When Adam is hunting down an angel for Lucifer, he is forced to travel back to the city he lived in when he was younger. At school he gets reunited with his old friends, James being one of them. But many things have changed over the years and Adam isn't sure if he can hide the fact that he's a demon or if he even wants to. As his two lives get mixed up it only gets harder when he starts to develop some... confusing feelings for the blonde boy.
May contain some violence and swear words and maybe a little gore.
Teaser:
'I'm so sorry.' James muttered when Adam entered his room again.
'It's okay, it's not your fault.' Adam replied.
'I know, but still. I'm keeping you up every night. I don't know how you keep up with me.' The blonde whispered, tears appearing in his eyes.
'I care about you, James. I care about you a lot. As long as you're having trouble, I'll be here to help you out.' Adam said, putting an arm around the blonde's shoulder.
'I care about you too, Adam. That's why I feel so bad about it. I'm ruining your sleep.' James muttered.
A beat of silence went between them as both worried about the other.
'I have an idea. I'm not sure if it'll work, but we can try.' Adam said eventually.
'I wanna try it. I wanna try everything that'll help with these nightmares.' James replied.
'Okay, in that case, get up and put on a jacket or something.' Adam commanded as he walked over to the door.
'Are we going outside?' James asked.
'Yep.' Adam replied, walking over to his own room to look for a hoodie to keep him warm outside.
'I know you sometimes like to get donuts at 3am, but I don't think that's the answer to my nightmare problem.' The blonde muttered.
'We're not going to get donuts.' Adam laughed as he got back to James's room, now wearing his red common sense hoodie.
'Okay, I trust you.' James said with a tired smile.
"Goddess, you're so perfect." he breathed the words, staring up at her as she moved rhythmically up and down above him, her breasts bouncing as he gripped her hips, trying to hold back the wave that he felt building inside of him. She just looked and felt so fucking good.
"Do female wolves mark their mates?" She leaned forward as she asked the question in a low voice, sliding her arms along his chest as she shifted her position, moving her legs close together so that he was even tighter inside of her as his hands came down to grip her ass, thrusting into her from below.
"Yes." he was barely able to gasp out the word. "Not in my pack. But in many- most even- other packs."
"Why not yours?" He felt her mouth slip forward, her tongue teasing the same place he had marked on her body half an hour earlier.
"The men in our pack just haven't allowed it. It's a sign of claiming and-" her teeth grazed the spot lightly, not hard enough to break the skin, but he felt a mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through his body and he drew in a sharp breath, his head tilting back automatically as he offered her better access to the spot.
"It shows that you belong to your mate. Doesn't it? Like I belong to you?"
"Yes." He murmured, gripping her more tightly, so close to the edge he knew he'd lose control at any moment. He only hoped he could bring her to the peak of pleasure again first. He'd thought she was close. "Nova." He knew his voice sounded desperate.
"Can I mark you, Alpha?"
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When Nova stumbles into pack lands and is captured by the Blazing Moon pack she knows that she has to escape. She makes a daring escape only to be tracked down by their Alpha. But their meeting isn't at all what either or them expected. Can he convince her to stay? Or will a petite female rogue be the one to bring down one of the fiercest Alpha's on the continent?
⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18