Heated claim [2] Milo pov There was nothing soft about the kiss. It was hot, demanding, and demanding. Everything deep down I wanted. My back ached in pain, his grip on my chin becoming more painful as time went on, but he didn’t stop, not even for a second. He devoured me, like I belong to him, and maybe I belonged to him. My fingers flared uselessly in the air, tangling in his shirt, as I tried to clutch something, anything at all, as the heat roared inside my head like thunder. I tried to match up to his intensity, kissing him back with every amount of fervor and ferocity like I would fall apart if I didn’t. My vision exploded with stars. The taste of master was warm, dark, and intoxicating to me. A soft, involuntary sound slipped from my throat, and I felt the deep rumble of satisfaction from his chest in response. His hands trailed down traces of fire to the small of my back, pressing me hard against him. while his other hand still held my jaw, keeping me in place as if h
Heated claim Milo's pov I felt my body go numb, but I managed to shake my head, “Good, then dig in.” he said. It was a command, not a request. And without wasting time, I took my first bite from the meat. A moan nearly escaped my mouth. A perfectly spiced Seasoned chicken flavour exploded in my mouth, catching me completely off guard. My taste buds screamed for more as the chicken flavour in my mouth like cheese, crunchy and smoking hot melted. Throwing all my reservations out of the window, I pounced on the food like a hungry beast. Holding a piece of bread in my left hand, and a lap of chicken in my right hand, my eyes watered as I tasted the bread for the first time. And I wasn't disappointed. It tasted just as good as it looked, or even better. I chewed slowly, marveling at the freshness and internally thanking the gifted hands that had prepared this sumptuous meal that would make even a king sigh in amazement. Master didn’t say anything. All his attention was focuse
do you have a problem? Milo’s POV His scent hit me like a speeding tuck, causing me to look up at the new person that just entered the room. The familiar sharp cold feelings I had felt in the training ground ran through my body like an electric shock. I froze… It's him! one of the four bullies. The moment I saw his face. I remembered him. He was the leader of the four boys that I had met in the training ground. The one who had mentally attacked me with his wolf… I remembered how I was chased by him and his friends. Their taunts and threats as he chased me through the dark tunnels. My wolf stirred violently, rising to the surface without my consent. Cornel? That was his name I didn't realize the low growl that escaped through my throat, until master's body tensed, his hands clamped on my thighs, holding me from lunging at him. I couldn’t stop myself, no matter how I screamed Lior’s name, he just wouldn't hear me. Pain exploded though my fingers, as my claws pushe
The new BetaDamon's pov I was already irritated at whoever was knocking. But I forced myself to reign in my aura and all. I couldn’t afford to scare the little boy who was still trying to heal from his trauma.“This better be interesting.” I growled slowly before opening the door to see Cornelius standing there like a shadow.Cornelius was one of the shadow units' rising stars, and for now, my acting Beta. He was dressed in all black gear, the official dress code, and his expression was blank as always, but I could see a letter in his hands.“From Alpha Graphus, he demands a request for a courtesy visit” he said simply, holding out a folded letter sealed with red wax.“Demands?...” I repeated, my expression turning ugly.Alpha Graphus was a fellow powerful alpha in our dark circle who had more pride than sense. He was a brute who believed that he could get anything with his fist. Honestly, him coming was nothing short of trouble to me. I merely glanced at the front before I put it d
The knockMilo’s POVEverything felt different when I woke up. A good type of difference.The air was warmer and richer, mixed with the more familiar scent that tickled my nose. The bed beneath me felt softer than the one I was before. My fingers brushed against the smooth silk sheets that were a little too familiar…I sucked in a deep breath. I didn’t need anyone to tell me where I was.Masters room.I turned and saw him across the room, he was bent over his desk with a little frown that refused to leave his face. He had not noticed me yet.I tried to speak, or call out to him, but I realised that my throat was still sore and all cracked.I let out a slow, deep breath. trying to move my limbs, but I could hardly move them. It felt like I was inside a water tank filled with thick oil. I felt no pain at all. Except for a hollow feeling that lingered in my chest. An ache that refused to go away.That was when bits of memory began to come back to me. The vivid, cruel memory of what I ha
Little wolfMilo pov I was drowning in an endless sea of darkness and nothingness.There was no single presence of light or warmth around me. My heart lurched in terror, my throat ached from my screaming that wouldn't come out. The dream world had shattered and plunged me and everything into a deeper level of nothingness. My brain felt like cottonwood. I couldn’t think nor process anything around me in the void, leaving me with nothing but darkness and despair.Slowly all my senses became numb, and it terrified me more than anything…, what would happen to me when I finally lost all my senses?Would I just vanish into nothingness?I was floating…or falling. I couldn’t tell which was which. All my senses had tripped off like a bulb switch. Balance, smell, sense of hearing, sense of touch, everything had long since gone numb. I couldn’t even control my limbs again.Slowly I was dying in this strange world…I felt the world slowly vanishing no matter how I struggled to stay awake…I was s