LOGIN“ Who touched who now?“ Those words hit Estelle like a lightning bolt. She jerked back out of shame, more shame and a lethal dose of embarrassment.
Her face scrunched up as if she had swallowed a fly. She felt utterly mortified. There's no way she's going to ever forgive herself for this. She sat upright and buried her face in her palms. “ Who touched who now, Estelle?“ Adrian reiterated. His voice sounded smug as he tilted his head. Meanwhile he sighed internally in relief and also faint disappointment. ' She didn't notice it.' “...“ Despite Adrian's taunts Estelle didn't move or speak. She was currently suffering from an embarrassment so intense she felt she could die. ' No no no no no...' She just couldn't believe it. ' I knew i was such a terrible sleeper... But How? when? when did i roll towards him on such a big bed!?' She repeatedly shook her head. She was disappointed in herself. To think she would lay her hands on that vile man. Even if she did it in her sleep she still felt terrible for making such a mistake. Adrian continued to watch her with an enigmatic smile. His was patiently waiting for what kind of excuse she would make. Estelle gritted her teeth. “ It wasn't intentional, mister... I was cold, and...and... You just happened to be nearest source of heat I could find, be honoured.“ She said shamelessly. However there was a subtle tremor in her voice. The corner of his mouth lifted. “ If you were cold you could have asked for a blanket, no?“ No response. He suddenly recalled something. “ Hey.“ He called out. Estelle was still unresponsive, but He didn't mind. “ I remember you said you would give me new scars as a punishment for touching you right?“ Without waiting for Estelle to respond, he continued. “ Since you were the one who touched me, shouldn't I have a punishment for you too?“ “ Huh?“ Estelle snapped her head back. “ What the f*ck do you mean by punishment?!“ Punishment? What punishment? did she commit a crime? “ I mean what I mean.“ He wasn't going to let her escape. “ B-but that was just a statement! I didn't mean it!“ “ Do you think I would believe that?“ “ F*ck you!!!“ “ You wish.“ Estelle bit her lips and ruffled her dark hair in frustration. She took a deep breath and all her negative emotions vanished. She looked at Adrian in the eyes and asked in a low, wary tone which carried a tinge of curiosity. “ This punishment of yours, what is it?“ Estelle felt like she was being scammed. “...“ There were multiple punishments he had in mind for Estelle... but she was injured. Moreover he knew that getting her to do the things he had in mind was nigh impossible. “ Hmm...“ Adrian let out an exaggerated hum. Estelle breathed out as if to calm herself. She was barely stopping herself from strangling this man. Adrian suddenly smirked evily. His mind had conjured an ingenious idea. “ Call me Daddy.“ “ WHAT!???“ Estelle let out shrill scream that shook the whole room. Adrian covered his ears with a wince. Estelle's became ragged. “ Repeat that.“ Her voice sounded like a low growl. “ Hmm?“ “ Adrian I said repeat that.“ Estelle's was anything but friendly. “ Call me Da-“ Whoosh! A gust of wind swept through the whole room from the movements Estelle made. Adrian didn't get to finish as he found Estelle straddling him with her hands on his throat. Her golden eyes were gleaming with rage. She looked like she won't shift and murder him if he finished his sentence. Her claws had elongated and were now pressing against his throat. Despite the situation, Adrian didn't seem perturbed at all. Estelle let out an enraged growl, her eye color alternated between crimson and golden. “ That better be a damn joke Adrian!“ “ What if I told it isn't? what are you going to do?“ He turned his head sideways displaying his sharp jawline and collarbone that were glistening. He was unbothered by Estelle's rage as he had seen it many times. “ You...“ Adrian smiled. “ Yes me.“ He knew she hadn't fully recovered, even if she did she wouldn't harm him unless he crossed the line. Although Estelle didn't show it, she was grateful to him for saving her life. But as Adrian said before, he didn't need her gratitude. He wanted something else. She trembled even further at Adrian's taunt. He knew she couldn't harm him and he was taking advantage of that, just as she was about to speak she felt something touch her but. “ Get your hand off my butt you f*cking satyr!“ She growled lowly. Without looking back, her hand shot out and grabbed Adrian's 'hand'. She frowned. It felt strangely warm and different from a hand. It felt... Throbbing? She was confused until... The accursed Alpha of Frostveil raised both of his hands and swept his hair back and smoothly tucked his hands behind his head. His cold blue eyes stared at her with dark amusement. He was waiting for her to solve this simple puzzle he set up. “ My hands?“ Estelle's froze. “ What?