The Wilds Fanfic Novels & Stories

My blood boiled in my veins. I opened the door to the dressing room forcefully. Tears were streaming down my face as I looked at him. “Filthy? Slave? That’s what you really think of me!?” “Isn’t that what you are?” His reply was so cold it stunned me. “You were a fool to think that I would ever mate with you, even if the Moon Goddess fated it.” I blinked. What? “I reject you, Skye. I, Alex Wilder, reject you as my mate.”

“Daddy told us. That’s what being W.I.L.D. really is. We don’t stop loving, even when it’s scary. We don’t stop fighting, even when it hurts.” Kael leaned forward, looking at each of them with eyes that seemed too old for his years. “If we stay together, if we love each other, we can win. We will win.” Serenya smiled to herself knowing that Cheyenne had told her differently what it meant to be W.I.L.D. but she wasn’t about to discredit both Jax and the twins in front of everyone. It can mean different things to different people. Solana reminded her. The silence that followed wasn’t empty—it thrummed with the pulse of something greater, something ancient. Serenya felt it before anyone else, a

Amid the crisp sound of glasses colliding, I took a sip of the cold beer. The chill slid down my throat, but somehow, it warmed my heart. The road ahead was long, yet there was no reason to look back. Somewhere out there, beyond the horizon, an open wilderness was still waiting for me.

Chapter 27 It was so weird that I couldn't focus on writing even after my usual therapy : long nap, gobbling down some unhealthy foods, reading for an hour and dreaming for another half hour. But my stupid brain couldn't stop thinking of my Fiance with my bestfriend, I know that it's stupid to be suspicious of my childhood bestfriend but can you blame me? It was the first time in my life witnessing Peyton smiling and talking casually with the opposite gender who happened to be Ethan. Ethan, who I find attractive even while eating or brushing his teeth, sleeping with his mouth hanging open and hates lizards - my friends!

He nipped his way up my neck until he reached my ear and whispered, “You’re bad, Brenda. You’re bad and I fucking love it.” “I prefer wild,” I breathed out, finishing on a moan. “You’re bad and you’re wild.” He picked up his pace. “You’re my wild, tempting bitch. Don’t go soft on me.” I laughed, my fists clenching above my head. “Never.” And when I cummed, it was hard and it was wild.

All I remember is I want him… I want him so badly at this moment that we both turned naked the next moment at light speed and get fucked like there is no tomorrow. However, when it does not feel enough to us, we both come out naked to the tent and fucked each other under the vast sky in many hard positions. I also got a chance to ride his huge dick while my eyes were busy looking at the sky. Let the sky witness our intimacy. And his eyes were all over me and my body. We both were sweating but no one felt tired to stop any second. He fucked me tenderly, wildly, and monstrously. And all this not get end before we both finally go to sleep almost at sunrise.

Practically howling in my ears. The crowd parted around me as a very naked man–The Savage himself–got up from the street and stalked straight toward me. My body immediately heated up, and my heart went haywire. As he paused inches from me with a deep scowl set on his bloody face, it was then that I understood what my wolf was trying to tell me. The Savage was my mate. Oh. My… A wild excitement pulsed through me, and I managed a slight, shaky smile. I had dreamed about what my mate would look like. Never in my wildest dreams had I…

She asks she with crossed arms I guess she's right. "My name is Hanna" I decide to tell her as I give in "Hanna Wilder" she says my name which causes my body to feel tingly all over Whoa. What was that? I stand up straighter to try and hide this feeling. My ex-boyfriend never made me feel like that. "Pretty name" she says as she tucks a strand of her black hair behind her ear Her eyes never stray away from mine as she does so.

I stared at the place our fingers intertwined; they just looked the same. Two hands. One big, one small. Looking at them, you would never know that one of them belonged to a wild, hot Pet. The other? It belongs to the Alpha I am serving, our Alpha Cain. They were just hands for all one knew, yes. For a long time we lay beside each other in silence, listening to the rhythm of our hearts. The moans we unleashed earlier kept playing and playing in my ears as if they were a song on the radio being played again and again.

She banged on it like a caveman, furious. “She’s my mate. I have every right to her. You weren’t making a move, so I did. You got a problem with her? Not me,” he retorted. “How am I supposed to make her understand this?” I cursed, relieved when the banging finally stopped. But I knew it wasn’t over. Aderyn was stubborn and hot-headed, she’d hunt me down in my dreams if she had to. “She’s my mate,” my wolf screamed in my head. “Go back to your cave, you mutt,” I snapped back.