EmmaThree hundred and ninety six years agoI watch from the shadows as they feast. Their laughters are loud and grating as they gorge themselves on the food I’ve spent the last few hours preparing. I no longer have the energy for resentment, I’ve fully accepted my life of servitude for now. Only a few years until my Shifting now, when I can fulfill my objective and leave. Over the years, I’ve researched everything I need to know about being a lone wolf. If is not a very comfortable lifestyle, seeing as how you have to be constantly watching your back. You are under the protection of no pack so you are easy picking for predators that may overpower you. And the most dangerous of them all, the high probability of going rogue. Without a pack’s support, even if it is one as terrible as this one, I am in danger of succumbing to the madness. And yet I will choose that life over the one I have here. I stare at Alpha Reenan, having to beat down my boiling hatred to a manageable level. I st

EmmaThree hundred and ninety five years agoNot a single person is speaking to me in the kitchens any longer. It’s as if they blame me for the whole thing that happened to Gierda, how can they? I am the one that was unfairly framed and beaten within an inch of my life. I remember two days later when I was finally well enough to go to the kitchen. I grabbed Monica by her shirt and pulled her to a stop. “You are a liar and a coward. Why did you not tell the king the truth?” It wasn’t the rapport that Alpha Kristen advised me to have with the kitchen staff but I was boiling over with so much hatred I had to get that out of my chest. She was pale and shaky but her lips were pressed tight with stubbornness. The other wolves came in then and her eyes glittered as she sneered. “What truth? What are you talking about?”My jaw dropped. The insolence and shamelessness to look into my eyes and lie so blatantly. “You bitch! You are the one that got fishbone into the alpha’s meal. It is becau

CelineI feel conflicting emotions at the press of his lips on mine. When I grip his shirt, I don’t know whether I’m going to shove him off me or pull him closer. I am nothing like her, I don’t need a mate to complete me, I am an independent creature that takes pride in my strength but damn her for corrupting our system like a poison. His kiss makes me believe in paradise, so achingly sweet and tender I feel tears in my eyes. His touch makes me feel like everything will be right again, like I need only trust him to make everything right. For the first time ever, I am not repelled at the idea of being dominated by a male, I am rather thrilled with the idea. That is why he is so dangerous, because this is all an illusion. I did trust him, and he didn’t make everything better, he ruined my life. I plunge sharp claws deep in his gut, pulling back to stare into his eyes. There is a flicker within them, not of pain or shock, and I hate that no matter what I do, he only seems indestructibl

CelineThe most primitive of all werewolf instincts. When I found my mate, I didn’t expect to find resistance, nor complications. I thought he would claim me and I would claim him and we would live happily ever after. Perhaps this is why my mind is blown away by the full mating process.His jaws are still around my shoulder and blood dribbles to the floor as his bite takes what should have been a good orgasm, a great one even and turns it into a hurricane that blows me apart. I hold tight onto him, the only solid thing in sight as he and I fall and continue falling with no end in sight. I have never felt anything like it. He almost mauled my shoulder right off, so much that it feels like the mark is now an integral part of me. Between us, I feel our bond come alive and it is beautiful. It is like in the deepest parts of my soul, a window was blown open, one that leads directly to his soul. Staring into his eyes, I tentatively open it, and he’s there. I have a window into his mind. It

EmmaThree hundred and ninety two years ago“It’s not the same.” Marie says and fans herself. “It’s like comparing a learning boy to the prowess of a man. The rumours about him are true.”I laugh and shake my head. “You are the only person I know that would fuck two men just to confirm the rumours.”“Well someone had to do it, and I was more than ready to volunteer.”I lay flat on my stomach and watch her, the only true friend I’ve made in this hellhole of a pack, a fellow servant. “I know a few people that would beg to disagree with you. Angie describes Joel as a gentle lover. She says he makes love to you slowly and thoroughly.”“True. Joel makes love and Gourd fucks. Goddess, can you even compare the two? Give me a good hard fuck any day. Gourd bent me over and fucked my brains out as he whispered dirty words in my ear. I’ve never come that hard in my life.”She sighs and drops to the bed with me and I laugh, amused.“Safe to say you’ll be going back for a redo.”“You bet! And yo