Torn between Wolves & Myths (Book 2)

Running had never felt as good as it had when the wolf was out. Weaving her way with speed through the trees brought an exhilarating feeling that she hadn’t felt in a long time. It had been a long time since she actually had let the wolf out this much and she wanted to kick herself for forgetting what it feels like. But she was also grateful for forgetting, because if she had remembered how this felt she would have been even more miserable than she had been before.

Jumping over a tree she landed back in, what used to be, the backyard of the packhouse and stopped to catch her breathing. She shook her fur as the dirt of the run fell to the ground.

Doc had been right about she needing to run. She did feel more connected with the wolf than she had before and she knew that she was going to handle whatever he was going to throw her way like a true Moonblood.

Even though she knew that she was probably going to die from exhaustion at the end of the day. Yet she didn’t whimper. No, this was what’s going to happen. It needs to. She needs to become stronger. She needs to be able to protect her pack from Rafe and she needs to learn the Bloodcall to be able to learn more from her uncle. A whine left her as she thought about him. There was nothing she could do for him now, but she vowed that she would do anything to get him out. No matter if he was the reason for the war.

True, she didn’t know him, but he was her blood. Her family.

Even though she knew the others hadn’t known that Ulf was alive, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Rafe actually did know. And if she’s right about that, than he had let Ulf rot and did nothing to try and get him back.

A determination set in her body as she started to make her way into the packhouse and up the stairs in the wolf form.

She was going to get Ulf out of Lycaon’s grasp. No matter what happens. He has suffered enough and, for a more selfish reason, he was her only other blood relative left. The craving for her family was always there and even though Rafe was her family as well, she hated the fact that they were and wishes nothing more than to cut her grandmothers blood from his veins. Ulf was the only one left and she couldn’t help but crave to be near him and to be near him.

He looked so much like her father and she knew that the craving came from that realisation. The likeness to them.

She knew Ulf wasn’t her father, yet she couldn’t stop wanting to get to him and it made her skin itch.

That little fact also came because the wolf heightened her feelings and felt them even more raw and powerful. The craving was not as strong in her human skin and she was glad for that as she needs the clear mind for what is going to come here.

Entering her room she shifted and as soon as she did the door was thrown shut behind her.

Liv whirled around only to be grabbed and thrown against the door before she was caged in between two arms and a powerful body. Her eyes were wide as she looked shocked at her attacker and the fight left her body as she met his green eyes and the primal hunger that was reflected in them.

“What the fuck are you doing!?” Even though she tried to sound angry it came out breathy and she cursed herself for being affected already. Her eyes shifted from his to his body and she realized that he was completely naked, just like her. She swallowed as her throat became dry and forced her eyes back up to meet his. The effect this guy had on her was just downright troubling, but even if she wanted to do something about it, she couldn’t. Because in this exact moment her urge flared in tenfold, making her gasp. She hadn’t paid much heed to her body needs in the last couple of days, but the fact that the urge was suddenly this strong was not normal.

“I don’t know.” Caden growled as he tensed and smelled her arousal filling the air around them.

She swallowed again as she held his gaze.

“Why do you allow him to touch you?” His question took her aback as she looked at him with a confused gaze. “Who?”

A growl rumbled from his chest as he bared his teeth at her in a snarl. “That mutt who scared you.” It immediately clicked in her head. This was about Brandon. A defensiveness woke up immediately inside of her as she straightened against the door. “Why do you care?”

Another growl came from him as he stepped closer, her breasts brushing his chest, making shivers dance in her body. “He hurt you.”

“So have you.” She snapped back again. “This is a conversation we’ve already had, Caden.”

“Stay away from him.”

Her eyebrows shut up at his demand. “No.”

Caden snarled viciously. “I wasn’t asking.”

“And I don’t care. You are not my Alpha, you are not my mate, and you definitely don’t get to tell me what I can and cannot do.” Caden snarled again as he punched the door beside her head. But she didn’t flinch. He couldn’t scare her.

“Then I will kill him if he ever lays a finger on you again.” Her power woke up inside of her and she immediately directed it to him. He hissed as she took control of his blood, before the smell of blood filled her nose and made her head snap to the hand on the right side of her head. Blood dripped from his closed fist and a snarl left her as she threw up her leg. Caden evaded her attack on his junk as he jumped back. Liv kicked him against his abdomen and he collided against the edge of her bed. She dropped her power, knowing it will do no good and stalked towards him.

“Threaten my pack member again and I will kill you. You have no right to do anything against him.” She said as she got closer and another snarl left him as he looked up at her through his lashes. “You can make no demands. If I want to hug him I will hug him. If I want to kiss him I will kiss him and if I want to fuck him I. Will. Fuck. Him.” Caden was up in a flash, making her gasp as she reared backwards, but was too slow. Caden grabbed her throat before throwing her on the bed and pressing his body on top of her before grabbing her throat again.

“Fuck him.” He growled as he grabbed her wrist and pinned it above her head on the bed as her other hand held his wrist of the hand on her throat. “See what happens if you do, Moonblood. I will make him suffer for every caress he gives you, every stroke inside of you and ever kiss he placed on your skin. Fuck him and you will have signed his death warrant.” Slowly sparks started to appear on her skin where he touched her. Making her gulp as she tried to hold on to her rage while he laid on top of her. Mere inches from her core.

“You will have war with me if you do.”

“Then I will have war with you, Moonblood, because if you think that my threat only applies to that mutt you are mistaken. I will kill any who think they can have you like I do.” Fuck, his words shouldn’t affect her like this!

