"Uhuu..." She flinched and closed her legs, and even that excited him. To praise her for her cute groan, he took her legs and opened them back up. She was already wet. Her pale petals were closed. A clear drop of fluid dripped from her crevice onto the sheets. How did it feel inside? He opened her entrance with his finger. Her swollen clitoris stood out, and her inner lips were even wetter. It was all a lovable, soft pink. He lowered his lips. He felt her body shrink back with a gasp. The sweet, tempting fragrance flared out and called to him. He swept his tongue from bottom to top as he licked her.
14 Years Ago...
Flames and smoke. The scent of it hung heavy in the air, causing Jessica to drop the fire wood she was told to collect. This couldn't be happening. Panic filled the young pup's heart as she turned and rushed back to the pack den.
"Maman! Papa!" Jessica called out, ignoring the cold of the snow that crunched through her human feet. It was too silent. Far too silent, and Jessica couldn't reach her parents' minds; it was as if everything was an empty void when she reached out to them. She should have shifted to make it home faster. She shoulder have listened to her other self's instincts that told her something was wrong. She should never left in the first place.
"Alpha! Madame Alpha!" She brushed through the trees, her heart pounding in her head as she suddenly stopped her eyes full of pure devastation and horror at the sight that lay before her. The den, the manor that sheltered the entire pack, it wasn't just burnt down to ashes and charred wood. Her friends, her family, everyone lay dead in the northern snow, their blood staining the ice red. She covered her sensitive nose as she moved closer warily, fighting a battle within herself not retch and not to cry.
What caused this...?
Who would do this...?
A familiar smell wandered into her covered nostrils, making her snap her head toward it and take off into a sprint, "Maman?! Papa?!"
She stopped, seeing their bodies that copied the others in their lifeless state. The tears that were fighting against her will finally won as Jessica fell to her knees at their limp bodies, "N-non... Maman...papa..." She reached out with shaky hands toward their bodies, scared to touch them in fear and denial that that was them, "Pourquoi? Pourquoi est-ce arrivé...?"
As she touched their heated fur, she wiped the ash a little of her parents' pelts, her 10-year-old form shook violently against them before she leaned back and cried in agony. "POURQUOI?!?" Her cries echoed into the night sky as they soon turned into howls.
~*~*~*~
14 years later...
"Now arriving in Jackson!" A man in the front of the bus bellowed, immediately waking Jessica from her sleep, her sensitive ears made her other self want to growl in annoyance. She lazily looked out the window, seeing the town and all of its surroundings for the first time. She inhaled deeply, blinking her orange to blue-grey eyes as she sat up in her winter clothes she brought from Illinois.
"...I should have stayed in Cheyenne," She thought to herself, but quickly shook her head of the thought. She needed to get out of Wyoming-in fact any mountain ranges-period. As a lone wolf, a young omega lone wolf, she couldn't risk being in such a place where she always had to have her hackles up.
She brushed her dark auburn hair back, making sure the rest was safely tucked in her navy blue knitted beanie. She wrapped her matching scarf around tighter and put her backpack on. She really didn't need it as a wolf, but in January winter, it would look awfully abnormal to be seen in summer or even fall clothes.
As she exited the bus station, she looked around, sniffing the air once again, trying to make it look as normal to humans as possible without seeming strange or paranoid. If any packs were in this area, she needed to know. As a native werewolf from Quebec, she's traveled way too far to die now.
Knowing if there were other wolves around would let her know if she had a few months or a few hours to get out of there. Only problem now was that she was nearly fresh out of cash. If she needed to leave, she would have to do so in her wolf form. However, that was far more risky that using human transportation and she didn't want another experience like before.
"C'est tiguidou," She thought as she let out a sigh of relief, her wolf inside her too seemed to relax finally after the 7-8 hour long bus ride. She hadn't smelt any wolves.
Yet.
