LOGINAethelwulf’s POV
It was already late when we arrived. As the driver drove past the dark streets, I had my eyes glued to the car window, staring out of it. Everything felt so foreign, having been in the human world for almost ten years and then coming back after ten years; no single structure is fresh in my head. Kudos to the Alpha; he did an impressive job here. It’s more like a city of its own than a pack.
“Boss, I'm heading to the penthouse,” my driver announced, and I didn’t reply at first, contemplating whether he should go there or not.
“Okay.” I finally said. After a few minutes we arrived. I walked into the house; as expected, it's sparkling clean. I took a quick shower and opened the refrigerator; I didn't find anything enticing, suddenly craving an outdoor drink. Likewise, I walked out of the house, and thankfully my driver is still around.
“Hey, you know a good place I can grab a drink?” I asked, and he nodded, and I hit his shoulder lightly with a smile, then entered into the car, and he drove off.
The drive felt long. After a while he finally stepped on the brake pedal. “This is a perfect classic bar, out of the pack though, but that's the more reason I chose it.” He announced, and I looked out. I love the exterior of the bar.
“Thank you, give me the car keys; you can go home.” I said to him, and he nodded, then walked out and handed the car key over to me. I crossed over to the other side of the road and entered into that bar.
It was as lit as expected. I walked to the bartender’s desk and sat on the stool in front of him. Turning to my right, staring at strippers dancing the hell out of themselves, my eyes hovered, deciding which would do a good job tonight.
But then in a blink everything changed when the lady with chestnut hair and a nose mask walked in. I paid no attention to her until I felt her staring at me. Something was off about her; she wanted to forget her pain by getting drunk. I tried to help, but that seemed to be a massive mistake.
“Do you mind if we fuck?” She asked, with nothing but seriousness in her tone.
“What did you say?” I stuttered; perhaps I heard her wrongly.
“Do you mind if we fuck? It's been freaking five years since I last fucked.” She chuckled bitterly at her statement.
“Just for tonight, no strings attached, let's just have fun.” She voiced out. I couldn't find my voice any longer. I felt a numb stroke immediately; this is way beyond my expectations.
“A really crazy sex that would leave a print in our minds forever, throwing courtesy to the winds, let's go wild, it's just for tonight, we would probably never see each other again.” She continued while shrugging her shoulders as she gulped down the other glass.
“I think you…” I was still about to talk when she stood up from her seat, took off her nose mask, and slammed her lips on mine, kissing me so hard as though her life depended on it. She broke the kiss for us to catch our breath while she stared into my eyes, her left hand placed on the bar counter while her right hand caressed my beltline, slipping her hands into my pants. She caressed my dick lightly while biting her lower lip seductively; she must be Delilah in disguise.
“Just for tonight.” I said to her as I kissed her hard, slowly standing to my feet while maintaining the kiss. I brought out a few dollars from my pants pocket and dropped it on the bar counter, then broke the kiss. The fire in our bones could be felt, our eyes crimson with desire.
Likewise, I held her hand as we walked out of the bar, our steps fast. We crossed the road and walked into my car. I sat in the driver's side of the car and began to drive almost immediately; she unfastened my belt and freed my dick from the shorts, caressing and kissing it. I gritted my teeth hard. Likewise, I hope we both don't die in pleasure.
Hopefully my house is close by. She was still teasing my dick when we arrived. I stepped on the brake pedal and held her by her hair. She smiled, then took in my entire length.
“Fuck!” I let out as she began to suck me hard, so hard, I couldn't help groaning in ecstasy; she's a fucking good bitch.
“Stop!” I let out a moan as I felt myself about to come.
“I want a taste of you; come on.” She tried to continue, but then I held her hair, pulled up my pants, and stepped out of the car. She opened the passenger's side and walked out.
I made my way to the main door of the house and opened it, then stepped in, and she followed suit while closing the door behind her. I pinned her to the wall and began to kiss the hell out of her, fondling her breast while still kissing her. Not only that, but I pulled off her top and fondled her boobs, then slipped her pants off her. Not only that, but I took off my pants and raised her up a little, and she straddled her legs around my waist. Likewise, I put my already hard dick inside her dripping pussy. It clung around it; she's fucking tight.
“Yes, Daddy, fuck me hard, yes.” She moaned in ecstasy as I began to thrust in and out of her, as fast as she wanted it.
“Fuck me harder, daddy.” She cried out as her nub heaved up and down, caressing my chest.
After a few minutes, I walked to the desk, with my dick still inside her and her legs wrapping my waist tightly. Seeing the desk, she already knew what to do. She slowly unwrapped her legs and stood in front of the desk, backing me, her legs well spread, aching like a good girl. I held her waist and put my cock inside her hole.
“Fuck me, daddy, harder, ahhhh!” She cried out as I continued thrusting in as she got wetter; she's fucking so sweet.
After a few minutes, I sat on the chair, and she straddled me, knowing exactly what to do. She began to ride on my dick slowly at first before it became fast, as though she couldn't bear the pleasure anymore. I relaxed my head backwards, the feeling as raw as hell.
Just for the night.
