All Chapters of Heat and Rut (Werewolf Erotica Compilation) : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Ayla’s Pov Later that day, I stood outside the council room, with my ear flat against the door. Rowan had told me to wait in his office, but I don’t do what I’m told anymore. The elders were talking so loud that every word came through clearly. “If he claims that rejected Omega now, the Red Ridge alliance is finished,” Elder Thomas said. “Their Alpha already thinks Rowan is weak because he let her walk back in here. One bite, and we lose half our fighters.” Elder Maura added her voice. “He almost shifted in front of everyone at the gathering. He can’t lead if his wolf only listens to her scent.” Rowan’s voice cut in, cold and sharp. “I heard the same warning five years ago when I rejected her to keep this seat. I did what you asked then. I won’t do it again.” Elder Thomas spoke again. “Then you’re ready to lose the title?” “I lost everything that mattered the night I let her leave,” Rowan said. “The title is just a chair.” My chest hurt badly. I stepped back as someone punched

Rowan's Pov The council room felt too small. All their faces were looking at me. Old man Finn was the one who spoke. His voice was scratchy and mean. "Rowan, you have forty eight hours," he said. "You will agree to bond with Alpha Tala from the mountain pack. It is a strong alliance, it is good for our pack. If you refuse, you will step down as Alpha." I felt my hands make fists under the table. I looked at their faces, and they were all serious. They thought they could tell me what to do. They thought they could make me choose a mate. "I will consider your proposal," I said. My voice sounded flat. I stood up and walked out of the room. My heart was beating too hard. I went to my office and shut the door. I poured a glass of water but I didn't drink it. I just stared at the wall, i had to think, I had to make a plan but all I could think about was Ayla, her smell. The way she felt in my bed during her heat. I shook my head, I couldn't think about that now. The door to my office o

Ayla’s Pov It has been one month since everything changed. He was the Alpha but he was different now. Everyone looked at him with new respect, and they looked at me, and they did not see the girl he threw away. They saw the Omega who fixed him. I stood beside him, and I knew I belonged there. His fingers tightened on my hip. "Come with me Ayla," he said. His voice was a low rumble. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Somewhere quiet," he said. "Just us." He took my hand and led me down the porch steps. We walked away from the noise and the firelight. The wet grass was cold under my feet. We walked into the trees where the moonlight came down in pieces through the leaves. It was darker here, I could hear animals moving in the bushes, but I was not afraid. Rowan was with me. He brought me to a small open place where the moon shone right down. The grass here was thick and soft. He turned to face me. The moon lit up one side of his face, and the mark on his forehead was a pale silver g

Mira's Pov I stood at the edge of the clearing just before dawn. The old training cabin was in front of me. It was small and made of dark wood. The air was cold and it made my breath come out in white clouds. I had not slept much, my mind kept going back to his face. His dark blue eyes. His promise to teach me, I clenched my fists. I would not be taught. I was here because I had to be, not because I wanted to be. The door of the cabin opened. Simon stepped outside. He was not wearing a shirt, just a pair of low pants. His chest was broad and his skin was pale in the morning light. He looked at me standing there, he did not smile. "You are here," he said. His voice was flat. "You said to come," I said. I did not move from my spot. "I said come to the cabin," he said. "Not stand in the trees like a scared rabbit. Come here." I took a deep breath. I walked toward him, and the grass was wet with dew. It soaked into my shoes. I stopped a few feet away from him and looked up at his

Mira's PovThe training had changed me. I did not want to admit it but it was true. My body knew his commands now, when he told me to kneel, my knees bent before my mind could protest. When he told me to open my mouth, my jaw went slack. It was a humiliation that burned deep in my stomach. But today something else was burning. Anger. A hot, sharp anger that made my teeth ache.He was late. I stood in the center of the cabin waiting, the candles were lit. The dirt floor was cold under my bare feet, i wore only the thin shift he had given me. It was meant to shame me. It did.The door opened. Simon walked in. He looked at me standing there. "On your knees," he said. His voice was calm like always.I did not move. I looked right at him. "No," I said.His eyebrows went up a little. He shut the door. "What did you say?""I said no," I repeated. My voice shook but I did not look away.He walked toward me. His steps were slow. "You are refusing a direct command.""I am," I said. My hands wer