The Revolution | On Going

The Revolution | On Going

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Extended Description Inside ••• "Guess you were dealt with a shitty hand of cards, Issac." He paused any movements, his face a blank slate. Until a smirk began to creep onto his lips. "I think you're quite right, Emerson." "Why don't we start over. Since you seem to understand things better in a 'business-like' manner, I'll attempt to speak that way. We clear?" I pointed between us and pulled my lower lip in between my teeth, chewing on it nervously; waiting for his response. After a painstakingly long moment, he winked. "Crystal." ••• Emerson is a rogue. Not viscous or deadly, but a pack rogue. Her community thrives in the deep woods. Unbeknownst to them are the dangers that lurk overhead. Issac Eaton. The Timberwolf King. A man of many rumours. He's faced with a life altering choice, until his answers become clear. ••• Nothing is as it seems in the Lycan world. Behind every truth is two lies. Two wolves with a bond that could bring down the entire structure of life are faced with an impossible truth. Through laughs, tears, anger and heartbreak our dutiful duo will fight tooth and claw for what's right. Praying to the Goddess that they aren't punished for what is to come.
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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?" ---------------------------------- 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

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