Zelle’s POV
I wanted Drake, I wanted so much more of him. What he did was great, but I still hadn’t had him how I really wanted him. Sure he tastes great and his cock is so big, the piercing just made me want to lick it again. I loved the way I made his eyes roll back when I flicked his piercing with my tongue.
He returned to the packhouse with Blake and Thadeus and some little vampire girl whose eyes only ever left Drake to bore into me. I’m sitting in bed with my ice cream hoping that he’ll come up. I want to finish what we started, but I can’t help the jealousy that hits me at the thought of him downstairs with the vampire. I finish my ice cream and pout. Why is he still not up here? Eventually exhaustion gets me and I fall into a fitful sleep…
It’s dark an
I opted for a double update today and I will be working on setting up a writing schedule for myself so that I an update both this book and A Hope for Moonlight more regularly. I plan on starting on the second book in each series shortly. Comments and reviews are always appreciated.
Zelle’s POV He’s so fucking hot when he orders me around, and surprisingly tame for what I had expected of him. Not that it wasn’t hot and I’m sure that if I didn’t have shifter healing my ass would still sting this morning. I slept better than ever in his arms and when I wake up I am cradled against his chest, head tucked under his chin and he is sleeping soundly. I hate to have to get out of bed, but I have to pee. I shift my body and his arms pull me tightly to him. “Good morning, kitten” he grumbles, his usual deep raspy voice is even more so when heavy with sleep. I lean up and place a kiss on his lips. “I have to get up, gorgeous!” I whisper against his lips. He claims my lips with his, wrapping me in a tight embrace. “
Author”s Note: This is long overdue, but I wanted to thank those of you who have read this far and those of you have been patiently awaiting updates. For over a year now my life has been a mess…I lost one Grandmother and with her, my day job, only to have mental health issues for both myself and my children become an issue, along with financial strain and struggling to find work (I still do not have a day job at this time), I am still struggling a lot and my other grandmother also passed away this past autumn. Despite all that is happening I do intend to continue writing, but I have not been feeling the werewolf genre lately. I will continue with sporadic updates as inspiration strikes, but will also be working on developing some ideas that are dancing around in my head into stories. I have been feeling strongly called to bring my LGBTQ+ characters to the forefront. I may in the future write a more in depth story better chronicling Ashe’s story, however, I am not going to gu
Drake’s POVThe lights of London have disappeared behind us as the jet that carries us crosses the Atlantic. Why the fuck the goddess had mated me to our pack’s most gifted diplomat is beyond me. Sonja is gorgeous with fiery red hair and perfect curves. Her emerald eyes and full lips make her just that much more of a temptress. Thankfully, I am an exceptional warrior and even served as the trusted guard of our Luna when her usual guard was indisposed.My childhood sucked! I am the hybrid son of a werewolf and vampire. Not long after my mother gave birth to me my father was murdered by an Alpha who claimed that my mother was his mate. My mother had been a fated mate to my father, but this alpha apparently also had been fated to my mother. My mother feared the man at first,but the mate
2 Years laterZelle’s POVTwo months until I turn 18. I think once I do I am skipping town. Maybe I’ll head out to California or up to the mountains of Colorado. I need to put distance between the Blackfang Pack and their horrible Alpha. Alpha Fredrick is vile. I haven’t ever met him in person but any man who thinks he can claim and own a woman especially as a play for power has to be vile. Alpha Fredrick became an Alpha when I was three years old when he murdered his father and uncle and cousins and enslaved his own aunt, mother and sister so yeah, there is that too. I always intended to run before he got his hands on me because I was promised to the 20 year old man before I was even 4 years old. He’s 34 now and I heard that he has a fated mate who bore him 5 children and has been enslaved by him for just the purpose of meeting
Drake’s POVI bloody well heard what the fuck she said. That little minx isn’t fooling me, she may disguise herself, but the mate bond will give her away every time. I smirk to myself right before I grab her wrist “What was that?” I stare at her intensely. The scent of her arousal has my wolf ready to pounce on her and take her right here. She has no idea how much restraint I am showing with her.Her explanation is bullshit, but I’ll let her think we are fooled “Chocolate all around!” I say and don’t miss the fresh scent of her deepening arousal. She may not realize it yet, but the bond is working it’s magic. Just the sound of my voice gets her wet and I want a taste. She retreats to the back and I hear her give our order to the cook then the back door opens and closes. I ex
Zelle’s POVToni banged on the door again “Zelle, this is shit! Talk to me! What the fuck with all the weirdness!”I ignore him. Tears stream down my cheeks. I had to close the notebook before I blurred the lines of poetry that my brother had written. I unfolded the letter written in the same elegant script that had been on the outside of the box and read it a third time“Dearest Azalea, I do not write to you on my own behalf although I would be lying if I were to say that I don’t desire you. It is on behalf of your brother that I write. You wanted my promise that your brothers are safe and happy and whilst they are safe and I do my best to provide a happy atmosphere they miss you. Zeke is especially forlorn at times and wi
Drake’s POVToni is a bloody fucking git! I wanted to pound him into the floor, but Azalea managed to make me laugh several times while helping her load her belongings and I couldn’t miss that whenever I did she would clench her thighs together a little and I could smell that delectable sweetness that pooled between her legs. She gets turned on by my laughter and smiles…oh, this could work out really well. I cock a brow at her as she tosses a backpack on top of her trash bag of clothing and box of miscellaneous items. “That’s all?” I ask her as she hops in the passenger seat.“Yeah, I never intended to stay so I didn't want to accumulate too much stuff” she shrugs and the action raises her ample breasts a fraction. Goddess how I want to bury my face in her bosom. &lsqu