I choke on my breath my horror-struck eyes peering up to meet with his broadened ones. An aghast scream rips past my throat as the ice finally bursts right beneath my feet a dark hole created to swallow me up and I am dragged in by the harsh current plunged mercilessly into cold waters.  It feels as though I am being stabbed by numerous knives all at once all over my body I am unable to move my flesh my limbs remain fastened to my sides the pain is intolerable as a raw disturbing scream parts my mouth underwater whilst I gag as large amounts of icy water is forcibly rammed down my throat.  My heavy winter attire has soaked up so much of it and is pulling me down stirring me in another direction. Heavy vibrations have my awareness as I turn my eyes skyward to notice my male sprinting forward to the spot where I am drowning below holding a long pole in his hands. Yet before he could get to me the vigorous current pushes me sideways t

My male is disappointed. His merciless gaze that pierces through my skin reveals it all to me he need not utter a word.  I had always despised it whenever he gave me this look when he trained me as a pup as though his high expectations of me I stomped on as if I did not try my hardest. It made me feel incompetent it made me feel sick down to the pit of my belly and it still has the same effect today.  He had watched my training for the first time since he returned he observed my every movement with narrowed shrewd eyes analyzing my tactics and my footwork. I was very nervous I could not conceal it but I was also excited for him to finally see it. I was expecting that he would embrace me and say how proud of me he truly is. That I have evolved so much in the past year but once more I am left feeling insecure by this male of mine.  Vůdce is silent her palms cupping the head of her stick standin

The main door was always fully open and wolves could discern them from the outside. In a way he still followed what he once trained me, to not close doors with another male but him. Taking slow steps I walk alone back home a sudden sense of loneliness filling me up for I know he shall not be back for dinner he would remain beside Moira until he is satisfied that she is all right and would surely check on Argus on the way back. He might not even return for the night I might need to sleep alone in my freezing room. He is simply doing his duty as her Alpha I know yet I do not understand myself. These sickening feelings surging within me I wish to burn them for I am not this kind of a female.  A wolf is suffering and all I can think of is why my male is kind to her and not me? I am such a shallow female sometimes. This is Phobos he is not the same as he once was, not a sweet playful juvenile who held an intimate bond wi

"Phobos." I pant ardently soft sensual whimpers parting my swollen lips as I nervously peek through the shadows into the pack anxious that they would discover us. The unyielding male simply seizes my jaw urging me to meet his eyes for the third time. "What has you so occupied when your male has his hands on your flesh?" He questions. I peek up at him with wide doe eyes pleading him to set me free, he has caged me here for some time now not permitting me to flee expertly barring my every path of escape. "I-I have to train." "Training can wait." He utters crowding me further into the tree bending down repositioning his face he attempts to make love to my mouth to continue his heated session of stroking me in all naughty places, my full breasts my fluid glazed inner thighs and my dripping sodden cunt.  I clamp my palm over my mouth stopping his advances with broadened eyes and he halts midway simpe

Over and over he hard-heartedly strikes Arne and the male receives them with no protest for he understands he deserves it. The sight of it is intolerable to watch a sickening bloody mess Phobos has created and he does not cease even as the male's eyes roll back and his body sways side to side.  The male's orbs are swollen shut his jaw dangling loosely knocked out of its place and he belatedly loses his strength plummeting to the ground unconscious.  "Let me repeat it in the case you all have forgotten. You shall not raise your hand on a female no matter the reason. Am I understood?" Phobos questions his voice thundering across the lands as the wolves bleat and bow their heads deeper terrified to come face to face with his madness.  "Yes, Alpha." They respond in unison and he offers them a terse nod of approval stepping towards our cottage not giving the senseless Arne another glance.