No one moved in or out of the room. They were only spectators suffering the sudden changes in temperature, of the she-wolf walking with confident stride towards the one red-haired wolf. Layan did not move either. His body was heavy, he felt enraptured and amazed.
The image of Priscilla in front of him was captivating, beautiful, admirable and all the adjectives he could put on her. Her pheromones were sweet and they were for him, they wrapped around him luring him to lay at her feet, and he was yielding.
His chest throbbed, ha this was what it felt like to be in love with someone. That it didn’t matter if the she-wolf’s fur was furrowed with ugly black lines, that she looked terrifying to others. To him she was the most perfect being on the face of the earth. His.
-Mia- he murmured in a deep voice holding out his hand as if in a trance as she approached.
Priscilla put her hand over his and let herself be drawn into the hard chest that was rising and falling fast with heaving breaths. Her heat was already getting to him.
The mere contact of their bodies completely nullified the powers trying to leave the female’s body. Hair fell heavy on Priscilla’s shoulders completely black and the ice around her blurred into a dense bluish haze. The weight of her leaned against Layan as if her entire body weighed.
The she-wolf reached out and wrapped her arms around the alpha’s neck and pulled him down without any resistance. Their lips met in a soft, passionate kiss where they just sucked on each other. Layan’s arms wrapped around his partner’s narrow waist and pulled her tighter to him feeling her heat, her shape, contorting around it. And they were both totally oblivious to their surroundings, where they could only stare at each other.
Until a certain alpha could take no more. Hades’ growl echoed throughout the room only causing Layan to squeeze his she-wolf tighter and look at him out of the corner of his eye without stopping kissing her. He wasn’t intimidated by another male’s growl, especially not when he had his mate in his arms. He wouldn’t let anyone take her from him.
Hades wasn’t used to not being responded to as he wanted, well with his wife it was a different story, she was… special. Her temper couldn’t be dealt with, but that was beside the point. The other alpha was kissing his daughter, his puppy his princess, in front of him, he couldn’t allow it. He growled again pulling all his fingers out and took a step forward to feel his arm being grabbed tightly.
He spun around baring his fangs at whoever dared to stop him when he froze.
Oh, oh, grave mistake.
He had growled at his wife and she had a scowl on her face.
-Victore, get Hades out of here. I’ll take care of the rest,- she said without letting go of her husband, -And prepare the room as quickly as possible to carry out the plan.
Victore nodded, but he didn’t know if it was right to move. One alpha was alert eating the she-wolf in his arms and that was dangerous, and the other annoyed by it and held by his wife, even more dangerous. He broke out in a cold sweat vowing to himself that he would no longer meddle in issues that had the words alpha and mate in between.
Nebraska bowed her head.
-Wait for me outside, I’ll deal with the situation here. You know this has to happen. Don’t make it any harder-
Hades pursed his lips in annoyance and then pouted resignedly.
-Does it really have to be him? There are thousands of wolves among all the packs-
Nebraska gave him a comforting look.
-Honey, we’ve been over this- she tiptoed to her feet and gave him a kiss on the cheek- Priscilla chose him years ago, you should have gotten used to the idea by now- she beckoned from behind Victore’s back for him to come closer.
And taking advantage of the fact that Hades was with his defenses down thanks to her, Nebraska pushed him towards the door.
-And go with Victore. If we go on like this we’ll have to give the poor guy a funeral,- she said with irony.
-Please alpha, come with me,- the albino commander was already next to him indicating the exit.
Hades grunted again, not at all pleased, but he knew it was not a good idea to contradict his wife. He had already let it pass that she had growled at him, if he made things more complicated… he would have to ask for help from his children to get his mother to take away his punishment.
Once the door was closed Nebraska focused on the couple. In all that time they had been talking they were only focused on each other. Priscilla had pushed Layan over her armchair and straddled his lap again hugging his neck tightly and bringing their lips together in a kiss that was now anything but simple, the wet sound flooding the room.
