Clayton furiously looked down at the three wolves, who turned out to be rogues, that he managed to overpower, who were threatening Amarah, after he transformed back to human form. He nodded at the Delta soldiers that he had called over, silently telling them to put them inside the security chambers.
He will deal with them after the festival is over.
As what he had planned the past few days, he had Amarah accompany Matt and Lily, making sure that she’s with someone the whole time. Giving in to the demands of the alphas who are clamoring to see her, Clayton waited until the king had arrived before inviting Amarah to join them for lunch.
“It is an honor to meet you, Your Majesty,” Amarah said warmly as she bowed in front of the king formally after Clayton introduced her. “I’ve been looking forward meeting you since Clayton has been telling me stories of your great feat.”
King Atticus nodded and held out his hand to her.
Clayton finally went out from his car a little after midnight. He looked towards his house and saw that all the lights are still on. He rubbed his forehead to relieved himself from the headache he is currently feeling after having a conference with the alphas and the king.The three wolves who dared try to mark Amarah was from a rebel pack from the North, The Red Fang Howlers. After finally beating some cooperation into them, they finally revealed that they were tasked by their alpha upon hearing that the girl connected to the prophecy is within his territory. The three were the top warriors of the pack and he held himself well enough to not beat them to death.He saw no remorse in their eyes as they were being chained inside the prison chambers. One of them in fact bragged to him arrogantly that he was able to mark the girl and he would die a hero’s death for what he had done.“The girl could not be marked that easily,” Clayton said stiffly. &
After seeing Matt and Lily took off, Clayton linked with Ella and patiently told her that he is dismissing her from her duties and to already get some rest. He will call her if there is anything that he will be needing from her.Clayton finally turned off most of the lights inside his house, leaving some outside and one at the dining area before going inside his room. The minute he closed the door to his room, he could hear Amarah crying quietly from the bathroom and the shower running.Taking a new and thick towel from his cabinet, Clayton walked inside the bathroom and came to a complete stop when he saw her. All the control he had gathered when he stepped down his car immediately evaporated at the sight in front of him.Amarah, naked, is sitting on the shower floor with water running down on her. She is holding his soap and rubbing it frantically on the marks that run up her upper towards her back. While she was doing that, tears continued streaming down her
Amarah could feel herself blushing at the boldness that she is currently showing Clayton. But she told herself silently that it’s either now or never. Ever since the night that he admitted and told her truthfully about Erika, she had noted that he became caring and open with her.She recalled one night where she told him that she was bored, and he laid out to her the plans that he did for the upcoming mating festival. He explained to her the preparations that his pack is doing and told her what’s going to happen during the festival.With nothing to do mostly in the evening, she had almost finished reading and scanning through the books that Clayton has in his office, which also constitutes a small library. She had also brought home some books from the center and studied through it. But her mind also became heavy with information overload. She became hungry for other things and she had told Clayton about it.Clayton reciprocated by not making fun of h
Clayton opened his eyes and immediately noticed that Amarah is not beside him on his bed. He raised his head up, searching for her and then saw her sitting by the bay window, looking out and a thin blanket wrapped around her body. He looked towards his clock at his bedside table, and it read five in the morning.She seemed to be in deep thought that she didn’t hear him roll over the bed.“Come back to bed, sweetheart,” he called huskily.Amarah turned to him and gave him a smile.“I didn’t want to wake you up,” she said as she stood up and walked back to the bed. Clayton automatically pulled the blanket so she can get in and when she did, he automatically pulled her down to him and removed the one covering her body. “I knew you’re going to be tired after this week-long festival.”Clayton nuzzled her neck, caressing her back lovingly.“I’m going to be fine,” he assured as
Amarah pulled her hair into a loose ponytail later that morning after drying it before heading out from her room. She then directly went to the dining table and reached for an apple, biting into it, and feeling the sweet juice consuming her mouth deliciously. She opened the refrigerator and searched for other items inside that she could eat, too tired to do some quick cooking to ease her hunger. She decided to blamed Clayton on her current situation but then relented. As much as she wants to make him the reason for her tiredness, she started to think as well that maybe it wasn’t really his fault. She had never thought that what she and Clayton had done inside his room was something that she would come to like. The fact that she was able to accommodate his demands made her blush furiously from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. A knock on the front door made her look up and she cautiously walk to there to open the door. Evangeline Langston sto
After finally seeing King Atticus taking off back to the Lycan capital, Clayton had some pending items that are urgent reviewed and approved first in his office, before finally deciding to head back home to Amarah. He still had something important to discuss with her and he knows that it’s something that will make her become uncooperative for a while. “Don’t forget also that your mother’s at your house right now. With Amarah,” Kragen reminded seriously. “I already told you before you let her sleep early in the morning about the connection that the both of us need to do because she has no wolf. What if your mom had started imparting lessons or teachings to her already? She might mention that I need to mate with Amarah as well since she’s wolf less.” Clayton’s face darkened as he got inside his car and started the engine. “Can’t you wait, Kragen?” He snapped hotly. “I just bedded her last night and you’re already pushing to take control. Why can’t you l
Amarah with her body tilting forward, sought some anchorage against the cold tiled wall inside the bathroom of her room with sweaty hands. She let out an erotic moan, her eyes tightly shut as Clayton, or rather Kragen took her from behind. With the shower still running, the small room had been engulfed in steam as well as them.The two of them moved in tandem with Amarah losing her balance from time to time but would be immediately held by Kragen to keep her from falling. His ragged breathing behind her and rough biting on her skin especially on her neck and shoulders had sent her into titillating delirium.After finally clearing her thoughts that she will be still mating with Clayton, Amarah had finally relented from her misgivings but told Clayton that she wants to take a nap first, admitting to him that she still felt tired and that the accidental marking on her is still giving her some uncomfortable feelings.Clayton reluctantly said yes.Amarah woke
Clayton opened his eyes at the sound of Liam linking at him. He turned towards the window and saw the sun starting to set before looking back at Amarah, who is very much sleeping deeply beside him.“Clay!” Liam linked again firmly. “I’m outside!”“Five minutes,” Clayton responded irritatingly. He gently pulled the covers off him and kissed Amarah on her cheek, watching her snuggling and pulling the cover over her. He smiled as he finally stood up. “I’ll be right out.”He went out of her room, closing the door quietly and went to his, opening his closet and putting on shirt and sweatpants. He didn’t bother putting any boxers, knowing that he’s going to take them off again later.After all those times, Clayton could still not get over Amarah. It’s as if that she is like a very delicious and addictive drink that he wouldn’t mind drinking repeatedly.Clayton opened the