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ArtemisiaI dress myself quickly into a sundress before sprinting after them. I follow my mate’s voice that booms through the mansion as his brothers are carrying him into the main mansion and downstairs. Pushing through the crowd that forms on the stairs and in the halls to watch the spectacle, I reach the ground floor without catching up with them. As I stand in front of a heavy steel door that has been left ajar, I feel goosebumps rising on my skin. The Dungeon. Gulping, I start descending the stone staircase that leads down to the cold underground in a spiral form. The steel door seems to have been the portal to another dimension. Because as I’m enveloped by the cold radiating off the bare walls, I walk through a place that in comparison with the mansion built above it is depressing. But I guess that fits the purpose of the place. Instead of shiny chandeliers and the expensive, dark-hued interiors matching the gray walls, I find myself surrounded by cells with silver bars.
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Artemisia “How is it?” Matthew asks me with big eyes. Gulping down the bite I just took off my sweet crepes, I smile happily. “It tastes delicious. But I never eat with so many eyes on me.” “Glad you like it. And yeah, sorry about that. But they will stop staring as soon as they have gotten used to you.” He wipes his mouth with his napkin, throwing it back onto the table. He had driven me into the heart of the pack, and I guess you could call it the town center. There are small cute shops for everything that one needs or a heart could desire. They are distributed along beautiful cobblestone paths that are adorned with colorful flowers. What I love the most is that all of those colorful paths lead to the town square with a big fountain. The fountain is decorated with several statues of wolves and warriors, and on top of it, there are three pups, carved out of marble, that are playing with each other. It was a strange feeling to walk along the narrow streets with Matthew hold
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Artemisia Unfortunately, even with his brother gone, Matthew doesn’t regain his old bubbly self. Something must be bothering him as we finish our ice cream in silence before he accompanies me to my room. My heart breaks as he doesn’t even look at me properly when saying goodbye, and I can’t possibly have him leave like that. “Do you mind helping me unpack a bit?” I ask, getting him to look at me properly for the first time since he was angry about me asking about Fynn. “It is a bit overwhelming still.” I giggle, and he nods shyly. I don’t really need his help with unpacking or putting my stuff away, but I feel like it was the only chance to get him into my room, and especially, the bedroom. As the gentleman he is, he would have never set foot into my room without being invited. “I’m sorry that I asked you to help me. I should have stopped an Omega on one of the floors,” I say apologetically. He chuckles as he is about to hang my dresses into the walk-in wardrobe. “Are y
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MatthewKeeping my head low, I try to avoid Cayden’s gaze while I dig in. It might be my guilty conscience, but I feel like he is suspecting something. But even if we made the deal that we would be open about anything that might happen, I am set on keeping the last occurrences with Artemisia my dirty little secret. He isn’t stupid though, and he must have asked himself why I would come to dinner freshly showered if I didn’t train. “Matty!” Logan’s shouting reaches my ear before I feel the slap on my head. I growl as my head jerks forward lightly, but I don’t say anything or react as he sits down next to me. As the youngest of us three, I’m certainly no match for him. I close my eyes, letting the picture of Missy materialize in front of my inner eye. This way, I can successfully calm myself and my wolf down and can ignore the badgering. My guts churn as he takes his plate flirtatiously talking to the Omega that is serving the food to him. She blushes at the pet names he calls
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Artemisia I’m biting on the nail of my thumb as I’m watching the most ridiculous action movie that I have ever seen. But still better than the romantic ones they wanted to watch because they thought I would like them. As Cayden apparently accepted the invitation of Logan and tagged along as well, I assume that I’m now sitting through the most awkward movie night in history. While Logan had wanted to sit, or rather lie, with me on a large sectional, Cayden had me sitting in one of the recliner chairs next to his. And Logan ended up sharing the sectional with his brother. Even if I’m convinced that he would have been cuddling closer to me. I giggle to myself as I take another handful of popcorn. Looking over to Cayden, I see him staring at the screen with a frown. He must find it as ridiculous as I do. He doesn’t seem very relaxed though, because his posture is totally rigid. I realize that I have not seen him smile once since I talked to him at the lake. ‘Focus on
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Artemisia Ignoring her, I jump down the cold stairs, cursing myself for not having put on any socks. Still pondering over how stupid I have been to just sprint off in the first place, I’m shocked as I stand in front of a mountain of a man. “Oh, hello.” “My lady,” he bows, making the big keychain he is wearing on his hips tingle. I chuckle, happy about the fact that he seems to be nicer than the Omegas. “Missy.” He flashes me his pearly canines, as he steps forward, holding out his hand. “Ashton. I’m one of the guards.” “And a lousy one at best.” I hear Fynn shout as I take Ashton’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Ashton.” “So, I should send her right back up, then.” Ashton laughs at his remark, shaking his head as he adds in a whisper. “He is cranky but will be happy to see you.” “Thank you,” I whisper back, as I walk around him, entering the big hall with the cells. To my surprise, a few inmates are sitting there, which I didn’t notice the last time I was here. As I get s
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ArtemisiaI gulp as I look back up, my gaze locking with Logan’s.“Why did you sneak to the Dungeons, babe?” He asks me, and I struggle to make my brain assemble a coherent sentence as I feel Matthew move against me.“I was just worried,” I respond, my voice failing me.Logan hums, as he steps even closer, our lips nearly touching. “Worried about what?”“I don’t know,” I whisper, my eyes falling to his lips repeatedly.His fingers lift my top, grazing my skin slowly, covering it with sparks.Wetting my lips with my tongue, I keep eye contact w
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ArtemisiaI wake up feeling more sore than I ever felt.But how good it feels.The ‘just another round’ ended up being another three rounds. And even if I didn’t get them to fuck me like I begged them to, I couldn’t fall asleep feeling more satisfied.At least I managed to convince them to get off on me.Them covering me in their cum was as exciting as it was new to me.I chuckle to myself as I remember Riccardo being a total lame duck in bed, and just a few days ago, there I was, thinking he was the best I would ever get.Mate bonds, what a scam.
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