The King-Cougar struck, hitting his paw to Alphose's chest which caused a good amount of pain to travel through his half-shifted body like waves. "Hell! Alpha King!"The King-Cougar raised his forepaws again, this time the sharp long claws slipped out, Alphose knows immediately that when he strikes this time, he will rip his heart from his chest. And there's no escaping him, not when the King-Cougar has him in this position.So, he closed his eyes and awaited his faith, hoping at the same time that his mate has ran to safety.But, as the paw descended, the King-Cougar shifted. The Alpha King lay above him, his hand hitting the floor above their heads and his breathing uneven."Oh, thank the gods." Alphose's relief was insurmountable. Yet, he held still, not moving, seeing the battle for control still going on inside the male above him.Wolfariane Daminor Throne was bombarded with several kinds of emotions, he is tethering on the very edge of insanity. Again.Kill. Destroy. Hate hum

Ismena was barely aware of Alphose leaving. Wolfariane was kissing her again, his hand digging harder into her hips, this time around, drawing blood.She winced into his mouth, her eyes watering. But she didn't fight him. Instead, she ran her hands around his back, down to his waist. Her breathing was harsh to her own ears.His other hand went to her leg and lifted it to his waist, to settle in comfortably between her thighs. He thrust again, sharp and animalistic as the first time against her belly."Wolfar—"His name was cut off from her lips as he sucked on her tongue. Making a sound of frustration, his back bowed and he thrust again. This time, he seem to have gotten his desired destination when his dick bumped her pussy.She yelped at the forceful thrust.He groaned in satisfaction, and slammed his hips to hers again, pressing her deeper into the wall. Once. Twice. Thrice."Oh, God!" It hurts. It's like a big hard pole is weighted in front of her, searching for ways to pierce thr

Hours later, the sun is down and the breeze of the early evening came through the open windows of the bedroom Alphose lay in.His condition had been critical, Wolfariane did not want to imagine what would have happened if he'd found the cougar Alpha five minutes after the time he'd found him. A lot has happened after he'd found him at the pull of his own blood.The Sentinels had helped transport Alphose out of Nalaila's dungeon room to another bedroom on the fourth floor of the tower, while two other Sentinels had run out to call the healers of Naturiah on his orders. Another Sentinel he'd sent out to get Eline. She'd been Alphose's last intimate partner, so she was most likely to be of help in this situation.When the three healers came, including Harhan; the medicine man of the Royals, they'd quickly gotten to work on Alphose. Narosa, who's the only female among them was herded off to Ismena's bedroom to take care of the bruises on her human skin.Now, the Alpha King stood inside t

The silence that followed that question was deafening. It stretched...and only lengthened. Ismena waited him out patiently, her eyes never leaving his face. "Yes." He said, at last, uncrossing his arms. He walked to the nearest window and looked out to the wilds the only view the window oversees. Oh my God. She staggered back.No matter how true she'd expected it to be, it didn't prepare her for his admission. "Were you ever going to tell me?" She let out in a whisper, her throat dry like sandpaper. "No." It hurt. It wasn't supposed to, but it did. "Why?" "Because I have no intentions of ever taking a mate. Not you or anybody else. I do not want a mate. I do not want a child." Each word was clipped and hard. "Why?" "I love my life the way it is." "What about me? I'm going to die, Wolfariane. Your touch keeps me alive. I've never felt better than I did in a long time and it is all because of you." "Alphose returned today from New York with your pills. The next time he wakes,

"Who knows, I might find another changeling male who I'm compatible with, who I can start fucking and it'll keep me alive. But even if I don't find another compatible mate, it doesn't matter. I'm still going to fuck around and fulfill my list while I wait for my death. I'm going to the club tonight." Wolfariane realized his hands had balled into fists. Again. For the hundredth time, he unfisted and flexed those fingers. He stood at the window of his bedroom, staring out to the wildness that surrounded his tower. He has good night vision even without the eyes of the wolf or the mountain lion, so he can see each tree in the forest, each grass, and each pathway. Head raised, he glanced at the sky. The stars clustered around the half-moon, looking so beautiful and shiny. A shooting star went off, separating itself from the crowd while twinkling stars stood out from the rest. It is indeed a beautiful night. She is in the club. Those males are leering at her. Their eyes are devouring