She opened her wallet and checked. Only $127 left. Enough to get out of town, but since she didn't smell any wolves, right now would be a good time to start earning more money, just in case the next town or city had any. She walked through the town, taking in more of the surrounding sights and scents, looking for help and wanted signs.
She slowed when she saw one in a small café. She gave a slight smile as she walked in, people chatting away, ignoring her existence past a curious glance to see who came in.
She walked timidly up to the counter and sat down, trying her best not to look around and sniff the air again. A blonde and busty middle aged waitress approached her with a smile, her tall frame seemed full of confidence and cheerfulness as she walked, "Can I get you anything, hon?"
"No thank you," Jessica replied politely. Without a second look, the waitress turned on her heel. "Wait, ma'am," Jessica stopped her, "Actually I was...looking for a job here."
"A job?" The blonde came back.
"Yes please. I'm a bit new to Jackson, and I was wondering if I can have a job at least for awhile, or do you know anywhere that could hire me," Jessica told her.
"For awhile?" The blonde stared and then smirked, "You're gonna have to talk to the manager, hon. Sounds like you're unreliable."
"I know. I'm sorry. Things have been a bit rough, and it's hard for me to stay in one spot for too long... Is he here? The manager?" Jessica spoke with a little tentativeness.
"She is," The waitress corrected, leaning against the counter toward her, "...And we have been short a few hands... I'm sure she'd hire you. If you have any experience, and past employers don't have any complaints that is. Do you have a resume on you?"
Jessica nodded as she then turned and reached for her resume in her backpack, handing over to the waitress, "It's not too bad is it?"
The waitress whistled as she looked through the pages, "You've obviously been places, hon. Haven't seen a res like this...well...ever. Where are you from?"
"Around," Jessica shrugged a bit nervously, "I was born up north."
"I can see that..." The waitress read through her resume pages, "Yep...I'm sure...she's definitely going to hire you."
"Really?" Jessica brightened up, "When might I be able to talk to her? Maybe schedule a meeting?"
The waitress looked up and smiled at her, "She doesn't expect that much. I'm the manager, hon."
The slight surprise on Jessica's face made the waitress laugh as she held her hand out to her, "My name's Kathy. Kathy Adams. What's you're name, hon?"
"Jessica. Jessica Mint," She shook Kathy's hand.
"Think you can start tomorrow at 7 a.m, Jessica? As I said, we're short a few hands."
"Yes, ma'am," Jessica nodded, her smile on her face showing.
"Now, now. I told you my name. I'm too young to be called ma'am," Kathy winked.
"But old enough to visit a bar, little girl?" A middle-aged man rose his coffee cup.
"Oh shut up, Tim. I wasn't talking to you, was I?" Kathy grabbed the coffee pot, feigning a pissed off look as Tim started laughing, earning a few grins around their playful banter.
Jessica smiled, thinking to herself, "What a tight-knit community."
~*~*~*~
Jessica walked in the Motel 6 room she paid for, and threw her backpack onto an empty chair wearily. She would need to pay for the place with her first pay check or find a more suitable, temporary home, but for now this would have to do. She let out a heavy sigh as she lay on the comfortable double sized bed.
She hadn't laid in a bed nearly 3 years since she had a run in with a pack in Minnesota. Even before then she knew how hostile packs could really get against rogues or lone wolves, regardless of their position in the hierarchy. Hell, she's seen how hostile some can be to their own.
She's been on the run ever since she was 10, but she's been a part of two other packs since then, and both packs were hell.
A pack in Ontario abused the shit out of their omegas, considered them expendable bodies. She remembered when a Theta male, a rank just barely higher than her own, vent his anger out on an omega male since he had lost at his challenge for a Delta position. The poor Omega was forced to stay put, unable and not allowed to defend himself as his mate and pup watched him get severely beaten and eventually killed in front of them, and yet, the rest of the pack ignored it as if that was a daily and normal ordeal.
