Now, we are finally done! I will be working on "My Student's Billionaire Father" next and try to complete it this month... hopefully... if my full-time work allows, :) Anyways~~ I hope to see you again in my other stories! Cheers!
The wind is strong, and rain is warning us of its impending presence. The trees are swaying with the wind and the waves are crashing against the beach. In the twilight, the clouds lay all over the island, it’s overcast and dismal. It’s February and there is a bite of cold in the air. The only consolation is that human hunters might deem today as too inconvenient to go on with hunting us—werewolves who are imprisoned on this island. Hopefully, they postpone the hunting indefinitely. I sit on a slab of stone that overlooks the angry ocean. It looks as if a typhoon is coming but we all know that it’s just the monsoon. I take a deep breath. The atmosphere is oppressive, and truth be told, I want to hide too, but I can’t. Adults like me, especially the strong ones, are morally bound to act as bait for the children. They can’t fight yet, not until their training is completed. They still need a few more years to learn and to watch how we survive in this weekly turmoil. I look around th
Apari continues to scream. Why though? He’s hiding in one of the underground shelters. What happened to their guards? And Nowra, why can’t I hear her? My heart thumps and I am about to go to Apari’s rescue when I feel a lasso going around my feet. It doesn’t hurt, but I can feel its magic. It’s snaking from my feet towards all over my body. I feel weak. My wolf form is fading, and I am turning back to human. I remember this. The weapon that caused the werewolves' defeat. It was created by a noble family, the Owusu’s. Later on, this whip becomes their family brand. But the Owusu is a high-ranking family. No. Nowra mentions that the Owusu family rules a Kingdom now. Is this guy royalty, then? It can’t be, right? With no clothes and weak, the human stands over me, his eyes raking all over my body. I never had a problem with nudity before, but the way his eyes scour my body sends shivers of disgust along my skin. I try to stand up but fail in the process. I feel sick. And yet, the r
The smell of clean sheets and lavender invades my senses before I am aware of my surroundings. Soft and hard, both contrasting features, but laden with comfort. I open my eyes to see a sleeping man beside me. I sit up and the blankets fall over my shoulders and his, revealing a half-naked man, peacefully sleeping next to me. I swallow as events replay in my head. This man is my mate. A human, but still my mate. Then desire washes over me as I watch his sleeping form. I want to touch him. I want to smother him with kisses. I am about to reach out to him when I pause and suddenly pull back. What the hell! Nowra warns me about this too. Heightened desire and being horny all the time. The need to touch my mate and the desire to make him happy. This is uncomfortable and yet very… what? Pleasing? I shake my head and look around the room. The bed is in the middle with cabinets on its side. A door is on my left. Crossing swords decorate the wall, but other than that, the room is simple. Th
I look at his face–there is a serious look on it. He changed a bit on the vow and I wonder if it will be alright? Will the moon goddess accept it or not? “Is there something wrong with my vow?” he asks. I shake my head. “It’s just different.” “You don’t like different?” he asks. A sheepish grin forms on his face and I breathe a sigh of relief. “It depends on what kind of different.” “Shouldn’t we seal the vow with a kiss or something?” Ah! Embarrassed, I look around. More than half of the humans on the deck are men. In truth, the vow is followed by a kiss, but doing it here, even if he is my mate… I turn my attention back to him and admit, “It is followed by a kiss.” A pleased smile appears on his face. He leans over to me and plants a quick kiss on my lips. “There. The vow is made. You are now officially my woman.” I nod, with my hands still on his. Nowra says that progress with mates is fast. Does she mean something like this? Nowra and her mate copulate on the first day th
The instant the door closes on our room, Theo touches my lips to his. It is a close-lipped, chaste kiss as if he is trying to make me familiar with him first. When he pulls back from the kiss, I wind my arms around his neck and ask, “So, what’s the story of the eye bags?” He unconsciously touches it and groans. “Too much work and I can’t sleep at night.” “Am I a noisy sleeper?” “It’s because you sleep so peacefully beside me.” There’s a knock on the door and we both go to the couch while the servants place our dinner on the table. “That Harbin. I said tea and snacks.” “It’s dark now, so it makes sense that they are giving us dinner instead,” I say. Theo sighs and orders the servant, “Bring in the bath, too.” Once the servants leave, I sample the dish. It’s delicious, but somehow, something is wrong. I look at it and then at Theo, who’s about to gobble it up. My hand automatically moves and slaps the food from him. He frowns at me, especially when the meat drops all over the
As Theo licks all over my body, I feel like someone else as the pleasure wracks my body. The cold on my skin and air, and the contrasting warmth of his tongue on my body create an enticing combination, until my back arches in resignation. My hands wildly touch his shoulders, his head, and his back, everywhere I can reach. I am already too lost on it, too aroused that when his lips touch my heaving mound, I make a squeal. Light flashes through my vision and my body moves on its own, as pleasure courses through my body. As my body trembles on my orgasm, he watches me, his hand gently trailing along my stomach and up again. There are tears in my eyes as if pleading him for something that I don’t know about. When my back touches the bed again, he asks, “Is this your first time having an orgasm?” “I don’t know,” I admit. “I forget everything except fifteen years ago when I arrive at the park.” Theo moves up and kisses my cheeks. “Why are you as
After breakfast and bath, I insist to dress up, thinking that I am going to Harbin later for my studies. But the way the day is going, it seems like Theo has a different plan for me. “Theo, it’s Monday, right? Shouldn’t I be with Harbin instead?” He glowers at me. “You prefer his company more than mine?” “That’s not it! You said it yourself, there is a certain expectation to a King’s lover.” “He took your yesterday from me. So today, it’s fair that I will have you all for myself,” he says and his mouth touches mine again. He pushes me down the couch and showers small kisses on my face, while my hands rest on his shoulders. When his hands go inside my dress, I squeal and cover my mouth. “Sorry,” I say. Based on Harbin’s lessons, it's unbecoming for a lady to make a sound like that. “Don’t be,” he says and kisses the side of my cheeks. “The sounds you make guide me on what you like and dislike.” “But Harbin says on our etique
Theo winds his arms around my shivering body. I can smell it again, lavender, and all I want is to stay right here in his embrace. When my tears die down, I whisper, “Should we go on with it then?” I ask. “The rejection.” “What are you saying?!” His features darken and I look away. “I am not meant to become a King’s lover. I think it’s better to stop this before this goes on.” Theo pulls away. I grimace as he tightly grips my shoulders. “Do you really think I still can let you go?! I just found you!” “But I’m—” “We will keep it a secret. No one would know that I am not your first. You are going to stay with me.” Then he scowls, “Don’t tell me you’re the one who doesn’t want to take an effort?! Are you going to give me up that easy?!” “But, the other people, they—” “Fuck them! I want you with me, only you.” I look longingly at him. “If you accept me for who I am, then I will be yours forever.” He take