LOGINConfusion weighed heavily on Victoria’s mind.
For a long time, she couldn’t organize her thoughts, much less come up with a plan. Her body felt far too weak. Somewhere deep inside, instinct warned her not to make any reckless move. If she tried to escape now, she would only be caught again. Worse, the vampires would become even more careful and make sure she never got another chance. So she waited. She stayed completely still, keeping her breathing slow and steady as she searched for the right moment to escape. A short while later, voices drifted into her ears. “Go check if the woman is awake,” one vampire said. “If she is, we’ll have to give her more wolfsbane. If not, we can rest for a while. We still have a long way to go before we reach the border.” Another vampire answered in a calm but cautious voice. “You know we can’t keep filling her with wolfsbane. She doesn’t have a wolf to clear the poison from her body. Relax. The amount we gave her should keep her unconscious for at least twelve days. By then, we’ll already be far away.” “You’re too careless.” The third vampire sounded annoyed. Something struck a nearby rock with a loud clatter. From the sound alone, Victoria guessed someone had thrown away a leg bone from whatever animal they had just finished eating. Although vampires mainly survived on blood, they weren’t limited to drinking it. Fresh meat gave them energy for much longer. Blood was quickly digested, leaving them hungry again after only a few hours. Since they were traveling with an unconscious werewolf, they couldn’t stop often to hunt. Their best option was to eat as much as possible whenever they found prey. “I’m not being careless,” the calmer vampire replied. “I just wanted us to eat properly.” “We’ve been traveling for days. We can’t stay in the sky the whole time. Werewolves have excellent eyesight. They’ll notice us sooner or later.” He paused before continuing. “If they guess where we’re heading and prepare an ambush before we reach the border, we’ll have a real problem.” “And by now, the entire werewolf kingdom probably knows vampires entered their territory.” “They’re hunting us.” “The borders will be heavily guarded.” “We need to save as much strength as possible if we want to break through.” The angry vampire let out a quiet grunt. “When you put it that way… you’re right.” “Should I hunt another animal before we leave? We can eat more now and build up our strength.” No answer came. Silence settled over the forest. Victoria guessed the other vampire had simply shaken his head. Everything became quiet again. Even with her eyes closed, she could tell it was still night. The forest was wrapped in darkness. The vampires hadn’t lit a fire. That wasn’t surprising. They could see perfectly well in the dark, and their cold bodies didn’t need warmth. A campfire would only reveal their location to the werewolves searching for them or to dangerous monsters roaming the forest. Night belonged to vampires. That thought alone stopped Victoria from taking any risks. If they discovered she was awake, they would simply drug her again. From what she had overheard, another dose of wolfsbane might destroy her only chance of escaping. They were already getting close to the kingdom’s border. This was her last opportunity. She just needed to wait for the right moment. Think… Come on, Victoria. There has to be something. She searched desperately for a plan. Nothing came. The vampires had just finished eating. They were stronger than ever. She, on the other hand, felt weaker than a newborn pup. She couldn’t even scratch them. How was she supposed to escape? So she waited. When morning arrived, one of the vampires threw her over his shoulder like a sack of grain. Pain shot through her body. She almost cried out. Instead, she bit her lip so hard it hurt and stayed silent. The three vampires suddenly stopped. Had they noticed? Her heart pounded inside her chest. She forced herself to stay calm. If her heartbeat became too fast, they would realize she was awake. Thankfully, her body didn’t betray her. Her breathing stayed slow and weak. The lingering effects of the wolfsbane made her look exactly like someone still unconscious. The vampires dismissed her slight movement as nothing more than a reflex. One of them even laughed. Perhaps they thought she was pitiful. Too weak to fight back. Victoria couldn’t argue with that. At that moment, she really was helpless. They continued moving through the forest. Whenever they sensed werewolves nearby, they climbed high into the trees and hid among the thick branches until the danger passed. Victoria never moved. Several times she sensed werewolves nearby. None of them were strong enough. If she tried to escape now, the vampires would simply kill the nearby warriors before capturing her again. She couldn’t let innocent people die because of her. So she endured. Day after day, she became better at pretending to be unconscious. They tossed her around carelessly, but she never reacted. Thankfully, the vampires never crossed another line. They never touched her inappropriately. Knowing that gave Victoria the strength to remain patient. She could endure a little longer. “In two days the wolfsbane will begin wearing off,” the vampire walking ahead reminded the others. “We’ll need to inject her again.” “Don’t forget.” “Yeah, yeah.” The vampire carrying Victoria sounded irritated. “I heard you.” Without warning, leaves rustled nearby. All three vampires instantly jumped into the upper branches of a massive tree, disappearing into the thick canopy without making another sound. A strange scent drifted through the air. It smelled like crushed herbs. Someone nearby was spraying an herbal mixture. Victoria’s nose twitched. The fine powder almost made her sneeze. She quickly held her breath until the urge passed. A few moments later, soft voices echoed through the forest. Werewolf patrols. Her heart skipped a beat. That meant they were still inside werewolf territory. She listened carefully. One voice. Two. Three. Four. Only four warriors. Not enough. The thought came immediately. Four ordinary werewolves couldn’t defeat three powerful vampires, especially while protecting an unconscious hostage. Time was running out. She remembered what the vampires had said. Tomorrow they would inject her with another dose of wolfsbane. If that happened, escaping would become almost impossible. Judging from how quickly they were moving, they