Alice POVQuinton looked at me with a perplexed expression, as though he was trying to make sense of the words that had just left my mouth. He was no longer lying on the bed. At some point during my explanation, he had gotten to his feet and crossed the distance between us. Now he stood only a few steps away, his eyes fixed on mine, searching for any sign that I was joking."What do you mean by that? Alice, tell me this is a joke." He asked, pinning his gaze on me.My throat suddenly felt dry. Saying it once had been difficult enough. Saying it again felt even worse."Damien is dead." I said quietly as I rubbed my palms together. The words hung heavily in the air between us. Neither of us spoke for several seconds. Quinton simply stared at me as though his mind refused to accept what he had heard."How did this happen? Have you contacted the Priest and Arthurwolf?" He asked as he began pacing
Damien’s POVI moved my swivel chair sideways and studied her with quiet amusement as she stepped into the room like she always owned the space, like gravity bent slightly differently around her presence. Alice had that kind of entrance that didn’t ask for attention but took it anyway, the kind of beauty that didn’t feel soft or delicate but sharp and intentional, like something forged rather than born.Tonight she looked like a night queen, a figure carved out of elegance and danger, the type of presence humans would stare at too long without understanding why they suddenly felt unsettled. She was wearing a red mini gown, short enough to demand attention without ever trying, the fabric clinging to her frame in a way that suggested confidence more than exposure, her long sleeves made from a mesh like material embroidered with faint silver beadwork that shimmered whenever she moved her arms.
Damien’s POVI parked my car at the back exit of my club, a route designed strictly for my use alone, hidden away from the usual chaos that clung to the front like a second skin. I hated the crowd, the noise, the unnecessary contact with people who thought they knew what luxury looked like, so I created distance in the only way I could afford, absolute control over my space. The club was not just a business, it was a feeding ground, a system I built carefully after opening my gallery, a place where I could stay close enough to humans to blend in yet distant enough to never be questioned. I needed both my worlds to function without collision, and this was the only arrangement that kept my existence stable.I stepped out of the car and pressed the lock button, listening to the soft beep that confirmed everything was secure before heading toward the private entrance. The hallway leading to my elevator was dimly lit, lined with abstract ar
Aethelwulf POV"What do you mean by we need to discuss something important, I just told you that I am busy?" I said with my voice slightly raised, already irritated that he was standing here disturbing me when I clearly wasn't in the mood for any form of conversation."Come on bro, let's have a bit of brotherly talk..." I ain't into hearing that. The last thing I wanted right now was whatever fake brotherly conversation he was trying to force on me."Preston, I am busy at this moment and I don't care how important whatever you need to say is, it can wait." I let out and he took a deep breath and nodded, probably his senses are screaming back to him because he could obviously tell I wasn't in a good mood and pushing me further wouldn't end well for him."Fine, so when should I come back, this is very important bro, I really need to talk to you, so give me a specific time." He requested and I didn't even know what to say. I really didn't want to entertain him at all but then if I don't g
Damien’s POVThe moment she asked what I meant, I already knew patience was something I was running out of. She stood there too close, still trying to interpret authority as conversation instead of command, and I let the silence grow long enough for her to feel it in her bones. Humans always needed spoken fear to understand danger, but silence did most of the work for me.“What did you say, sir?” she repeated again, softer this time, as if volume would change the meaning of my words. I finally lifted my gaze from the documents in front of me and looked at her fully. Not with interest, not with desire, but with the kind of cold clarity that stripped illusions away. Even her thoughts were already loud, careless, spilling in directions she didn’t realize I could hear.“Lock. The. Door.” I said again, slower this time, breaking each word down so there was no room left for confusion. My voice didn’t rise, but it pressed into the room like weight. I watched her hesitate, that small flicker
Damien's POVI walked slowly through the gallery, my polished shoes echoing softly against the marble floor as I inspected every piece displayed for tomorrow's exhibition. The building was silent except for the distant sounds of workers making final preparations in other sections of the gallery. Massive chandeliers hung from the ceiling like frozen waterfalls, their golden glow bathing the artworks in a warm light that made each piece appear almost alive. Tomorrow's exhibition was one of the biggest events of the year and I refused to allow anything less than perfection. Humans had many admirable qualities, but attention to detail was rarely one of them. That was why I preferred seeing things myself rather than relying entirely on managers and supervisors.My gaze landed on the centerpiece of the exhibition, a colossal painting that occupied nearly an entire wall. It was known as The Crimson Ascension, a fictional depiction of an ancient vampire legend. The painting showed a blood red
Aethelwulf POV“How's the situation over there?” I asked over the phone as my driver kept driving.“It's getting bad by the minute, twenty persons with the same bite,” he said over the line, and I rubbed my temple slightly. This is so bad; I hope the doctors don't get infected too.“I'm close by,”
Kiera's POVThe beeping of my alarm continued. I turned to the other side of the bed, using the pillow to cover my ears, but then the beeping continued. I furiously stood up and turned off the alarm.Looking around the room, no incident of last night came to my mind, my head banging so badly. “Fuck
Kiera's POV"She's my fated mate." That word kept ringing in my head even as I sat beside him on the couch, his fated mate at his right side, whispering words into his ears as the party continued.The dancers were now on the dance floor, giving their best with smiles, happiness displayed in each st
Kiera's POVStaring into the mirror, I applied the final touches to my face, a smile curling on my lips as I blew a playful kiss at my reflection. Grabbing my handbag from the nightstand, I strode toward the door, the sharp click of my heels echoing across the marble floor.“Good morning, Kiera. Ho







