Kayahâs Point of View"It really isn't that hard, Sabrina." A humored voice interrupted my struggle.Puffing out a frustrated breath. "You can see me struggling, therefore it IS hard. Stop pissing me off, Seven."I was helping Lilly with the chores around the house, anything to rid myself of the boredom of being here for an entire day with nothing to do. Iâm used to working anyway. Right now I was cleaning the windows in Seven and Iâs bedroom, but it was almost impossible to get it without those ugly ass lines. Seven had apparently heard my frustrated grunting every time I got it wrong and decided to come in here and piss me off."You're struggling because you're horrible at it. Youâre a sheltered wolf, remember? I was still wondering how you learned cooking and doing some chores." Once again a cocky remark which made me nervous again.âPeople do change,â I told him and winked. âTo be able to serve you, Your Highness,â I added dropping the equipment on the floor like a child.I heard
Kayah's point of viewIt was Ron. I was scared of how much he just witnessed. Quickly standing up, I met his questioning gaze. Bad excuses were flying around in my mind, too fast for me to catch one, which ended with me standing like an idiot and completely dodging his question. âItâs nothing, you can leave now,â I said, turning around to see his face but only met with a sinister smirk. He took a threatening step closer to me, standing so close. My heart started to beat faster. This was not the usual Ron. Something was off about him. âAh,â he said. âYou really did make the most of becoming the Queen despite your fake charcade,â he added and pretended to tap the dirt off from his shirt even if it was clean. âWere you surprised?ââW-what are you saying, Ron?â I asked nervously, trying to step away from him. âWhat was your name again? Kayah, a pack runt and an omega who was constantly being bullied not just your mother but your half-siblings too.âI gulped. âWho are you? You are no
Kayah's Point of View"W-where are you taking me?â I asked nervously as Seven carried me bridal style after his dominating kiss that made my knees like jelly. âSomewhere where I can cut your rebellious attitude,â he replied and growled a bit. âYouâll regret this for disrespecting me, Sabrina. I was willing to wait for you but then you pushed me to my limit. The Queen never disrespect a king, especially me,â he said and whispered the last part in my ears that made me shudder. âW-what d-do you mean?â I asked nervously. His lips that were slightly brushed on my skin intensified my nervousness. And mywolf purred in delight. "Relax Sabrina, I won't bite unless you ask," he added, a smirk on his face.I gupled and tried to relax my stiff muscles.I wasn't comfortable with this and him radiating heat, this wasn't going to work.He took me in a room that I never knew was part of the kingdom. The room was all black. I couldnât see any color except black from the floor to the queen bed in th
Kayah's point of viewâN-no,â I tried hard to fight, maintaining my sanity. What he was doing was something that started to feel strange. Something I never have felt before. Sevenâs fingers curled up as he searched for that one spot. When he hit that one tender spot, I moaned, which he noticed and continued to focus on that same area. With each thrust his finger gave me, he increased the speed while he rubbed that part faster.Both the sensations I felt inside of me and on my clit made me gasp with delight. As his movements became faster and faster, I clutched his hand."Sabrina, move your hand," he demanded sternly. Hearing his stern voice made me take my hand off of his.He increased his speed, prompting me to clench my walls around his fingers."Cum for me, Sab." He urged, massaging my clit more vigorously.I let out a breathy sigh, before cumming all over his fingers. He let me ride out my high. He then pulled his fingers out of me and flicked my clit, making me shudder from stil
Kayahâs Point of viewWhy does he always bite?It seemed like heâs no longer Seven. Maye one of his personality?I moaned and my hands automatically grabbed his head when he pushed his tongue inside of me. He rubbed his rough tongue across my walls, earning another moan from me."S-Seven!" I yelled, grabbing a fist full of his hair.He groaned and placed his thumb on my clit, rubbing at a steady pace. At the sensation alone, I pressed my thighs together. He used his free hand to seperate them.His tongue slid in and out of my hole at a quicker and faster pace, occasionally rubbing against my walls. He moved his hand away from my thigh to one of my breasts, pinching and twisting it. The feelings went straight to my core, causing me to clench around his tongue.When he realized this, he thrust deeper into my hole and rubbed his thumb faster on my clit. On my sensitive nipples, he continued to pinch and pull on them.I placed my hands on his head and pulled his hair, earning another groa
Kayah's Poont of viewKayahâs Point of viewAfter two rounds, I found myself lying down sore on the bed. Seven provided me with some plan B and some water which I appreciated. After that, he went into his closet and brought me out a large shirt that came down to my knees.I was fortunate enough to have Seven carry me into this room because I was too sore and sensitive down there to walk.He knew more about my body than I did. He knew exactly what spots to hit and focus on, which drove me insane. Not to mention his incredible stamina. I could tell that he wanted to go for a third round, but had held back after seeing how exhausted both my body and I were.That was something I subconsciously thanked him for.I was also hoping that I would be able to rest tomorrow. Seven sure did push my body tonight, but it was pleasurable. It was my first time but it was also insane. I'm on the verge of passing out. My body was aching for sleep, and that's exactly what I'm going to do.Before closing