were already close to the border. Fear tried to take hold of her. She pushed it aside. Slowly, she calmed her breathing again and conserved every bit of strength she had left. Her body had entered survival mode. The wolfsbane was still dulling her senses enough to fool the vampires into thinking she was unconscious. But behind those closed eyes, her mind remained completely awake, waiting for the one chance that might save her.Maxwell only shrugged when he caught Carlisle's accusing gaze, heavy with killing intent and hostility. He could already feel Carlisle's wolf bristling, fury coiling thick in the air around them.Yet Maxwell remained unfazed. They were both Alphas—possessive, domineering, and fiercely territorial. Sharing a mate went against everything their instincts dictated. Their minds might understand what was important and what they needed to do, but their primal nature would never easily adapt to such an arrangement, one that defied the very beliefs, practices, and instincts of their kind.Even so, Maxwell knew he had done nothing wrong. Being physically intimate with their mate wasn't a betrayal; it was a natural urge, a need, a craving deeply ingrained in every werewolf with a fated mate. That truth applied not only to him, but to Victoria as well.Seeing both Carlisle and Sylas lingering outside Victoria's door could only mean one thing: they, too, were restless, their rut was beginning to s
But at the same time, guilt pulled at the back of his mind; everyone else was already out working in the fields, and here he was, losing himself. Still, he couldn't just walk away like this, not when the fire in his veins refused to die down.The indecision made Carlisle's gut churn, but his body seemed to know its own priority; his hand moved again, stroking his cock. Yet compared to Victoria's pussy, his grip felt a little rough and unsatisfying, and the friction was threatening to leave him raw and blistered.It wasn't enough. His other hand pressed against his forehead as he leaned back onto the bed, chest rising and falling heavily with ragged breaths.Then, through the mindlink, Sylas's voice suddenly broke in—hoarse, strained, and breathless. "Alpha Carlisle… I think I'm in trouble…"Frustrated and already on edge, Carlisle almost snapped back at him, but managed to grind out, "What's wrong?""I think… I might… go into rut soon," Sylas admitted, his voice thick with strain."Wa
"Maxwell, let me bathe on my own. You should take care of yourself more…" Victoria said helplessly."No, baby. Let me take care of you. This is the least I can do…" Maxwell murmured as he pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek from behind. For a moment, Victoria almost felt touched—until he added teasingly, "After all, you took care of me earlier…"His innuendo wasn't lost on her, and she couldn't help but playfully roll her eyes. Who would've thought that the man everyone knew as a cold, indifferent iceberg of a man could turn out to be so mischievous and playful at times?Victoria playfully rolled her eyes but let Maxwell have his way. Without realizing it, she was slowly getting used to his closeness. As the saying goes, proximity breeds familiarity, familiarity breeds comfort, and comfort inevitably gives rise to feelings. It almost felt like Maxwell was treating her like a frog in warm water, being boiled little by little, while she—the frog—stayed in the pot without even noticing.A
Even in his exhaustion, he still thought of her first. That simple care warmed Victoria's chest in a way nothing else could."Y-Yeah…" Victoria managed, her voice hoarse, dry, almost grating, as if every moan and cry had scraped her throat raw."Alright, don't push yourself too hard. Let me wash you up a little and carry you back to bed," Maxwell said, still catching his breath as he reluctantly pulled out of Victoria. He glanced down, groaning low in his throat at the sight of his still-hard cock coated with her juices, his eyes darkening with desire all over again. "Ugh…" he bit his lip, fighting the urge to dive right back in.Instead, he lifted Victoria onto the sink, gently spreading her legs apart. Victoria let him do as he pleased, her chest rising and falling as she watched him. His gaze dropped between her thighs, fixating on the slow trickle of his thick white cum seeping from her folds.When his eyes finally rose back to hers, a smug, satisfied grin tugged at his lips—equal
"Let it out, baby… cum as much as you want," Maxwell murmured, gently tilting her face toward him. When he saw her reddened eyes, his chest tightened, and he leaned in to press a soft kiss against her lips. He wanted her to feel it, to know he would stand by her side, protecting her so that nothing like the past would ever haunt her again."Shh… don't cry, baby," he whispered against her skin. "Just feel me inside you. Don't think about the sadness anymore. From now on, I'll be here, protecting you through every storm."But hearing him say that only made Victoria's tears spill faster. Her back wasn't the only place scarred—her heart and soul bore wounds just as deep. And yet, hearing Maxwell's vow in the midst of their intimacy struck straight into her chest.It didn't feel like empty pillow talk whispered in the height of passion; his words carried sincerity. Against her will, Victoria felt her heart open—just a little—to him."Good girl… just let your body feel it. Let go of your wo
"Ah—Maxwell!" Victoria moaned, her voice breaking into a ragged gasp. Her eyes fluttered shut as that familiar sensation struck deep, sending waves of heat rushing through her.Something was building inside her core, the tingling overflow consuming her senses. Her toes curled uncontrollably; she was teetering on the very edge."Baby, are you close? Are you cumming? Tell me how you're feeling… hmm?" Maxwell murmured against her thigh, his voice vibrating against her skin and sending shivers through her body.The sound of his voice alone pulled her closer to the edge. Victoria was about to break, but being vocal during sex had never been her nature. The most she ever managed were a few words, little fragments meant less to express herself and more to signal her partner when she was about to cum, just so they'd ease up and keep her from losing control completely.Because every climax left her nerves unraveling, pleasure so intense it threatened to make her pass out if her mate didn't giv
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