~ Claire~ .. The knockings persisted and an idea crossed my mind. I glanced at Axel and he was now quiet, despite the slight unbalanced movements his body made on the bed; he didn't produce any noise. Quickly, I took off my sleeping dress and wrapped it around my nude body, specifically covering the Trista mark. I ruffled my hair and wet my face to look before going to the door, I slightly opened it and met Marianne's stare. "Um, the Alpha and I are busy right now. Do you mind?" I asked, feigning an out-of-breathe tone. "Oh of course not!" She appeared stunned for a moment, then flustered, "sorry for the interruption, please carry on," she seemed unreasonably excited and I quickly shut the door. Breathing out heavily, I turned and realized Axel was now on his feet. I bolted the door, dressed up, and walked to him. "My Lord, you need to calm down before-- "Mate," he repeated, walking towards me in lazy steps. I watched him get to me and his arm snaked around my waist before h

~Claire~ I sat beside Adelaide in the bronze sterling carriage as we traveled back to the Shadow pack. My palms were clasped on my knees and the slight discomfort from the corset tightened around my waist heightened. The tiny spikes from the royal mantle draped over my dress disturbingly tickled my neck. A cramp twisted my stomach and I moved disturbingly in my seat to ease it. "Are you okay, Claire?" Adelaide's voice brought me from my reverie. "Yes mother," I replied, taking a quick breath. A warm thick gush ran between my legs and I pressed them against each other, a rush of embarrassment staining my cheeks. I felt Adelaide's gaze on me, or the bracelet banded around my wrist, I wasn't so sure since my gaze was ahead. "If it's okay with you, I'd like us to go somewhere first." she had a warm smile when I glanced at her. "What place?" "The sperm bank, you need to get some tests done. The doctors will be at the palace tomorrow to carry out the insemination and I noticed y

.... ~Claire For the next five days, Marianne's words remained stuck in my mind, the grotesque imagination constantly sending me off. I was shoved forward one last time and then I felt Axel move away from me, his erection falling flat as he plopped to the bed, exhausted. I wasn't sure for how long I was bent over while he ground me from behind but when I regained my sense, I felt a sharp prick from all that standing, and in between my thigh, a slick whitish liquid ran down. I stared at him, surprised by how I was carried away while he sexed me from behind, unclad from my waist down to my legs. I stood and head to the bathroom to clean myself up. I was sure Axel must have been hard on me considering the number of days, he didn't have me due to my period. He wasn't a fan of foreplay, which was a good thing for me because I didn't have to completely go naked for him to have his way. His desires were strong and they made his thrusts painful and almost unbearable. While I was glad kno

~Axel~ The spoon dropped from my hand but Warren got it before it could hit the floor, I stared at the meals seated in front of me with distaste. The feeling of unease settled heavily in the pit of my stomach. "Is something wrong?" Warren asked, wiping the spoon and returning it to the dish of steaks. "Is it the food?" I shook my head, "I just feel so uneasy." "Why? Is it the prescription?" Again, I shook my head. "where is Claire?" "She left for her father's pack with Adelaide. He's on his deathbed and asked to see her so Adelaide went with her." Amidst the feeling, I picked up the spoon and resumed eating, ignoring the discomfort. "I must be mistaken then, for a second I felt like she was in danger. I guess it's just sadness. Fuck, I hate this connection thing so bad." "You'll get used to it." "I smell her blood," I said to Warren, "looks like she hurt herself. Do you think her father died already?" I asked, hating how worried I was. "Probably. We mourn in diffe

~Claire~…I stiffened again when I felt the swab work its way into my core and finally slid out to rest at the opening. My gaze remained on the ceiling, hoping for a quick end to whatever Landel was doing to me. When he eventually pushed his head out and stood up, he examined the swab with squinted eyes. "Dress up," he rasped. Grabbing the sheet to completely cover my bareness, I expected him to turn away and give me some privacy but his eyes remained on me. "Can I have some privacy?" "So you can run off again?" he arched a brow at me. Well, I had tried to escape again when I was laid. The bed was too high, so I ended up tumbling over, breaking my nose as I hit the ground. He caught me before I got to the exit and slammed me back into the bed. And since then, his gaze never left me. "I don't have time for hide and seek. Dress up or I'll be delighted to carry you out butt naked." From the sound of his voice to his features, everything about him was intimidating. His quietness w