Kayahâs Point of ViewSeven tied each of my legs to the desk legs, pulling them apart as if they were falling off the desk, cuffing them. He walked back to the same drawer and took out a pink vibrator. Is this his kink? Oh GoddessâŠHe activated the vibrator once they were both handcuffed.The vibrator was trailed up my inner thighs by Seven, causing me to startle from the unexpected vibrations. I sighed and let out a tiny moan. He kept teasing me until my sex was gleaming with excitement.He put the vibrator on my clit and didn't take it off. The abrupt jolt and the pleasure it conveyed caused me to arch my back. I watched as Seven walked back into his drawer and got out another vibrator and a remote.This one was smaller, but it was black, and it appeared that the settings could be controlled with the remote. He walked back to me and inserted the vibrator inside me, turning it on.I groaned. I shuddered as I felt the vibrations on my walls and clit. It was just the right amount of p
Sevenâs Point of viewRemarkable. Iâm amazed. Of all the women I bedded, sheâs the only one who withstand all my desires. I can't get this amazing girl off my mind. She's unlike any other female I've ever met before. Everything about her intrigues me, and makes me want more. Yet I can't help but question everything about this girl since I met her. She's beyond beautiful just like her but she doesn't act like her at all. Most females throw themselves at me and would give anything to be my mate, but Sabrina.Fuck, even her name drives me crazy with need for her. For those big hazel eyes, soft full pink lips, and body with curves in all the right places.Fuck, stop thinking about her body. Last three nights were amazing."You okay there your highness?" Austin snapped me out of my thoughts, thankfully. I need to have a clear head if I receive the investigation."Fine, just thinking.""About the Queen?"This time itâs Jayson that speaks up and I only reply with a growl. I don't need to
Sevenâs Point of View The court had lost its authority after I killed my corrupt father. None of those candidates as elders made me appoint them. I knew they would betray me. And that their loyalty remains to the main family. The previous elders had lied. They made me choose Sabrina as my wife. They said itâll strengthen me, and maybe help me with my curse. Sabrina was nothing but a pawn. I thank Fenrir for guiding me, I got Kayajh instead. She wasnât the chosen Luna for politics and power but she was something else entirely; she had a heart. She treated everyone with kindness.And Fenrir help me, I had started to care. Now, Iâm more than relieved that sheâs not here, otherwise Iâll be distracted. I told myself it didnât matter that Iâll find her soon. I buried myself in preparing for war. Because I knew it would come. When someone runs, someone else always follows. And when bloodlines are involved, so is power. Ilyas wouldn't pass up the opportunity to strike. My half-brother had
Sevenâs Point of ViewI felt it the moment she crossed the border.The tether between us snapped taut, too tight, too strained. A part of me flared in panic, my wolf was rising just beneath my skin. I should have established our bond before she left. Stupid of me. âShe ran away, what are you going to do about it?â Luis, my best friend asked me. âYou didnât tell her about Hailey, didnât you?â he said, eyes strained on me. âShe doesnât need to know,â I replied as I sat on my throne. âThere are more important things I need to solve than telling her about Hailey.â I noticed Luis' eyes flickered with something. I knew what it was and I chose to ignore it. âHave you tracked her?â I said, changing the subject. Luis heaved a sigh. âNope. We found her trail one mile east but when she crossed the other border, we lost track of her,â he said. âAs if she just vanished.âI nodded. Of course, Kayah probably knew I'd hunt her down after she was exposed. I said, sighing. âThanks for the repo
Axel made sure I couldnât say no. He made sure that heâs in control, especially when he inflicted this wound on me, weakening my wolf so that I couldnât protest. I couldnât feel my hands anymore.Everything burned. Then it went cold. Then back to burning. The silver and wolfsbane were messing with my body so bad I didnât even know if I was still breathing right. My wolf was fading fast. I could barely feel her.Suddenly, the door slammed open.I didnât have to guess who it was. The energy in the room changed. It got heavy, tense. Angry. And very Axel.He stormed in like he owned the place. The nurses tried to stop him, but he growled, and they backed off. He came straight to me, like nothing else mattered.âOh, hell, KayahâŠâ His voice cracked when he saw me. I hated that sound. Like I was already gone.He grabbed my face, his hands warm and rough. I wanted to push him away, but I couldnât even lift a finger.âYouâre dying,â he said.Yeah. I knew.âI can stop it,â he said, eyes glowin
