I grind against his erection, trying to to ease the pulsing throb between my unsteady legs, my arms tighten around his neck, my movement now a frantic mess. "Fuck me, Alec" I gasp out. Alec's ocean blue eyes meet mine, the dark blue flircks indicating the presence of his wolf swirling them, he smirks at me. "With pleasure, Mate" A loud animalistic snarl leaves his throat as he says that and slams into me. **" Bellatrix Fallon has hated Lycans for as long as she can remember, even to the extent of taking up a wolf hunting job when she turned eighteen. Coming across a weird client who might be connected to her parent's strange death, Bellatrix must take on a risky job to get answers that has hunted her since she was just a kid - Spy on the winter pack, most especially Alpha Alec of the said winter pack. It probably should have been an easy task, until she starts to fall in love with this broken Lycan. It doesn't end there though, as happenings around her starts to reveal secrets and truths about herself and the Lycan folks that she never would have imagined. Even now, her whole life might have all been a sham. And then... The prophecy.
*Bellatrix*
Twirling the silver bullet stacked gun in my hand, I stared contently at the three men or rather three wolf shifters chained to the roof, their legs hanging and not touching the ground. They were unconscious and weak if you would ask me, because of course they were bond with silver chains which had been laced with just a bit of wolfsbane.
So perfect. Watching them in their helpless condition brought me joy and I couldn't wait to see more of their kind this way. Call me brutal, I wouldn't care less, after all this was why I became a lone wolf hunter.
The subtle rattle of the chains signalled their waking up and I got up from my seat and moved closer to them. It took a while for them to figure out their surrounding.
"I see you are awake" I said, smirking at them.
"What do you want from us?" One of them replied me weakly. This one happened to be the brother of the Beta of the red moon pack, his name was Tim.
I chuckled at his question. "Nothing much Tim, I just want to wipe you and every of your kind away from the surface of this earth." Okay, probably not all of them, just the big bad ones and this three shifters were definitely part of that description. But hell no was I about to tell them that.
"You are a wolf hunter" the second shifter, Cole said in disgust while the third one Liam just stayed quiet.
I shrugged, still keeping my smirk on my face. "Pretty much.. You should have figured that out by now."
"Who sent you, bitch!" Liam finally spoke up.
I chuckled again, stalking closer to them. "The dog still speaks eh?" I remarked. "Though, that's a very good question you asked. I was sent by someone as you might have assumed but fact is; I am not doing this because I was paid.. It's only because you deserve this."
It was true. Being a wolf hunter is like being an hired assassin, only that I get hired to kill shifters and not mere humans, but before I do.. I always check the records of my victims.. If they had a clean one I always rejected the job, no matter how huge the pay is, and the fact is.. I kill shifters for the thrill it brings me and not the huge cash I get when I do so.
"What do you mean?"
I smirked. "You do remember making a deal with some rogues to attack your brother's mate because she won't have sex with you and your friends eh? So you see why you are eligible to die by my hands eh?"
"Then get on with your mission, you bloody human! Never would we be scared of you"
"Well, enough of the foreplay then, don't you think?" I cocked my gun and pulled the trigger on them, two wolfsbane laced silver bullet on them each. I felt my phone ding in my pocket and i brought it out and saw that Karen just notified me that I had gotten another offer.
Karen is my nineteen year old sister and my partner, she got me clients that is, the people who hire me.. And she cleans up the bodies after I have dealt with them.. Though sometimes, she didn't need to that because there was something the shifters were wrong about though - I wasn't just a mere human.
I stretched out my hands to the hanging bodies and released my powers on them and just as quickly, they disseminated into ash. I hated using my useless powers though, because the only thing it could do was burn off dead bodies.
So useless.
~
"Target?"
"Alpha Alec of the Winter Moon pack"
"What the actual fuck Karen! The winter pack! And the alpha of all people!"
As much as I loved the never ending game of getting rid of Lycans, Karen and I had agreed that I won't ever have anything to do with the winter moon pack. It wasn't because I didn't want to, but frankly they were just simply off limits for a very discreet reason and besides i haven't even got any bad reports about them no matter how much I wished to.
Karen shook her head at my outburst as she continued tapping on her laptop which she used for her researches. "There is no killing involved sis, that's why I accepted it" she stated. "Plus the pay is really tempting"
"What?.. What are you talking about?" I asked, ignoring her lame comment about the pay being tempting.
If the client didn't want me to kill, then what was it whoever it was wanted?
Karen shrugged, still focusing on her goddamned laptop. "The client only wants your services as a spy"
"A spy?"
"Yes"
I rolled my eyes frustratedly at her nonchalance. "So you went ahead to accept a job you of all people know I wouldn't do! I am an hunter not a fucking secret agent Kay!"
