But it wasn't just fear, she was irresistibly drawn to a stranger. She wanted him to touch her, to kiss her. Gillian's legs were giving way from an inexplicable desire. She had never experienced anything like this. She wouldn't say she loved him, but she still felt sympathy. And then one meeting, Asher Christian swallowed her up. Asher leaned over, and she pressed herself into the bark. In her zeal to keep their bodies from touching, she overdid it and scratched her back, and badly. She felt a burning sensation. "You need to be careful." The voice flowed like a pleasant wave. His fingers wandered over her bare skin and gave a short kiss to her lips. "Asher Christian! If you kiss me again, I will--" "What will you do? Bite me?" And then he pinned her to the wall.
1820. Salisbury Estate.
A warm May day. Today is my wife's birthday. Preparations for the celebration have been going on for a whole week. Guests will arrive even from London. Although we live in the small town of Rochdale, our family is known in the highest circles of England.
The wedding of Lord Salisbury and his beautiful bride Elizabeth Stanhope was a grand event, which was compared to the wedding of a king and queen. We are not lovers of luxury, but to divert suspicion from ourselves, we try to be in the thick of things.
Wolves usually prefer to live away from cities, villages, and various settlements, but I my true mate has chosen a different way of living, more human. This allows us to live our own lives. Hunters do not look for werewolves among the nobility.
I am a young alpha. Ten years have passed since the death of my father and mother, and since then I have become a leader by right of inheritance. Strangely, my wolf half did not manifest itself at the age of eighteen, like in others.
My parents were sure that nature had deprived their son of the blood of the beast, which meant that a werewolf would be born in the next generation. To be honest, I did not want to. But having witnessed the death of my relatives, the wolf broke out.
Pain, uncontrollable rage, and anger woke him up. No full moon, just turned. The only explanation is my unwillingness to accept my second nature, it did not give free rein to the beast, and he slept, waiting for his hour. So he turned for the first time at twenty-five.
The desire to live a normal life has not disappeared to this day. My wife and I want a full-fledged family. We want to grow old and see children grow up, and not like I had. I grew up in a family in which one day
the father and mother began to look younger than their son. We looked more like friends. It drove me crazy. I don't want this for my children.
Elizabeth was luckier. She grew up in a normal family and, knowing all the delights of parental attention and care, supported my desire to give up immortality. Our desire to be like people was not very well received in the pack, but I do not intend to change my decision. I will be the leader until I find a worthy replacement.
Ethan is my beta. He can take the place of the alpha, but according to wolf laws, first along the line of kinship. If we have a son or daughter who does not turn into wolves, then my friend will take my place.
My beautiful she-wolf has been diligently preparing for the celebration all these days. The number of guests arriving from the capital requires that the estate looks its best. The little lady of such a huge house brought comfort and warmth into the cold walls with her appearance.
The inexperienced and insecure alpha next to her matured and became stronger. Power no longer embarrasses, her but on the contrary, makes him more adult. The boy disappeared, and a young man came to replace him. Only in the presence of his beloved wife, does this man become gentle and caring. She is the meaning of my life.
Today is not only Elizabeth's birthday but also a full moon, a night that will disappear with the dawn and take our immortality with it. Soon we will be able to breathe deeply. We will be happy in our little family world.
I went downstairs to look around the house, to check if everything was ready. The huge living room would become a ballroom for one evening. Decorations of fresh flowers, which the servants and his wife had collected on our territory, create a spring mood.
The tables are covered with snow-white tablecloths, also with a floral pattern. The magnificent chandeliers are polished to a shine. I am inside, and it feels like I am in a clearing in the forest, the smells are extraordinary.
Elizabeth flew into the room. The lush dress does not prevent her from moving quickly and gracefully at the same time. The green color of the fabric emphasizes her fiery red hair. Her big eyes look reproachfully. It looks like I'm going to get it now. My heart started pounding like crazy, not from fear, but from the fact that she was approaching.
My senses instantly intensify in her presence. I feel full as if all positive emotions are simultaneously absorbing my heart. This lunar creature is my soul. We are one. Without her, there is no me, without me, there is no her.
That is why we made such a decision, there was no rush, but rumors appeared that hunters were scurrying around England in search of evil spirits. The grandeur of the holiday is a distraction. Too many packs have been exterminated in recent years precisely because of their desire to live in solitude.
Someone might think that he was a coward, but yesterday my wife told me about her pregnancy. I am immensely happy. I can't risk her and the child. If there were any doubts before, there are none now. The fact that we are accepting old age does not mean that we are leaving the pack. Until I hand over power, I will be with them. No one knows that my wife is pregnant. We will announce it today.
"Dear Lord Salisbury, where have you been all morning?" graceful white fingers touched my face.
"Lady Elizabeth, knowing your husband, you are well aware that I hate fuss. And it has reigned in the house for a whole week." He smiled guiltily.
She frowned, which made me want to laugh. Whenever I see her angry, I can't help it, my wife is so sweet. But she is only cute on the outside, and she is a real red beast. Not a single wolf from her stay couldn't overcome her, except Ethan. My friend looks younger than me, but in fact, he is much older. Everything I can do, he can do too. My right hand, my reflection.
Once, she broke into his life and pestered him so much that he had nowhere to escape, but she suddenly disappeared. Six years later, he went from being an associate professor in the music department to the president of a well-known domestic and foreign group and caught the runaway girl back to his side. "Ethan White! If you kiss me again, I will--" "What will you do? Bite me?" So, he was thrown to the bed by her mouth-to-mouth with a whine.
Asher Black is the future Alpha of the Black Shadow Pack, and Jolie is just a simple maid. Two stripes on the test. Pregnancy... Asher quickly got rid of them. But five years later, as if nothing had happened, he wanted to take her daughter away from her.
Beta Black had clarified that he would never take a mate, but following his beliefs was becoming increasingly difficult because Wolf could not resist their mutual attraction. Once he touched and tasted the beautiful Aileen, the wolf couldn't help but want her his mate. Can one night give two people what they so desperately want, or will the reality of who they are tear them apart?
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.