로그인TayaWe stared each other down, neither backing off, a real standoff between us. Rurik, usually so blithe and carefree, had finally reached the limits of my patience. His father was strict enough, and I wasn't about to let his own son run wild without consequences.Rurik broke first. He sighed heavily and rubbed the back of his neck. "Fine, come on. I was sure you'd be gone longer than this. If I'd known you'd be back so soon, I would have wrapped this up before you got here."I didn't accept it. "No. I expect you not to do this while I'm around. Just wait." My jaw clenched. "This is weird, Rurik. And maybe it would have been better if you'd done it the regular way, not like this. What the fuck is this?"Rurik rolled his eyes, as if I were being unreasonable. "Fine. Sometimes I just wish you were more open-minded."I folded my arms over my chest. "I'd rather not be," I said curtly. There were some things I could never accept, and this was one of them.Rurik huffed and turned to walk o
TayaNo response. He didn't flinch or even blink, glazed eyes fixed hungrily on the moaning bodies in front of him. The wet slur of a woman's tongue and the slick smack of a cock pushing into tight flesh filled the air."Rurik!"His hand kept moving, fingers squeezing and stroking the thick ridge of his cock straining against his underwear. The fabric was soaked through with pre-cum, a wet patch darkening at the tip.The moans filling the room started to grate on my nerves. I crossed the distance to him and slapped him hard across the chest. "Rurik!"He jumped, turning to face me fully, startled. Behind us, neither pair even glanced over. They were completely lost in their own thing.I looked past him at the room, then back at his face. "I thought we agreed you wouldn't do this while I'm staying with you. At least not until I'm out of here."Rurik sighed and glanced toward the door, then back at me. "Fuck, I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd be back this early. I thought we'd be done befo
TayaI rubbed my fingers lightly against my throat as I walked away from the fight with Sera and Mina, the small ache there fading fast, easy to ignore. No one would ever see the mark of Sera's grip on my skin, and they'd never hear a hint of it in my voice.But I kept turning the strength of it over in my mind, anyway. Sera's hands had closed on my throat with crushing force. It hadn't been meant to hurt me in a real way, I understood that much. Just enough to make me know I could die. But it had been real, and meant to hurt.Sera wasn't an omega anymore, not now that she was Luna. She'd become something else entirely. But that kind of strength was still a leap I couldn't make sense of.I headed for Rurik's cabin instead of going to my father's house. I hadn't slept under my father's roof in days, and I'd stopped going there altogether except to look for him. I had done just that earlier today.Found the house empty and cold, his scent faded. I'd run into Sera and Mina on my way back
LyraI stared at the withered flower pinched between Nadia's fingers. "Where's this from?" she asked, tilting her head, a smile playing at the edge of her lips. Her dark eyes glinted with amusement as she turned the brittle petals over and over.I felt my skin crawl under the weight of her scrutiny. My heart rate spiked. I swallowed hard against the urge to snatch the flower from her grasp, to cradle it against my chest like the precious, secret thing it was."You sentimental little thing," she teased, voice light, careless. "Since when are you keeping trinkets like this?"I tried to deflect. My throat was tight, but I pushed out words. "It's nothing, Nadia. Please put it back."Nadia only laughed. The sound was rich, rolling over me like a wave, but it did nothing to loosen the knot in my chest. I'd already reached my breaking point, but still she held onto the flower, taunting me with it. She waved the delicate petals near my nose and I had to clench my fists at my sides to stop mys
LyraI stepped back, blinking, as the light flooded the room. Nadia stood beside me, barefoot on the floorboards. We stared at the wardrobe together."Let's do this," I said."Shit," Nadia said. "You really want to clean right now?""Yeah." I turned and went for the drawer."Lyra, I don't care about your clothes. I care about your ass."I pulled open the drawer, saw the mess inside, and closed it. I turned to the wardrobe and pulled open the doors. My clothes tumbled out. Nadia sighed and came to stand beside me."Well, here we are." She picked up a sweater, sniffed it, and tossed it aside. "This one's clean."I took a dress off a hook. "I haven't worn this since my fifteenth birthday.""I remember." Nadia gave it a quick glance and nodded. "That stays. You look hot in it."I set it on the bed and took another dress off the hook. "This too.""What the hell, you've got a whole rack of dresses in here. When do you ever wear them?""Weddings, funerals." I pulled a shirt off a hook. "An e
LyraI stomped from the dining hall to my room, the soles of my boots pounding against the stone floor with each angry step. Stomach tight, jaw clenched, I felt like I would burst from the pressure building up inside me.Every night it was the same, dinner at seven, a rule my father never broke. It was almost as if the illusion of a family meal erased the reality of what he was, what he'd done. He was a monster in a mask of civility, a butcher in a three-piece suit, and I couldn't stomach it anymore.The door slammed behind me as I entered the room, plunging me into darkness. The last dregs of daylight seeped through the window, casting a faint, fading glow on the wooden floorboards.A low-lit lamp, which I was certain I had not turned on before I left for dinner, cast long shadows on the walls, dancing across the intricate tapestries hung there.The soft, golden light of the lamp did little to comfort me, instead only serving to highlight the oppressive darkness that had settled over
SeraNight fell fast, and with it, the temperature plummeted. We had three fires going, but the heat didn't seem to travel more than six inches past the flames. I sat on a log by the middle fire, pulling the wagon fur around my shoulders, shivering so hard my teeth were literally clicking together.
LyraShe ignored me. She dropped to her knees, her hands sliding down to the waistband of my trousers. She shoved her fingers inside the fabric, gripping my hips tight. With one sharp pull, she dragged the pants and my underwear down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, kicking my boots off in the
Lyra"Tell the girl to step into the room," he said."Leave her out of this," I said. My voice came out as a pathetic, raspy whisper. I cleared my throat, trying to find some spine. "She didn't do anything. It was my idea to come in here.""Tell her to step into the room," he said, his eyes going d
LyraThe voice didn't belong to Nadia. It didn't belong to me. It came from the metallic object resting directly behind my hip.Nadia froze. She pulled her mouth away from me and yanked her fingers out of my body. She stood up quickly, wiping her wet mouth with the back of her hand, her chest heavi







