All Chapters of Heat and Rut (Werewolf Erotica Compilation) : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Sienna's Pov I was in the garden when it happened. The afternoon sun was warm on my skin and I was picking flowers like the servants told me to do to keep busy. Rafe was supposed to be in a meeting with the council guards. Something about border patrols. I heard the shouts first, it was loud and angry. Then metal clanging. Then a scream that was not human. I dropped the flowers and ran toward the main hall. Guards were everywhere, blood on the floor. One man down, another fighting with a knife. Rafe was in the middle of it all, he had blood on his side. A deep cut, his eyes were wild. Silver instead of amber. Feral. The guards tried to hold him. He threw them off like they were nothing. He growled so loud the windows shook. His claws were out, his teeth sharp. He was lost in the rage, worse than I had ever seen. One of the council elders ran up. Old man with white hair. He looked scared. "The rule is lifted," he shouted. "Only for stabilization. Use her now." They pushed me forw

Rafe’s Pov I could not get enough of her. Ever since I knotted Sienna for the first time last night my cock refused to soften completely. My mind kept going back to the way her body took me. The heat of her pussy around my knot. The way she cried when she came. The taste of her slick on my tongue. I wanted it all again. Right now. Over and over until neither of us could move. We stayed in our chambers most of the day. Servants brought food and left it outside the door. I told them not to knock again unless the fortress was on fire. Sienna slept a little in the afternoon. Curled against my side with my come still plugged inside her ass from the night before. I watched her chest rise and fall. Watched the way her thighs pressed together even in sleep. My cock twitched every time she shifted. By evening the council could not stay quiet any longer. I heard their voices outside the heavy door. Low murmurs. Nervous footsteps. The head elder was there along with two others. I recognized t

Isolde’s Pov I stood outside the huge stone gates of Varnholt Fortress feeling cold and small even though the sun was still up. The guards from my old pack did not say much. They just pushed me through the opening and left me there. No goodbye. No words. They had called me useless for years because I could not shift. No wolf. No claws. Just human. Weak. Defective. So they gave me away like trash. A tall man in dark armor met me inside the gates. He looked me up and down. "Isolde Marrow," he said like he was checking a list. "The cursed Omega. Follow me and keep your mouth shut unless the Alpha speaks to you." I nodded and walked behind him. The halls were long and dark. Torches burned on the walls. The air smelled like smoke and metal and something stronger. Something that made my nose twitch. Alpha. Not just any Alpha. This was Drayce Varnholt. I had heard stories. How he crushed packs that crossed him. How he kept what he wanted and destroyed what he did not. We went up a wide

Isolde's Pov I stood in front of the long mirror in our chambers while Drayce watched me from the chair. He had picked the gown himself. Thin black fabric that clung tight to my body and left my back almost completely bare. The skirt was long but slit high on one side. Every step would show my leg up to the thigh. The chain around my neck stayed on. He attached a longer silver leash to it today. Not short like the one on the bed. Long enough for me to walk beside him without tripping. "You look perfect," he said. His voice was low and calm. "Thank you Alpha," I answered. I turned to face him. He stood up. Walked over slowly. Touched the leash. Tugged it once. Made me step closer. "Tonight the whole pack sees what I own," he said. "My human prize. My cursed little Omega who cannot shift. the weak fragile thing that needs me to protect her." My stomach flipped. "Will they hate me for being like this?" "Some will," he said. "Some will be jealous. Some will want to take you just t

Isolde's Pov I woke up to Drayce already staring at me from the chair by the bed. The chain around my neck felt familiar now. Not heavy. Just there. Always there. He had been different the last few days. More focused. More intense. Every night he touched me. Every night he edged me. But lately his hands lingered on my ass. His fingers pushed in more. Deeper. He said he wanted every hole. He said he was training me. He stood up. Walked over. Tugged the chain once. Made me sit up. "You slept well," he said. "Yes Alpha," I answered. He sat on the bed. Looked at me long. "Your heat is still simmering from last week. But tonight is different." I swallowed. "Different how?" "Tonight I take your ass," he said. "All of it. Multiple times. Until you cannot think of anything else but my cock in your ass." My stomach flipped. "I have never... not like that. Not fully." "I know," he said. "That is why we train. Slow at first. Then more. You will take my cock. My knot. Everything. You wil