Emboldened, I deepened the kiss, my tongue dancing with hers, as I reached for the hem of her short gown. I pulled it up, my fingers brushing against the soft, smooth fabric of her tights. The intimate feel of her skin sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, and I felt myself grow harder, my desire for her reaching a fever pitch.
But just as I was about to take things further, Jane's soft, breathless voice whispered a single word: "Stop." Her hand closed around my wrist, holding me in place.
However, instead of this to discourage me it served as extra motivation for me to push further as I increased the intensity at which I kissed her. My kisses grew more intense, drowning Jane in a sea of passion. She moaned freely, her hands clutching the back of my head as if her life depended on it. I sensed victory within my grasp. It was time to make another move.
I reached for her panties, but she grasped my hands, halting my progress. I frowned, convinced she was bluffing. With a surge of confidence, I attempted to force the issue, trying to pull her panties down despite her resistance.
Jane's reaction was swift and firm. She pushed me away, her palms flat against my chest. "Stop...Hey, I said stop!" she exclaimed, her voice soft yet resolute.
My anger flared, my wolf simmering just below the surface. "What's your problem?" I snapped, my patience wearing thin.
Jane adjusted her gown, her eyes flashing with determination. "I thought I told you I don't want sex," she said, her voice steady.
I sneered, incredulous. This foolish girl had followed me deep into the woods, yet claimed she didn't want sex? I wasn't buying it. My desire for her only intensified, and I was determined to get what I wanted.
With a sly smile, I drew closer, my voice dripping with persuasion. "And who told you I want to have sex with you? I just want to see it. Why don't you show me, huh, sweet girl?" I whispered, my hands reaching out to resume their exploration of her body.
“No. I don't want this anymore," she refused me and started walking away.
That's it
Jane's refusal was like a spark to dry tinder, igniting a firestorm of anger within me. My wolf snarled and howled, its fury echoing through my mind. I caught her wrist, my grip tightening as I spun her back around.
"Where do you think you're going?" I demanded, my eyebrows shooting upward.
Jane's eyes flashed with defiance. "I said I'm not interested. You can't control yourself. I need to leave."
Her words only fueled my anger. "You're not going anywhere until I say so," I growled, my fingers digging deeper into her wrist.
Fear flickered in her eyes, and she struggled to break free. But she was no match for my strength. I was a powerhouse, and she was just a tiny wolf.
"You know, I didn't want to do this," I said, my voice dripping with menace. "But you left me no choice."
With a sudden burst of strength, I dragged her across the grassy floor, throwing her down with a force that made her scream. She landed hard, her hands barely breaking her fall.
"Ahh!" she cried out, her voice echoing through the woods.
As I gazed into Jane's eyes, I saw a mixture of fear and pleading. Her terror was palpable, but instead of sympathizing with her, I found it exhilarating. This felt like a hunt, with her as my helpless prey, praying for a miracle to escape while I was the powerful wolf seeking to devour her.
I took slow, deliberate steps towards her, and she made a feeble attempt to escape by crawling backwards. "Stay away! Please leave me alone. I'm begging you," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of threats and pleas.
This feeling of power was intoxicating. I had never felt so dominant, so in control, even as a werewolf.
"What's the matter? I thought we were having fun," I sneered, and the horror in her eyes only delighted me further.
Just as I was about to pounce, Jane tried to scramble to her feet and make a run for it. But I was too quick, pinning her down effortlessly.
However, just as I was preparing myself for the final act, a voice shouted from behind, "Get off her now!!!" My heart skipped a beat. How did someone hear her?
I turned to face the newcomer, and a sly smile spread across my face. This was my lucky day.
"Bella," I said, immediately releasing Jane as my attention shifted to a more tantalizing prospect. Bella, the loveliest girl in our pack, stood before me. Her youthful beauty, at just 18 years old, had captivated every male in the pack. I had often found myself fantasizing about her. God knows how many times I have wanked myself just thinking about being with her and here she is right in front of me in the middle of the woods However unlike Jane, Bella always seems wiser than her age- knowing better to avoid the older ones in the pack especially the males but she has really made an unwise decision coming here, especially alone.
Her words dripped with disdain. "You should be utterly ashamed of yourself, trying to force yourself on a lady, especially one so young!" Yet, her furious tone only added to her allure.
I smirked, undeterred. "We were only having fun. Care to join?" Bella's response was a scathing frown, but my wolf reveled in her spirit. Her words, "In your wildest dream," sent a thrill through me. How did she know my dreams?
