...Through the neverending assault of pain, I feel Dimitri around me. I feel his touch caress my skin softly. I feel his voice send ripples of soothing down my spine. I feel his warmth seep into my body and ease my tense muscles. I feel his scent, sandalwood, and citrus envelop me like an embrace. Every time, I feel his grip around my hand, my pain resides to the dark places and for a moment it becomes bearable enough to see him through the haze.Every time, I see him, his eyes are always glassy and his face, is contorted into pain and guilt.I do hear his strained voice too, whispering to me words of comfort. "My butterfly, you can do it. I know you can fight against it. Your wolf is more powerful than any venom of silver." My hands scratch to reach for him but they fall limp beside me no matter how much I try to raise them. And when I scream for him, it is swallowed by the consuming darkness all around me, plunging me into the dark hole where there is no light, no Dimitri. Just m
For the first two days, I am flooded by pleasantries and gifts from members of the pack. This comes as a shock to me because I used to believe everyone hates me so much, they will celebrate with a grand party when I die but I guess I was wrong. Not only that some members of the pack made an alter of offering for me to the goddess to fasten my recovery. Julianne told me that I have been the talk of the town for saving Sebastian, Jax's brother—trust Julianne to know everyone's name—. So I guess that is why people are warming up to me and while I am overwhelmed with joy about this, the very person that my heart yearns to see and hear his voice is nowhere to be found. It's messing with my brain that he hasn't shown up since he was the one who kept me company when I was in a coma. Or so I believed because now, I'm not so much of myself anymore. Perhaps, it was my brain messing with me by creating an illusion of Dimitri here with me because it knows I am a hypocrite and no matter how much
If Dimitri was shocked when I showed up at his doorstep, he didn't act like it. He doesn't show a bit of emotion as he ushers me into his living room. He doesn't say a word to me as he disappears into the room and comes back with a towel. He wraps the towel around me before taking considerable steps back, creating a gap between us. "What are you doing here, Lynexia?" He looks down at me. I open my mouth and then close it. To be frank, coming here was impulsive. I didn't think of what I was going to say to Dimitri when I saw him. I just knew I needed to see him. His jaw clenches visibly under the dim light of the living room. Something barely contained swirls in his blue eyes. "You shouldn't be here, you are just getting better?" "What do you care?" "I will take you home." "If I want to be at home, I won't be here in the first place." My hands fist beside me. Dimitri and I stare at each other for a long moment before Dimitri's deep voice slices through the thick air. "Fine. Yo
I feel a thrill course through me at the thought of crawling to Dimitri. Feeling this much anticipation over doing something as deprived as this is criminal but I don't care. I lick my lips before my knee buckle beneath me, and I crumple to the ground. The primal look on Dimitri's face ignites a hot white heat deep inside of me as I begin to crawl to him. My slit brushes against my sensitive clit, sending waves of pleasure through me. With each movement, my body thrums wildly, every inch closer to Dimitri electrifying my nerves. His stare is like a flame of fire neutralizing the chill of the floor beneath my palms. I can taste the anticipation when I finally reach Dimitri, my wetness slick on my thigh. I have always known that I have questionable kinks but goddess do I know I am this filthy?With a deep, rich timbre, he groans, gesturing to the bulge on his pants. "It's all yours," He murmurs. "take care of it." I swallow hard and lean forward, my trembling hands reaching for his
I watch Lynexia as she sleeps peacefully beside after I fuck every inch of her. It still feels like a dream. Lynexia doesn't hate me anymore. She can't hate me anymore even if she wants to—her word not mine—. Hope blooms in my chest at the word. Though I know I shouldn't get ahead of myself by getting too excited I can't help it. This is a huge progress compared to when Lynexia first came back and she was so bent on killing me. Alas, she is in my bed right now with no care in the world and deep into her sleep.My thumb traces the side of her cheeks softly so I don't disturb her sleep. Then I roll a finger over her plump lips. The image of how she took every inch of me makes my cock jerk beneath my pants and the need to fuck her again courses through me. I can still feel the ghost of her wet tongue on my cock, her hands barely grasping my cock, her mouth thrusting up and down cock like a good girl. Fuck, I want to recreate that so badly right now. But I'm not sure what to expect fro
I may not hate Dimitri anymore but I don't think I'm ready to trust him yet. Even with his confession, I don't think I can. For all I know, he could be lying to me for whatever reason. And I'm too scared to dip myself into this again only to get burned. I have been burned more than enough. Though, I like every single moment of the explosive sex between us and I want to keep fucking him so that is just want I am going to do. Keep everything simple and without feelings so that when it blows up in my face, I will have little to nothing to lose. I let out a sigh as I slid my top over my head and pulled my hair into a ponytail. When I emerge from the bedroom into the kitchen area, Dimitri is making breakfast. My stomach grumbles at the aromatic smell that fills the air. Dimitri is dressed in his usual black pants, and black shirt with boots. His hair is slicked back. Overall his muscular frame looks so sexy from behind. I don't make myself known, I just watch his massive form from the
I blow out a breath before I start walking to the IT unit headed by Seraphina. The last thing I want is to come face to face with Seraphina but I don't really have a choice. I need to learn how to use these devices for our mission in the moonstone pack. My hand has just wrapped around the doorknob when a hushed voice streams out of the room. I halt in my step."It is never going to be you." The voice I recognize to be Nox's. I have never heard her sound this heated up when talking to her sister. "Why don't you get it?" "No, everything was good and fine when she wasn't here. She ruined everything for me." Seraphina says, her voice dripping with disdain. "No, she didn't. Even if she wasn't here, it was never going to be you." Nox says. "So get over yourself and stop what you are plotting." Her voice sounds firm. "I don't want to be the one to stop you, Seraphina, please." "I'm not plotting anything. I know she is the one behind all these and I intend on getting her punished for it wh
My restraint has turned freckled and I dangle on the verge of erupting into a chaotic ball of volcano by the time it was afternoon the following day. Pushing me into a pond wasn't the end of Elena's cruelty. She proceeded to torment me with the pettiness thing to the most outrageous things which she claimed were unintended— they were very much intended— and they have all piled up like a roll of cancerous stone inside of me.Presently, I'm on the floor in the hall used for the alliance party because Elena has somehow managed to make me trip, causing me to bruise my palms in the process. My fingers drag along the tiled marble floor as I send a deadly glare towards Elena. She smirks at me. Dimitri is by my side in no time. "Are you okay?" He wraps a hand around my waist and helps me to my feet. "I'm fine." I wince when the bruise on my hand scraps against the fabric of my clothes. I'm not fine but I am not able to be whine in a room filled with members of the both packs. "Are you su