Genevieve's POV
I hopped swiftly from roof to roof, my feet lightly grazing them as I made my way r the guard house.The Wolfang pack was built in a rather traditional way. We lived in a valley, surrounded by forests and hills. Our houses were built in concentric circles. Starting with a quarter of our army living around the edges, surrounding the entire clan. The next circle was houses of weapon smiths. The frontier would need a steady supply of weapons to keep intruders from getting into the pack.After their circle were farmers to feed us and cultivate the fertile soil of the forests. Then the other workers occupied the circle until we got to the innermost circle. The ones occupied by the Alpha, his Beta, Delta, their guards, and families.I was quite proud of the arrangement. I had designed it. It was the one way I could think of to protect the people as well as the important decision-makers at the same time. That way we had our guard on all the time and could still maintain our normal activities.I made my way to the guard house in the innermost circles. If my mate was a guard as Jamie had said, then he had to be either on duty or off duty and relaxing at the guard house. I didn't know his name, so I couldn't check the list of those on duty, that would not achieve shit. The best option I had was the guardhouse.I hopped off the roof of the guardhouse, landing lightly on my feet, and hid by the wall. Taking a deep breath, I concentrated on finding his scent and gasped when it suddenly flooded my nose. My eyes snapped open to see him standing before me, green eyes wide in shock. He glanced around to see if nobody saw us before pulling my hand and dragging me further into a deep dark corner."What are you doing here?!" He spat so venomously, that it dug right through my chest. Yet at the same time, it thrilled me. His voice sounded like a rumble. A slow husky rumble that awakened all the cells from my head to the tip of my toes. "And fucking hell, what are you wearing?!"I hadn't changed out of my night robe. It was a rather foolish move as it was a pink slip and would be easily spotted at night, but I had been in a hurry to see him and couldn't fucking think straight."I didn't thank you for saving my life-""You're my Luna. I did my duty." He said gruffly, letting go of my hand much to my disappointment."Your Luna, or your mate?" I whispered. I loved the way his eyes darkened and his breathing became labored. I loved that his eyes dropped down to my breasts as if trying to make the night dress tear apart so he could see all of me.I reached for the shirt he wore, a blue one that hugged his broad shoulders quite nicely and toyed with the button right beneath his Adam apple. His eyes closed momentarily, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed and in a flash, I had him pinned against a wall nearby, slashing off his shirt so I could see his chest. So I could see him.This was madness. This crazy desire to get hot and heavy with him.He growled, snapping his eyes open, and hissed when my fingers trailed over his chest."You need to leave,""Why?" I whispered, finding his nipple and pulling at it."Fuck!" He gritted through his teeth, panting heavily."Do you want me to stop?" I whispered, reaching for the rope that held my robe together. His breathing grew harsh against my face and caught up in the moment I leaned up on my toes and ran my nose down his bobbing apple. He jolted, gripping my hair, freeing it from its bun. Encouraged by his actions, I slid my tongue over it, relishing the taste of his skin.A tortured sound slipped from him, telling me how much he loved and hated it at the same time. Could he feel it too? The pulsing desire that made me hunger and yearn for him? Had he yearned for me too?"Fuck, no... You need to stop," he hissed, pushing me aside and stepping away from the wall. His green eyes blazed at me in anger. "You're married. You're mated to him,""I know," I mumbled. It was such a mess. Perhaps if I had been five years patient, I would have been his. Not Jamie's. "What is your name?""Why?" He laughed dryly. "Do you intend to reject me?""I would just like to know the person who saved my life," I snapped, feeling irritated with that damned accusatory look in his eyes. "There's no need to be such an ass about it!""How else am I supposed to act?!" He bellowed, shocking me. "I arrive here and find out I'm mated, against my damned wishes by the way, to the Luna of the fucking pack! Do you know how maddening it is?! To watch you and him together?! To know that my rightful place is where he is?! Do you know how hard it was, to avoid speaking to you for a damned year, only hiding and watching in the shadows while you didn't know I existed?!"I was speechless.A year? He had been around for a year?! How the hell had my wolf not found him out?! How had I missed the presence of my mate?! Oh, how he must have hated me. He must have fought hard to control his wolf. If I hadn't been in danger, he never would have shown up."I know nothing can come out of this, I'm sure the moon goddess knows that too. I don't know why the fuck she played this dirty trick on me!" He spat and walked away from me. "You need to leave. Before someone notices you're out of the palace-"He had barely finished saying his words when a large bell sound echoed in the air. Someone had indeed noticed my absence at the palace."Shit!"Genevieve's POVI managed to make it back to the palace unseen and revealed myself to Jamie before he tore the whole place down. I managed to convince him that I had gone for a walk to clear my head and after a lot of fuss from Cara, I was finally left alone. But I couldn't sleep. I tried, desperately. But all I could think about was the salty taste of his skin against my tongue when I had sucked on his Adam's apple. His scent invades my every being. So this was the power of a true mate bond. This was true desire. At twenty years old, when it became quite clear that I would never have a mate, I decided to get married instead. I had quite a lot of suitors. Every wolf wanted a bond with the child of the goddess herself. A white wolf was rare. Getting married to one was even rarer. I sat up on my bed, a frown etched on my face. My mate had a white wolf as well. His black hair was rather misleading but I had seen him when he attacked the rogue. White fur. Exactly like mine was.
