Semua Bab My Big Bad Wolf-A Werewolf Trilogy: Bab 1 - Bab 10

~ALEX~As soon as Elysia stepped in the room, my wolf howled, “Mate.” “That’s impossible,” I growled. “She’s human!” However, my wolf insisted “MATE!”The scent of her, so sweet, so tantalizing, filled my nostrils. She smelt like fresh rain on a spring morning, mixed with the scent of jasmine. And she was mine. But she didn’t know it yet. She had no idea about the world she’d stumbled into. Yet, she was clever, she was a survivor, and she had a spark in her that I hadn’t seen in anyone in a very long time.As soon as she had touched me, I’d felt it. The bond was forming, whether she liked it or not. I knew I’d need to be careful with her. To win her over, to make her understand. But first, she had to accept the world she’d entered—and she had to accept me. All of me.The wolf inside me was already eager to claim her. To mark her as mine. But I knew better. Elysia was going to have to make that choice herself. And I’d be damned if I’d force her into it.But she’d come to me. And she’d

The more I learned, the more intrigued I became."The club operates on a strict code of conduct," Mistress Ainsley stressed, her eyes boring into mine. "You must be firm yet respectful, knowing when to guide, when to step back. You are the guardian of the experience, ensuring that everyone's boundaries are respected."Her words painted a picture of a world where pleasure and pain were intertwined, where trust was the ultimate currency. She spoke of the club's members with a mix of reverence and authority, and I realized that the role of a hostess was not merely to serve but to orchestrate the symphony of desire that played out within the club's walls."Remember," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper, "you are the eyes and ears of the club. Any misstep, any misbehavior, you report to me or Alex. Understood?"I nodded, my throat dry with anticipation. The gravity of the job was not lost on me. I would be privy to the most intimate moments of some powerful individuals. I had to be b

~ALEX~I was going absolutely fucking crazy. Every time Elysia was near me, my wolf shouted that I claim her, demanding I show her who she belongs to. It was getting harder and harder to keep the need at bay. She smelled like the sweetness of the night air after a storm, and my instinct was to pull her close and never let her go.But, I had to be patient.Elysia had to come to this realization herself. She had to understand the depth of what it meant to be a part of my world. I led her through the hallways, the scent of her arousal growing stronger with each step. She was so innocent, so untouched by the darker side of desire, and yet she was drawn to it like a moth to a flame.Every time we stopped to watch another scene, her pupils dilated, and she leaned closer to me, seeking comfort in my presence. My cock grew harder with each gasp she made, and I had to fight the urge to throw her over my shoulder and take her right there, in front of everyone.But, as much as my wolf was driving

Placing my hands against the double doors, I pushed them open and descended the stairs into the belly of the beast. The air was cooler, and the smell of leather and disinfectant filled my nostrils. The club's main floor was a maze of empty couches and vacant bondage stations, the velvet and chrome surfaces gleaming with the promise of nights to come. The dance floor, where bodies had writhed and sweated to the pounding music, was now a vast, empty space that echoed my footsteps.As I walked through the dimness, the morning light from the floor-to-ceiling windows at the far end cast a glow over the room. The dungeon area, which had been a cacophony of sighs and whispers, was now silent, the whips and chains hanging lifelessly on the walls. The sight of the stage made me pause, recalling the vivid scenes of the weekend's performances. The memories were as intense as the first taste of a spicy meal—sharp and lingering.I continued exploring, noticing the meticulous organization of the toy

~ALEX~I focused on the paperwork Elysia had handed me. The club's finances were a mess, and I couldn't afford distractions, not even the alluring kind Elysia presented.As I scoured the records, I couldn't help but feel a growing sense of unease. The numbers didn’t lie, and the truth they were telling was grim. It was clear someone was playing games with the club's money. But why? Who would benefit from the club’s downfall?The scent of Elysia lingered in my mind—sweet, like vanilla, with a hint of something darker—like a promise of danger. It was distracting, but I had to keep my focus. This was my domain, my responsibility, and if someone was trying to ruin it, they'd have to go through me.I knew I had enemies in the city, rivals who’d love to see me fall. But whoever was behind this was more than just a business rival; they were a snake in my own lair, a betrayal that cut deep.I decided to start with the suppliers, looking for any patterns or connections to members of the club. I