“ ' Wait... that's not his hand... it's definitely not his leg either, it's not thick enough... is it 'that' thing? but no... how is this possible, how...' Then something in her hand throbbed, sending a jolt of electricity throughout her hand. Slowly and almost robotically, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder. Her mouth went dry and her pupils dilated because of what she saw. Even her body lost it's strength overnight. “ Good Lord...“ She subconsciously muttered. Saliva dripped out of the corner of her mouth as she gulped. ' Is that even real?' That thing, was roughly nine inches!!! It's girth was so thick her hands barely wrapped around it. When she imagined that thing entering her, something warm pooled in her lower abdomen. Estelle continued to stare at Adrian's d*ck as if hypnotized by it until a voice shook her out of her trance. “ Like what you see?“ “ Aaakh!!!“ She screamed as if she was caught doing something bad and jumped off Adrian's body. She hastily skedaddled to the other end of the bed. She felt something wet and sticky near her inner thighs. “ M-monster...“ Estelle said in a low, mosquito like voice. “ You, you're not normal at all.“ “ Ah, it seems like Excalibur has scared you Estelle.“ As he spoke those words 'it' bobbed up and down as nodding in agreement. Estelle covered her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. Then a thought popped up in her head that made her smile slightly. “ Excalibur? More like a biological defect.“ “ Exactly... Wait W-what?“ Adrian couldn't believe his ears. What did she just call his nine inch little brother? “ A biological defect, that's what it is.“ Estelle said it loud and clear. But Estelle and her wolf felt like she was telling a very big lie. Adrian's mouth hung open. His wolf, Gelid was attempting to burst out and teach her a lesson. ____________ Estelle's thighs rubbed against each other. Her right hand felt warm, and trembled occasionally. Her mind kept thinking about impure things, And her brain kept visualizing... 'that'. She tried to resist, but she failed miserably every time. Frustrated, she curled up and decided to sleep, she wanted to forget about what she saw today. Meanwhile Adrian, was a catatonic state. His brain was struggling to cope with what Estelle had told him. His pride... it had been trampled on. “ Biological defect.“ He laughed hoarsely and lowered his head, his expression was darker than a lightless abyss. “ Biological defect.“ He repeated again. His shoulders started trembling before moving upwards and downwards. He was laughing. “ Funny...” He took a deep breath, his eyes stared at Estelle with an unknown emotion hidden in them. He tilted his head. “ Am beginning to like you more and more, Estelle.” He muttered.Adrian held Estelle as she cried her heart out, his hand moving slowly through her hair in soothing strokes, never rushing her to compose herself.After several minutes, her sobs gradually died down until only quiet sniffles remained.The violent trembling that shook her body subsided and her breathing slowly steadied.Even so, Adrian didn't let her go immediately.Only when he was completely certain she had completely calmed down did he reach for the cloth resting beside the bath.Without a word, he resumed washing away the dried blood clinging stubbornly to her skin.His movements were filled with care.He cleaned every scrape and stain with quiet patience, making sure not to aggravate the little bruises scattered across her body. Although they would be gone before morning due to Estelle's regeneration, he still treated them with caution. By the time Adrian finished, the bathwater had grown lukewarm.As soon as he finished, the enchantments attached to the bathtub immediately glowe
“What are you doing, Adrian?” Estelle's voice emerged little more than a hoarse whisper, dry from hours of silent grief. It was the first time she had spoken to him since morning. There was no anger in her voice like Adrian expected. Just pure exhaustion. Her voice sounded monotone and hollow and there was a slight tremor to it. Adrian met her gaze in silence. His heart ached at the sight before him. The vibrant light that usually danced within her golden eyes were no where to be seen. They stared back at him with an emptiness that reminded him of a dead fish, dull and devoid of emotion. Dark shadows rested beneath them, while strands of her disheveled raven-black hair clung to her damp face. It made her look worn and dead. Just like the day he saved her life in the White Exile. Lifeless and broken. She had saved the lives of several people by just taking one and despite of that, she looked as though she had lost a part of herself. He his thoughts unwillingly drifted to Dharv. H
