It's been days since Adam and I entered the forest, and we've been killing witches in every coven we've come across. But they just keep coming, and it feels like we're fighting a losing battle. We're exhausted and overwhelmed, and I can't see an end in sight. "This is impossible," Adam says, panting as we run from one coven to the next. I'm not sure how much more of this we can take.Half of the werewolves who joined us in the attack on the witches are dead, and the rest have gone back to the city, leaving just a few of us behind. I know I can't leave, I'm the alpha and I have a responsibility to see this through. But I'm starting to wonder if it's even possible. I know we have to keep fighting, but I'm not sure how much longer we can last.I wake up slowly, blinking my eyes open as I take in the scene around me. I'm lying on green grass, surrounded by trees and flowers. The sun is shining down, and I can hear birds singing in the distance. It's peaceful and beautiful, and for a momen

The silence is deafening after Isabel and the old man leave. I feel the need to break it, so I turn to Adam and say, "We have to get out of here. We have to steal that boat and leave, before morning." I say it matter-of-factly, my eyes dark and emotionless. Adam looks at me, and I can see the gears turning in his head. He knows I'm right and he agrees. The old man walks back in, his face beaming. "There's no need to steal the boat," he says. "It won't get you anywhere. The streams all lead to the same place, a dead end." I feel a moment of panic, but then he continues, "I have horses, and I'd be happy to give them to you so you can travel by land." I breathe a sigh of relief. A horse would be so much better than a small, wooden boat.I look him in the eye, searching for any sign of anger. "You're not mad that I wanted to steal your boat?" I ask. He lets out a hearty laugh, and shakes his head. "You're just a couple of ignorant kids," he says. "You didn't know any better." I feel a bit

I can’t believe just how good this is and when I think it doesn’t get better, it gets even a lot better as Lucien goes down on me, first he rubs his right index against my fruit mixing up my juice nice and slow as if mixing up a magical portion. He then lowers his head and place his hot tongue on it, my head is spinning. I can feel myself creaming all over him as my juice starts to flow down my thighs, he continues and he licks everything without wasting a single one. He then rises and looks to my eyes, place a soft kiss on my lips and unbuckle his pants , I watch him get naked seeing his hard and erect groin throbbing. I can’t take my eyes off it, it looks scary and enticing I want it in me right now. “I hope the little guy has got extra space in there for daddy” he says with a sarcastic tone as he plays with it, tapping on the surface several times before finally pushing in, I let out a small gasp and I hold my breath as he pulls back out a little, the process continues as he thru

Thomas shouts orders to his men, commanding them to attack Lucien and Lauren. I watch in horror as the battle rages on, the sounds of violence filling the air. Then, I feel a hand on my arm, and I turn to see Thomas looking at me. His eyes are wild, and he grins at me in a way that makes my skin crawl. "What's wrong with you?" I ask, my voice shaking. He just chuckles, and I start to feel like I’m in danger."Do you know why Lucien married you?" Thomas asks, his voice low. I shake my head, my stomach churning. "I don't know," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. He smiles, and I feel a chill run down my spine. "I'll show you," he says, reaching into his pocket. He pulls out a small red stone, and presses it into my hands. Before I can react, he slices my wrists with a knife, and I cry out in pain. "Why are you doing this?" I manage to ask, my voice shaking.He explains that I'm the last in the lineage of the Sarvic family, the bloodline of my father. And, according to myth and lege

They agree to my terms and ask one of the men to set me loose. I feel the chains fall away, and I'm free. I stretch my muscles, feeling the relief of finally being unrestrained. But then I look around at the devastation I've caused. I see Lauren's body, cold and lifeless. I should feel something, but I don't. All I feel is emptiness. Natasha and Thomas lead me to the elevator, and we descend into the depths of the compound. I know what lies below, and I feel a sense of excitement just seeing how much power the blood moon stone gave Thomas.We arrive in the dungeon, and Natasha asks me where her mother is being held. I smile, my eyes glinting with malice. "This way," I say, leading them down the corridor. We reach a dead end, and I can see the confusion on their faces. "What is this?" Natasha asks, anger and suspicion creeping into her voice. "You said you knew where my mother was."Thomas grabs me by the neck from behind, his grip strong and threatening. "Give us answers," he demands,