33 Days, Make You Mine! Novels & Stories

He paused for a moment to notice the Alpha’s reaction but when he got nothing, the elder continued “Even if it won’t be real Alpha. Ok, we can do it this way, you would choose someone that would stay with you for a month or two, we would make it known to the public that both of you are in love. At least, that would be enough to shut the mouths of our people Alpha” Alpha Alcide thought for a while after which he spoke “Two months is too much, I want only two weeks” “But Alpha” the elder protested “Shush, that is my decision, and also, she would not stay in the main house where me and my wife lives, she would stay far from us during this time, am I clear” Alcide said as he stared at his elders

"For three days, you're mine." "I'm yours," I gasped. "Always yours." He reached around. Found my clit. Rubbed in hard circles. I came fast. Too fast. Crying out his name. He followed seconds later. Buried deep. Filling me. After, we just stood there. Both breathing hard. Both processing what we'd just done. "Three days," he said again. "Three days." Like a deadline. Like a death sentence. Like all the time in the world and not enough at all.

He said for Amanda to sigh. “So have you forgiven me that’s why you came?” She asked for Aaron to look at the feet that’s no more swollen and it’s back to it’s normal size. “Who is Anthony?” He asked for Amanda to scoff. “ I’m I not allowed to make friends?” She looked at him. “ friend you won’t introduce me to, No” he said for Amanda to scoff. “ how can I introduce you when I haven’t seen you for the past three days Aaron, I was devastated with thoughts and I began to doubt your love for me” she said for Aaron to walk very close to her.

I tightened my grip on the tray. Three days. Just survive three days.

My wolf cries inside me, a mournful sound that echoes through my chest. But I force myself to brighten. Force myself to sink into this moment instead of mourning the one that hasn't happened yet. We have thirty days. That's more than I had yesterday. More than I thought I'd ever get. Maybe it's enough. Maybe it has to be. "Can we at least pretend?" I whisper. "For tonight. For thirty days—pretend to be the most nauseatingly in-love pair in the world." Knox chuckles, and the sound rumbles through his chest into mine.

Ready or not. Three days. Then everything ends. And I have to be the one to end it.

"We drive to your place, you pack up, and then you spend four days with the man who can’t seem to get enough of you." His lips hovered over mine, his warmth seducing every fiber of my being. My body softened, surrendering too easily. "Deal?" he prompted, his voice smooth, coaxing. I pretended to consider. "Three days." He smirked. "Baby, you’ll be begging to stay longer." And the worst part? He was probably right.

Maybe being the best version of myself as Luna is exactly what this situation requires. Three days to find out.

I barely make it a few steps before his voice cuts through the space behind me. “Tell you what.” I hear the shift of movement—the soft sound of him getting up, the unhurried rhythm of his steps as he follows. “Give me three days of yourself.” I stop. Turn. “What?” My brows draw together, disbelief sharp in my tone. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stops in front of me, one hand slipping casually into his pocket like he’s proposing something completely reasonable. “Three days. Three dates.” His gaze holds mine, unblinking. “Not back-to-back. I get that you’re busy.”