Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 72056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Two fingers breach my cunt, and I explode again.
“You’re mine, princess. You’re mine, Hannah. Mine. Mine. Mine.”
He crawls on top of me and thrusts his cock into me.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
The words come from him, I think. Or perhaps from me. Doesn’t really matter. They’re true. Their very truth consumes my soul, and as he pumps into me, releasing…
I know.
I know what I feel is right and good and perfect in every way.
“I love you,” he grits out. “I fucking love you, princess. Hannah.”
“I love you too, Victor. Always.”
ALL GOOD THINGS must come to an end.
I find this out after Rogan and I come back to reality when the kaleidoscopic haze of our orgasms wears off.
“It’s time,” he says.
“I know.”
“I must return. I must fight for my pack. I must fight for you, Hannah.”
“I understand.”
He nods. “I know you do, and I know you don’t follow me lightly.”
“As you said, there is no choice. There never was.” I sigh. “But why must I be the one to forsake my sister? My father?”
“You don’t care about your father,” he says.
“You’re right. I don’t, and I don’t labor under any delusion that he cares for me either, but my sister… She’ll be forced into this life, and she’s not prepared.”
“Were you?”
“More than she is. I at least have the blood gene.”
“She’ll adapt. You humans are good at that.”
“If only…”
“Don’t go there, princess. It won’t lead to any place good.”
He’s right, of course. Fate has determined where I go, and I love this man. This wolf. I can’t imagine my life without him. I can’t imagine anyone else fathering my children.
I can’t…
“We won’t be safe here much longer,” he says. “The demons found us here once, and they’ll do so again. Especially now that we’re at war.”
Yes. At war. Demons will find us here. Demons… At war with…
I jerk upward, meet Rogan’s gaze. “But you’re fighting with the demons, Rogan. That’s what my father said. That the lycans have allied with the demons.”
Rogan doesn’t reply. Instead, he pushes me back down onto the grass, mounts me again, and plunges inside me once more.
No. No. No!
His mouth is on mine. I cannot speak. I cannot—
With every ounce of strength I have, I break the kiss, push at his shoulders. “No!”
His lips crush back to mine, his cock inside me, fucking me, fucking me, fucking me…
God, it feels perfect. I’m so complete. So filled. No aching emptiness. Only the blanket of Rogan’s body, the sweet burning of his cock inside me…
Yes, so good. So good…
No!
I push harder this time, and to my surprise, I succeed at tossing Rogan to the side. He growls under his breath, and his eyes are on fire.
But I don’t care. I want the truth.
“Tell me, Rogan, and I want the fucking truth. Who are the demons fighting with? And why?”
He growls again, climbs on top of me and—
I push him away, amazed at my own strength. “No, damn it! I will not let you fuck me into submission. I may be your mate, Rogan, but I’m not some meek wolf female. I’m a vampire princess, and you will answer me.”
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He doesn’t reply at first, and I’m ready to walk away. Seriously. I’ll walk away from this man who is my perfect match, my fate, my love…
I will.
I swear I will—
“I never wanted it to be this way,” he finally says, his voice low and remorseful.
“Are you in bed with my stepfather?” I ask. “With the demons? Because I need to know. If I’m forsaking my sister for my demon stepfather, I must know.”
“It’s not what you think.” Rogan threads his fingers through his long hair. It’s matted with grass and sweat.
“What is it, then?”
“I’m sworn to secrecy.”
I scoff. “Do I look like I care? If we’re truly the mates we both feel we are, there can be no secrets between us. I don’t want that. Do you?”
“No, princess. I don’t want that.” He shakes his head. “I didn’t ask for this any more than you did.”
“I believe you. I do. But the fact remains that you’re still fighting for your own team, and I’m not. Where’s the fairness in that?”
“There is no fairness in that,” he says. “It’s just the way it is.”
“I don’t accept it. If there truly is no choice for either of us, why aren’t we fighting for my side, Victor? Why don’t you fight with the vamps?”
“They won’t have me.”
“You can’t know that.”
“I do know that. Your side will never accept me, but my side will accept you because you’re only half vampire.”
“I’m not buying. You’re an alpha, and I’m your mate. Your side will accept me no matter what.”
“That’s not entirely true. Vamps and lycans are natural enemies. We always have been. If you were a pureblood vampire, you and I would be alone.”
I shake my head. “That doesn’t sound too bad from where I’m standing. I’d rather go off alone than fight alongside demons. I can’t do it, Rogan. I can’t. You don’t know how bad Richard treated Larissa and me. He hated us. Called us whores. Told us we were worthless pieces of ass. He was especially hard on me. He said if he and I were the last two beings in the universe, sentient life would die out.”