Her breathing started to become faster as her body started to betray how she felt about his threats. She should be angry, she should be fighting with him, yet all she did was seeing the possessiveness in his eyes and it made her body start to tingle along with the sparks that now were getting stronger.

“You have no right…” Her voice came out breathy before she forced to feel something else that turned on by his fucking words. “You don’t own me!”

A smug smirk splayed over his face. “Then why are you becoming wetter for me by the second, little Moonblood?” He said as he rolled his hips and her legs shifted apart a bit as a gasp left her. The tip of his hard cock resting against her drenched opening.

“Fight me all you want, little Moonblood, but your body betrays you over and over again.” He said as he moved and made her legs spread wider and his tip push against her a bit more. A needy whine left her as she held his gaze. The sparks danced over her body adding to the feeling she was trying to deny and failing miserably. “You are mine and anyone who thinks they can have you will meet their slow and agonizing end.”

The sparks flared, making her gasp as her back arched a bit off the bed.

“What the fuck are you doing to me?” She breathed as she tried to regain her self-control.

“Exactly what you want.” His rough voice sounded right before he pushed himself in her in one smooth stroke, making her cry out as the sparks exploded everywhere in her body. A loud moan came from Caden as well and she knew he felt them as well.

Her eyes shot open as she met his gaze as he looked at her with a look that told too much and yet nothing at all. His smile had dropped as he looked at her with a seriousness that made her chest constrict. The grip on her throat loosened before he brushed his fingers over her jawline and his thumb over her lower lip.

The intensity in his gaze and the touch made her body hot and cold and she didn’t know how to feel about it.

“Wha-“

Before she could ask what he was doing, he bended down and kissed her in a way he never had, before he pulled himself out of her and pushed back in. Making her moan against his mouth as the sparks started to dance and he picked up a delicious rhythm.

Her head was spinning and the only thing that kept her grounded was the male on top of her. He was somehow everything and nothing and she didn’t know how to feel about it. It felt like her world began and ended with him and she had never felt anything like this before. It scared her, but also excited her and she didn’t know why but she had a feeling that this moment between them was the start of something else.

Something more.

Something she never knew she would have.

And that terrified her to no end, but she wanted to fall headfirst into that feeling all the same.

Caden picked up his movements and soon she every thought was blasted out of her head with every thrust inside of her and before she knew it she was falling over the edge of her orgasm as he sucked on her nipple and cashed his own orgasm before he groaned loudly and emptied himself inside of her.

The act feeling awfully like marking his territory and she was there for it. How insane it may feel.

Their breaths mingled as their eyes met and silence descended on them.

Caden moved his hand and ran it slowly through her hair as if it was to remind him that what happened was real, before something changed in his eyes and his gaze hardened.

“If that mutt touches you again I will cut his hands off and feed it to the Margyge.” Like a bucket of cold water was dumped over her head her anger flared.

“I will cut off you dick and feed it to you if you do.” A feral smirk splayed over his face as he leaned down a bit more and the grip on her hair became a bit painful, but not in the way that it should as she clenched around his cock still inside of her.

“I would like to see you try, Moonblood.” He whispered against her mouth before he suddenly pulled himself off her and opened the door before he shifted into his wolf. He looked at her as she sat up and howled before he ran out of the room.

Anger filled her, but the loss of him and the sparks made her whine and she hated herself for it.

§

“That’s it.” Doc encouraged her as she finally managed to direct all of Fare’s blood back to his heart making him scream in agony and reaching for his chest. Liv dropped the hold he had on him and breathed heavily as she collapsed forward.

Making blood flow backwards or back to the heart were two very separate things. While the former is painful, the latter is deathly and she had never known she could do that.

The sun had set already and it had taken her all day to achieve this. It enraged her that it took her this long and she knew it had nothing to do with her own will but everything to do with the memory of a fucking wolf that basically branded her as his this afternoon.

She hadn’t seen Caden after their moment and her stupid heart had cracked a bit at that. Everything that had happened between them had been nothing more than a possessive fuck wanting to make sure that he knew that she was his. But she wasn’t his. She never has been and never will be. She was her own and she will never again be owned by anyone ever again. She didn’t know where his fucking behaviour came from but she hated it and she hated herself that she allowed it to happen and took pleasure in it. Because now her head was all over the place, while she needed to focus on getting stronger.

“We will pick up tomorrow at noon. You did well, Livana. Rest and gain your strength back.” Doc said as he placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed a bit before he walked away from her and she dropped her head in her hands.

The sparks where a whisper through her body as the touch of Doc had awakened the memory of Caden’s body on and inside hers. Ben knew what they meant and it was time he was going to tell her what they were. She moved to get up but fell back on her ass in an instant.

Another fact why she was feeling weaker was because of the aconite running through her veins because of Caden. He came inside of her and thanks to the fact that wolves are pretty fertile, she had to inject herself to make sure his seed died inside of her. The last thing she wanted was him binding her to him with a pup.

She looked up as Malik helped Fare up. She gave him an apologetic look which he brushed off as her two beta’s walked to the packhouse leaving her alone.

She didn’t know what the fuck happened with Caden but what she did know is that, no matter if he had weakened her, she had succeeded in a day with learning something new and that was a small step she needed to focus on to make it through this. She moved to get up before a familiar smell filled her nose and made her turn around as a growl left her.

“Hello there, Kerra.”