BROLN PACK
Being the luna's personal servant had been taxing for Alora. Aside physical pains, she endured emotional pains too.
Perhaps because the beta disciplined those who hurt her previously, the luna was careful not to inflict any physical injury on her.
But a physical injury would had been preferred than the trauma she was fed with.
That day, she was asked to stand and guard Hera's door throughout the day. She wasn't a sentinel and the royal house was heavily guarded, but the luna would drown in delight only when Alora suffered.
There was no seat, she couldn't lean on the wall since few omegas were instructed to keep watch on her.
A satisfying duty for them, since their hatred for her had heightened after the last mine incident.
She stood from morning, shifting her weight back and forth between her legs to ease the muscle spasms that'd attacked her, until noon when her luck smiled on her.
"The alpha calls for you." Floyd's personal servant came over and conveyed his message.
But her heart was calm, void of fear.
She knew why she was called, the only thing he loved doing with her, not just him, the only thing he loved about him, the satisfaction he gave her.
The pleasure they derived from each other brought a lasting peace that she'd stopped fidgeting in his presence.
Embarrassing to say, she awaited his summon every time as she couldn't think of any thing else she enjoyed in Broln pack than having him tend to her core.
With her aching legs, she headed to his chamber, opened the door and went in. He wasn't in the bedroom, only the sound of water splashing from the shower could be heard.
Images of them together in the tub appeared in her head and she had a sudden urge to try it.
She blushed when she realized how sultry her thoughts were. How did she become this?
Quickly, she hurried to the bathroom, disregarding her aching body.
Floyd sensed her presence in the bedroom, and heard her thought.
A mischievous smile radiated across his face. It wouldn't be bad to try it in the bathroom.
Quietly, she opened the bathroom door and peeked, it was empty. She gazed at the shower and frowned. Why would he leave it on when not in use?
She went in held the knob to turn off when his muscular arms wrapped around her and several kisses were placed on the nook of her neck, just the slot where his mark was sitting.
And as always, the arousal embedded in the mark spread rapidly through her body and her breathing hitched.
"Floyd." She whispered.
She could tell he was stack naked as his erection poked her behind, sending her to the delightful side of lust, that she trembled and wrapped her arms around his.
She rolled her back on his length, and he groaned deeply.
"You've become naughty, Alora."
And her face reddened. "You taught me alpha."
Her erotic voice sent ticklish vibration through him, that he followed her movement and a moan slipped out her lips.
"Why did you shut me out?" He nibbled her earlobe and her breathing hitched.
That familiar electric current routed speedily through her and settled in her groin.
"Floyd." She whispered again, tilted her head, then lifted her eyes to gaze at him. Their lips met and he refused to let go.
"Why did you shut me out Alora." He mumbled amidst the savouring of her lips.
She had learnt to connect to his mind link, respond to him, and to shut him out, just as she did ere while, which should be the reason he sent his servant to her.
"I'm sorry." She mumbled, turned around, wrapped her hands round his waist and gave in fully to the kiss.
He slid his hand into her blouse to stroke her mounds, her hands around him tightened.
"So we try the tub mate."
And he felt his wolf's excitement. Each time he acknowledged her as his mate, Kylo would bounce around in happiness.
He gently pulled off her dress, lifted her into the tub and settled behind her.
"You ride me today mate."
Age giggled lowly, threw her head backward and rested it on his shoulder. "As you wish alpha."
He kissed her deeply, bit her lips slightly and she giggled.
And he lifted her slightly and gently guided her core to his length.
Slowly, she slid down until her core swallowed his length, then she began to straddle him slowly.
"I can't get enough of you!!" He cupped her mounds with his broad palms and stroke her buds gently.
That electrifying feeling concentrated in her buds spread rapidly through her as his fingers ignited them.
"Floyd!"
She threw her head back to rest on his shoulder, bit her lips, her eyes slightly shut as she relish the sweetness of his fingers and lenght.
"I like it alpha!!" Then her action heightened as she rode him faster, not taking a break.
"You're mine Alora!!"
"All yours alpha!!"
With the warm water from the shower splashing their bodies, they rode together to where they'd always wanted to be. The height of lust, till evening.
He gently wiped her wet body and carried her out of the bathroom.
"I'm sorry, I made you weak again." He smiled mischievously as he gazed into her half shut eyes.
There was a brief silence, then he placed a peck on her forehead.
"A room has been arranged for you in the royal house, you can move in immediately!"
He longer wished her to remained in the abandoned stable.
She shook her head. "I like it in the stable."
"Why?"
She shrugged. "I'm more comfortable there."
"But I insist you move." He nibbled her jaw.
"I don't want to Floyd, ehm..sorry alpha." Did she just call him by his name?
He smiles affectionately, kissed her lips and finger combed her hair.
"It's Floyd, okay!" He liked the way his name sounded on her lips.
"Just the way you call it when I'm buried in you." What a luscious voice!
Her face took a deep red colour and she shut her eyes shyly.
"You're too delicious and I can't get enough!" His hushed voice rang in her ears and she knew what would happen next.
"No more, I'm tired." She got off the bed quickly before she'd be eaten clean again, wore her dress and hurried out.
She made her way to her room but the luna had sworn to frustrate her.
"Where do you think you're going to?" Hera snapped at her.
Each time she was summoned to the alpha's chamber, she would come out exhausted and it made her sing melodious songs in her mind.
Alora stopped. "To my room."
"And who will guard my door?"
Didn't Hera see how worn out she was?
"I'm sorry, I can't guard your door, I need to rest." Then she walked away, but Hera grabbed her wrist.
"How dare you walk out on me?"
Her eyes hardened and her veins throbbed, but her action caused Alora's temper to spark and she flung her hand off.
