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she sobs as she clamps harder on me than she was before which was a shock to me. “Come for me,” I tell her and she does, immediately. “Good girl,” I tell her as I remove her fingers from her center and hold them up licking them clean as I stare at her. “You taste so sweet.” I lean over her and kiss her chest. “I need inside you now,” I whisper as I reach down to remove my jeans.

She looked so tired, whatever energy was drained from her body. "I don't know Adam; I am not sure I deserve to be called strong. After all, I couldn't even protect myself, how I am supposed to protect my pack, moreover the kingdom. Just take me to my room please "She is the most well-respected Alpha in North America, more than that she is the first female Alpha. Every she-wolf looks up to her

he practically stuttered. “Glad to see you’re catching on there, Luke,” she said and took one last deep breath before making her way out of the water. He took the gown that he swiped from the nurse’s office and held it out for her to walk into. Those training suits were not very conservative when they got wet. He was also sure to bring an extra layer along if she ever went into overheat mode. She put on the gown and then turned to him with a now relaxed facial expression. “She knew, Luke. She made this drink for me… after she saw. And my anger, it was gone like,” she snapped her fingers and smiled dopily, “She knew what I was and she didn’t even care.”

“And I chose to fill it.” She screamed Ewen’s body convulsed The seal trembled But I didn’t flinch I lifted my hand And called the fire not as a weapon As a witness It flared bright, then dimmed And in its place stood her A form made of ash and light, wrapped in robes of shadow and regret The First Flame Or what was left of her Her face was half mine, half ruin “You think you’ve won?” she hissed. “You’ve only delayed the inevitable.” I stepped closer

And she was gone! ***The End***

And if she could get a hold of Shadow, she could manipulate her into submission. “How interesting,” Black commented as she listened to every word inside First’s head. “I don’t know whether she is stupid or just so plain.” She mumbled low whilst shaking her head in disappointment. First was quite interested to ask, and she opened her mouth. But then, under the darkness, she felt the immense coldness slowly sip through her skin. “Blue Bunny…” She summoned the fire. The fist fire that flew next to her quickly spread around her and covered her like a bubble of dim fire. Slowly, it spread bigger and wider.

, She wasn't as bad as this before. We headed towards my personal mansion, and i saw her eyes open wide as soon as we got in. It was more like paradise, i couldn't blame her, she was surprised, but she didn't say a word. Instead she packed her bags and headed in as the maids rushed out to help her to her room, we were definitely not sleeping in the same room.

She closed her eyes and reached inside herself. The whispers stirred. You are healing, they said. Not just your body. Your heart. Your soul. I know, she thought. It's slow. But it's happening. That is all that matters, said the First Wolf's voice. Progress. Not perfection. She opened her eyes. She was not the same woman who had crawled into a hollow log to die. She was stronger. Braver. More herself. And she was ready for whatever came next.

With the Full Moon Festival looming, Nom had taken charge of all the preparations for the Silver Wolf Pack. I trailed behind him on the street, my mind replaying the whispers I had overheard that morning. Distracted, I did not see him stop and crashed right into his back. Rubbing my sore head, I looked up to see a woman in a flashy dress standing smack in the middle of the road. "Morning, Nom!" she chirped.

She hadn’t thought she’d be leaving alone. But here she was. Half-naked under a coat. Heart twisted in knots. Eyes dry, but soul trembling. She should’ve felt triumphant. Bold. She did what she came to do. She made the first move. Took control. She wasn’t some girl waiting by the phone anymore. She was fire. She lit the match herself. But as the road blurred beneath her tires, that fire started to feel more like smoke. Suffocating. Ashen. Stinging her lungs with every breath she took.