The Witch & The Full-blooded Lycan Prince

Gaining consciousness, I let out a sigh. The familiar feeling of hollowness gnawed at me inside. I knew that feeling very well. I knew what it meant. I was not engulfed in an unusually warm embrace nor were there any signs of me being anywhere near any woods, a cabin on a mountaintop nor were there impossibly tall creatures riding a fucking four winged horses, least of all crows. It was just a strange dream I had had countless times. I supposed one of the demerits of having an overactive imagination. And as a student of literature and an avid reader with a dream of becoming a writer one day that was understandable --- weird but understandable. A quiet groan escaped my lips. My head was pounding as if it was going to explode and I forced my eyelids open, slowly coming into cognisance of my surroundings. I was in motion and in the back seat of a moving … um car? A confused frown furrowed my eyebrows. A forceful tug of my legs made me lower my eyes to my thighs. I found a tan male han

The intensity of the emotions his touches geared in me was disarming. I jerked up as his soft lips closed around my left nipple and at the same time he used his hands to frame and caressed my middle. Trailing his open palm over my flat stomach to the small of my back while he suckled the beaded bud gently but insistently. My entire core quivered with pleasure. I ran my fingers through his rich, full hair, enjoying the silky, soft feel of it and him. He grunted and cupped my ass, lifting me up and making me widen my legs for him so his big form could fit in between them. When he drew back from me so he could pull down my panties, I cried in protest, “No! Don’t go!” "I'm yours, Saraya, I'm not going anywhere," a manly voice replied, sounding deep and alluring. His lips touched and trailed down my navel, making my skin burn and tingle. When he latched his mouth to my clit an intense jolt of pleasure made me cry out. "Dane!" My eyelids flicked open and I lay panting with my chest h

As soon as the motion ceased, I felt bile rush up my throat. I drew back from Dane, and he let me. I rushed to a nearby shrub, bending over and emptying everything in my stomach which wasn't much since I was too nervous to take breakfast before the wedding. Dane let out a curse, and the hair on my skin bristled, making me to whirled around. And then I saw we were in a clearing in the woods. The ground was covered in thick layers of snow as far as my eyes could see. About a few meters away from where we stood, to our right, were more than a dozen wolves tearing apart something that looked disturbingly human. A bonfire in the middle of the grounds supported my suspicion. My heart slammed hard against the wall of my chest. Blood rushed in my veins so fast that I could hear it in my ears. "Holy shit!" I muttered. Scared shitless to raise my voice. "Of all the places you could bring us to, Saraya!" Dane said with gritted teeth. I noted he didn't sound frightened but somewhat more exas

I lowered my gaze, and discreetly tried to put my hand behind my back to see if I could reach the knot that held the upper bodice of my dress together but I was groping like an idiot. Noting his eyes were on me, I skimmed my eyes to the two doors on the opposite end of the wall behind him, trying to guess which of the two was a bathroom since there was no sign of a wardrobe in the room, I assumed there must be one behind one of the closed doors. Doing a Minnie Minnie miny moe tactic in my head, I decided on the one at the far end of the wall, and moved, walking past him. He didn't budge from his position. 'Jerk,' I cursed in my head but inhaled the whiz of his scent like a bloody junky. "I think you should wash off first. I don't want the stench of humans in the closet," he grumbled just when I was about to reach for the doorknob. 'Okay, this is the closet,' I thought and changed course without saying a word to him. Pushing the bathroom door open, a smile stretched my lips. Th

Dane grabbed the intruder by the front of his chest and completely lifted him off of the floor, causing him to dangle in the air. I gasped. The man couldn't be less than six feet six inches. Dane was a few inches taller and even though the man was also bulky in size it appeared Dane was stronger as well. The man grunted and struggled as he brought out a charm necklace and dangled it forward in Dane's face. Something about the necklace gnawed at me. It was as if I had seen it before and when I looked at my fingers, a memory of me weaving the leather chain and preparing the elixir I poured into the glassy gem-like pendant played in my view. It was a diamond, a pure white diamond. I blinked and the images disappeared into thin air. My chest heaved with shock. "You stole from me?!" Dane snarled. "I found it in the woods," a deep low voice emitted from the man, he sounded gruff and breathy. "Leave us!" Dane growled at the man while the order was directed at the guards. When Dane didn'