All Chapters of My Big Bad Wolf-A Werewolf Trilogy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The compound was under attack, the once peaceful sanctuary now a battleground. The sound of shattering glass and roars of fury pierced the night air. The smell of burning wood and the metallic tang of blood sent panic through my veins. I could hear the thud of paws on the ground, the clang of claws against steel, and the desperate cries of those fighting to defend our home.Alex's voice echoed in my mind, a fierce snarl that seemed to resonate in the very air around me. "Elysia, get to the panic room!"I stumbled through the chaos, my heart pounding in my chest as the reality of the situation crashed down upon me. The walls trembled with the force of the invaders, and I could feel the anger of the Alex pulsing through me. The bond I had so adamantly refused to acknowledge was now a lifeline, connecting me to him.Once in the library, books began flying from their shelves as I searched for the hidden panel. "Where is it?" I screamed internally, desperation giving my voice a feral edge.

We exchanged a series of fierce bites and snarls, our breaths hot and ragged, and after receiving a fierce bite on my arm, my hold momentarily loosened, but it was enough for him. In an instant, he was free and sprinting for the window, then leaping through the shattered glass, he disappeared into the night. Turning to Kira, I hissed "Get her out of here," then with a roar of rage, I went after Hartwell.I was going to kill the bastard. I had always looked for a way to put Hartwell away, not to kill him, for in the back of my mind, I always thought that maybe, just maybe, he’d come clean with where I could find Kira’s remains. But now, there was no reason to keep the worthless piece of shit alive. Kira was alive. So, morals? Be damned. I’d killed my fucking brother, why should Hartwell receive different. He’d been a flea beneath my fur for far too long as it was.The chase was on. The forest floor flew beneath my paws, my eyes locked on his retreating figure. Hartwell was fast, I’d giv

Closely watching the woman as she stepped forward, her eyes meeting mine, I immediately stated, "She’s not the Prophesied."The other Alpha's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "You dare to defy destiny?"At the rival Alpha’s sneer, Twix growled, bearing his teeth at him.“Easy Twix,” I murmured, mind linking with him. Then, turning my full attention back to the Alpha who stood so definitely before me, I growled, "I dare defy a lie. Now, you will leave peacefully, or face the full wrath of my pack."Tension swirled heavily around us, the promise of bloodshed thick in the air. The other Alpha's eyes flickered to Twix, then back to me. "You’re a fool," he hissed, his voice dripping with contempt. Then, turning, he strode from the room, his pack following.The days that followed were uncomfortably tension filled, the pack a powder keg ready to explode. The rival pack's claim had thrown everything into question, and the whispers of whether Elysia was the bond or not

~ALEX~The following days were a whirlwind of preparations, the pack buzzing with new life and energy. The union, seemingly to have once again restored faith of Elysia being the prophecy. Training sessions became more intense as every wolf pushed themselves to their limits, determined to protect her against whatever threat came.One evening, she laid her head against my shoulder, murmuring, "You're more than just an Alpha. You're a man, a leader, and my mate."Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pulled her against me, giving her a hug. "And you're more than just a human---you're the hope of our future."Though our bond grew stronger with every touch, every shared smile, every whispered promise. I was growing restless. It wasn't I was dissatisfied with being the Alpha. I'd dropped easily back into the role I'd been born to do---it was more like something was missing.And as the whispers of the prophecy grew louder, I grew more restless than the packs. I knew that our love, our union, wa

Elysia's breath hitched with my question, but she nodded, her eyes never leaving the crop.I brought it down lightly against her skin, and she gasped. The sound was intoxicating, and I knew she was ready for more.I trailed it down her body, teasing her nipples until they stood at attention, then brought it down in a swift arc across her breasts.The sound of the impact was muffled by her cry of pleasure, and I knew that we had crossed a threshold.Her breathing grew ragged as I continued to tease and torment her with the crop, leaving a trail of red welts across her body.Her skin was like a canvas, and I painted upon it with every stroke, and when she could take no more, I leaned down and licked the sting away---her taste salty and sweet on my tongue.Her legs quivered as I spread them wide, exposing her to the cool night air, and I could see her wetness glistening in the candlelight.Taking the crop away, I replaced it with my hand, my thumb circling her clit as I pushed two fingers