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Karen had been staring so intently into his inhuman golden eyes that she noticed a slight change in them; they seemed to be beckoning her to touch him. She blinked, scolding herself that it was just the lust they felt for each other, but the thought only made her sick. She loved his brother. How could she love one and desire the other? Looking at Xavier now, she couldn't help but remember the last time she had longed for Rylan's touch. Was that how Rylan felt about Carolina? Was that why Rylan couldn't stay away from his former lover?

My breathing was heavy, the silence between all four of was damning, and the bond between us was smeared with a dangerous mix of anger, confusion, mischief and… Arousal. In thick fucking waves. “Are you going to pretend like you don’t enjoy it when we’re possesive of you in the darkest ways?” Ace whispered, his strawberry stained lips calling to me in the nastiest ways. I shook my head stubbornly. “I don’t.” “Yeah?” I heard Xander join in, his body pressed against me from behind and sandwiching me between both men, “you don’t like the fact that we’re so desperate to make you ours to the extent of making sure no one else exists that can lay that same claim to you?”

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!

"I am Arwan and your mother's name is Fen. Though, I hope one day you will come to call us mother and father." I thanked them again, assuring them that if I had any questions about the contents of the book, they had given me, I would come to them before heading to my own quarters. Aro and I had converted my room into an office for me after we had sealed our mate bond and I quickly made my way there. Once inside my office, I laid the book open on my desk. I could feel the dark magic flowing through it and unlike the day I met Arwan and Fen, it felt like a part of me instead of a foreign invader.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

Chapter 1: The Summoning Price Candles flickered wildly in the ancient stone chamber hidden beneath the crumbling ruins of Eldrath, their flames dancing as if alive with the forbidden magic I had unleashed. My heart hammered against my ribs as I traced the final line of the intricate summoning circle with my own blood, the metallic scent mixing with the musty air of forgotten tomes and decaying tapestries. I was Seraphina Vale, a twenty-five-year-old arcane scholar who had dedicated her life to dusty scrolls and protective wards rather than the desires that stirred in my treacherous body. My form had always been a curse and a secret longing—lush, heavy breasts that strained against the laces

Aurelia smiled, raising her face to kiss him. Reagan kissed her back, a contented smile on his face. The joy and peace she brings to him is indescribable. However, he doesn't plan on announcing that yet. "Have I told you how beautiful you are? You're brighter than the morning sun. You don't know what you do to me. Everyday, I can't help but feel grateful to the goddess for giving you to me. I bless the incident that brought me to check out the black jungle. I'm glad I obeyed my impulse and went to that forest. Do you know how I met you? There's this herb I was looking for that's only found in the dark jungle. I even built a secure log cabin in the peaceful part of the jungle to facilitate my