Lasci ran up the stairs with the bag of stuff for Purity while both brothers snickered at his frustration. “Pru, tell Johnathan to bring up a tray of apples and some tea. The female’s medication is on the counter by the fridge. She will need that,” Lasci yelled over his shoulder. His brother nodded and went to the kitchen, followed by Libidi. The Alpha opened his bedroom door and found Purity asleep. Looking around, he didn’t see anything out of order in the room until the floor-length, thick grey curtain moved gently at the balcony door on the other side of the bed. “What the hell,” he whispered loudly and then looked over at Purity, worrying he woke her. She only shifted slightly, staying asleep. He walked over slowly, gently setting the bag of items at the end of the bed, and grabbed the curtain before pulling it aside. One of the wood-framed glass doors was swaying ajar, its hook dangling. The mansion was old, so all three balconies on the home had the old-fashioned hook a
Sitting at the head of their long dinner table, Lasci waited for his brothers to calm down. Johnathan had set the dinner table with several different dishes, and the brothers had their drink of choice. The conversations finally all reduced to a murmur, and Lasci could speak. “Now that it is quiet let me just say,” Lasci stood, his usual slick-backed black hair hanging loose, framing his golden-tinged brown eyes, “Now that our brother is home, we are complete. Libidi, it took four years for you to come back again, and you have appeared to come back a stronger, more mature wolf. Welcome home, brother!” Everyone yelled out, practically howling in celebration, and a few were even wearing the party hats Tener had insisted on adding to the party. Lasci’s brother Libidi smiled and raised his beer in acknowledgment, “It's great to be home, and first, I want to say thanks for all the support this family has given. I missed everyone one of you because, well, I’m sure I did for some reas
With one hand on the headboard and the other one by her head, holding him up, Lasci took a slow deep breath through his nose. Her scent filled his mind and intoxicated him. He somehow landed his hips between her legs and could feel the heat reach his groin through the lounge pants. She started to wiggle, “Um, I can’t move, please. You’re a bit heavy, sorry.” Wiggling more to the side, she accidentally rubbed the soft mound between her legs against the growing hardness between his, making Lasci’s wolf cry out in his mind, wanting to mate, to mark her. “Don’t, just don't move, stop wiggling,” he breathed out, unsure what was coming over him. The feeling of taking her, almost devouring every inch of her with his body, started running through his imagination. Purity kept trying to move out from underneath him, “I’m sorry, just let me, um,” her words were breathy, making his heart race with desire even more. “I SAID DON’T MOVE, OR SO HELP ME, WOMAN, I WON'T STOP ONCE I START” He f
Sleep did not come easy for Lasci or Purity. As one tossed, the other turned, both with thoughts on their minds. Lasci felt his mind should be focused on safeguarding the home now that an unknown stranger had entered their territory and threatened him. He was never one to act rashly when it came to threats. Lasci’s loss of control could occur from what lay in his bed. A female. Wolf or not, he couldn’t shake the urge to take her and touch the body hidden by the long shirt she was wearing. He noticed the bag of items Johnathan purchased was still untouched, so thoughts of her without underwear worsened. Turning, he couldn’t see above the bed. Thinking that maybe if he looked at Purity once more before bed, he could be satisfied and move on, but as Lasci was about to sit up, he heard her voice. “Grandma, I’m sorry, so, so sorry, please don’t go yet, Grandma, please wait for me. I’m sorry!” Her voice, barely above a whisper, cried out for the grandmother she had mentioned. Lasci ju
Both of them had managed to fall asleep, but morning came early for Lasci. Waking up stiff, he stretched as he sat up. Then, looking over at Purity, seeing her still asleep, he quietly got up and left the room. He needed to get some work done, and Purity was too distracting, so he decided to talk to Pru instead. Going downstairs, he could smell bacon, sausage, and ham steaks being cooked. When feeding wolves, the local pig farmers stayed in business. “Well, look who’s up bright and early. I’d ask how you slept, but I don’t really care,” Johnathan said to Lasci as he entered the kitchen. “About time you did something around here. You and Tener left a mess for Pru to clean up last night.” Johnathan sighed, “Yes, I’ve already had a tongue lashing from the second in command. Too bad it’s not the desirable kind.” Lasci rolled his eyes at the butler as he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and eyed the bacon sitting in a dish before stealing one. “Speaking of the second, where’
Lasci had asked Pru to take a breakfast tray from the kitchen to Purity. Balancing the tray in one hand and slowly opening the door, Pru peeked in first before pushing the door open with his shoulder. “You’re awake?” Purity nodded, “Hello.” Pru finally got a good look at the female, and he was surprised to see how attractive she was. Greenish blue eyes stood out against her fair skin and messy long golden curls. Realizing he was staring at her, he looked at the food tray, “Lasci had me bring this up in case you were hungry. You have to eat something before taking your medication anyway.” Looking back at her, he stood there holding the tray, waiting for her to make room on her lap. “Oh, sorry, um, do you mind helping me use the bathroom first?” “Use the bathroom?” Purity nodded, “Yes, please, I can’t make it there myself. I’m sorry to be a burden.” Remembering she had an injured leg, Pru set the tray on the desk and walked over to the bed. Ripping the blankets off
Pru shrugged, “Eat what you can. I’m sure someone will eat the rest.” Purity looked at him for a moment, finding what he said a bit odd, and separated a few pieces onto a napkin that she would eat and left the plate for what she wouldn’t eat. Two bites into the crispy bacon, and she coughed. Pru had just picked up his book to read it and looked over at her, “You okay?” She nodded and responded before coughing again, “Dry, my throat is a bit dry, but I’m okay.” Still coughing, she grabbed the glass of orange juice and quickly tried drinking it, but then a severe tickle in her throat made her cough hard into the glass, and most of it came spilling out onto her chest. “Oh no!” The coughing subsided, and Purity looked down at her chest. The orange liquid had soaked the top of her breasts, causing her shirt to cling. “I’m so sorry!” Pru could only stare. Even where he sat, he could see the generous mounds hugged by the stained wet shirt. Purity coughed again, and he could see he
Purity sat on the shower floor using the showerhead with one hand to rinse her body after washing it the best she could. The murmured sound of Lasci’s voice and the other brother, Pru, could barely be heard through the door. She could hear the comment and reaction to being put in a different room. It made her feel bad. Purity never in her life would have thought this could happen. She grew up very fortunate, raised by her grandmother, always escaping those moments when something could have happened or even killed her. But now, here she was with a hurt leg and wrist. “Guess your good luck has all run out, Purity Jones,” she said softly. She didn’t think the men who had been looking after her were terrible so far. Lasci’s impatience was understandable, and she tried avoiding confrontation the best she could. However, Pru seemed much nicer and more patient. He was much broader than Lasci, she thought. Even his chocolate brown hair was cute, she mused. Lasci’s eyes, framed with his b