ARTHURThere were only a few things that Arthur enjoyed thoroughly in his life - fighting, unleashing Bash and running around with his pack, spending time with his mother and now this... This, the way this incredibly tiny human was wrapped around him, this, the feel of her body, the scent of her hair, the soft but firm grip of her hand on his arm, this was something that now precedented everything else in his life.Mila's eyes were closed and she had her head on his chest. Oh, how much he wanted to jump from this horse, tear away the armour and clothes that were a barrier between them, and make her his own. But it has to wait... "Maybe longer than you think!" Bash's sarcastic voice rang in Arthur's head."Oh, shut up," Arthur growled.Mila's head jerked up and she blinked at him. "But I am not speaking," she looked offended."Oh, not you," Arthur couldn't help but smile affectionately at her."What then? Are you talking to Tony?" Mila narrowed her eyes."I thought you were raised bet

ARTHURRaul Collins, aka the Alpha, aka Arthur's father had the most bemused expressions on his face. And Arthur didn't like this look... no he didn't like it at all. Arthur knew something was cooking up in his father's head and it would not bode well for anyone."Why are you happy, father?" Arthur asked seriously."Why are you so frantic, son?" the Alpha asked back, though in a mocking tone."You answer me first," Arthur asked with narrowed eyes.The Alpha huffed and sat straight up. They were in the the hearing chambers and he looked around to check their audience. It was quite early in the day and only Arthur was there. "Why did you call he so early here, father?" Arthur stressed.The Alpha sighed but it was not some thoughtful sigh, instead one that said the Alpha had something vicious on his mind. Arthur loved and respected his father a lot, he had even fought and won wars on his say so... but Arthur also knew his father was overly ambitious and with growing time he had turned m

MILAAs Mila got dressed and accessorized herself in Arthur's gifts, she felt a tingling sensation.Was Rah right? Was she indeed Arthur's love now? Well, only one way to tell.Rah led her to the palace where every eye was turning in her direction. No, it is not that anyone recognized her... how could they? Until yesterday she was a pathetic human who was always covered in stinking mud. No, today they were staring because she was covered in royal attire.Her mask was custom made. It was so perfect that it felt Arthur had sat with the tailor and got it made specifically for her. It was so amazingly created that not even her eyelids were visible. Her lips and eyes everything was covered, and yet she could see perfectly through narrow but perfectly aligned slits. The material was so breathable that she was not suffocating and she was not feeling hot. The gloves were made of some rare silk that felt like her own skin. They too were extremely light and didn't bother her anyway.There was

MILA Mila rushed out of the hearing and found Rah eagerly waiting for her. "So?" Rah asked ecstatically. But Mila didn't respond to him. Suddenly she was feeling hot and suffocated in her mask and gloves. She was feeling like she was getting strangled by the neckband. She was feeling humiliated. Fear of losing control in the middle of the palace, Mila ran to the exit. Many heads turned, as usual, but Mila didn't have the care for them. "What happened?" Rah shouted as he ran after her. Only if Rah left her side, she could transform and disappear. She wanted to unleash Grace and hide behind her thoughts, but Rah was persistent. Down she ran to the secret tunnel and her cottage, Rah still on her heels. "Wait up!" Rah panted as she stopped outside her cottage door. "Go away," Mila replied as finally she entered her small house and threw away Arthur's gifts on the bed. "What happened?" Rah asked again, but Mila didn't want to hear another word. She just wanted to get out of the c

MILA As Arthur's face met Mila's most intimate part, she felt her entire world had exploded. Her body jerked and she sat back up. There was something exceptionally intimate at the sight of Arthur's head in between her legs. She was about to grab his hair when a sudden tap on her door stopped her. Arthur placed his finger on his lips and pulled away. Groaning, Mila got out of bed and demanded, "Rah, if it's you!" "Mila Grace?" another man's voice boomed. "Who are you?" Mila demanded. "I am ordered to search your quarters," the man continued. "I know that voice," Arthur spoke with furrowed brows. "On whose orders," Mila scowled. She was suddenly hyper aware of her nudity. If a man could go crazy at mere sight of her hand, what would happen to this one if he saw her naked? "The orders have been issued from the palace," the man continued. "Oh..." Arthur whispered hurriedly, "He is Chloe's guard." "What are you looking for?" Mila demanded, now grabbing a blanket and pulling he