LOGINHe couldn't resist, he didn't know how to resist even when he knew that she wasn't doing this with a clear head. “Quinn?” He called her name into her mouth and for a moment she paused. Her hands in his hair, her body on his while his body was angled in an uncomfortable 90 degree.What he felt right now was a foreign emotion but it seeped into him slowly till he felt himself engulfed by it.He felt fear. Fear that she was going to just draw back as if she just got burnt. He held his breath but slowly wrapped his hands around her waist, locking her in her position. Just then, a sinful moan left her mouth as she dived in again, knocking him down to the floor, she on him, rubbing herself against him as she kissed his lips ferociously. He laid there, wondering what cruel plan the moon goddess had next. “Omg! I hate you! I hate you so much!” She quaked as she rode on him, her lips peppering kisses from his mouth down to his jawline. “I love you.” He responded, letting his fingers slo
He had whirled around and stomped towards her, wrapped his hands around her throat and dragged her up to her feet. She had a sweet smile on her lips as he made a show of strangling her.“No need to be performative, Alpha Damon.” She placed a hand over his and he growled. “No one else is here with us.” She raised a brow until he let go off her neck. “You can't overstep your boundaries just because we are friends, Iris.” “Not just friends, Alpha.” She stood her ground, the smile already wiped off her face. “Finn and Theodore are your friends, Damon.” She crossed her arms. “When it comes to me…to the both of us… we have always been more than just friends.” He raised his hand, silencing her. But she continued anyway. “I really hope you aren't going to check up on her.” “You will stop meddling in my business.” He hissed.“No, I won't. I won't, because the moment you start going back on your words in front of us, your friends, then you will start being indecisive in front of your
She laid perfectly still on the bed even as her head was a jumbled mix of messy thoughts. Her tummy growled again and she let out a low sob, folding herself into a perfect semi-circle as she clutched on her stomach, trying to ease the biting pain. “How the hell am I supposed to ‘open up enough to make him feel me and come down here'?” She cried into her shoulder. They were all maniacs! She needed to get out of here but more than that, she needed to eat something. If only they could barge in right now with the rotten smelling gruel, she would waste no time slurping it up. How could she get him? Alpha Damon Archer. She remembered his name. The more she stayed, the more she felt like she was going insane because why the heck did she suddenly miss him? “No, I don't. I don't miss him at all.” Saying it out loud was making it a reality. ‘... reject him to his face.’How was she supposed to reject something she couldn't even understand? Or accept it?She needed a strategy. Someth
He gripped the arm rest of his throne till he felt his fingers crack, he was sure a dent had already formed with the way his council members had their eyes on him.What the hell was his Gamma and Iris doing to his mate? Yesterday, he had barely left before feeling the slight unpleasant feeling at his nape. That was the work of his Gamma, he was sure of it but he couldn't just turn back and go back on his words. He had told her that he would see her in a week's time and he intended to keep his words to the very last even if it meant putting himself through this sort of torture. “Is the Alpha alright?” His now recovered Beta asked, a slight worry line on his face. There was something his mate didn't know and it was the fact that his wolves could regrow any part of their bodies with the immediate help of the healer.He could imagine the shock on her face when she got to see the Beta she kissed standing tall and hearty. Kissed? The image resurfaced in his head and he let loose his
She sat trembling at the corner of the room, cold sweat bidding down her spine as her wide eyes scanned everything when she heard the sudden footsteps behind the door.Her heart plummeted into her belly, the torture from yesterday forcing its way into her mind again. Those monsters! She began to seethe, spittle bubbling at the corner of her mouth at the speed her body was trembling. She had her hands wrapped tightly around her chest, ready to claw at her skin when the door burst open and the twins stepped in again and this time with a maid behind them. She hissed beneath her breath. “What? Do you have something else to say?” Iris asked with a smug smile. “Fuck you!” She spat, her eyes widening with rage. “Say what?” Her twin brother stepped right in front of her.She shrank back, her pupils dilating as the memory of yesterday floated into her brain. It didn't matter if they used voodoo or if they were purely insane or if she was probably the one going insane, she didn't want t
She felt hot with embarrassment and anger. While he looked down at her like she was merely a disturbance, she looked down at her hands replaying the intense kiss they just shared. How she had lost herself to him and would have done anything at that moment to make him keep fanning the flame of passion in her.How a third party had watched all her display like she was a cheap prostitute and how he had kept leading her on only to disgrace her in this manner.Looking up, suddenly catching him by surprise with unshed tears brimming at her lashes, she hissed at him. “I would never consent to being your maid, mate, whatever nonsense you call it.” His now stoic face barely cracked and it drove her mad.She suddenly became obsessed with the need to hurt him. “Even at the verge of death.” She continued harshly, almost choking on her spittle, her veins popping up. She fought against the invisible ropes holding her down. “I would rather die than be your mate.” She spat out and just then, a







