He hasn’t come back. I guess I should be grateful for that. That at least he’s decided it’s futile to continue fucking me rather than force me to endure it just because he can.I’m laying on the floor, staring at the bare walls. Perhaps, if I were more concerned for my own wellbeing, I would have requested a better room. An actual bed. But I’d rather this was how it was. I’m a prisoner after all. I’m not going to pretend otherwise, even for the sake of small comforts.Lira hasn’t come back. I feel a pang of guilt because I know Knox has hurt her. Perhaps I should have been kinder to her but still, she wasn’t helping me, she did the bare minimum.A She-Wolf brought me food. She looked more than a little frightened as she appeared, and she pretty much tossed the bowl onto the floor, before running.I ate it but as soon as the food hit my belly, I was puking it back up as if something in it was poisonous and as my gut wrenches, my fear spikes that that is his new plan. To force me to mis
I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe she’s gone. I’ve smashed up my entire office and half the Residency because I lost control and my Wolf took over.Cain is in the infirmary. He’s alive. Though barely. They did a good job of gutting him, but my brother is better than that. Layla and Savannah sit beside his bed. Waiting for him to wake up but in truth we know he won’t. Not for a while. His Wolf is healing him and until that is done, he’ll stay as he is. Asleep.I try not to let the frustration rage because right now I need him. I need my brother. My mate needs him too.I can’t mind-link her, she’s too far away, too distant but that doesn’t stop me from feeling every emotion that wracks through her, every flash of fear, of pain but most of all I feel it when he’s touching her, violating her. Perhaps that’s why my Wolf went berserk.Perhaps.Only, now I feel nothing. Like she’s been abused so much it won’t register. Or worse, he doesn’t need to now because he’s got what he
I can hear noises. Water dripping from somewhere. People walking about on the floors above. Wood creaking. I’m hanging by arms. Suspended from something in the ceiling. They put something over my head so I can’t see.I keep calling out for Aeron. Calling out for Cain too but neither of them respond. Perhaps I’m too far away, but it feels like they’ve done something to block the connection.I whimper. My hands feel so numb it hurts. My toes only just touch the floor. There’s no need to hold me like this, and yet it tells me everything I need to know about what’s going to happen.A door opens. It creaks so loudly. My hair stands on end and I hold my breath as if keeping silent might make me invisible. Might make me disappear.Someone steps up to me, barely inches from where I am, I feel their presence. I can hear their breathing too. It’s low, steady, deep. Another set of footsteps tells me we’re not alone. That there’s now three of us.Whatever is covering my head is yanked off and I bl
We’re having a picnic. A family get together of sorts. Aeron and Cain have let me do it all and I’ll admit, I’m both excited and nervous, because I want to impress them. I want to give them something.Savannah and Layla are sat drinking champagne. Dylan is talking to Cain and for the first time, I’m realising that he’s not just my guard. That he’s my family too. That everyone here is now my family.I glance at Layla. She’s deep in conversation with her mum. I wonder what she and Dylan fight about and for a moment I think back to what Savannah said, about us, about me and Aeron and Cain and that us working through our issues has helped them. I hope it has.“What are you thinking, Pet?” Aeron murmurs. He’s beside me. So close I can feel his breath on my skin. It’s strange to be here, in such an informal setting with him lounging like he’s the kind of man that just lounges.“Are you not reading my thoughts?” I reply.He shakes his head. “I try not to. Not anymore.”“Really?” I say surpris
They don’t come for hours. I try to sleep, I try to switch off, but I don’t even get close. I take a shower, a long one, a cold one but it makes little difference. After lying in my bed feeling like I’m festering, I get up and grab the werewolf book they gave me feeling like I might as well do something useful to distract myself.When I hear their footsteps, I’m halfway through a chapter on adolescents and what I’m learning is more than alarming because apparently the more powerful the Wolf the sooner they can transform, with the earliest recorded being at ten years old. Ten. If one of my children suddenly flips into a Wolf at ten, I don’t know what I think I’d do.The door opens as I’m pulling a face and Aeron and Cain are there, smouldering in their deliciousness. Suddenly it’s like a flame is lit in me and I let out a moan as I half toss the book.“She wants us again.” Cain says in a tone that should make me blush, only it doesn’t, I’m too lost in my haze to think of it.I’m on my
Walking away from her right now feels like the hardest thing to do. I can feel it, the mate-bond. It’s calling to me too. Urging me to race up those stairs, to grab my mate and fuck her over and over until I’m out of semen entirely.I glance at Aeron and I can see he’s feeling the same. We’re both on edge. We both need our mate.And yet, we’re here. Stood outside the office. Knowing that for the next few hours we’re going to be hauled up, talking about treaties and defences and in reality a lot of things neither of us give a shit about right now.“We could….” I say before I stop myself.“No.” Aeron replies. “We can’t keep him waiting. And we have to do everything to protect her.”I nod. He’s right. I know he is. Even when my body is screaming at me that he’s wrong. That we’re both wrong. That what we have to do is go and fuck our mate senseless.Aeron growls. It’s low. But we both recognise it. The need. The want.“Let’s get this over with.” He says as he pushes the door open.Juan is