Adrian crossed the final stretch between the outer district and Frostveil Castle in a series of tremendous leaps. His entire focus remained fixed upon the woman resting quietly in his arms. The mask had long since been removed from her face, allowing him to see her clearly. At some point during the short journey to the castle, Estelle's shoulders had stopped trembling. The tears that had stained her cheeks had dried beneath the relentless wind, but her eyelashes were still damp. Judging by the slow, steady rhythm of her breathing, she had fallen asleep. The battle had drained her far more than he had initially realized. Both her body and mind had been put under great strain, and now exhaustion had wore her down, pulling her to sleep. Her face rested against his chest while one hand remained loosely clenched around his clothing. Even in sleep, she had not let go of him. Adrian's cold eyes scrutinized Estelle's face. This was the very woman who had once sought to kill him. Th
The massive black wolf leading Frostveil's forces abruptly slowed.Behind him, hundreds of werewolves followed suit. Snow exploded beneath their paws as they skidded across the frozen plains, carving deep trenches into the frozen ground.The wolf leaped and shifted mid air. It dark fur receded and it's size shrank. Moments later, a man landed upon the snow in human form. His pale blue eyes immediately swept across the snowy plains.Then his steps slowed down.The sight before Adrian wasn't what he had expected when he came rushing back from the south. When the deadly battle with the rogue werewolves had neared it's conclusion, the remainder of them had gleefully told Adrian that they were just a decoy and Frostveil was currently under siege. This made Adrian almost lose control on the spot. After mercilessly finishing them off, he and his pack had rushed back in futile hopes of making back in time. He had concluded that whoever was attempting to raid Frostveil when he was away would
A deafening boom rang out across the battlefield as a Beta crashed violently into the snow. Moments later, another warrior was hurled through the air before slamming into a tree hard enough to knock him unconscious on impact.Minutes passed, accompanied by an endless chorus of pained grunts, breaking wood, and bodies crashing into the frozen landscape.Near the western gates, the Frostveilian soldiers stood rooted to the spot in stunned disbelief. These were men and women who had marched here fully prepared to lay down their lives defending their home, yet none of them could believe what they were witnessing.A single woman was holding back an entire invasion force by herself.No.Holding back was the wrong phrase.She was effortlessly destroying them.One after another, Silvervale's warriors were sent crashing into the snow, trees, and even their own comrades.The werewolves fell, No matter how many charged her, the outcome remained unchanged.The battlefield had become a spectacle of
“ Remember, our objective is simple.”Near Frostveil's western border, a tall werewolf marched at the head of the formation. His voice carried effortlessly across the snow-covered plains, reaching every warrior behind him.“ Inflict as much damage upon Frostveil as possible.”A cruel smile spread across his face.“ Burn what you can. Destroy what you cannot take. And if an opportunity presents itself...” His eyes gleamed with malice. “ Bring back as many women and children as possible. Perhaps even Frostveil's new Luna... if she's here, that is.”"Understood, sir!"The surrounding Betas answered in unison, their voices echoing across the frozen landscape. That last part hadn't been included in the official mission, but Darius had secretly instructed them to do it if the opportunity arose.“ Good. Another grim reminder.... We have at most forty minutes before Frostveil's main forces return."The leading Alpha's grin widened.“ Perhaps if one of the women we bring back catches Lord Dari
Estelle and Adrian stared at each other in silence. The look of shock and disbelief was plastered on the face of the former while the latter had an unreadable expression. Neither moved, Neither spoke. ——————————————————— The irony of the situation was almost laughable. The very man whose sce
It had been a while since Adrian, her unexpected saviour had left. During that time many thoughts occupied her mind. Her father, her siblings, her... lover... She kept wondering how her dad, Randur Winterbourne could just frame her as a traitor throw her into the deadfalls after all she did for
Heat caressed her body. Not the gentle kind. The kind that hurt. Fire licked at her frozen nerves, stirring them awake, Her blood remembering how to move and pulse, her lungs scraping themselves raw. Estelle gasped as her eyes shot open. An unfamiliar ceiling entered her line of sight. “ You
The cold wasn’t just cold anymore. It was quiet. It was unforgiving. It was nothing. Estelle Winterbourne lay chained to the freezing snow at the heart of the Deadfall, and the snow had already buried her to the ribs. Silver burned under her skin where the traitor’s mark had been carved by her







