I went into heat! I felt I was burning. So hot! I took off my wet dress and moved my hand on my boobs and squeezed it. I imagined that my mate was squeezing my boobs now and I moaned loudly.Then I took off my bra slowly. I moved my fingers on my erect nipples and pinched them. But it couldn’t satisfy me.Then I took off my underpants and moved my finger to my wet pussy touching slowly from above my G-string carefully. I did it carefully because I didn’t want to lose my virginity. I moaned his name.Very soon, I had an orgasm. I just breathed a sigh of relief, but another wave of heat rose again in my body. I know that an orgasm couldn't satisfy me. This was the torture of the estrus. During this period, I smelled the scent of my mate, but I didn't have sex with him or be marked by him. It made me feel worse.I gritted my teeth and prepared to jump into the lake again. But when I looked up, I saw a familiar man standing under the tree not far away and looking at me quietly.I froze in
Osborn’s POVIn fact, I knew Tracy was back as soon as she got home, because I clearly smelled a sweet and sour scent which seemed to remind me of orange. I loved oranges. That was the scent my mate had.I was relieved to find Tracy was not at home when I brought Harrison and his men back. I didn't expect Tracy to come back at this time.I was extremely worried. Although Harrison and I had reached an agreement, these rogues were very cruel. They might eat their words and became my enemies at any time.I knew that cooperating with them was like asking a tiger for its skin. But now the situation in the pack was very critical. I had to cooperate with them. I wanted them to make trouble to hold Kincaid back and buy me more time. I couldn't ensure that I could get out of it unharmed. I was not sure I could protect Tracy in front of them. Therefore, I didn't want them to see Tracy. I just hoped Tracy could leave soon.Listening to Vicky's moans in the living room and looking at the scene of
I felt my eyes widening when I took in the state of her wolf in front of me, my heart aching out for her. This was the first time I had seen her in the wolf form. She was a pure white female wolf. In the moonlight, her white figure seemed to sparkle. But her fur was thin and matted, her wolf incrementally small and fragile and she looked like she had been starved for months.She was obviously unhealthy.Even so, when my wolf saw her, he couldn't help roaring inside me. He was excited. He couldn't wait to jump out of me. He wanted to comfort his mate who was in a panic at the moment, and mark her.But I couldn't help feeling sad. I asked her to stay at home and prohibited her from going out just to protect her. I had never maltreated her. Why was her health so bad?Recovering from the sadness, I saw that she had run far away. I suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood. Tracy was bleeding. Her physical condition was so poor. Frequent form shiftis wpild cause great harm to her body. She m
Seeing Calvin's attitude, I calmed down a little. Although I knew Tracy's wound was not fatal, she looked so weak that I couldn't help worrying.Calvin squatted down in front of me to diagnose Tracy. After examining Tracy, he said seriously, "Her trauma is not serious. It's just that her body is too weak, and it takes a lot of energy to shift into a wolf. Her body can't bear it, so her limbs bleed. What's more terrible is that she is in a state of depression for a long time, so her body is so weak. It will take a long time for her to recuperate, and she must keep a good mood."After listening to Calvin, I nodded.Calvin suddenly looked at me coldly and asked, "She's your mate, right?"Seeing that I didn't deny it, he became more angry, and then said, "I don't know what happened between you two. But as an Alpha, don't you know that abusing your mate is frowned upon by all werewolves? Even rogues, who are morally corrupt, won't do such a thing. I didn't expect you to be such a person! I
Patrick said coldly, "He won’t believe that."I laughed, "Whether Kincaid believes it or not, at least he can't turn against me because of this. Maybe this matter will cause a rift in his cooperation with Gover, and I can also take the opportunity to know some clues about those missing girls. "Speaking of those missing girls, I was worried and the smile on my face faded. I was not a competent Alpha. I didn't protect my people well. Now I didn't know where they were suffering. I just hoped that Vicky's disappearance could make Kincaid panic, so that I could get some clues about those missing girls and rescue them as soon as possible.Everyone was silent. Calvin coughed and changed the topic, "What about your mate? As you said, your pack is not peaceful. She needs to be taken care of. She needs to recover slowly in a more stable and peaceful environment."Patrick said, “Or let her stay in our pack!”The people Patrick brought this time were all his trusted subordinates, and I had noth
I slowly wrapped an arm around the back of her legs as I winced when I moved her; praying that she didn't wake up. Thankfully she didn't wake up as I laid us both down with her curled up against my side. I couldn't help the sigh of relief and pleasure; I wanted it to always be like this.I really wanted to tell her that she was not my biological sister, I was her mate, and I wanted her to be my Luna. But thinking of all kinds of misunderstandings between us, I was afraid that even if she knew these things, she woudl reject me. I was not that naive, and I didn't think she would forgive me after knowing everything. I just hoped she could give me a chance to pursue her at that time.Sighing I continued to stare at my mate as she pressed herself against me, our legs entwined and I hoped to god that she didn't feel just how much pleasure I was getting out of this position against her thigh. Her soft body pressed against mine. I was a male after all, a teenage hot—blooded male whose soul ma
Tracy’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, I found myself in a strange room. I didn't die! My memory still lingered at the moment when Osborn came to me angrily. Before I passed out, I seemed to see Osborn looking at me worried. Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing at myself. At this time, I still had expectations of him. He even shook hands and made peace with the rogues who killed our father. How could he let me go?Who saved me? I remembered that I ran southward in panic. So I ran to Patrick's territory. Did he save me? Probably not. It was said that he was a bigoted and cold man. He would not show mercy to any rogues who broke into his territory. After the warning, if the invaders did not leave, he would take his warriors to kill invaders. I remembered that I heard his warning roar before I passed out. I was going to die in his hands. But Osborn caught up with me before Patrick came.That should not be my illusion. So, what happened when I fainted? Why was I here?I looked at myself
My mother died when I was very young. My father was busy with the affairs in our pack, and my brother was very indifferent to me. I seldom felt the kindness and love of others. And I felt a kind of love in Pearl, the person I just met, the kind of love that were between sisters.I soon found my bottom lip trembling, my eyes glossing over as I desperately tried to blink back my tears. Normally I just let them flow, but I didn't want to shed tears in front of her.So I quickly diverted my gaze and focused on a picture on the wall, it surprising me since I didn't expect such a nice piece of artwork to be in the guest room.With that I soon found my tears subsiding as I scanned the room curiously, trying to take another bite and smiling softly when I swallowed the little slice of steak I had started to mentally call it. Pearl really was an amazing cook.When Pearl found me staring at the painting, she said shyly, "I painted it. Sanford insisted on hanging my paintings on the wall of each