EVANGELINE. I could barely breathe not knowing what to do. His touch made my body react, I didn’t want him, yet my body enjoyed this. It felt good but I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. The taste of his mouth was enticing, the feel of his plump full lips dominating mine. The way his body was moulded against mine… When he sucked on my lower lip slightly, I wondered what would happen if I kissed him back? Would he display my head on a pitchfork in front of the castle? Or worse, see it as an invitation to take things further? Before I could even decide, he suddenly moved back, his blazing red eyes full of anger once more as he grabbed my wrist, yanking me down the hall. We passed a few people, but they kept their heads down, moving out of our way swiftly. I was getting whiplash from his behaviour… My lips still tingled from his touch and my heart felt funny. Was this what Josie meant, that things can just physically be fun. That you didn’t need to tie emotion to feel pleasure… I didn

EVANGELINE. He let go of me suddenly, his blazing red eyes returning to normal as he stared at me with such intensity, I could feel my cheeks burning under his gaze. I felt scared, not knowing what was going to come next. He turned away from me, pushing the files off the desk as he ran his hand over his head and down his face, exhaling sharply. Clearly trying to calm his raging heart. Did he have a nightmare? Nervously, I began gathering the files that he had just sent flying to the floor. “Leave them.” He hissed. I froze, looking up at him. “It’s ok, it’s my fault… I… came in to ask you about lunch but then I shocked you…” I mumbled. “Lunch…” He looked at the clock on the wall, frowning. Something wasn’t right… “No thanks, I’m not hungry.” He frowned. His gaze dipped to my neck before lingering on my breasts. I nodded, quickly placing the files on the desk and turned to leave when he spoke, making me stop in my tracks. “Where are you from?” Sadness washed over me at the thoug

EVANGELINE. My heart was racing as I glanced at the door behind me and then up at the man before me feeling completely confused. “H-How did you get in here?” What if the guards saw him? “By luck, I was out here getting some things for Grandmother, and I saw you shopping. You look happy…” He said softly. My head was spinning far too much to focus on his words. “I know Omega Lucia always stops by this shop, and so I thought I’d wait here… How have you been, Angel?” He asked, stepping closer to me. The room was far too tight for two people. I stepped back, hitting the door behind me, and stared up at him. A thousand emotions coursed through me. Shock, happiness, confusion, fear, worry… Nervously I chewed on my bottom lip, “Y-you shouldn’t be here.” I whispered. If Zedkiel found out, he’d kill him! Raising his hands he cupped my face, “But I missed you…” He said softly, looking down at me, my heart soared, and I could'nt help but smile softly at the man I had loved for so long… His e

ZEDKIEL. “You will be fine Evangeline.” Alistair was saying, the door to the bathroom was slightly ajar. “You have been given an upbringing better than most werewolves… just pretend you aren’t an Omega tonight. The Prince is taking you to this dinner as a date, as an equal in a way. You do not want to let him down.” Raised better than most, that was what I had heard too… and it was exactly that, that I was banking on for tonight. When Ragnar and Chasyn had mind linked earlier, they had stated that Dad had set a date for the tournament. We had two weeks, two fucking weeks to find a Luna… To hell, I was going to find a woman that my Lycan wouldn’t rip to shreds. I was unhinged… there were days he was calmer but others where my blood thirst was heightened, which were far worse… I stood up silently, walking over to the bedroom door and peered through it, staring inside. She was standing there with her back to me, her smooth creamy back on display branded with my mark. Her curvy hips an

EVANGELINE. My heart pounds violently as he slides my dress up, so confidently as if it was second nature. How many women has he been with? Just the thought makes me feel uncertain. A part of me wants to turn and run… but a part of me wants to give in to him, to see what would happen. I could feel the wetness between my legs, feeling that clench as he stares down at me with a carnal hunger that was equally terrifying, yet oddly exciting. He licks his lips, his hands running up my legs, with eyes full of raw unmasked lust. That somehow made my entire body react. Is it my scent? An Omega’s arousal releases a special scent that is very addicting to males. It must be… the way he is looking at me, is too intense… I am scared of him, yet I am confused by the way my body yearns for more. The coolness of the table against my skin makes me shiver, and he slaps my ass, making me whimper. His eyes flash and I gasp when I feel the sting of the fabric against my skin, as he tears my thong off. A