Trespasses Novels & Stories

I'd never be the same because of him and if I saw him again I would kill him. I walk through the dark woods making sure to make as little noise as possible. Eventually, I get to a road. A car races down the road and I could smell the fuel a mile a way. He was swerving like a drunk. Then, before I even knew it, it all went black.

I wanted to shift back to my human form, but it didn't feel safe. I took a deep breath and it was then when I noticed what was wrong. I was in another pack's territory. I looked around, trying to think when it was that I crossed the line and trespassed. The law of trespassers, especially for rogues, was death. Being distracted and wrapped up in my thought's had made me lose concentration without even noticing. I slowly retracted my steps. Unless the pack was doing rounds right now, there shouldn't be anyone so out in their territory.

I ran up to the door bashing against the wood, demanding to be let in to see her, but I could hear them shuffling about on the other side. They were probably moving into an attack position! I had to get out of there and fast. If they attacked me now, my people would be too far behind to help in time! I shifted and felt the dirt as it gave way underneath my paws. This was not how I imagined things to go! This was not what I wanted. In fact, I didn’t want another mate! I wanted Viktoria and I was going to do whatever it took to get her! As I reached the treeline, the two elders stepped out from behind the trees and I felt as though I could rip their throats out for what they had done! I knew I

I needed to resolve this. I was quick to get ready and head out. Getting to the gate, I was refused entrance. “Well, how do you expect me to confront your boss for unjustly filing a lawsuit over a broken flower vase? Moreover, I wasn't trespassing. I was asked to attend an interview here. How in the universe is that trespassing?”

He rested his forehead on mine. "I don't remember Ace club and not even room no 456 and not even that we slept together," Breathing heavily, I whispered before I shoved him away from me. The elevator stopped and I dashed out, skedaddling from the vicious devil but the concern was I had removed the barricade, the only object capable of pulling me back from crossing my limits.'

My attention has mainly been on my mates, studying their faces, facial expressions, tones of voice on different topic matters, and their nonverbal cues. Each of them is so fascinating to me. As my mind begins to drift more into fantasizing about them, Jackson brings up a security concern. “Alpha, we had a breach last night on the southwest border, near King Sam’s lands and ours.” “What type of breach?” Max asks with a concerned expression. “Several rogues and a mage were seen trying to mess with the wards. When they saw our warriors running towards them, the mage drew a portal and they disappeared.” Jackson said. My mind thought immediately of the strange figure that followed us here. “Do yo

I came here for a reason after all. Before walking in, I take a scout around the house. Only one of the lights is on. No, looking again, a couple of them are on. One on the ground floor and at the back over there where I suspect the rooms to be. I walk around the house again and knock at the door. There's no reply. I push it slightly and it opens right up. Strange, I think, stepping into the house. I know that this might as well be considered trespassing, but at this point I don't really care anymore. Instead, I make my way inside, dropping my coat on the sofa like it was my fucking place. After all, I have quite a talent for doing that everywhere I go.

After a moment of silence, Ronan's spike up as he walked back to his throne, "Trespassing is a grave offense." "I beg of you," the tears began to blur my vision, to be honest. I didn't want to die, neither did I want to go back... "I didn't know." "Alistair," Ronan spoke up, gesturing across the room, his gaze landed on an elder, whose face was etched with a deep frown as his brows furrowed, "Alistair, What's the customary sentence for trespassing?" Alistair cleared his throat, "Alpha, for a simple trespass, a whipping and banishment would suffice. However," he paused, glaring at me, "These aren't simple times. A stronger sentence might be necessary.... In order to send a warning to others."

“You want to be ruined that bad, huh? You want Daddy's cock so bad, you wander into places you don't belong. Just to mess with me.” My brows furrowed. Confusion flushed over me. “I came here by mistake. I must have sleepwalked into this room. I promise I'm telling the truth.” I sucked deep breaths. My knuckles gripped the walls tighter as if protecting myself from him. “Rules are rules. Trespassers don't go unpunished. Not after what has been seen and heard.” Chills ran down my spine. I almost collapsed. “I'm sorry. I promise it will never happen again.”

I imagined a crib in the spare room here. Imagined pacing with a crying baby and hitting furniture every third step. Imagined her needing quiet and not having it. Imagined asking her to shrink her exits. The key pressed into my palm. Merging lives wasn’t moving boxes. It was asking someone to trust you enough to give up their fallback plan. I didn’t want to rush her. But I also couldn’t ignore what I was seeing. Space wasn’t just physical. It was emotional. And right now, both were tight.