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Artemisia “Hello, Missy.” Two young Omegas are smiling happily at me as I open the door. They are standing in front of my quarters with an army of trolleys.“Oh, hey girls. What are you bringing me?” They giggle as they answer, speaking in unison once again. “Dinner!” They push the trolleys through my rooms and out onto the balcony. I actually love this idea as the temperatures are still warm, and the summer night with its sounds and its atmosphere is quite romantic. I watch them arrange everything on a table they set on the terrace, and scoff as they keep me from helping. Finishing by putting a small vase with a rose onto the table, they both do a small curtsy before scurrying outside and closing the door behind them. “We will call for the Gamma right away, Missy. Enjoy your dinner and have a good night.” “Okay. Okay. Okay,” I breathe out, passing my hand over my short skirt. I suddenly feel terribly self-conscious about wearing a flowery dress with long puff sleeves as I sta
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Artemisia “What’s with her?” He asks me, and I curse myself as I see the green sprinkles in his eyes disappearing. As he seems to perceive the change in the atmosphere, I’m disappointed to see how fast he adapts to it. He loses his flirtatious demeanor swiftly and replaces it with his usual caring worry for me. I should have known. Matthew is always like this, and I should have known that he would immediately react like this. I should have taken the chance and explained everything to him in bed. After getting some steam off. At least I woul
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Artemisia“Do you want me to reject you, mate?” He asks me, sending a shudder down my spine. My breath hitches in my throat as I freeze, and he flashes me a wolfish smirk. “Do you want me to reject you?” He repeats, and now I shake my head immediately. “Then I don’t care!” He says, clenching his jaw. My heart halts in my chest as my brain struggles to process what he just said. “Huh?” I ask stupidly, watching him take a step to reduce the distance between us. Leaning in, he speaks directly into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “I don't care, love.” He chuckles, pressing a kiss on my neck, and a low moan escapes my lips. “You are my mate and you are mine.” A purr rumbles through his chest as he breathes me in, making me feel like my legs are about to turn into jelly. “If the prick wants to reject you, I don’t care. More for me!” I whimper as his declaration hits me right in my core. Straightening back up slightly, he lets his gaze roam on my face, moving it from my lip
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ArtemisiaI wake up feeling like I’m burning up from the inside. Clasping the sheets I’m entangled in, I draw a few steady breaths trying to calm myself and reduce the pain. What the hell? I was asking myself how long it would take me to get into heat when they would keep playing around like this, but I didn’t think it would start so soon. Maybe they thought it would be easier for me to take all of them if I went into heat. And seeing that it’s three mates, the time span for a she-wolf to go into heat might be way shorter. And still… This feels different from what has been described to me by my mother. Instead of feeling that overpowering desire, I feel pain. Excruciating, all-consuming, burning pain that seems to come from inside of me. As a medical practitioner, I try to analyze my symptoms immediately, but my brain seems to be blocked by the agony. Opening my eyes, I find Matthew already looking at me. His drowsy eyes scan my face worriedly. “Are you okay?” He asks, and I
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ArtemisiaI can’t recognize the voice, and yet, it sounds incredibly familiar. It feels as if it had always belonged in my head. Is his wolf talking to me? Inhaling sharply, I open my mouth to say something but my voice fails me miserably. Instead, I chose to move my hand up to pull down the border of my blanket, exposing me to him, as he instructed me to. The red flecks that have appeared in his eyes take over the entire iris, glowing intensely as Fynn flashes me a wolfish smile. I ignore my heart beating into my throat because of the intensity of the situation, and I pull my blanket further down. He moves on his knees, adjusting to me pushing the blanket completely off me with my feet. Before I can even grasp my head around what is happening, he has grabbed me and pulled me beneath him. As he hovers over me, still completely silent, he lets his lips and nose scan my skin, nearly touching it, leaving goose bumps on the way. My heart squeezes in my chest as my body burns up ag
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Artemisia“What the hell were you thinking?” I’m chewing on the nail of my thumb, as I’m leaning against the wall, wrapped in a dressing gown. After Cayden nearly broke down my door to fall into my room and interrupt us at the best moment, he risked his life as Fynn and Logan were ready to attack him. I don’t think that Matthew wasn’t in the same mood, but as he was practically already pushing into me, he surely chose to keep back, not wanting to get me hurt. Or maybe he had hoped that we could continue as his brothers were fighting the Alpha off. But as it is Cayden we are speaking of, my mates chose to submit to his Alpha command, instead of starting a pack war. Over sex at that. And now, I’m trying to eavesdrop on their discussion as they all went into Cayden’s office to talk it out. At first, I was pretty happy that they left the door open, but as the argument goes on, I’m not convinced about it anymore. I know that Cayden is the Alpha and has to look out for his pack. But
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ArtemisiaAs I step into the office, my heart stops. Cayden has his face buried in his hands, and I feel so much desperation at seeing him like this, that I could cry. I would like to step around the desk and hug him, but that would hardly be appropriate. “Please take a seat,” he says with an exhausted sigh, and I sit down, keeping silent. As he passes a hand over his face, it looks like he is about to think about how to start the conversation. I give him time to come up with something, but as he still doesn’t say anything, I decide to speak first. “What is happening, Cayden? What are you all keeping from me?”“I’m sorry, Missy. But I can’t talk to you about that now. Not yet. Unfortunately, it’s not my place to do so.” He says calmly, worry flashing in his eyes. “Fynn has to make a difficult decision, but I’ll see that he won’t have you hanging for too long. He can’t play with you without taking responsibility for what he will cause.” His worry transmits to me as his encoded spe
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ArtemisiaMatthew is working on a sculpture. His stained clothes make him look like he escaped some secret fantasy of mine. I stare drooling a bit too long before his chuckle gets me to finally force out something. “Didn’t you want to have breakfast?” I ask as he rubs his hands clean with a rug. “I’m not that hungry,” He answers with a grimace, making me feel guilty. Something about our interaction feels strange, and I cross my arms wanting to scold him playfully to loosen up the situation. “That isn’t healthy. A wolf like you not being hungry is quite a bad sign.” He answers my snicker with a tired smile and steps closer without touching me, which just intensifies my feeling about something being wrong. As he doesn’t say anything, I clear my voice and try not to crumble under his intense gaze. “So, this is your hobby?” “Yeah, helps me unwind. I guess that Logan is at the gym and Fynn is doing something aggressively right now.” He laughs, even if I don’t think that he finds it t
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