Rhea opens her eyes fearfully as she notices no awful, sharp pain. In fact, the scent of Callisto doesn't really seem scary anymore, even mingled with the strong smell of blood. And what she finds is the Lycan King in human shape, full of his enemy's blood, standing right in front of her, a few inches away.She blinks a few times, noticing that although he has returned to human shape, his glowing eyes seem distant.“Callisto…” The name escapes low tone, but he doesn't answer her, or respond to her sweet voice.All Callisto does is stretch his hand to her shoulders, more specifically to the bite mark on her neck. She holds her breath when notices him moving closer, attaching her body to his bare, blood-stained skin. Callisto's warmth and scent is so cozy that she allows herself to close her eyes.Callisto brings his nose to her neck and inhales that scent deeply, which elicits a grunt deep in his throat. They're so close that she can feel his erection against her belly. The way Callist
Callisto's fingernails beat on the wooden table in a rhythm that's orderly even though his mind is far away. Despite his best efforts, he's unable to recall the moment he lost control. His head is completely blank. It's as if he didn't do it. In fact, if the circumstances were different, and he was told by someone else that he did such a thing, he wouldn't believe it.But Callisto's thoughts are interrupted when Skôll comes into the room and looks angry, just like he did when he arrived at the festival. His hair is wavy and rubs against his white eyelashes, which don't match his wild appearance. He's standing with half-closed eyes and crossed arms, relieving pheromones that Callisto could sense, even if he were on the other side of the Sacred Forest.“Esfeors' eldest son awaits you in the main hall.”“Who is that?” Callisto yawns, feeling sleepy as his frantic thoughts give him a break. He had not been able to sleep for a single moment since returning to the palace with Rhea. His bloo
Rhea seals her lips tightly and presses her knees together, feeling her heart hammering hard against her chest.What is Callisto doing here? Her mind tries to connect with reason, but his pheromones are reacting to hers… Which makes her even more intoxicated.“Rhea?” Callisto insists in a husky voice, entering the room.She closes her eyes and wonders why that man is taking so long. Caezar said he would get the things she asked for, such as chains and a pheromone suppressor, which he said might be in his vast arsenal of medicines. However, he has not returned yet. Fortunately, being a human, he cannot smell her or identify that the heat is approaching. But with Callisto… it's different with him.After all, his pheromones are hard to resist.Rhea had never smelled such an inviting and pleasing scent before. Even during the heat, the smells of the surrounding alphas had always been nauseating. Her body had never responded to
Callisto grunts with response, letting his pheromone get even stronger and make her gasp. It gets so intense that Rhea tries to press her knees together to relieve the feeling between her legs, but Callisto's body prevents her from closing them. She leans in, grabbing his neck to stand up and bring their bodies even closer together.Upon opening her eyes, she observes that his irises are glimmering with an intense yellow hue, igniting with a strong desire, and that the tips of his canines appear to be larger than usual. This doesn't scare her — in fact, it makes her even more aroused.Rhea moves her hips, as if she's trying to ride. And indeed she is, even if the clothes are still in the way. This makes even Callisto unable to hold back the hoarse, guttural moan that escapes from deep in his throat. Without thinking much about it, he reaches for her mouth, pulling her lower lip between his teeth in a soft but tempting way.She extends her tongue outward, m
“What am I?” Rhea’s forehead is frowning, as are her eyebrows and lips, which were groaning pleasantly earlier. “You looked like you were in the heat, but that shouldn't be so...” “I told you didn't have to worry about that.” She shouts out the words as if they were bitter, trying to extricate herself from his arms, which don't move a single inch despite her efforts. Yes, he's right — the heat shouldn't be that way... But when it comes to Rhea, things don't happen like they do with the other she-wolves. Rhea is cursed, after all. Now, it's Callisto's expression that shuts, “Is this how you thank those who help you?” Rhea gives a sarcastic laugh, “For someone who was only helping, you seem to enjoy yourself quite a bit, my King.” Callisto swallows dryly, processing her words intently. “You're right... How did you do that?” Rhea feels a twinge of discomfort and turns her back to him, even though her legs are weak and threaten to collapse at any moment. However, Callisto prevents
Callisto is looking at the mess he has made in his chambers by the mere possibility of Rhea wrapping herself in the arms of another man. The thought is intolerable… An anger that spreads through his body in flaming force… Something that seems beyond his control, beyond his understanding. How is it possible that he feels this way? Why his chest be taken by possessiveness, by such greedy?Rhea with another man? He will not let that happen.He will not let Rhea be with another man.“She's mine.” Callisto says between a deep, guttural growl in his throat. His beast is out of control these days… he almost sounds like a fucking werewolf that loses himself with the arrival of the full moon.“What the hell is this?” Skôll's voice comes in pure shock, but immediately alleviate him. Callisto would hate to admit it, but being alone with his demons is tormenting him.“I can't recognize myself, Skôll.” Callisto collapses on the mattress, sinking his head into his hands that rest on his knees. “I'm
The sun was setting on the horizon, hiding behind the barren mountains, when Callisto came out from the Capital in his full lunar form — a giant wolf with black fur and yellow eyes so intense they looked like amber. Sneaky, fast, and agile, he went to meet the pack of beasts reported by the vigilantes. Apparently, a pack of salamanders is approaching the Sacred Forest considerably fast. As the name suggests, this is an area where the beasts are incapable of entering. Actually, incapable is the wrong word. Beasts are naturally repelled by it, so their number grows as they get further away from the forest, and that means more danger. That's the reason the Lycans found refuge near the Forest after being exiled to the Bestiary Continent. But recently, Callisto has noticed that the number of beasts approaching the Sacred Forest has increased. In the last month, he had to fight creatures of all sizes, including these salamanders, which have a humanoid upper body with two arms and a head th
Rhea's mind is completely blank. She can't resist Callisto's pheromones, which seem as inebriating as wine. Her nails slide down his bare thigh, scratching the tanned skin. She also rubs her lips together, flavoring the taste of his skin, and she moans as it tasted like the most delicious thing in the world.This makes Callisto shiver and draws the eyes of Rhea, who is now sitting on her own legs, struggling against the short cuffs on her wrists. Her eyes are completely wet, glistening in a mixture of deep desire and lust, but her gaze is soft and almost desperate — a real torture for Callisto, who feels his heart beating even more strongly.She returns her lips to his thigh, moving dangerously upward, dragging her tongue so that it leaves a wet path to his popping hipbone. Now she's getting on her knees, getting to the perfect height to hold his hips and rub her teeth on the curve the eight packs make in his abs. Again, she raises her eyes, seeing the way his eyes are glowing brightl