It wasn't until one of a neighboring pack's Betas mate, one of the female Omegas from that pack and helped revolt against them did she escape in the chaos.
The pack in Pennsylvania was no better, as the treated their females like dirt as well. Only difference was they saw them only fit for breeding more male pups.
She recalled all the times she had to get beaten for failing to comply with the males of her rank's needs, and when she watched an unmated female beta be forced to blow and be ravaged by a bunch of unmated Deltas like a piece of meat. That pack had less care about honor and pride in the ranks than the pack in Ontario; they were pigs, not wolves.
How she escaped them, she didn't know or care to remember. When she nearly lost her life in a run-down in Minnesota, that became the final straw. She refused to ever again join a pack, despite how lonely and hard it was to be without one. She was going to find a place that was not only pack free, but had no other wolves in general. Somewhere inside of her, she and her wolf knew that that would be an impossible feat, but she had to try. Maybe she could go to Hawaii or another small island country of some sort? Madagascar? Who knows?
In England, 1992, eighteen-year-old Jessica Hunt stands on the brink of a new life. After winning the Dublin Pack's Warrior Challenge, she earns a spot in the Werewolf Games in Maine, USA. Born an orphan with mixed blood, Jessica has fought hard to earn her place in the pack. Her sharp tracking skills make her stand out, but being a young, unmated female in a male-dominated world brings its own struggles. Jessica's journey to the Games is not just about winning medals. It's about proving her worth and earning respect. She faces tough competition, complex pack politics, and the unwanted advances of the alpha's son, Neill. Traveling to Maine, she must show her strength against the best werewolf warriors from around the world. In the Baxter Pack's vast territory, Jessica's fight for glory turns into a search for identity and belonging. She must use her wit, stamina, and strong will to find her place in a society that values strength and lineage. Will she rise to the challenge, or will the weight of expectations and norms hold her back?
She's the Alpha Killer - a rogue werewolf wanted dead by the powerful Werewolf Council. With feral brutality and deadly skills, Nisha Hunt has been murdering the ruthless pack Alphas that run the secret world of werewolves. But everything changes when Nisha rescues her long-lost sister Niesha from a depraved prostitution ring in a blaze of chaos and bloodshed. Niesha has been broken, her wolf savagely killed, leaving her a shell of the vibrant young woman she once was. With nowhere else to turn, Nisha seeks sanctuary from the centuries-old vampire Jarrod and his supernatural coven in the intoxicating streets of New Orleans. As Nisha nurses her sister back to health, she burns for vengeance against those who destroyed Niesha. Hot on Nisha's trail is FBI Agent Ranmo Smith - a werewolf working within the human world who has just discovered she is his fated mate. Ranmo is torn between his duty to capture Nisha for her crimes and the cosmic pull he feels towards this beautiful, dangerous woman. When their hunt brings them together in an explosive confrontation, passions will be unleashed, destinies will be challenged, and the streets of New Orleans will run red. In this searing World of romance, vengeance and supernatural peril, one woman's primal quest for justice will shatter the uneasy peace between werewolves and vampires, sparking a savage conflict that threatens to burn the supernatural underground to the ground.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Sequel to chasing my estranged wife; I want you back. ******** " You promised me!'' I screamed. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me, you made the vows that you would stand beside me, Ryan, and what did you do? You broke me into smithereens. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. When I said we were done. I meant it!" Falling in love with him had come in a whirlwind, she couldn't account for how exactly it had happened but what she knew was that she didn't want to let go once she was in. For Ryan, when he made a vow, he had meant it, but nothing had told him about marriage, that it wasn't just a bed of roses, but it had thorns in it as well. When secrets piled up between them and vows broken, they had no choice but to let go of each other, but years later, he wanted her back. Like the air he breathed, he chased after her, but she was gone. Left with the remnants of his actions, he is torn between getting her back and damning all consequences or letting go of her and his children, which would it be?
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.
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...