There had to be a catch. There was no way Marlon Roessler wanted to keep me alive just because I was pregnant with his child. This child would come out of me dark-furred and a disgrace to the kingdom. They would be abused and neglected, not to mention enslaved and later slaughtered by light-furred wolves.The thought was sickening. The thought of losing my child in the most erupting and traumatizing way. I’ve lost a lot of people in my life, and I watched a lot of wolves die in my presence, but none of them were my own children. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to lose a child.Marlon was one of the biggest racist noblemen I knew; there was no way he would want to keep that child anywhere near his manor.So, why bother keeping me alive? Why not allow me to die in peace?To my shock, he’s allowing me to reside inside the manor. I’m not sure how he managed to pull that off, but Winston came to collect me from the garden after my duties and brought me to the guest room on the eas

Her body laid before him in pure bliss; naked and beautiful. Her tanned skin radiates in the candlelit room of the guest bedroom. Her dark hair messily fell around her exotic features. He was wrapped around her thin body, kissing the nape of her neck, and trailing down her shoulder blade and to her torso.The movement of her body, her breathing, grew heavier allowing for her breasts to move freely with the rest of her. He cupped his lips around her firm, and dark, nipples. Bringing them into his mouth and sucking her nipples tenderly.She moaned at his touch, increasing his erection.The silvery aura of his wolf combined with the hazy purple aura of her wolf brought out a beautiful pink shade between the two. Both wolves appeared to be deeply satisfied.Marlon’s lips closed around hers and he sucked her bottom lip tenderly; he breathed her in. Breathing the same air, she breathed.This is what you want. A voice in his head spoke to him in a low tone; he recognized the voice to be his

As the weeks went on, it seemed as though my relationship with Marlon has only grown more intense. He came into my room not long ago and we had sex again. At first, I was only doing it so he would allow me to attend school, but now it’s almost as though I want to perform acts of sexual intercourse with him. The way he makes my body feel when I’m entangled with him. It’s like he cares more about my pleasures than he does his own.Which made no sense because I was only doing this so I can gain access to education. Every time he was near my wolf would grow more excited. I could feel her stirring with desire when he touched me, and her aura illuminated through my skin and made it obvious just how badly I wanted him. Despite me trying to keep it tame.He wasn’t the kind of guy I should be getting myself involved with; he was the kind of guy that would sign away my rights any chance he got and get me taken away from the only family I ever knew. Getting me placed on a slave farm and then eve

“How are you feeling?” Sierra asked as she stuck an IV into my arm.At this point, I had bypassed my 6-month expiration date, for which I was beyond grateful. Sierra has been doing a great job at keeping me alive with all the medications and antibiotics she’s been giving me. She’s been coming by almost daily to check on me and to provide me with the medications.Marlon would sometimes be in the room with her, and she would disgustingly flirt with him. I wasn’t sure why it bothered me so much. Maybe because nearly every day for the last few months, we’ve been having sex in the room I’m residing in. Sometimes it would even be in his room. My wolf gets excited every time he’s around and I hate myself for feeling this way about him.Maybe it was also the fact that I was having his baby.I haven’t asked Marlon if he was sleeping with Sierra too; if he touches her the way he touches me and kisses her the way he kisses me. My stomach turned into a knot just thinking about it. I had to push t

Marlon had a small building set up for me to stay in. The building wasn’t far from the manor; it was still a part of the Roessler property within the courtyard. But not attached to the manor.He still had me wear a cufflink that only he had access to remove so that I couldn’t transition into a werewolf and escape. I also wasn’t allowed to leave the house. If anyone were to see me, we would all be dead.I had to admit though, it was a nice setup. There was a small kitchen with a fridge that Marlon kept stocked with different varieties of food. There was also a king-sized bed, which was extremely comfortable. Much more comfortable than the slave farm, and even a little more comfortable than the bed I slept in while residing in the maid’s courters.Sierra would come to visit me periodically to check on my heart condition and Dr. Lovewitt would come to visit me periodically to check on everything else. They both knew better than to question Marlon and his antics, so they didn’t ask why I