She was sick and tired of looking like the weakling she wasn't. In as much as she was the luna's servant, she would no longer condone her annoying actions.
Only one without a heart would see her limping in discomfort and would expect her to stand watch on her door when she wasn't a sentinel!
"Know when to retreat Hera!!" She glared furiously at the luna, her head beating in anger.
She wasn't a tree that lacked reaction even when pushed to the limit.
What difference existed between herself and Hera? Just the title!
She graced Floyd's bed every time and believed she did it more than Hera, so why should a second mate bully her?
Hera gasped in astonishment, her eyes blinked repeatedly. What gave Alora the courage? She sized her up, her forehead crinkled.
"Did you just yell at me?" She conceded over Alora, but unfortunately, it was a wrong timing.
Alora stood rigidly, her face contorted in contempt. "And what will you do Hera?" The servants around gaped in disbelief.
"So you think you have attained the same level with me because you're his mate?"
A mocking laughter escaped her lips, but Alora sneered.
"You mean his first mate?" Her remark provoked Hera and she raised her hand to hit her when Cinder gasped in panic.
"That wolf!" Slowly, she dropped her hand and gave her a dead stare.
"Even if you're the first mate, I Hera is his only mate and luna!!" She raised her shoulders in pride as she spoke.
"A wolf-less mate is less a mate, reject him and free your dirty self!!"
Alora laughed hysterically. She couldn't tell what came over her, filled her with boldness to challenge Hera, but whatever it was deserved a million accolades from her.
"And if I don't Hera?"
"Reject him wolf-less!!" Hera shoved her backward, she stumbled, lost her footing and fell, but instead of hitting the floor, she fell into broad arms.
"What did you say Hera?"
Floyd came out and heard bickering voices. When he got closer, it was his two mates.
Reluctant to interfere, he left, but halted when Hera coerced Alora into rejecting him!
Reject him, then leave him vulnerable for years? He gently steadied Alora, then shifted his hardened eyes on Hera.
"Never you make such utterance next time!!" Then stormed out.
Hera was dumbstruck. Did the alpha just rebuked her because of Alora? Not in secret but in the presence of her servants!
Hera gaped at Alora who was in bafflement. She couldn't put the pieces together.
Floyd steadied Alora from falling! Same man who would always call her into his chamber to punish her!!
She gave the dazed Alora a piercing stare and stormed out.
Alora recovered from her short black out, shrugged and headed to her room.
Floyd's mother, Layana, who also heard the commotion even before her son came out had been watching from a corner.
She raised her brows meaningfully, gave Alora a complicated gaze and returned to her chamber.
RIVERVILLE PACK
Sebastene unlocked his father's chamber which had been under lock since his death.
He was to live in that part of the royal house as it had always been through generations in the past, but it held memories he wished not to remember.
The room was dusty with huge cobwebs everywhere.
With his hands, he pulled off the thick webs descending the ceiling and made his way into the chamber.
The dust made contact with his nostrils and he sneezed repeatedly.He pulled off his shirt and tied it across his nose, an attempt to cease the sneezes.
Straight to his father's library, he stared at the shelves filled with books which had been buried in dust and some wretched by termites.
Quickly and disregarding the dusts which had accumulated into a hill, he began to wipe the books, keeping them aside until what seemed like an hour when he finally saw what he was looking for.
He returned the books to the shelves and left the dust stricken chamber. He shouldn't forget to instruct the servants to clean it up.
Back to his room, he headed to the bathroom, cleaned his sticky, dusty body, cleaned the book, then changed into a clean clothe.
He hastened to the sofa and flumped into it, his gaze pinned on the big book in his hand with the title "HISTORIAN WEREWOLVES."
His father was a bibliophile and collected numerous books, but till date, he couldn't figure out how he successfully gathered such number of books when they had no interaction with the other packs.
He opened the book, and began to flip through the pages. So many interesting content, but he was only curious about the giant wolf he saw in the forest of death.
After a while, his eyes lit up." That's it!"
He screamed in excitement and thumped the book happily, then began to read keenly.
The more he read, the more his brows furrowed.
It was written that thousand of years ago, the world of werewolves was under a severe attack from the pure bred human society.
They were hunted down and taken away, while many were killed in the process.
It was written that the famous wolfsbane was introduced into their world by those full bred humans to render the werewolves powerless and make it easier to capture them.
Their kind were almost going into extinction and their only hope was Selene, the moon goddess.
When they thought the goddess would never come to their rescue, something remarkable happened.
One day a giant wolf appeared. It had fluffy, snow white furs and sparkling eyes. It had no mate and never shifted to its human form.
No one knew where it came from and its home as it stood continuously on top of the mountain day and night without retreating.
Its gender was never known, it never communicated with anyone and all were afraid to go close to it.
The only gestures it made were to stand on its hind limbs and raise its forelimbs to the air.
It's sudden appearance brought an abrupt end to the attack on them, as it was said to release a fog which bore incurable diseases to the boundary between their world and the aggressor, causing the later to flee for their lives.
Aside peace, its presence brought fertility. The female wolves became blessed with multiple births, a way to replenish their declined population.
Then one night, an ear piercing lone howl was heard on top of the mountain. It was from the giant wolf and was the first sound it'd made since its appearance.
The next morning, it disappeared and never appeared again. They believed it was Selene in her wolf form.
Sebastene, gazed at the image of the wolf in the book which had striking resemblance with the one he saw in the forest.
Even the gestures described in the book were similar to the one he saw earlier.
Smoked steamed from his creased brows and pursed lips and he slowly closed the book.
If it was Selene, did she appear to cast more malediction on his pack?
Have they inadvertently contravened another rule or was it because of Marco?