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Yara rolled her eyes, "See? Your cravings don't have to be disgusting." Damien walked in our suite and asked, "How's my beautiful mate?" I answered, "Having it out with her wolf, at the moment." He chuckled, "I heard. She told Zolten that I should come and rescue you from yourself." I laughed, "I'm having one of my weird cravings again and she refuses to let it stay down, when I try to eat it." He asked, "Do I want to know what this craving is?" I cringed, "pickles and peanut butter." He shuttered, "I don't blame her." I explained, "I told her the pups must be needing salt and protein, so she told me to eat some jerky. I did and that helped." He nodded, "Much better idea."

Chapter One Hundred And Eight Zara’s POV I wake up to the sound of my rumbling stomach, a sensation that has become all too familiar in the past few weeks. It's not just hunger; it's a deep, gnawing craving that seems to consume my every thought. The cravings started innocently enough, with a sudden desire for pickles and ice cream, but they've since taken on a life of their own.

And again it seems after I had woken up and wanted more. Good heavens I still wanted to kill him but I couldn’t I desperately went after him, I couldn’t help it that my body was craving him. Was it the juice, but it shouldn’t have made me drunk or horny like that. Was it the pregnancy hormones, I really didn’t find men interesting these days but it seemed the bastard was the exception. I seemed to crave him like I did food and that was not healthy, he was my boss and a bastard that I couldn’t stand.

It was like she had multiple lives and I wasn’t privy to them. Me: Anna, could you bring in some snacks and drinks for me and the twins? We are going to be doing some research in my office. Anna: Of course, are you wanting anything special? Me: No. Just bring us things every so often, or check-in to see if we need anything. Me: Oh wait. Actually, could you bring in some strawberry ice cream and barbeque chips? Anna: Okay, will do Luna. That was perhaps the weirdest craving I have had ever. Yet the salty tangy chip dipped into strawberry ice cream sounded amazing right now. The thought of my cravings had me thinking about Caleb and how he ended up liking the last craving I had with my lunch m

I am at his mercy. “Nooo!” I cry as he slides out so slowly, making me feel the emptiness inch by inch. I clench my inner walls with all my might, trying to clamp his tongue and stop him from leaving. Of course, it doesn’t work, and I feel my eyes water at the absence of pressure inside me. That little tease awakens a hunger in me I didn't know I possessed. I’m craving him so bad that I’m willing to beg for it. “Please.”

“I don’t want to eat what you always force down my throat. I crave for something else.” I knew it, let’s see what's running in that little head of yours. I decided to test the waters and find out. If she thinks starving will make me bend, then she has another thing coming for her. “What are you craving for?” “I want chicken nuggets, noodles, and kimchi fried rice. Strawberry cake and ice cream for dessert.” She said, her voice suddenly brightened. “I’m sorry, you can’t have that. They are too greasy and unhealthy.” She whined softly on the phone. I can tell she pouted her cute little mouth.

But my instincts slowly took ahold of me as I smelt his blood fill the air. I licked my lips with anticipation, the savory smells invading my brain and any rational thoughts I had, left. As if I was being controlled, I felt myself rise from the chair I was sitting in and slowly walked around the table like a predator stalking it's pray. Drake sat still, his forearm resting on the table. My eyes trained on the blood that slowly seeped out of the wound, rivulets spilling on to the table as it dripped. For some bizarre reason I just wanted to taste it. It was a constant repeating thought in my head. Just lick it Aria, taste him. He offered it to you, so why not take advantage of this moment. I

“Just drive Jade, I'm tired of trying to change you, I can't force you anymore, you can live your life, I just hope it won't be too late for the both of us when you realize it” “Fuck! You're driving me crazy” He groaned hitting in the steering “I want that cake” I pointed out in the midst of the argument “What cake?” He asked and I pointed at a milky cake that was displayed perfectly in a store, I didn't know why I suddenly began to crave it maybe cause I was upset and mad at Jade “Wait here I'll get it for you” He said and stepped out of the car, minutes later he came back different types of cake including the milky cake that I wanted,

“He wants to be bred.” I let out a broken, high-pitched moan. My cock jerked again—untouched—sending another spill of cum out, weaker but just as humiliating. My muscles burned, legs trembled, throat raw from screaming. My hole was stretched to destruction, stuffed full by both demons, slick with sweat, spit, and cum. And still… I craved it. I whispered, “Don’t stop…” Lust laughed, cold and cruel. “Did you hear that?” “Begging for more after two loads,” Wrath growled. “You’re ruined.”

Vivian. My instincts take over, and I’m running before I can think, vaulting the low fence in one leap. The kitchen window’s lit, curtains yanked back, and I see her—on the floor, her hands clawing at the tile, her hazel eyes wide with panic. But that’s not what stops me. It’s the thing at the window. A creature, hunched and massive, its fur matted and dark, yellow eyes glowing with a hunger that makes my hackles rise. Not a wolf, not fully—something twisted, feral, a rogue that’s been hunting on the fringes of pack lands for years. And it’s found her.