The hospital room was too quiet. The only sound was the soft beeping of the machine beside me and the slow ticking of the clock on the wall. I couldnât move much. My chest was still aching badly. Every breath felt like it might tear me open again.I lay still, watching the ceiling, trying not to think.Then I heard the door open.My hands tightened under the blanket as I smelled who it was. Axel. He walked in, pushing a cart of food. His footsteps were calm, too calm for my liking. I didnât dare look at him right away. I stared at the wall instead. My heart was beating faster. I didnât know if he was angry. I didnât know if he was going to yell. Or worse.âYouâre awake,â he said, his voice quiet but firm.I nodded a little. My throat felt dry.He moved the cart closer and uncovered the plates. Warm steam rose into the air. It smelled like soup and bread. I haven't eaten since... I couldnât remember. But the sight of food didnât comfort me.âYou need to eat,â he said. âYour wound wonâ
The next few scenes were me being punched, kicked and slapped to almost make me pass out. My throat was already hurting due to the constant scream of vegging and leaving me alone. My chest started to bleed again and it stained the oversized white shirt Axel had given me. My screams were now replaced with loud sobs that made my lungs ache. I looked up in fear as the unknown man advanced towards me. He took a deep breath through his nose, and a wide smile spread across his face. Slowly, he walked towards me with deliberate and smooth steps. With each step he took, the malicious grin on his face got wider. I had scooted myself into a corner to try and escape his gaze and ferocity, and as he came to stand in front of me I tried pleading once more. "Please. I am begging you. Just leave me alone. You don't have to do this!" My words came out as sobs. "Shut up! Youâre just a slave! You do not talk to me like that!" With another deep breath through his nose, he crouched down next to me a
I woke up to sunlight shining in my face, and the sound of a girl screaming. The sound was excruciatingly loud and sent chills up my spine. Above the screaming, I could hear Axelâs voice shouting. I couldn't make out the words, but he sounded furious and excited. The screaming continued for about another minute, until it slowly died down. The entire time this was happening, I sat cowering in the corner of my room, fearing I would be next to be screaming like that. But I made my decisionsâŠto play safe..After what seemed like an eternity, I heard a door slam and footsteps coming my way. I cringed back in fear and huddled against the wall. The freshly stitched wounds on my chest reminded me of Axelâs brutality, and I didn't want to see what he was like when he was mad. My door was pushed open to reveal-of course- an infuriated Axel. He looked at my small frame huddled in the corner farthest from him, and smiled. I felt no comfort from his expression, only more fear. He stepped forward
I kept my head down and watched his feet as he approached me. Before I knew it, he was right next to me, lifting my chin upwards to look at his face. I tried to keep my eyes averted from his gaze and stop the tears that threatened to come again. "Look at me." His hot breath growled into my face.I slowly brought my eyes up to meet his. They were a deep, voidless black. This was the first good look I had gotten at his eyes and I hoped it would be my last. His black hair hung to the side with a few pieces escaping to fall on his forehead. A square jaw held light pink lips that always seemed to be smirking at me. His face was completely devoid of emotion, even though he was smirking. His eyes held nothing but emptiness and he looked at me as weak. It was terrifying being this close to him, and I could tell he knew I was uncomfortable. His hand grew tighter on my chin as I struggled desperately to free my head from his grip. I was beyond scared and wanted to be as far away from him as I
The envelope was brown. It doesnât have a receiver or sender name.I should have felt it then, the warning, the poison in the air.Curious, I opened it anyway.The photograph slid out with a whisper.Sevenâs face hit me first and beside him was a familiar face, too familiar, his arm wrapped around her. Hailey. The Moon Goddess. Her lips curved in a smirk so triumphant it made me sick.And between them was a baby. My baby.I staggered back a step, as if the floor itself had betrayed me. The little boy nestled in Haileyâs arms was unmistakable, the soft curl of his hair, the tiny birthmark on his cheek, a mark I knew because I had kissed it a thousand times. His smile, the one he used to give me, now aimed at her. At them. The baby I thought was kidnapped. My knees buckled.The pain wasnât sharp. It was deep, an endless splitting inside my chest, like I was being hollowed out from the inside. Seven didnât even look guilty. He looked proud. As if he belonged there, next to her, instead o
I awoke in my stall on the bed. Light was streaming through the small window high above me. The ferals outside were noisy and I could hear that they were tearing something apart. The sound was like squelching, like flesh tearing from bones or I donât even want to know it. But because I was freaking curious, I stood up, despite the protest of my chest and looked at the small hole in my room. And there it was. A body was torn apart, the ferals were fighting, playing tag, trying to have a large portion.âSo, who was it again?â I heard someone speak up. âThe other man that the king found three weeks ago,â a man said. âOh, the one who kept on resisting?ââYes. Unfortunately, the kingâs patience ran out and he fed him to his dog.ââWell, all of those who resist him always end up being fed to these beasts,â the other man replied, which scared me. Axel must have moved me from the floor to my bed and I was glad I was asleep for that. The pain of walking or being carried would have been uni