THE AWAKENING

“I’ve only seen part of the file,” he admitted. “They died shortly after you were born and given to the adoption agency. The records were mysteriously destroyed, which made finding the infant impossible.” He looked uncomfortable. “You have to realize, any offspring from their union would’ve been dangerous. They’d known the risk and chose their path anyway.”

Someone had killed her parents? She shuddered, saddened for two people she’d never known but had passed on this deadly legacy. “It’s not right that their only crime was falling in love.”

“Life is cruel,” he said simply. “Blame the gods for drafting such a prophecy to rule our lives.”

Prophecy. Everything felt surreal, as if it were happening to someone else and she was watching from the sideline. It seemed almost tragically comical that mere days ago she’d been stressed about something as inconsequential as her mid-terms.

Now, she had to carry the burden of some loathsome prophecy that made her the grand prize in a supernatural war. She squeezed her eyes shut, fervently wishing she were trapped in a nightmare and if she focused intently, she’d force herself awake.

Except, this nightmare was real. A small, hiccup of fear rattled her spine. The sound of moisture dripping pricked at her nerves. Everything seemed magnified.

Suddenly, she became aware of a prickling heat dancing along her skin and she wiped away the beads of sweat that gathered at her hairline.

Sweat dripped along her ribcage as her internal temperature began to steadily rise. Oh no, she thought with rising panic. Not now!

She looked up at Cristophe and he started when her eyes dilated and everything became hazed in red in her vision. “Cristophe…” she gasped, bending over as a fresh stab of arousal spiraled through her.

“You are phasing again, too soon,” he muttered, catching her as she fell to the ground. “You’re on fire, damn it. You’re not supposed to phase so quickly! You should’ve had at least a few days to recover.”

“Don’t let me die,” she pleaded, gripping his shirt. “Please! I never asked for any of this.”

The arousal turned to pain as her channel slicked with moist heat, needing to be filled. The emptiness of her core created waves of pain and need that caused her to cry out with agony. “Oh God! I can’t handle this! Please help me, Cristophe!”

thin material covering her. Even the slightest touch of the fabric was an irritant to her

enemy and captor. She needed to feel skin on skin or

her nipples were reddened and throbbing, while her breasts swelled to

swelling and her pussy quivered as juices dribbled from

sense Cristophe fighting an internal struggle, but within seconds had her on her back in the dirt. “I can’t seem to help myself,” he admitted, shocked at his own actions as he fumbled with his belt and pants. “Oh good God, this

hot hands around his long, curved length. He was so different from her wolf lovers but she felt insatiable. This was far worse

cock into her mouth, sucking eagerly and wantonly on his straining

wet and willing mouth. She felt drugged, beyond control. She needed cock after cock. One

could cum in her mouth and she fell back only to sink onto her hands and knees,

gripped her hips for better leverage and pumped

sweet spot deep inside her, making her squirt and dribble

as he buried his cock deep inside her, touching her womb with the

as hard as he could, punctuating each thrust

hair. The sudden dominance spoke to something deep inside her and she

it, take it all,” he demanded in a harsh groan.

her eyes shut as pleasure rocked her, his balls slapping hard against her ass cheeks until she suddenly stiffened and she lost herself

a throaty groan as he poured his fluid into her, soaking

internal heat from her phase immediately started to lower at the first splash of seed deposited into her body. Blessed relief came quickly and she collapsed

away from her as if she was poison but she was too relieved to care. The pulsing agony had receded, replaced with the soft

pool. She sank into the

different men in as many hours, but her internal heat had subsided and for that she was