Thorn's POVI was fucked. There was no other word to describe it. When I had made my way to Wolfang pack a year ago, it had been for an entirely different purpose. I needed a home to stay. I also had to find a treasure that was worth an entire clan. But the minute I had stepped into the palace, I was blown away by a scent. Honey and roses. It teased me to no end, made my mouth water. Made me ache like a starving man, hungry for desire. It was fucking overwhelming and it would take me a whole day to find out the source was the Luna of Wolfang. Genevieve. It was even more surprising to find out I had a mate. I never should have had one. I was a white furred wolf and the were said to be direct descendants of the moon goddess. I didn't give a fuck about it all, but I had been pretty content with not having a mate. And then I saw her. My white haired beauty. The people in Wolfang always spoke about their Luna with such tenderness and care. As if she were the most graceful wol
SixGenevieve’s POVI watched Thorn hurriedly adjust his clothes while my wolf purred delightfully. Oh I could still taste him. Sour and delicious on my tongue. I had loved that fucking helpless look on his face when my hands touched him, he had sounded like he was in a lot of pain. Pain that he definitely enjoyed. He shot me a glare and stepped away from me just in time as the door opened and a rather young soldier stepped in. The musky smell of Thorn’s essence was still faint in the air and I was certain the soldier would notice if he remained there a while longer. “What is it?” I called, marching towards the soldier briskly before he could take another step. “Luna,” The pup mumbled, looking down at his shoes. I almost grinned at the view. I recognized him as one of our newly recruited soldiers. Whose son was he again? The Beta’s? Ah, scratch that. He was the Delta’s youngest. He looked so green around the edges, you could almost pinch his adorable cheeks. A loud clearing of th
Seven Genevieve’s POVA loud yell resounded behind me. In a flash, I grabbed the attacking soldier, flipped him over my shoulder, and smacked him right into the ground. He coughed as he slammed into the ground. “Rookie mistake!” I yelled loud and clear for the young soldiers who watched the battle. Hell, I had seen their eyes widen like saucers when I asked four out of them to take me all at once. They probably thought their Luna had gone crazy. “Do not yell while attacking your opponents. You alert them and if they are anywhere near as skilled as I am, you will be getting your ass whooped, gib time!”The sound of boot smacking against the ground lightly caught my ears and without so much as a blink, I turned and drove my knee right into the attacking soldier’s side. He coughed and spluttered. “How did you see me!” “I didn’t,” I chuckled, staring at all the men sprawled on the ground. If Jamie were nere, he would have lost his damned mind. He had only wanted me to teach the soldiers
Genevieve's POV"Well that went well," Jamie muttered, watching the last of the delegates from Red Fanged pack leave the room. We had spent hours, discussing, plotting and trying to save the dumbasses from brining trouble on themselves. "Well?" I snickered. "It couldn't have gone any better. Those idiots are at our mercy and they know it!" Jamie shot me a look, gesturing towards the door with a tip of his head. I rolled my eyes at the movement. "I do not care if they hear it. They certainly cannot deny that it is true.""They're our sister pack, we should help them," Jamie said, giving me a meek smile. Oh it was things like this that he did that made me feel a bit gooey inside. For a female with a rare wolf, my life hadn't exactly been a smooth bump less ride. As soon as I clocked eighteen, Alpha's crawled their asses over to my parents' property, demanding to marry me. Oh I saw it in all their faces. They wanted to control me. The wanted nothing more than to have the wor
Genevieve's POVI took one look at the thunderous look on Thorn's face and laughed. "You're mad 'cause you think I kissed him?" My hulk of a mate growled pissed at my taunt, he stepped closer, his breathing ragged and harsh against my face. I liked him like this. All riled up, all hot and angry. It was better than the jackass who constantly tried to reject me. Anger meant loss of control and a loss of control meant I could have Thorn exactly where I wanted him. "I know you kissed him!" Thorn snarled, his eyes shifting to a full golden color that I loved and his fangs were bared. Reaching my hands across the meager distance between us, I ran my fingers down his heaving shoulders, to the taut muscles in his arms. A soft satisfied sigh slipped from my lips when I felt them ripple under my touch and his breathing grew harsher. "What... " I whispered, a coy smile on my face as I held his gaze. "...makes you think I kissed him? Were you eavesdropping Thorn? That's a nasty hab
Thorn's POVHer scent. It lingered in the air. Heavy and delicious, teasing my nose, driving me heady with delight. "Tell me, Thorn," The vixen whispered again, cupping her mounds, propping them up until they stood like hills with cherry red nipples begging for my attention. And for the life of me, I couldn't look away. There was nothing else in my head but the maddening desire to reach for those beauties and take them in my mouth. The urge to taste her. It was crazy. The hold she had on me. And judging from that wicked glint in her eyes as she looked up at me, I was sure she knew it too. There was no way she could be this confident otherwise. I watched, mesmerized as her fingers nimbly plucked at her nipples. Cherries. They were red as cherries. Feeling sudden parched, I swallowed, a low husky sound escaping my throat when she pinched at them and pulled. "Tell me," Her voice, the more I listened, the huskier it became. And fuck me, I loved listening to her. Those feline eyes s
Genevieve's POV "You're late," Jamie announced the minute I stepped into the dinning hall. He had a rather somber expression on his face as I approached. The dining hall was huge. There was loud chattering among the pack. We couldn't particularly house everyone in the pack considering how huge it was. But the soldiers, the officials and everyone who worked on palace grounds ate dinner together. Jamie had said something about the act promoting coordination among the pack. Perhaps, but that didn't leave out certain dangers. Giving Jamie a grin, I swished towards him. Swished had to be the word to describe it because the damned dress was huge. It was a white flamboyant dress with pearls on the very tight bodice. My breasts were propped up like melons, the mounds about to spill. I suppose that's the only thing I liked about the dress. It made me look dangerous. Without the neckline, with the way the skirt flared around my hips, down to the ground, I would look like a fuckin