(SORRY IF IT SOUNDS LIKE CHATGBT , I LOWKEY WAS REAL TIRED WHEN I DID THIS SO I MAY HAVE PUT IT INTO A A.I 🤥)
In the enigmatic realm of Hunter x Hunter, within the formidable Zoldyck mansion, Canary, the vigilant butler, stood guard outside, ensuring the notorious family's safety. One fateful day, her watchful eyes caught sight of a woman, aged between 40 and 50, crawling in agony. The woman's body bore numerous open wounds, and her feeble attempts at coherent speech were overshadowed by pain.
In a desperate plea for mercy, the injured woman implored Canary to let her cross a particular line, lest she face immediate death. Despite the gravity of the situation, Canary, a mixture of shock and empathy in her gaze, gave the woman permission. Gasping for breath, the woman managed to articulate, "P-p-please take my babies," the words sharp and strained. Exhausted, she sighed, admitting her imminent demise, "I-i-I'm dying, a-and I can't *speaks breathily* - leave my b-babies."
Choked up with tears, the woman wearily rested her head on the ground, devoid of energy. In a poignant gesture, she removed a cross necklace, stained with her own blood, and placed it across the small bodies of her baby girls. The contrast between the bloodied necklace and the warm brown skin of the infants created a grotesquely beautiful scene.
Canary, staring in shock and grappling with empathy, witnessed the heart-wrenching moment. The little brown girl, embodying Canary herself, approached a rain-soaked, mold-infested box. Distressed cries emanated from within as she gazed upon the helpless babies. In a somber twist, Canary looked up to find the mother now lifeless and gone.
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"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