The atmosphere around them was wild. Layan was gawking at marking his partner, his hands moving up and down his partner’s soft fat thighs and his arms hugging their narrow waist. At least he seemed to have a bit of reasoning still given that his movements were measured and the tension showed in his muscles.
Nebraska felt a little uncomfortable being in front of a couple about to have sex. Only one of those partners was her daughter, and her life depended on what they did now.
She approached cautiously, but watched as her daughter stopped kissing Layan and abruptly turned her face and looked over her shoulder. She growled so loudly that Nebraska was shocked. His face was disfigured in a grimace of rage in her direction, like a fierce beast protecting its own.
The queen was not alarmed. She paused and exchanged glances with her daughter. She had to enter her mind for a moment to see her and Liam’s condition. To know how much Priscilla would resist being conscious.
-Priscilla, it’s me,- he spoke slowly.
The she-wolf still growled, but at those words and recognizing her mother’s voice, the dense mist in her irises faded a little and hid her fangs little by little. Still, she did not let go of Layan.
-Layan took advantage of the moment of lucidity where her tongue was not attacking his and whispered in her ear and then kissed her cheek.
Priscilla narrowed her eyes and turned her head to bury it in the hollow of Layan’s neck and suck in his scent. The alpha stroked her back massaging the knots he found and beckoned Nebraska over. Priscilla’s scent from the rut hadn’t diminished, but at least now she didn’t want to slit the throat of anything that came near him. At least not his mother.
Nebraska nodded her head and took advantage of Priscilla’s quietness and reached over placing her hand on her daughter’s head. She stirred under her touch and looked down at her hair but didn’t assault her. She stayed calm and let her mother accede to her conscience yet Nebraska was careful.
Priscilla was a she-wolf in her heat and fully aroused, so what she was commanding now was her instinct. And as Hades had told her and she knew, she-wolves in their heat were a bit more aggressive, possessive and not very rational. As Priscilla was at that moment. In itself it was a miracle that she had recognized her because they were only looking for their male and everything else was a threat. It was a complicated and vulnerable moment.
Now she could only entrust her to Layan to take care of her.
-Layan, hold her, I’m going to enter her for a moment. Then you can start the bonding,- Nebraska said to the alpha who nodded wishing he could do the second part. His body was already painfully hard under his partner’s and the heat and wetness he felt coming out of his she-wolf was really driving him crazy.
Nebraska closed her eyes and concentrated. He just needed to know the status of his daughter. That was the main thing for the plan they had laid out to work.
She opened her eyes and was met with deep darkness. Everything was black around him and he became worried. He couldn’t see his daughter. He took a deeper breath. Her consciousness was very different from that of any wolf, he should not be alarmed.
-Priscilla let me in,- he asked softly but firmly. After all, she was the one who had taught him how to control at least the power of his mind.
She only had to wait a few seconds before her surroundings began to change and although the darkness did not diminish the image of her puppy was projected in front of her. Nebraska could only swallow dryly.
In front of her Priscilla’s naked body tangled between spikes filled with black needles embedded in her skin. Her head hung forward and her half-open eyes focused on her. She didn’t speak, she didn’t move, but she was aware of what was going on so it wasn’t just her instinct that was awake outside. Further back, almost covered only to see his face was almost covered, only to see his face was Liam unconscious, at least for the moment.
-Priscilla,- she reached over and touched his face, her hand barely able to graze his skin before she had to pull back before an attack of those long spikes of needles attacked her.
Nebraska knew then. Priscilla’s conscience was stronger than she imagined and she was struggling to keep both Liam trapped, and protect herself. She took pride in her daughter.
The queen opened her eyes and pulled her hand away from Priscilla’s head. She looked harshly at Layan next.
-Nebraska- Layan gasped her name both concerned for the two and wanting to know the status of his she-wolf.
Nebraska’s eyes flashed.
-End the bond- was what he ordered her.