Elisabeth/Eir´s POV I didn’t know how to feel. Angry, disappointed, or just deflated. This is not what I planned or what I wanted. And the Alpha dud added another day? Can he really do that? That’s so unfair. However, that means I still have time. This isn’t over, and I haven’t lost yet! I will use this time to charge up because this meat is fantastic, and I’m so hungry I felt dizzy earlier. I can still get out of this. I’ll play his game for a little while. I can be that sweet, naive damsel in distress! If you haven’t noticed, I already captured you. I mocked his voice in my head and rolled my eyes. Yeah, you wish. “Where is my knife?” “Somewhere safe..” “The safest place is in my hand.” He laughed, and for some reason, my heart skipped a little beat, and I did my best to ignore it and focus on my food. I’ve always been weak for good-looking bad boys, I know. But goddamned, get a grip! “It’s mine.” “Actually, it’s my mom´s. And I prefer to have it safe here instead of launched
“A deal? So, I must follow you back and trust that you let me go in five years?” “Basically, yes. I need to mark you for it to be believable, but the mark has weakened these last decades, so it’s nothing to worry about. Time is different here. We age differently, so five years isn’t that bad. The next time the portal opens, I will be Alpha. I will be the one in charge of picking up the new batch of girls. I can take you back.” “Fine, that scribble some mark on me and get that part over, but how am I supposed to know you will hold your part of the deal?” “Well, it’s a little more than just a mark. I’ll have to bite you.” A shudder sparkled down my spine; I don’t know why. Bite me? Why does that sound so alluring? No, it’s not! He can scribble something on me if he absolutely must mark me. “Hah. Nope, that will leave a scar! You can scribble something on me or something, write “mine” even. That should be clear enough!” Goosebumps appeared on my skin as his laughter filled my ears.
Toke´s POV She calmed down, not that she stopped glaring at me, but she calmed down. No, I had to get going because her scent drove me crazy! I had felt the beat of her heart through her skin, traveling over mine and making my heart match her rhythm. I was just teasing her at first, but then I couldn’t stop. I had to have more; I needed to be closer. Fury roared in my head, more, more, more! Then her smell hit me. That sweet, alluring arousal filled my nostrils, and I had to fight my wolf not to jump her. The scent filled my head and my lungs. Swirled around in my body like a tempting mist. A greedy, fast-growing lust made my breathing heavy. Addictive and dangerous! When I finally snapped out of it for a moment, I had to turn my back. I needed to breathe in something other than her scent. Fury was panting in my head, my dick pulsated in my pants, and my hands were practically shaking. As we walked through the forest, I cleared my head, and Fury calmed down. It had been so easy to t
Her head shot out of the water, and she heaved for air as the cold water drenched her hair and clothes. I had to sit down; I laughed so hard I had trouble breathing! But then I had trouble breathing for a totally different reason. The sun colored the sky in a warm orange, yellow, pink, and purple color, and the last sun’s rays made each water drop glimmer as glitter on her body. She stood up, and everything moved in slow motion. Her lips parted as she leaned her head back and pushed both hands over her head, getting rid of the water trickling down her face. Her shirt clung to her body. There wasn’t an inch I didn’t see. Her back arched slightly, and her breast pushed against the thin, wet fabric. My heart was caught in my throat as my eyes drank in her perky breast with greedy hunger. I swallowed as my eyes wandered down over her flat stomach and her waist. I was violently thrown back into the real world as cold water splashed all over me, and I jumped up. Looking down at myself, dri
Elisabeth/Eir`s POV I’m not really sure how to feel right now. I want to be angry with him and hate him even for what he did. What he is, and for me being here at all! But I couldn’t. He might be cocky and irritate me to the point that I think I might lose my hair, but he was so considerate. In his own way, I guess. When he first realized what he had done or how it affected me, he did everything he could to fix it. Even with birds chirping around me, the cold took over my whole body, so bad at one point that I struggled to do anything else but look empty at the dancing flames in front of me. Then he builds me a bed, a shelter. He gave me the hide and even his skirt thingy. Warm up some meat and boiled water with some herbs. It was sweet and warm! He did all this for me. He was naked, claiming not to be cold. Sitting on my bed of branches by the fire, I sipped on my warm tea, feeling it warm me from the inside out. Around the fireplace was nothing but a wall of darkness. I leaned ou
My eyes fluttered. The bright light burned, and I squeezed them shut, groaning. My breath was heavy, and filling my lounges felt like a struggle. Trying to rub the sleep out of my groggy eyes, I realized how numb my hands were and began to remember. The fireplace, the little shelter, and Fury! Fury and the other wolves! We were attacked! I jerked up and swore like a drunken sailor as my forehead collided with something hard and cold. It’s a lamp! It’s just a lamp! I nearly laughed out loud, but then every fiber in my body was on high alert. There was no lamp in my little shed or in the woods! Slowly, my eyes adjusted to the bright light, and a vast bedroom emerged from my sleepy fog. Sun rays danced in two massive windows, casting shadows on the cream-colored walls. It was such a big room, so light and welcoming at the same time. Someone obviously spent a great deal of time planning this, so why the heck would they place a lamp there? I glared back at the lamp, quite literally hangin
I had thought the lady who did my hair back in the wolf's village was set in her ways. That was before I met Ethan! We nearly had a fistfight because I refused to wear the dress he had brought me! Still naked, I had wrapped myself in the covers and glared at the bright pink princess dress he dragged in. It was flashy and enormous, with gold and silver details embroidered all over the corset part. The back was open, and the cleavage deep—another dress princess dress with a ready-for-the-nightclub feeling over it. Ethan would be what we referred to as a pretty boy in my world; his face was flawless, his skin was perfect, and his brows were plucked so detailed that they could have been photoshopped right onto his face. But he looked horrified when I asked for pants and a sweater. What is wrong with this world and comfortable clothing? We compromised at the end; even if he spent the time, he did my makeup and hair, huffing and puffing like I was forcing him to wash the floor with his toot
Standing in between the fay king and Myra, I watched as each and every one of the guys stepped forward to greet me. It was an awkward ordeal, smirking, flexing their biceps. One turned around and bounced his ass up and down, while another showed off his ears like they were laced with gold. I was supposed to pick five of them, while the king picked another five. I had no idea whom to choose. No matter what the king or Myra said, I didn’t want any of them. Over half of them were still staring at Myra. Either eating her up with their stare, flirting and showing off to her, or just flat-out ogling her breast, I rolled my eyes and decided just to rip the bandage off. I need to play nice until I have a plan. You can’t risk being locked up somewhere or forcibly married off to some bulky horn dog with pointy ears. “I´ll take the half that’s not eye fucking Myra.” The king choked on whatever he was drinking, and Myra laughed. They all looked at me now. I just crossed my hands over my chest an