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His shirt shifted as a cool breeze brushed across his chest, raising goosebumps. Then— A touch. Cool. Deliberate. It traced down the length of his torso, sending shock through his body. Ben’s eyes flew open. Hovering above him was the girl from his dreams. Her brown eyes were wide, just as startled as he was. Her light blond hair hung loose in a braid, nearly brushing his chest. He gasped. And came hard all over his hand.

I was scared of hurting her, and I was scared that I might do something wrong. Vanya’s lips parted before they closed over my bottom lip. So softly, it felt like it was barely touching mine. Her small hands cupped my cheeks and tilted my head slightly to the side as she changed the angle of her head. I think I died and went to that place the humans called heaven. My body jerked when her tongue brushed across my lip. I instantly parted them and took a step closer to her. The purr escaped when our tongues met. Vanya pulled me even closer and surprised me by wrapping her legs around my hips.

“But your wolf’s losing control. That bond’s stronger than any I’ve ever seen. It’s not normal.” He turned toward the others. “Back to work,” he ordered. The warriors scattered, glancing nervously in my direction. When they were gone, Ronan faced me again. “You can’t keep ignoring this. The curse, the prophecy, it’s all tied to her.” I rubbed my face with both hands. “You think I don’t know that?” “She’s the one from the Blood Moon legend. The mate born under the mark of red light. The one who can end or renew your bloodline.”

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She clears her throat, which forces me to stop admiring her body and look at her face. “Maija, why do you keep calling me Klein?” I groan as I sit up in the bed. She shrugs and smiles without answering, but I already know why. Since the night we kissed, she has been doing it, and I suspect it’s because she wants to put some distance between us. “So, what’s up?” “I’m going downtown to the manga shop; Oda is having a book signing, he’s...” “The creator of One-piece, your favorite Anime, with your first love Zoro.” She looks at me, surprised that I would remember such trivial details she told me in passing, but she does not understand that nothing about her is trivial to me.

“I met him before my Luna power emerged. Dianthus was my college friend in the States. I came from a family that wanted me to pursue human education before I got my title.” “So, you have a marital bond with him before you become a Luna?” I was fascinated by her story, imagining two different kin falling in love and, against all odds, becoming a mate. “Yes, Dianthus is my first mate, and after I gained my title, Aren and Java become my werewolf mates.” She explained it to me and smile. Somehow, her love story also has a unique twist. “Oh, yeah, I actually wanted to convey some message from Dianthus. You probably like to hear it.”

The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the emotions that came from it were too real. As she read, a gust of wind suddenly blew across the room, and the pages flipped. She was surprised, knowing that she had already closed everything. However, before she could even bother to worry about where that wind came from, she was already drawn to a section where the pages had landed. It was about a ceremony for the werewolf prince to choose his mate. The possible mates were all invited to their palace to participate in this very important event. After the ceremony, the prince would then take over the title of King.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

She was one of the most beautiful Luna among the all werewolf pack around us and she was like the pride of my father and everyone in the pack, but that was before I was born because I turned out to be her replica. I got my white hair from her and also the plum lips. We also shared the same velvety eyelashes with slender eye brows. I was her resemblance but many always pick out me as being more beautiful with my rapture-blue eyes which looks like the beautiful ripple in the ocean. All that were in the past when our lives were still normal. Now it seemed to have all come to and end. The recent attack and this war had put us in a dilemma that we can't even sleep well at night. At times, my moth