"Relax Sis, I wouldn't accept it without a good reason"
"So what exactly would the reason be? The pay? Because apparently that's what you only seemed to care about!"
Karen stayed quiet for a moment, before she finally turned to look at me. I gasped, why did I not notice her tear filled eyes all along. "Kay, are you okay?"
"The pack name was changed after the incident"
I raised my brow at her, not quite understanding. "What?"
"They are the pack responsible for our Family's death.. Back then, they were called the crescent moon pack" Kay paused, swiping at the tears on get eyes. "But you know that don't you? That's why you said they were off limits."
Bursted!
I had known for a while now, but I didn't want to tell Karen, because I wanted to find out the whole story behind the incident first.
"You lied to me, Trix! You could have at least given me an hint!" She yelled.
I shut my eyes. "I didn't want you to get hurt Kay.. I was trying to protect you"
Kay let out a bitter laugh. "From what? From what exactly huh?"
"Look Kay, I know what you might be thinking, but I assure you that isn't it.. I wasn't planning on doing this on my own. I just– I just wanted to find out who killed them and why, before I let you know"
"And how were you going to find out? By killing innocent Lycans like you always do eh?"
"The ones I kill are nowhere near innocent Karen and you know it!" I was starting to loose my shits about Karen. Given, I knew she was going to react like this when she found out even though I still do not know how she found out, but her taking it to the extent of my work was really getting on my nerves.
Angrily, I snatched up my phone on the table and stood up. "Text me the client's details, I will speak to this one myself" I said and without waiting for her reply, I stormed outside.
~
For some weird reason, this didn't feel right. After Kay had sent me the details of the client, I had started a conversation with him or her, (though he had sounded like a man) and he had asked me to meet him at this café. I had never seen any of my clients one on one, and so this was my first and strangely it felt so suspicious.
I pushed my sunglasses closer to my eyes, sipping on the iced americano I had ordered as I tapped my feet in waiting.
I probably had waited for close to an hour when I hear the scraping of the chair, signalling his arrival. I raised my head up. He was a man like I had guessed alright, dressed in an all black leather outfit, he was also in a dark sunglass like I was and he also had half of his face covered so that only his nose was really visible.
"I see you came" he finally spoke. His voice came out deeper than it had sounded over the phone, and I couldn't help but wonder who he was.
"You've wasted so much of my time Mister, can we get on to business" I replied folding my arms on the table.
"You can call me Tee" he said. "And I am really curious as to why you would take this job when you won't normally do it"
"Your pay was quite tempting" I lied. "Besides, you can't be so sure I will take the job."
"Believe me you will, Bellatrix" he said with a chuckle as if it was the most normal thing to know my name.
"How do you know my name?"
He chuckled again. "I know a lot of things, and you should leave it at that, now shall we begin?"
"Fine, what do you want?" I muttered.
"The word spy alone won't cut out the description of what I really want from you.. So to be more honest, I want you to work for me."
"What?"
"Heed my call every time I need your presence, stay by my side because your skills would be of very good use to me, but first you should get into the winter pack and do as I tell you."
I scoffed and got up on my feet. "You are insane if you think I would ever sell my soul to anyone. I'm leaving." I pushed the chair back, already taking my steps to leave when he spoke again.
"Crescent moon Pack, your parents died there mysteriously.. Do you not want to know how and why they died?"
"I do not know or want to know how you can speak of my parents death like you were there when it happened, but thank you for your offer I can find it out myself." I snapped.
"You should have done that a long time ago, but you probably knew you would end up futile without a lead which you do not have.. Work with me Bellatrix and every answers you seek shall be answered."
I gripped the chair tightly, biting my lips as I slowly sank back to my seat. I wanted answers and this man would give it to me just to work for him.. What did I have to loose? Was it really worth it.
I guess it was, because slowly I nodded my head. "Fine, what do I do first?"
"Good choice Bellatrix, now first off, get into Alec's house, and any information you get, report back to me."
"That's not all, is it?"
He laughed, relaxing back on the chair. "Nope, of course not..., but I will decide what else to do for you as the time passes..."
He slipped over a little box to me. "You would need that" he said and then stretched his gloved hand to me, "so, deal?"
I gripped it as tight as I could in return. "Deal."
***
My life was pretty much simple before all these, Well maybe not that simple but simple anyway... I wasn't your typical Princess of the castle instead I was more or less like the fairytale Cinderella only that I never did really have a Prince charming up until now.. To cut it all short, I am suddenly entangled in a Royal mess.. They say I am the Sheba, probably the last, and the cure to the Prince's curse not to feel— His elixir, because somehow I've been blessed by the goddess with a pure heart and special powers. And this is too much for me to bear, especially now that I might be falling in love with this prince that is Cursed to an heart of ice!
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”