ElenaWe stay in the forest a bit longer, talking. When we walked slowly back to the Pack House, and he takes my hand into his. I like the feeling of his big hand wrapped around my small. I feel my hand tiny compared to his big hand.When we are in front of the Pack House, he lifts the hand that I have in his hand and plants a soft kiss on top of it, and looks at me with those green eyes of his.“I will think of the kiss we shared all night long,” he tells me.“Me too,” I confess.Vladimir waits until I got in before leaving. He makes my heart… race. I haven't felt like this in a long time. I feel…happy. Damn, I am in love. I don’t even know when I have fallen for him.I go inside my office and close the door. I take out my agenda and look for a phone number. I dial it and wait for the Elder to pick it up. Finally, after

VladimirI look at Elena's face and admire her beauty while she sleeps. She looks very peaceful. I brush the tip of my fingers along her face with great care, so I don’t wake her up. She is so soft. Even softer than I imagined. I hold her in my arms and I am still amazed at how perfect she fits my arms. Like her body was created exactly for my body.I love her so much. She takes my breath away. Six months ago, I did think it would be possible to feel something like this for her. I was constantly terrified of her. And now I want to make her happy. I don’t think I can live without her—my strong-willed mate.I lay with Elena in my arms all night long. I thought I knew what torture is. Obviously, I was wrong. I have to ignore my desire. Whenever she moves, changing her posture, I forced myself to stay still, afraid to move or even breathe. And my cock stays erect al

Laura“When is Mark going to get out of the infirmary? Is the joining ceremony still happening next weekend, or Mark needs more time to heal?” my friend, Amelia, asked me while we sit in the common room.The last thing I want to do is to be joined with Mark. He looks like a monster.“Have you seen how he looks, with all those scars all over? And his face is ruined. He looks like a…monster. How on Earth am I going to be able to look at him every day? Imagine him touching me. Disgusting! It wasn’t that he was hot before. I mean, he was ok, I suppose, but now, I just can not be with him,” I say.“How can you be so superficial? I would give anything to find my mate,” Krista, another friend, said.“I am not superficial. I am just telling the truth. You should see his face, with all those cuts. I can’t look at him a

VladimirFor the next few days, Elena didn't even talk to me. It would have been easy if she was angry with me and yelled at me. Instead, she didn’t look me in the eyes and avoided me.On the third night, after the Full Moon, I see Elena when she gets out of her office, and I rush to talk to her.“Elena, I want to talk to you,” I tell her.“I don't want to talk to you, Vladimir. Don't insist.”I ignore what she is saying and open the office door and pull her in. I lock the door after me.“You drive me crazy. One day you are sweet, and the other, you are cold.”“I want to leave, Vladimir. Move, or else I will make you.”I ignore her.“In the last three days, you haven’t even looked at me. And you don't want to talk to me either.”“Because there is nothing to talk about.

VladimirI float on a sea of pain for a long time. I don't see or hear anything. Does this mean I am dead? But why does it hurt so much? I thought that being dead meant being free of all pain. So why does my body hurt so much? Wait, do I still have a body?I don't know how long I float like this because I don't see or hear anything. So this is what it means to be dead? To be alone and in constant pain? I close my eyes.“You are not alone,” I finally hear a voice.“Who said that?” I ask.“Open your eyes,” the same voice said.I do that and in front of me is a big silver wolf. And everything around us is black.“Am I dead?” I ask.“Not yet.”“Then where am I?”“At the border between death and life.”“I can see my famil