As I gazed at Bella, her stunning beauty struck me. Her curly red hair cascaded down her back like a fiery waterfall. But it was her physique that truly captivated me – curves that rivaled the goddess Aphrodite herself.
Bella's outfit accentuated her curves, leaving me mesmerized. Her tight white crop top hugged her plump breasts, while her slim, toned stomach beckoned attention. The beautiful innie of her navel was a delightful surprise. Her hips and waist seemed almost unreal, a perfect blend of slender and curvy.
The short, dark blue skirt she wore revealed her smooth, shapely legs, making it impossible not to admire her beauty. Jane, still crying on the floor, seemed forgotten in Bella's presence.
Bella rushed to Jane's side, helping her up. "Bella," Jane's voice trembled with relief.
"Don't worry, I'm getting you out of here," Bella reassured her, supporting Jane as she stood.
I watched, intrigued by Bella's naivety. Did she really think she could just intervene and end this?
There is no escaping for both of them. Even with them being two they are still no match for me. Jane wolf is weak while Bella hasn't activated her wolf power yet. I am stronger, faster and a lot hornier to let them go just like that, especially now that I have the girl of my wildest fantasy within my grasp.
After picking Jane up Bella was assisting her in walking when I blocked their path.
“What are you doing? Get out of our way," Bella frowned with a confident tone.
“I would have loved to do that but you see. I am hungry and I am not leaving here until I feed," I said with a wicked smile and lustful eyes.
Damian's POV "My apologies, brother," he said, his voice barely above a whisper."I am no fool," I said, my voice firm and reassuring. "Obviously, I can't base my trust completely on the word of a witch. I have also been doing my research, long ago, even before I met this witch. And what she said about the constellation and the spirits of the earth needing to be in unison is actually true."Tristan's eyes widened in surprise, and he took a step back, his expression stunned. "I didn't know about this," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.I smiled, a small, determined smile. "I told you, I love your sister. I am not leaving any stone unturned in making sure she comes back to us. You just have to believe in me," I said, my eyes locked onto Tristan's, my gaze intense and sincere.Tristan's expression softened, and he nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I do believe you, brother. It's just...I'm so anxious to see her again, after all these years. I want everything to be per
Brian's POV As soon as I was alone in my room, I let my guard down and broke down completely in tears. The weight of my responsibilities as the alpha, the pain of my father's death, and the anguish of losing Bella all came crashing down on me. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of despair, unable to keep my head above water.I had been putting on a brave face for my pack, pretending to be strong and in control, but the truth was that I felt weak and fragile inside. The memory of my father's lifeless body, the sound of Bella's screams as she was taken away from me, it all haunted me, taunting me with my own powerlessness."Bella," I called out in sorrow, my voice cracking with emotion. I remembered the way she was dragged away, her eyes pleading for me to save her, and I felt a fresh wave of guilt wash over me. I wanted to save her, I wanted to protect her, but I was powerless to stop it.I thought back to the promise I made to her, the promise to always be there to protect her, and
Bella's POV "As you say, my Lord Dracula," one of the witches, the leader, bowed her head to say, then turned to face her sisters. "Let us begin the ritual. Bring the sacrifice into the marked circle."The vampires moved to drag me towards the circle, and I struggled against them, but they were too strong. They tied me down, spread-eagled, and I felt a sense of desperation wash over me.One of the witches drew out an enchanted dagger, and I could feel its dark energy emanating from it. Another witch held my head in place, her grip like a vice, as she positioned me so that my throat was exposed.The leader of the witches began to chant, her voice rising and falling in a hypnotic rhythm. She consulted the stars and the ancestors, asking for their acceptance of the sacrifice. "Let the life force of this werewolf be exchanged for that of our beloved Selena," she intoned.Damian and Tristan, along with the rest of the vampires present, watched with eagerness, their eyes gleaming with anti
Bella's POV "Ahh!" I cried out as I was pushed forcefully into a dark, cramped cell by one of the vampires. I groaned as I landed painfully on the hard concrete floor, my body aching from the impact. I raised my head up to catch the man looking at me scornfully before he walked away, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the cold, damp air.The place was a nightmare. It was not only dark and cramped, but it was also smelling like rotten flesh and feces. I could even hear the sounds and noises of the rats running about, their scurrying feet and squeaks making my skin crawl. I never liked rats! I felt grossed out, but my feelings of fear and worry were higher on the scale.But even higher was the feeling of loneliness. I had no idea how far away from the borders of my pack I had been taken. Would I ever see my parents again? Would I ever see my best friend Jane again? Would I ever see my boyfriend Brian again? The thought of never seeing them again was like a knife to my heart, tw
Henry's POV Darkness. Pitch, black darkness! That's all I could see around me. It was so thick, like a dark cloud, I could practically touch it. Where exactly am I? I couldn't see anything until two small, glowy red balls with golden rings at the center, like the sun, suddenly appeared in the darkness. It was quite beautiful, but... What are those? Eyeballs?!"D...Damian," I called out, my voice shaking with fear. I could literally hear my own heartbeat, and it was racing with anxiety. "Is that you?"The silence was deafening, and it made my blood pressure increase. And then, the two glowy balls suddenly vanished, only to reappear dangerously close to me. A scary vampire face with long fangs extended, threatening to bite, appeared before me."Ahhhhh!" I screamed, totally startled. My heart was racing, and I felt like I was going to pass out.Just then, my eyes opened up, and I saw that it was just a dream. I felt a wave of relief wash over me, and my heartbeat gradually slowed down.
