LOGIN*DORIAN*My lips move over hers slowly to savor her taste as it explodes in my mouth. My hands travel down to the the swell of her breasts and I pinch her taut nipple straining against the fabric of her dress. She lets out a gasp and I take the chance to slip my tongue.I feel her hands palm their way up my torso before finally wrapping around neck and I smile against her mouth.She moans into my mouth, the sound sending blood rushing to my groin and my cock twitches painfully.Fuck.In one swift motion, I flip her under me and take my time to look at her.Her lips are swollen and her eyes...fuck. I can see the desire in them.She's goddamn beautiful.I lower my mouth to her neck, teasing her to find her sweet spot.She suddenly moans, her fingers digging into my hair.I smirk. Found it.My lips travel to the swell of her breasts and I swallow a groan.I take a moment to admire them.They are so soft and rounded.I bury my face in the soft mounds and let's out a groan of satisfacti
*DORIAN* I stagger through the quiet hallways, making my way to my room. I barely make it in before my knees give away and I collapse. Someone screams, the sound aggravating the ache and I try to lift my eyelids but they feel too heavy. I finally manage to lift them to find myself on my bed with a wet cloth pressed on my forehead. Just as I wonder who manage to drag me to the bed, my gaze darts to a figure hovering above me and hand reaching for me. Callum's words flash in my head and in a moment of panic, I lunge without thinking, grabbing the person by the throat. “Who are you?! Did he send you to finish the work?!” “I-It's A-Alera,” the person manages to choke out. “No one sent me.” I release her the moment I recognize her voice. “Alera, is that really you?” I asks cautiously and she shuffle in my left, soon the candle light comes on, illuminating the dark room. Alera stands before me, nursing her neck and avoiding my eyes. A moment of silence passes between us as she
*DORIAN* My nose press against the grass as I prowl deeper into the wood, filtering scent after scent. Still I can't trace her scent. It’s as if she vanished from existence. A low growl rumbles deep in my chest as frustration claws at me, sharp and relentless, my wolf growing more agitated with each seconds that passes. Thunder rumbles above me and Lightning strikes the sky like a pitchfork, soon rain starts to pour in torrents. I run deeper into the forest, pushing further than before despite my wolf's detest for getting his fur wet. My movements grow more erratic, more desperate, until finally I come to a halt, chest heaving, eyes scanning the empty woods. I smell nothing just the scent of rain and earth. My claws dig into the earth as suspicion coils inside of me. Octavia definitely is incapable of handing Freya to the hunters. A name surfaces in my mind. Callum. My wolf stills for a fraction of a second before the rage returns tenfold, and without another thought, I
*DORIAN*I stagger through the quiet hallways, making my way to my room. I barely make it in before my knees give away and I collapse. Someone screams, the sound aggravating the ache and I try to lift my eyelids but they feel too heavy.I finally manage to lift them to find myself on my bed with a wet cloth pressed on my forehead.Just as I wonder who manage to drag me to the bed, my gaze darts to a figure hovering above me and hand reaching for me.Callum's words flash in my head and in a moment of panic, I lunge without thinking, grabbing the person by the throat.“Who are you?! Did he send you to finish the work?!”“I-It's A-Alera,” the person manages to choke out. “No one sent me.”I release her the moment I recognize her voice.“Alera, is that really you?” I asks cautiously and she shuffle in my left, soon the candle light comes on, illuminating the dark room.Alera stands before me, nursing her neck and avoiding my eyes.A moment of silence passes between us as she takes a
*DORIAN*My nose press against the grass as I prowl deeper into the wood, filtering scent after scent.Still I can't trace her scent. It’s as if she vanished from existence.A low growl rumbles deep in my chest as frustration claws at me, sharp and relentless, my wolf growing more agitated with each seconds that passes. Thunder rumbles above me and Lightning strikes the sky like a pitchfork, soon rain starts to pour in torrents.I run deeper into the forest, pushing further than before despite my wolf's detest for getting his fur wet. My movements grow more erratic, more desperate, until finally I come to a halt, chest heaving, eyes scanning the empty woods.I smell nothing just the scent of rain and earth.My claws dig into the earth as suspicion coils inside of me. Octavia definitely is incapable of handing Freya to the hunters.A name surfaces in my mind.Callum. My wolf stills for a fraction of a second before the rage returns tenfold, and without another thought, I shift bac
*DORIAN*The cold air brushes my skin as I take a quiet stroll to relieve the tension in my muscles. My sharp hearing picks up a whimper and I turn in the direction of the sound. Alera 's form is slumped over a wooden bench bench, her face buried in her hands as her shoulders shake with quiet, broken sobs.My feet takes me to her on their own and I find myself crouching in front of her. She stiffens and slowly lift her teary face. Her eyes are red and puffy like she's been crying for a long time.Something tighten in my chest unexpectedly, catching me off guard and I lift my hand to stroke her hair...comfort her. But before I can do so, She recoils and scoots away from my touch as if I would burn her and that action of hers sent a pang of pain through my heart. “You shouldn't be here,” she murmurs, her voice barely audible. I drop my hand from where she had left if hanging mid air and exhales. “I can't leave you her all by yourself, especially now that I... ”I trail of
*FREYA*The days that followed blurred together, most of them spent at Rhea’s place.I knew she had probably heard the rumors about Octavia’s pregnancy that had been hanging in the air for a while now, but thankfully she didn’t ask about it. Instead, she guided me through my training, helping me di
*FREYA*The days that followed blurred together, most of them spent at Rhea’s place.I knew she had probably heard the rumors about Octavia’s pregnancy that had been hanging in the air for a while now, but thankfully she didn’t ask about it. Instead, she guided me through my training, helping me di
*LEONIDAS*Freya’s words haunt me for the rest of the day , chasing sleep away from my eyes, clouding my thoughts even as I sit in the grand hall. Every time I close my eyes, I see her again.The way she stood there, so small but unyielding, her back straight despite the weight of every accusing
*FREYA*Lyra steps in front of me, her kohl lined eyes shooting daggers at Leo. “She is not going anywhere with you,” She hisses, gritting her teeth.The room goes silent, even Octavia's wails reduce to tremors. Leonidas's jaw clenches as he grind out. “I'm not referring to you, Lyra.”She crosse







