NARRATORLyra and Drakkar walked among the little makeshift stalls set up on the ground.Even though it wasn't the central area, it was still lively. The wolves haggled and traded their goods.She wasn’t sure if there were coins in this place, but she hadn’t seen any yet."Hey!" she called to the woman heading to her rest area.The female turned to see the intimidating male following a beautiful, delicate woman with platinum hair."Did you want something?" she asked, confused, eyeing the beautiful reddish Fyra fur Lyra was wearing."What are you asking for your clay pots?" Lyra went straight to the point.The woman glanced at her mate beside her. They probably thought their pottery was worth a lot, but apparently, that wasn’t the case."What do you have?" she asked, not really looking, just noticing a bag in Drakkar’s hands.Lyra explained that they’d brought a heavy Brontocérax shield, some meat, and a few medicinal plants."Sorry, I don’t want any of that.""Do you like my clothes?"
NARRATOR"You shouldn't have... jumped into the fight like that... ggrr." Verak sat down on the grass, his back leaning against the tree trunk.His hand was pressed to his side, face twisted in a grimace of pain."If I hadn’t, you could’ve ended up dead," Nana replied, unbuttoning his shirt to check his wound.As much as it hurt his pride and he wanted to lash out at her, Verak had to admit Nana had saved his life.Something was poking right near his heart, and he suspected it was the tip of a broken rib."I’ll give you my blood to heal," Nana whispered, leaning in between his open legs, ready to play her role as Verak’s mate.Her claw was about to slice into her wrist, but even in this critical moment, images of Lyra seducing Drakkar flashed through her mind.Nana decided it was time to be more seductive.She lowered her top, revealing her soft breasts.It wasn’t a scandal—plenty of bolder females walked around like that—but as the healer’s daughter, she had never exposed herself tha
NARRATORHe couldn’t stop thinking about her—her scent had driven his wolf crazy. It told him she was going into heat.She had to be his. If that idiot wouldn’t sell her willingly, he’d take her by force."Sir, the warrior is here, but his companion...""Take her to my private space and guard the door. No one is allowed in, and she can’t leave."The big guy nodded and went out to tell Verak to come in.It took some effort to separate him from Nana’s clingy heat—she didn’t even know what she was doing anymore, burning in lust.When Verak stepped into the most luxurious room he’d ever seen, he looked at Nerón with respect."You called for me, sir?""I’ll get straight to the point—I hate beating around the bush," said the soon-to-be Alpha, his pale eyes eyeing him with disdain.The female’s scent on Verak’s body was making his wolf furious."How much do you want for that woman you came with?" Verak was stunned by the question."You probably came here for salt. I’ll give you five large sa
NARRATORMeanwhile, in the central area of the pack…The members of Valle Fértil were going to end up with sore necks from looking around so much.Lorenzo’s mate had sore eyes and mouth from having them open so wide.Here the stalls were like little wooden houses, not just goods scattered all over the ground.Lyra looked over the merchandise and realized that the pack she’d ended up in was one of the most primitive.Still, it was there she found the best thing ever—her sexy, delicious mate.They were allowed to stay in a collective tent behind the small booth they were assigned."You can find me later, and I’ll take you to your private hut," the organizer, an Omega, told Lyra and Drakkar, who nodded.Lyra turned to face the people, thinking they’d be thrilled.But instead, they looked pretty uncomfortable."What’s wrong?""It’s just that…""Lyra, don’t think we’re not grateful, this is amazing!" one of the more responsible females said. "But... honestly, we don’t have anything to sell
DRAKKARMy head is spinning. I try to sit up, but when I pull on my arms, they feel tied above my head."Shhh, you're not allowed to break free..."My eyes open, hazy, just enough to see that gorgeous face. Her finger brushes over my lips, and I'm instantly mesmerized, completely surrendered to her commands.I feel the weight of her soft body pressing down on mine, heat devouring me, and suddenly Lyra slips out of view.A shiver runs through me, and I growl as her wolf claws trail down my chest and stomach, her hot breath driving me insane."Mmnnn," I groan hoarsely when her hand grabs my cock and starts stroking me, up and down.My whole body tenses, the ceiling spins, and I’m drowning in the need to take her."Lyra… sshhh…" I lift my hips when her wet tongue starts licking around my hard shaft, and she moans and pants over my mushroom head.I slide between her lips and thrust up.Saliva drips down to my balls, her tight throat vibrates, and her scent wrecks my sanity just like her m
DRAKKARI hold her tightly against my body while my cum fills her, fighting desperately against that "being" inside me that wants to come out and dominate her.Lyra’s blood calms and controls it, helps me with the pain.In the darkness, all you can hear is our panting, the wet sound of our kisses, soothing our breathing.My head’s still spinning. I love the way we touch mouths, it feels so intimate, and now I want to do it with her all the time."Drakkar, you’re mine, little wolf," she whispers with our foreheads pressed together.I turn to the side so I don’t crush her with my weight and pull her into my chest, holding her head against my wildly beating heart.I’m no good with sweet words like she is, just a dumb brute, but I hope she can feel what my soul’s trying to say."I’m yours, Lyra, from the beginning… I’ve always been yours," I murmur, savoring the way her back shudders."Drakkar," she rises with one hand braced on my chest."I don’t know if you’ll remember these words later
NARRATORIn Verak’s absence—he hadn’t shown up all night—the women were heading out with Lyra, escorted by a group of males, while the rest went out to hunt for food and trade.Drakkar didn’t like the idea of leaving his female behind, but they put him in charge of the hunting group, and Lyra convinced him she’d be fine.As they left the pack, Omar, the experienced wolf, glanced toward the combat zone.How had Verak done? Had he died?He was afraid of revealing that the idea had come from him—what if the Alpha blamed him for Verak’s death?Besides, he had another mission on his agenda.His gentle eyes suddenly sharpened as he stared at Drakkar’s back.The healer had told him there was a way to cure his pup’s crippled legs—but only if Drakkar didn’t come back.They ventured deep into the wild jungle, and Omar was about to unleash chaos.*****Meanwhile, Verak had slept like a baby all night in a warrior’s hut, way more comfortable than spending the night on grass under the moon.He snu
NARRATOR“There are good prey around here!” Omar pointed to an area he remembered clearly.“I’ll go find the others!” He made a move to leave the area, infested with Terras—some kind of underground predators.“No, stay with us. The others will catch up soon,” Omar gritted his teeth at Drakkar’s command.Who the fuck had made him the boss?That ego had gone to his head real fast... but today he’d lose both the ego and his damn neck.He made sure to stay behind. Drakkar was leading the way, with another warrior in the middle.Alert and focused.But the worst part about the Terras was that you couldn’t smell them since they hunted from underground, and by the time you saw one, chances were you were already dead.Omar had nearly been killed once when his group got lost in this area.Drakkar had a bad feeling. He sniffed the air deeply.Even though his wolf wasn’t fully present, every time he drank Lyra’s blood he felt stronger.“I don’t like this place. Turn bac...”“AAGGRRR!” The warrior