Aláine's Point of View"Arghh!" exclaimed Kristof clasping at his chest where the dagger was embedded."No! Kristof!" I screamed as I struggled against Olivier's grip."Silver, Wolf-born," his opponent crowed with glee. "It will poison your body, weakening you, and your mate can watch you die."Before my eyes, Kristof started to change shape. White hair began sprouting from his skin. His hands elongated and became dangerous looking claws. I could hear his bones snap and break, moulding themselves into a new form, taller and broader than his human aspect. His ears became pointed into wolf's ears, and his face contorted. The jaw and nose area pushed forward, remaking themselves into a snout. Finally, his teeth elongated, becoming fangs. In a mere 30 seconds, Kristof had transformed into a magnificent white Lycan with the same gold-tipped fur, standing well over two metres in height."Silver does not affect me," he said in a deep gravelly voice, pulling the dagger out of his chest befor

Viktor's Point of View"Fuck!" I screamed at my men. "Why is he immune to silver? Someone find out why he couldn't be harmed!"How the hell did werewolves become immune to silver? When I killed other werewolves, they weren't immune to silver. I even had a pair of those silver daggers made especially to take out wolf-borns. Now I was down a dagger because that woman, my supposed to be mate, had it.Which of my men screwed this up by not getting me enough information? All my plans were laid to waste because one of them didn't get me the required knowledge. Someone was going to get punished over this. I just had to figure out which one it would be. Not Olivier. I had just made him Beta, and compared to the rest of them, he was one of the smarter ones. Why couldn't I have followers almost as intelligent as me? With my luck, I ended up with the stupid ones."Beta Olivier!" I demanded. "Find me some humans who are intelligent and strong. I will need to turn them. Unfortunately, they won't

Aláine's Point of ViewTo emphasise how turned on he was, Kristof thrust his sizeable erect cock against my crotch, causing me to gasp. Then he regained my lips and continued probing my mouth. My body was on fire, and I wanted him so much, but I needed to first sort out my conflicting thoughts.True to Kristof's statement that I would be the one to decide when and where, he stopped and got off me."Now I am annoyed," I said.Kristof laughed and said, "Just tell me when you want me, and I am all there. Until then, I am going to have that cold shower."I watched him saunter off to the bathroom, wearing nothing but his tight boxers. It was tough not to, but I couldn't help but eye how they curved around his very sexy arse, fitting every curve and angle of his body. I was sure that he was damn well aware of my eyes on him and revelling in it. Damn him!I needed a clear head to analyse my feelings about him. It wasn't so much the sex that was the big step anymore; it was the marking and co

Aláine's Point of ViewMy heart was melting. I thought this was the most romantic gesture ever. I knew I was falling in love, which was entirely new territory for me. If I were indeed in love with him, I would have to accept being a werewolf. The question was, would I be willing to do that? Admittedly, Kristof's Lycan and wolf aspects were beautiful. I would have those aspects too. Would they look like his or different?"I wasn't scared of your Lycan because I know you would never hurt me," I said. "In fact, I thought your Lycan was gorgeous."I put my hand on his jaw, using my thumb to caress his jawline. I could feel tingling through my fingers and wondered if Kristof could feel them as well. His smouldering look answered that, and I felt heat pooling between my legs."Oh my God!" I thought when he sniffed the air. "He can tell I'm aroused."He confirmed that for me when he smirked. I decided to take my mind off that by thinking of something else.Then it occurred to me, and I aske

Aláine's Point of ViewAfter dinner, while Kristof was cleaning up the kitchen with Frederic, I went to talk to Zara, and then went upstairs to put my plan into motion. Once dressed, I sat down next to Axel to give him some attention. I didn't want him interrupting us tonight. I wondered briefly if I should put him somewhere else. I wasn’t sure. I had never brought anyone home to my bed, so had never thought about this before. Axel seemed happy with the pats. Since he was still recuperating, he wasn’t as bouncy as he usually was.You're such a good boy, Axel," I said. His tail wagged enthusiastically, but he still remained seated on his bed.Each passing minute made me more and more anxious. What if he were able to sense my anxiousness? He probably had extraordinary werewolf senses to detect my emotions. This was not helping me relax. I ended up putting the dressing gown on because I was so nervous."Hey, my sweetness, are you all right?" Kristof asked, giving me a fright."Shit, don