourself. But now you have me, I want to take care of you.” Those words were so comforting. What he meant was that she was no longer alone, she had her Mate by her side, someone to take care of her, so she wouldn’t have to work hard anymore. The thought filled Cara’s mind, bringing her immense joy. “Mm!” She nodded enthusiastically, showing her wholehearted agreement. Grey Wolf let Cara rest while he handled the prey, then expertly started a fire and roasted the meat. But Cara wasn’t one to sit still. She ran into the forest to gather some wild berries and greens to eat alongside the meat. Once the meat was cooked, Cara took out some coarse salt from her pouch and sprinkled it on top. The preparation was simple, but the fresh meat still tasted delicious. By the time they finished breakfast, it was already midday. Grey Wolf carried the leftover meat back to the cave for their evening meal. With some free time in the afternoon, Cara pulled Grey Wolf along to gather stink bug leaves. She dried them over a stone pan, then mixed them with various minerals she had previously collected to create a muscle-paralyzing poison. Even though her Mate had said he would take care of hunting, old habits were hard to break. She had spent years surviving on her own, and without a few poisons on hand, she felt uneasy. It was only then that Grey Wolf finally realized the so-called “magic” Cara had used was nothing more than a mixture of herbs and minerals. It wasn’t mysterious or dangerous at all, nothing like what he had imagined. *** Author: If you are interested in the billionaire genre, please try this one: “First Love Bound”. It's updated daily. Eudora is a single mom raising her seven-year-old daughter, who has a serious heart condition. Her daughter's health is taking a turn for the worse, and Eudora is at her wit's end. She decides to become a nightclub hostess to pay for her daughter's medical bills. But Eudora never imagined her first client would be the child's father, who left her and never knew about their daughter.Inside the private chamber, only Raven and a tall warrior remained. The man was Noah, the leader of the expedition to the eternal snow peaks of the Arvani Mountains.Noah bowed slightly before him, his eyes calm, his demeanor respectful as he presented a stack of aged parchment, its edges weathered and frayed, as though corroded by frost and time.“Alpha, during this expedition, aside from retrieving the Glacialis Herba, our forces also discovered the remnants of a long-lost civilization.” Noah paused, his hoarse voice tinged with solemnity. “It lies deep within the heart of the Arvani range, buried beneath the eternal ice.”A flash of curiosity sparked in Raven’s eyes, an interest for a world unknown to him.Noah continued, “We thoroughly searched the entire area. There were no signs of life. No bodies, no remains of any kind. But the architecture still stood, ancient ruins scattered across the ice. Though broken and worn, it was clear this had once been the territo
A heavy silence fell over the room, as if even the air itself had frozen.Raven's sharp eyes fixed on her, unwavering yet patient, waiting for her response. But Lyra remained silent, neither admitting nor denying his words. Her gaze lowered, long lashes veiling the storm in her eyes.After a brief moment, she slowly stepped forward, placing the steaming bowl of medicine into Raven’s hand.He said nothing more and obediently drank it all.When he finished, Lyra spoke, her voice soft as a whisper, yet each word cut like a blade,“Whether that bond exists or not… does it even matter anymore?”Before Raven could reply, Lyra's voice interrupted him, calm, but layered with undeniable pressure,“I’m no longer a lone rogue… nor am I the lowly servant from your pack.”She lifted her head, her eyes meeting his directly, unwavering and resolute,“Raven, I am the Luna of Ivyshade.”Her words drifted through the air, light as a breeze, yet each syllable cr
In the days that followed, the tense, chaotic atmosphere within the Blood Moon pack gradually stabilized. The primary reason was Raven's steadily improving condition, his complexion grew rosier by the day, his breathing became steady, and though his body had not fully recovered, the imminent danger had passed.The affairs within the pack were also swiftly reorganized by Callen and the elders. Despite the turmoil left behind by the recent incident, the sense of unity within the pack began to rekindle.The news that the Blood Moon warriors had successfully returned from Moonshade Valley further fueled everyone’s hope. They brought with them Sylverleaf, a rare herb essential for crafting an antidote to suppress the Thanorite toxin.Under Lyra's meticulous guidance and the aid of Ivyshade's healers, the precious medicine was quickly brewed. In no time, doses of the suppressant were distributed to every warrior and civilian affected by the poisoning. The most severe symptoms
Time passed in suffocating silence, every second stretching endlessly. The room was filled with the bitter scent of medicine. Gradually, Raven's faint breathing became more stable, the sickly pallor on his face faded slightly. Under careful care, the fragile pulse on his wrist grew steadier, each rhythmic beat declaring his stubborn will to survive.Seeing that the situation had finally stabilized for now, Lyra allowed herself to relax slightly. She slowly stood up, carefully entrusted Raven to Healer Elric's care, then walked over to the desk in the corner of the room, cluttered with herbs and alchemy tools.Without wasting a second, Lyra got to work. Her slender hands glided across drawers, swiftly pulling out rare herbs, her mind calculating as she scribbled notes and precisely listed the necessary items.Seeing this, Healer Elric frowned and approached, eyes filled with worry,“Luna, you should rest. You’ve only just survived Nightfang's Curse, your body hasn't f
The moment the cold blade was about to slice through the air, barely a hand's breadth away from Lyra, her voice rang out, calm, yet sharp as a knife slicing directly into Callen's ears.“Raven is still alive.”Her words hit like a boulder crashing into a still lake, stirring violent ripples, freezing Callen in place, his entire body stiff.His eyes widened, filled with fear and doubt, but beneath it all, hope flickered. Instinctively, his gaze drifted to Raven's motionless body on the bed.Lyra didn’t give him time to process. Her steady voice rang out again, cold and commanding,“If you still want your Alpha to survive, then stay out of the way.”Her eyes were like icy blades, devoid of hatred or provocation, merely stating a brutal truth.Callen’s grip on his sword tightened, his throat constricted, fingers trembling slightly. But the rationality of a Beta forced him to retreat. He knew, even if the hope was slim, he couldn’t afford to lose it.Lyra
Lyra slowly awoke, her consciousness drifting like it was lost in a thick fog. Her entire body felt cold and numb, her breathing as fragile as a thread about to snap. But suddenly, a familiar warmth brushed against her cheek, jolting her back to reality.Before her lay Raven, his tall frame collapsed over her, his body limp, his face as pale as a sheet of paper. His brows were furrowed, and yet at the corner of his lips lingered a gentle, heart-wrenching smile.Lyra stared blankly at the scene before her, her mind unable to piece together what had happened.At that moment, Healer Elric rushed over like a gust of wind, unable to hide the overwhelming joy on his face. He completely ignored Raven, who lay unconscious beside her, and quickly grabbed Lyra's wrist to check her pulse.His aged hand trembled as he felt the steady, rhythmic thump beneath her skin. His expression brightened as if a thousand-pound weight had been lifted from his chest."It’s stabilized… Lun