Brian's POV "Brian... wake up... Brian..." The soft, faint voice was like a gentle breeze in my ear, calling out to me from the darkness. I lay battered and bloodied on the cold floor, my guts practically spilling out of my stomach. Every inch of my body screamed in agony, and I couldn't even muster the strength to respond.But then, I heard it again. "Brian, please wake up. They have taken Bella... please, you have to wake up... we have to help her..." The mention of Bella's name was like a defibrillator to my heart. It sparked something inside me, and I felt a surge of energy coursing through my veins."Be...lla," I managed to whisper, my voice barely audible. I opened my eyes slightly, and Jane's blurry face came into view. She looked worried and stressed, her eyes red from crying.As my vision slowly cleared, so did my thoughts. Memories of the previous night's events came flooding back. We were celebrating Bella's birthday party when Henry showed up with a bunch of vampires. A f
Bella's POV "No, no, no, you can't please," I begged, my voice shaking with desperation. "Have mercy, please. It was because of me your life once spared once, please have mercy on us this once. I promise to do whatever you want. I promise to follow you, please just spare their lives." Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with Henry, my heart breaking at the thought of losing everyone I loved.Henry's expression remained unyielding, his voice dripping with contempt. "Sorry, love, but I can't make the mistake you did. When you have a chance to kill the snake, you make sure to crush all the eggs it has laid, unless one day when you least expect one of them would come for you." He turned to face the vampires, his voice rising in command. "What are you waiting for? Why are they still alive?"The vampires turned to Damian, their eyes seeking his approval before taking action. Henry's eyes narrowed, his body tensing up as he realized that Damian was the one in control, not him. For a mo
Bella's POV "What? What did I just say? Did I just call this vampire my mate?" I thought to myself, my mind reeling in shock. It can't be. It must be a mistake somewhere. I looked at the vampire, his eyes still locked on mine, and felt a shiver run down my spine."It's no mistake. He is our mate," a voice said in my head, causing a slight headache. I winced, rubbing my temples. What the...? Was I really hearing voices in my head now? Had the trauma of the day finally driven me mad?"You are not running mad. I am your wolf," the voice said again, and my eyes dilated in surprise. My wolf? Has my wolf really awakened? I had always known that I was a werewolf, but my wolf had never been active before."Yes. I have awakened. Our mate's presence was what brought me out of my slumber," my wolf said, her voice clear and strong in my mind. I felt a surge of emotions, shock, fear, and confusion. How could this be? How could this monster, this killer, be my fated mate?Looking at him again my h
Brian's POV I was consumed by a burning rage, my vision narrowed to a singular focus: Henry. My wrath and need for revenge had become an all-encompassing force, driving me forward with reckless abandon. I didn't notice the chaos around me, the snarls and growls of the vampires, the cries of my pack members. My sole objective was to reach Henry, to make him pay for his treachery.As I fought my way through the vampires, I caught sight of Henry engaged in a fierce battle. My eyes widened in horror as he struck down one of our own, a man who had once called him brother. The fact that he had committed such a heinous act sent a wave of fury coursing through my veins."I'll have his head for this!" I snarled, my claws extending as I charged forward. My rage pushed me to fight more fiercely, to take down any vampire who dared to stand in my way."I'll make him suffer before ending him," I vowed silently, my heart pounding with anticipation. I couldn't wait to get my hands on Henry, to make