Alle Kapitel von Touch me tender, Break me wild: A Steamy, Erotic compilation: Kapitel 71 – Kapitel 80

The moon was high. It was very big and white. I sat on my bed. Silas was next to me. He was a man now. His skin was warm. I could feel the heat coming off him. He looked at my neck. He looked at the mark he made."Does it hurt?" he asked. His voice was very soft."No," I said. "It feels warm. It feels like you are always there."Silas smiled. He touched the mark with his thumb. I felt a spark go through my body. It was like a little bolt of lightning. Every time he touched me, I felt more alive."The mark connects us," Silas said. "I can feel your heart beat. I can feel if you are sad. I can feel if you are happy. Right now, I can feel that you are curious."He was right. I wanted to know more. I wanted to see where he lived."Can we go to the woods again?" I asked. "I want to see the pack. I want to see the trees under the moon."Silas looked serious. "The pack is far away. We would have to run for a long time. Are you ready for that?""Yes," I said. "I am ready."Silas stood up. He

Luna’s Point Of View The air in the ancient grove hung heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and pine needles crushed underfoot. I, Luna, high priestess of the Silverfang pack, stood there feeling it all—the pull of the lunar eclipse creeping in like a lover's whisper, stirring unrest in every soul around me. My pack, my family, these wolves I'd bled with through raids and full moon runs, they shifted on their feet, eyes darting, bodies tense. The fertility surge was already at work, making the air hum with unspoken needs. Males puffed their chests, females crossed their legs to hide the ache. It was primal, unavoidable, and tonight, it fell on me to channel it. I'd grown up in these woods, learning the old ways from Mira after my parents fell to human bullets when I was just a pup. The trees were like old friends, their branches arching overhead like protective arms, but tonight they seemed to lean in, listening, judging. The sacred stone altar in the center of the clearing was

The sacred grove felt alive under the dimming eclipse, the moon now a bruised crescent hanging low between the twisted branches. Shadows stretched long across the mossy ground, and the air hummed with the pack's restless energy, like a storm about to break. I stood at the center altar, the cool stone pressing against my bare back, my skin prickling from the chill and the weight of all those eyes on me. The warriors encircled us, their breaths heavy, muscles tense under the flickering torchlight. Thorne's glare burned hottest, full of that bitter want he'd never hidden. Mira moved around me like a shadow, her hands steady but her face tight, lips pressed thin. The eclipse pulled at my core, making my body throb with need, but fear twisted in my gut too—the talisman hidden in my robes, its cold pulse a secret warning. 'Luna, breathe deep,' Mira said, her voice low and soothing, but there was an edge to it, like she was holding back words that stung. She dipped her fingers into the clay

Betrayer's MarkThe sanctum's air turned thick and sour as Mira's words sank in, her hands still pressing my swollen belly like she owned the pain twisting inside me. The false swell throbbed, a cruel joke from the goddess, or worse, from someone in the pack. Drake's arm wrapped tight around my waist, his body a solid wall against the chill seeping from the stones. Outside, Thorne's shouts grew louder, boots crunching leaves, the warriors' growls echoing like thunder rolling in. My heart raced, fear mixing with rage—these walls, once my quiet haven with their glowing runes and soft moss, now felt like a trap closing around us.'Luna, listen to me,' Mira said, her voice smooth but edged with something sharp, eyes flicking to Drake like he was dirt under her nails. 'This isn't natural. The outsider's seed is tainted. We need to end it before the curse spreads.' She stood, robe whispering against the floor, and I saw it then—the flicker of triumph in her gaze, the same shadow I'd caught

Eclipse's FuryThe rage boiled inside me like fire in my veins, the eclipse's shadow twisting the curse into something sharp and hungry. Drake stared up at me from the cave floor, his chest heaving, eyes wide with a mix of fear and that deep pull we shared. Water from the falls dripped down the walls, pooling around us, the blue glow of the fungi making his skin look almost ethereal, like a ghost from my nightmares. But he was real, solid, his cock still hard and slick from my ass, twitching against his stomach. The bond screamed at me to claim him, to flip the world right side up in this hidden womb of stone and spray.I lunged, pinning his shoulders down with my hands, my nails digging into his flesh just enough to draw tiny beads of blood. 'Luna, what—' he started, voice rough with confusion, but I silenced him with a growl low in my throat, the sound echoing off the rocks like a challenge. The cave felt alive around us, the thrum of the waterfall matching my pounding heart, the da