Page 56 of Wolf Awakened


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Don't follow my orders and I'll let you be hard all night long. You know it doesn't bother me."

"Alright. I won't kill the shit waste."

Good to know you follow instructions.

"After threatening me as if you can beat my ass."

We'd never be able to figure that one out, buddy.

"Whatever. Hurry up! I wanna see how those photos turned out and jerk off."

The reminder made me reach for my phone, pausing in my desire to leave the parking lot to see the images that were circulating.

The top image made my wolf howl, and I bit my lip hard to fight the way my cock was growing hard just from the sight of the two of us together.

Especially this William De Luca.

I hadn't truly appreciated his hot features, leaving me to wonder just how good looking she was as a female. I'd have to be patient with this one - cautious even - or she'd fuck up our plans with her mere looks.

I'd have to pray that the others got laid before we left Cali, or we'd be screwed. Saving the picture that honestly looked like it was from a model photoshoot, I left it on the screen as I pulled out of the parking lot and shortly reached the paid freeway.

"Ready to dominate this city?"

My lips quirked up at the challenge, my eyes briefly checking on the male standing next to me with that cocky smile of his while those blue eyes twinkled with both amusement and lust.

Ready to claim what I know will be ours. Every single thing...including her.

Pulsations Of The Moon And Duty Calls

~WILLOW~

"Bra,"Viktor pointed out as his eyes watched me.

"Eyes on the road before you kill us," I voiced back, purposely leaning back just so I could taunt him with my girls.

"You're wicked."

"Are you even surprised? I'm a De Luca," I teased with a wink. "Plus, I don't turn you on, so whatever. You and your military Assassin’s Creed training made you an emotionless man on duty."

"You're not wrong," he began. "But my training goes far beyond Assassin’s Creed."

"Says the one who can't even get past the first stage in the game."

"That shit ain't based on real-life circumstances."

"How do you know? Could be from another dimension," I teased before I began to put on a pink see-through bra with a black floral design outlining the trimming of the lingerie piece.

"The creator is a fae who envisioned a superior hybrid killing humans and shit."

"That ain't true."

"Look it up," he encouraged. "It's on Wiki."

"Anyone can write on Wiki!"

"Whatever," he huffed. "We're almost there."

That cued me to hurry the fuck up to put myself together in this car before we arrived at this elite party that Onyx asked me to come to. It was indeed at the Pack House, but further out into the forest and well up into the higher mountains where extremely rich individuals lived.

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