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The Viking's Mate Hunt Alpha Maiden
Eir´s POV. I’m not sure what happened that day, but Hades stepped away. Quietly, he left my room without saying another word, and in the days that followed, he gave me a strange stare. I could feel his eyes on me every time, and when I looked, he would turn away. He didn’t avoid me, but something was off. But I didn’t want to ask. I had more than enough with Toke. The hurt and sorrow. Toke and his actions, his line of thoughts and beliefs regarding me had vanished, I felt towards these last days. I’m not going to lie; something in my chest still aches from time to time when a poisonous remark leaves his lips, but my instant reaction now is anger: anger and the need to throw him overboard. Everything changed after we started sailing. Toke and Arcane only scowled at each other; Hades stared at me like he was suddenly waiting for me to grow wings. The rest of the crew became more invisible each day. Suddenly having so much work, they had decks to scrub, sails to repair, or imaginary pl
The Viking's Mate Hunt Blood and Canines
“What are you rambling about? “ “Are you a fucking Alpha maiden? It is a simple yes or no!” He kept roaring in my face, “And what the heck is that?”“Oh, you would know! It’s the whores of our stories! The females felt the mate bond to every Alpha she met until she let one mate and mark her! Is that it? It tingles between your legs every fucking time you lay eyes on an Alpha? You just drool over every single dick with rank and power?” Irritation washed over me, but then again, this was nothing new. I don’t have the number of times I’ve been called that. Whore, slut, skank, slipp´n-slide-lucy. Usually by jealous girls, but also teachers, parents, even strangers, and old flings. Occasionally, flings that never happened. It stopped hurting a long time ago because I knew it wasn’t really true. I never took direct payment for it, so I shrugged it off with that. What hurt this time was hearing it from him, Fury. I saw him lurking; his eyes flickered, but he didn’t put up a fight. I scow
The Viking's Mate Hunt Drums & Decisions
A low beat tugged inside my chest, pulling and pulsating. Steady and calm, the deep sound of drums throbbed inside of me. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum. The rhythm worked its way through my body like a heavy bass that was making the seat of the car vibrate. I could feel it through my muscles, besides my heartbeats, and in my throat. The sound was not so harsh or sudden as modern drums, softer and almost bordering dark. Again, I felt the beat tug in my chest like something wanted out. Like the rhythm wanted to pull it out of me. The weird thing was that the sensation was so comfortable. It is soothing and exciting all at the same time. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-ba-dum, dum. Ba-dum, ba-dum. As the vibrations coursed through me, Images of hands slamming down on huge drums appeared in my head—almost hourglass-shaped drums draped with thick white and red paint. Creatures and unknown symbols danced around as the hands kept slamming down on the stretched skin that made the top of it. Magical and thr
The Viking's Mate Hunt Folklores and family
“Have you lost it? You know I’m from what human world.” He only chuckled, which irritated me further. He continued eating and smiling for himself again as if he knew something he was not letting me in on. The worst part was that deep down, I hoped it was true. I hoped I had a family that actually loved me and missed me. But his claim had a considerable fault; if I belonged here, why didn’t I have a wolf? I’m still only human. I also remember that black wolf from my dreams, dreams that first started to devolve after I came here. These dreams felt so real, and I caught myself thinking about them as memories—my only memories of a happy childhood. But I also knew that was only wishes and frugal hopes. “What? Tell me the truth instead. Where are we going? “ “I never lie, well, not that often, at least! We are going to meet what I think is your family. And I really mean this, Eir, I really think these people are your family. I know you have many questions, but I don’t have all the answe
The Viking's Mate Hunt Little Minx
“Hades! Stop it!” “I’m just helping; stop flopping around; you are ruining it.”I squinted my eyes at him as he tucked me into bed. That would have been fine with me if he hadn´t wrapped me so tightly; I looked like an overstuffed burrito. The blanket was wrapped all around me; even my arms were stuck to my sides. “Oh, relax; I know what I’m doing! “ I rolled my eyes and wiggled like a fish on land while muttering; I doubt that very much. Then he huffed, crawled up in my bed again, and tucked the blanket around me even further. “Toke is locked up; I’m staying here now because we don’t have silver on the ship. I doubt he will try anything, but something is strange about that boy. I don’t recognize him at all; therefore, I do not trust him. And you need to relax and rest. I know females feel safe and relaxed when they are firmly wrapped and with their hands close to their bodies. “ “Hades! That’s kids. Kids, Hades, not women!” “Hm.. no, I’m sure it was women... Yeah, no. It is fema
The Viking's Mate Hunt They are here
Great. I groaned down in my pull before I jumped up. Wrapping the blanket around me, I did the awkward penguin walk to the bathroom-like area with my clothes under one arm. I muttered all the animal-related curses I could think of as I heard People walk by, chuckling down the hall. This scenario would once have been my dirty little dream, a fantasy enough to make my cheeks heat up at any moment. It's a dream scene where I’m trapped on a ship with only incredibly handsome and well-trained men. But I felt more like a version of Wendy from Peter Pan. An. It was an imaginary story where I had been tasked with the impossible mission of babysitting a handful of kids with a beard, bad humor, and over 2 meters tall. All that was missing was that I would be tasked to wash their dirty underwear and their stiff and sticky single socks. The only reason for it must be that these overgrown kids don't have socks. A doomed Wendy figure that has to walk around model-like giants, alluring, dark, and wi
The Viking's Mate Hunt Blood and beast´s
"Eir! Finally!" He beamed, but I still just stared at him. What is this? But before I could answer, a rather clumsy figure crawled over the ship’s railing and fell over on the deck. She bounced right up again and scanned the People on deck. "Maya!?" She squealed and clapped her hands before running over and throwing herself around my neck. I hugged her back before I grabbed her shoulders, held her out before me, and gave her a thorough look over. " Oh god! What happened to you? Are you okay?" I couldn't help but throw Tew a suspicious glance. She looked like she'd been beaten even if she was smiling, bright as the sun. Her lip was swollen and had a deep cut that seemed just to have closed up. Red and blue marks around her throat, minor shapeless bruises, and small cuts down her arms, shoulders, and on her cheeks. My hand gently brushed against her swollen cheek, so scared it would hurt her. "I am fine, really! At least now!" "But, " My eyes kept finding new marks on her as I l
The Viking's Mate Hunt A promised mate
Tew's POV Of course, my lose-mouthed brother had spilled the beans. However, she didn’t seem to know too much or any details. Not that it mattered, but I wanted to be the one who told her. First, I was irritated when she so obviously avoided telling me about her mother; I thought she was one of those spoiled little brats still stuck in her teenage mentality. Her files didn't tell me everything, but more than enough to understand she might have a strained relationship with her parental figure. I had been so eager to hear about her because I didn't remember much. But the woman I remembered was nothing like the woman who raised her. In my memories, she was kind and smiling. She loved to bake; the smell of bread with honey could still make my mouth fill with water. I remember the morning all the Kids gathered around the fire she had started and watched as she made her incredible food on flat stones. Indeed, our ancestors cooked their meat like this, if not hanging over the open flames,
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