Page 101 of Wolf Domination


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GARDEN OF BLOOD AND DEATH

~ONYX~

“He said ten minutes!Ten! T.E.N! Have you two forgotten how to track time?!”

My Sugar always knows how to entertain me.

My lips proceeded to crush hers, silencing her from being such a rebellious mate. I was far too horny to give a damn right now about time. Ten minutes, fifteen minutes, a fucking hour. I couldn’t care less how long we remained here.

As long as it's with Sugar, who fucking cares?

“I’ve missed you.” I dared to let the words escape my lips in between heated kisses, my emotions all over the place after such a spiraling day of flames, bloodshed, and fear.

This opportunity was far too good to pass up; the mental reach from Milo requesting the two of us to come to give our Forbidden Queen a mini break before he plots the deaths of these assassin fuckers was what brought us back from our killing parade.

I’d gotten out my initial rage—my wrath falling upon at least ten organizations who were planning to “go against the Forbidden” in the rebellion against our power moves. Loki and I were keeping an eye on these betraying fuckers for a bit, but the fact that they wanted to pull such shady moves after my Sugar had faced death and managed to return to this hellhole wasn’t going to pass by me without immense consequences.

Now a chunk of them are in the freezer—alive and waiting for Neo’s return so we can continue where he left off.

This distraction was what I needed to fight off the power inside me that was unsettled with Willow’s death. Only a few seconds of feeling those strands of life begin to fade did crazed things to me that I’d yet to grasp.

Truthfully, I was avoiding it. Fighting to not acknowledge the second entity hidden in the shadows of my consciousness. The power seemed to enforce my wolf’s madness for revenge and made roots of fury within my subconscious.

Our Sugar deserves revenge. We need to deliver it to her…

“Ugh,” Willow grunted and broke the kiss to bite my bottom lip—bringing me out of my thoughts just so I could admire the burning annoyance in those vibrant blue orbs of hers. “We have to go.”

“No.” I said it without any remorse, leaving her to stare back at me like she couldn’t grasp the word I’d laid upon her.

It was Neo’s chuckles that made us both glance over to him. The sleek man enjoyed the view of us as he actually spun a pencil in his hand.

“When you two argue, your auras blend rather beautifully,” he summed up as he gave us a teeth-glimmering smile. “It’s rather enchanting to witness. Makes me wonder how your auras would react with Loki in the mix.”

“Don’t bring that fucker up,” I complained but let go of Willow as she was going to kick my balls any second if I didn’t.

She side-eyed me for retreating from her diabolic retaliation, but she worked on fixing the new outfit we let her change into: a black bralette with high-waisted black pants that flared out and a leather belt to accent the piece.

My eyes caught onto her necklaces—the black beads of my necklace that was the complete opposite of Loki’s heirloom of pure white. She’d kept those safely around her neck, hidden with magic all this while, but seeing it after so long gave me a sense of validation.

A reminder that she’s still mine.

“You still hate your brother?” Willow inquired as she ended up walking toward Neo, who accepted her approach with open arms. She was hugging him before he easily scooped her up into his lap.

“Was my fingering not enough to appease you, Sweetness?” Neo quietly muttered into her hair as he took a deep inhale of her scent.

That addictive floral wonderland of a scent calmed my anxious heart.

“I’m appeased,” she replied hastily, knowing Neo wouldn’t even give her a chance to explain otherwise if she was a few seconds late with her response. “How much sex can a girl have in a five-hour period?”

“You don’t want me answering that,” Neo concluded and kissed her. “We could find out?”

“No,” she groaned. “I need a break from being so sexually aroused.”

“Dimitris, Milo, and Jayce tired you out, huh?” Neo teased, and my Sugar’s whole face went crimson before she slapped Neo’s chest, which made him go on a coughing spree.

“Sweetness, your slaps are dangerous.”

“You’re lucky it wasn’t one of my punches,” she seethed but ended up relaxing against him as she rested her head on his chest. That immediately worried me, which was why I was standing before them.

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