The Savage And The Swan Novels & Stories

She stirs slightly, but doesn’t open her eyes. “Nathan.” I look back up at Ebony, who is looking very serious. “Only wolves that have lost their mate or their own life are granted a second chance mate. Since Savannah has obviously never experienced these mate feelings before, that means her wolf had to have had another human before her. A human who died.” I feel a light squeeze on my hand and glance down to see Savannah holding her head and sitting up. She blinks into the bright lights of the office. “Well, this has got to be the most embarrassing day of my life.” She glances up at both of us before placing her head in her hands and sighing.

I flinched at the sight, suddenly recalling that night he came to my room, his hand… burnt. “Repeat after me: ‘I —your name— on this day, swear this oath of my own free will, and choose to become a member of the Raventhorne Pack, and I vow to uphold its laws.’” “I, Kate Roberts, on this day, swear this oath of my own free will, and choose to become a member of the Raventhorne pack, and I vow to uphold its laws.” I repeated. The crystal at the head of the dagger emitted a faint glow.

I can see how much he wants me, the tip of his cock poking out the top of the band of his shorts already glistening with pre cum. “Did you like me acting like a savage?” I breathe his eyes glinting amber as he nods, unable to voice a response. “I like you being a savage as well … alpha,” I purr and I see him snap whatever control he had. He grips my ankle tight pulling my leg taught whilst his other hand unleashes his claws he trails them from my mouth, down my neck before he adds more pressure splitting the fabric of my sports bra so my breasts bounce freely my nipples already peaked as I gasp for air. Fuck.

"He's been here." Damon's eyes narrowed. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded. "Positive. I'd recognize his scent anywhere." Damon nodded, his eyes scanning around. Within me, I could feel my wolf growl in eagerness—an eagerness to catch Sylvester. Sylvester is a strong wolf who had always terrorize other packs, looting and plundering. Building an army of radical rogues.

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

He growled lowly, eyes gleaming in sadistic lust. She groaned, his hold was tight on her hair baring her swan-like neck to his starving eyes. He blamed it on the f*cking impulse. He dived in, teeth sinking in her throat as he sucked like a freaking vampire high on something, preferably a human. Ava Carlton. A f*cking drug. She whimpered and winced when he pulled back and the assaulted area hummed in sweet pain. Aiden's pupils dilated at the purple hickey on her unblemished neck. The sudden urge to give thousands of those on every inch of her skin almost made his sanity snap.

his expression went from furious to regretfully “We found the corpse of one of the swans that had been missing for a few months. It had a huge impact on our people. For all of us, without exception, in fact. When you live in a pack as small as ours, you can’t help but be close to everyone.” “I’ve seen that swan a few times over the years.” Penelope sighed, head down “Poor Obed. He was a good shoemaker and seemed to love his little children a lot…” “As you can imagine, the discovery of his corpse ended the hopes of many of finding their missing loved ones still alive. And I'm increasingly worried about what kind of psychopath we might be dealing with.” the Alpha of the Swans gritted his teeth

As Max had phrased it, ‘You could fuck a tree, and as long as you are a good person, I would accept you. I’m currently sitting by the lake; this has become my paradise. We have been blessed with a small flock of swans who have decided to make a stop on their way south for the winter. They are truly majestic creatures and appear unfazed by the presence of wolves. Their pure white feathers glisten when wet, and they own the water.

***** Stefan walked out of the room, anger and bitterness were all that he felt, just maybe, killing those wolf rogues, made it too easy for them, he should have tormented them till they begged for death, yet he would not grant their wish. How could he be careless? Ever since he met her, he hasn't shown his wolf to her, Savage is not one he wants anyone to see in his rage, even if his enemies should come in contact with Savage, his wolf, he was never going to let Fiona see it. That part of him, he was going to keep away from Fiona, Savage might look handsome and pure but his character is nothing like a demon. It feels that Savage is a demon, disguising himself as an angel of light with his a

“Yeah, me too! I want something wild. Something completely out of character. Sex in public, maybe? I've been a good girl for too long. Oh, how I want my Alpha crush would appear out of nowhere and have his way with me.” “Alpha crush?” I asked hastily, knowing they'd have to face me shortly. How the hell was I supposed to know what I wanted when I haven't even experienced sex itself? “Alpha Leon. Have you guys heard of him?” Layla nodded. “The pure-blood? I heard he is dangerous. People get scared shitless just from the mention of his name. They call him Savage Alpha, the bringer of death because that's what he does. He kills.” I leaned in closer, my curiosity in the story unexpectedly piqued