ログインDominic.I was eager to run my hands down every part of her skin. I was hungry for the feel her vaginal walls clamped on my shaft. Being near her made me ravenous and almost erratic. I found it hard to believe that I could react this way just by being near her.The way her body was shaped made me accept that she was indeed for sex. She was petite but statuesque in physique. Her breasts were round and perky; her ass was loved shaped and her legs were curvy and shapely. The gold The gold piercing on her nipples added to allure. Her hair which I suspected was not her the real colour was dyed in a perfect shade of sea green.Most of all, I was mesmerised by her strength. She was a formidable fighter. I stared shamelessly at her body. I glanced down to her crotch area to see a small V-shaped tuft of dyed green hair. Her clothes laid tattered on the ground and I could tell from the way she effortlessly tore it off her body that she hated clothes on her body.She took my hand gently in he
Asher.“You have gained two million more followers,” Andrea said in a mixture of excitement and awe. Ever since my fight with Magnus Steele, my online popularity had increased and my public standing had been positively solidified.Magnus’ attack had greatly helped in my cause to topple the council.“You need to make more public appearances and let the people know that your government is untouchable,” Ava added as she gently swayed to the movement of the vehicle that conveyed us to the funeral of the talk show host, Lisa Barron.Her death was unintended. I felt a bit sorry for how she ended up but I did not really care for her in anyway or form. We had helped each other. She had interviewed me for more viewership for her brand and I needed her media powerhouse to help me with my popularity conquest.There were throngs of crowds at the cemetery and I anticipated the flashes of cameras as stepped out of the vehicle.High guards stepped up to shield me from the eager and hungry vultures
Sage.Some history lessons were filled with enlightenment while others were filled with dread and disbelief. The one Marcus just told me was filled with all of the above. I had been intrigued, disgusted and terrified all at once.“From what I can understand, other creatures from another dimension want to cross over to this one and wipe us out for the land filled magical resources.” I stated.“And enslave us because we are magical creatures ourselves. We came forth from the loins of gods.”
Vane.I realized through pain and humiliation that I was nothing. I realized through agony and discomfort that in the grand scheme of things, I did not matter.Hot metal of unknown substances had been driven through my body and my veins had been filled with a kind of hot fiery chemicals. It hurt me so much that I had passed in and out of consciousness until my body grew used to the blinding pain.The big red horned creature who called himself Saturn had told me that I was being reinvented into the perfect weapon. I was had been played and I had not even been aware of it.I had underestimated Alistair Thorne and I had paid dearly for it. I had assumed him weak and dismissed him as a threat once he had told me about his inability to transform into werewolf.Alistair had told me his life story when he had first met. Or he had told me what he wanted me to hear. He had lost his ability to shift into his wolf due to an accident that had almost killed him. he had paraded himself as some
Dominic.“They are not getting this place back,” I muttered angrily. “No matter how angrily they scribble it on the ground.” “It a sort of fear tactics,” Strahovsky replied.“We feel no fear, Doctor, just a lot of anger.” Kieran muttered and stood. “And disrespect.” Kieran walked out of the room and Sia, like a love starved puppy followed after him. Theirs was an unhealthy relationship but who was I to talk? There was nothing unhealthy about us. The people we loved either got hurt or died, we killed as much as we wanted and we knew that one day, death would come for us all and we welcomed his cold hands.Asher picked up the tab to continue his morbid watching of the experiments conducted on the little cubs.“Doctor Strahovsky,” I called. “I still feel burns in places that I cannot describe,” I revealed.“Yes, that will be your wolf core or spirit.” The doctor replied. “There is nothing science can do for you in that department sadly. I can only heal the body not the mind or soul.”
Dominic.I could still feel the phantom burn of those damned fire wolves on my face, back and arms. I did not believe that I was going to survive my encounter with them but I was here alive and still breathing. I had Kieran to thank for his ruthless takeover of this facility called the Den. The place had come in useful and had literarily saved my life. Physically, I was better but mentally, I was scarred and it was going to take a while before my mind fully healed.I felt like something was still on fire in me but I could not point at what it was. The Den had a resting area. It was very well furnished and had comfortable couches to sit on. But I was thrown off by how white everything was. The walls, the ceilings, the tables and the art pictures o
Sage.I had always known Kieran for his ruthlessness and still I had loved him deeply. I had loved him because he was true to himself. He had become Alpha Primus through sheer will, power and bloodshed. He was greatly feared. Out of the three Alphas he was the least challenged.According to the
I went to my closet, feeling more energized and alive than I had in years. For the first time in what felt like forever, I had a purpose beyond my next party or political maneuver. I rifled through my extensive wardrobe and
Mason looked at me with genuine confusion written all over his face, his brow furrowing in a way that created deep lines across his forehead. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I never laid eyes on Sage before or after she left,” he repli
The interior of the Fortress was nothing like I’d expected. From the outside, it looked like a medieval castle frozen in time, but inside? It was unexpectedly high-tech, like stepping into some kind of military command center disguised as historical architecture







