《Feral Confessions – Adrianna And The Alpha》Feral Confessions - Adrianna And The Alpha
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Not able to bear it any longer, Haldir positioned himself on her sweet spot and took her. The way he shoved himself in her, at first slowly and then picked up. It was carnal, it was cathartic, it was simply—indescribable. He had wanted her so badly that it seemed that his body was only doing what was right. His length savored every inch inside Inyanga. He didn't want to come out of there. Every groan that she took made him want her more and more.
When they finished, he was limp, he was on top of the world. Somehow, he managed to get out of her. He knew it by then—she was his mate. It was some bond that fell into place between them. He was shocked when he realized it.
"Stay back for a few days," he insisted. He hid his face in her neck feeling comforted. He had never felt so much at peace in his six hundred years of living. All these years, he had lived with a bitter feeling of being abandoned by his lover. But he realized that he exhausted all those years in seclusion for nothing. Love in the form of Inyanga was waiting for him.
"I can't," she replied. "There are important things that I have to see in my kingdom."
Haldir's hopes dashed. He didn't know how this relationship would continue because he was bound to Adrianna's kingdom.
Inyanga stroked his long white hair and said, "Don't forget that we create portals."
"But I want to stay beside you always."
"I understand," she said.
Moments later they had another round.
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When Lenny told Yanga that she got the desk job in Haldir's office, Kenai's lips curved into a half-smile. Yanga beamed at Lenny. After the fiasco that was created a few hours back, she had lost all hope and her reputation as a Minister was slaughtered. She didn't know how she would even face others again. However, with Lenny's news, Yanga became hopeful and her eyes glazed with tears. "That's fantastic news Lenny," she said with excitement holding her shoulders with pride.
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"Thanks mother," Lenny replied with a little hesitation knowing on the inside the purpose of the job.
Though Yanga was very happy for her daughter, she secretly wished that it were her son who had got that job. Shedding aside that feeling, she said, "Lenny, I am very happy for you. If there is any problem, you can always come to me. In fact we can now go together to the Ministry Block."
"Yes, mother," Lenny answered. Going with her mother would make her less suspicious.
With that assurance in her heart, Yanga left saying, "Get ready soon. We still have evening events to attend. I would love to show-off my daughter to everyone in the function."
Lenny laughed nervously.
When Yanga left, Kenai glanced at Lenny. "Now that is one fine thing you did. Although I don't want to know how you managed it, this can be used to our advantage. You must stay with Haldir whenever he goes to the Werewolf Realm. We need three more werewolves for the sacrifice. We have to resurrect the master as soon as possible."
"Have we found his soul?" she asked, walking to a chair and sitting on it.
"Yes, his soul is very near to us. It will possess the body of the fifth person we will get for sacrifice," Kenai said with a dark expression. "And that fifth person can belong to any realm."
"So even if we bring a human, that would do?"
"Yes," Kenai said looking past her. After a pause he continued, "Whenever you go to the Werewolf Realm, let me know."
"Yes," she replied. "I have to go and get dressed." She got up to leave. The brother and sister were thinking of the next step to take. Lenny wanted to get close to Haldir.
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In the evening Adrianna and Dmitri were supposed to go to Level Three with their troupe and mingle with the wizards and witches there. Once again they were all assembled in the community hall for the event. Adrianna remembered how Dmitri had danced with her in the hall during a competition. A smile wormed on her lips when she recalled how her dress was sabotaged and how Lile was the one behind that and how Fleur helped her out.
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Suddenly she asked Dmitri, "Dmitri, where are Cora and Pierre? I expect them to be here."
'They will join us shortly," he said holding her hand that she had comfortably tucked in his arm.
"Oh, okay. It has been long since I last met them," she sighed.
"Yes, more than you, they are eager to meet the baby in you."
Adrianna chuckled. Grandparents. She shook her head.
They walked to the podium where they were supposed to be seated amongst the rest of the ministry members. When they reached, everyone present in that vast hall, settled in their seats, which were placed in a circle around the main field. Adrianna had something very important to announce to her subjects and this was the best time.
The sky was filled with magical orbs that burned with yellow lights. A mesh of flowers with confetti was floating in small circles forming different patterns as though they were imitating pattern-formation in a kaleidoscope. Lavender aroma wafted in the air and there was soft music playing.
After the first event, which was a dance presented by young couples was over, Adrianna saw that Haldir was escorting two people at the far end of the hall. She beamed when she realized that they were Cora and Pierre.
When they came to her, she got up from her place and hugged them tightly.
"How is our grandchild?" asked Pierre.
She laughed and said, "Should be fine."
"I believe your third trimester starts today," asked Cora in a hushed tone.
Adrianna nodded.
"Good. That means your chances of miscarriage have reduced."
"That's right."
"Well, you need to change your wardrobe now," Cora suggested as she smiled and sat beside her daughter-in-law. There was so much catching to be done.
Lenny was sitting right beside Nefasky, about one row behind. At the sight of two more werewolves, she became greedy. If only she could get hold of them and sacrifice. If only she could get the entire family of four and sacrifice. Suddenly she wondered what if the son and parents were offered as the sacrifices while their master possessed Adrianna's body. The thought excited her and she controlled herself from clasping her hands. She watched their movement closely and leaned forward to overhear the conversation.
"When do you plan to come to the Werewolf Realm?" asked Pierre. "We need to celebrate there too."
"Whenever you say father," replied Adrianna with a smile.
Lenny couldn't believe her ears. Going to the werewolf realm would mean an abundance of werewolves. If only she could abduct three from there, it would be simply wonderful.
"How about next week?" she said, ignoring Dmitri's grunt of disapproval.
"You know that it is one thing I want to avoid. Why can't you simply stay in the Wizard Realm?" Dmitri said with anger but in a hushed voice.
Adrianna pursed her lips.
Pierre interjected, "This is not the right kind of behavior one expects from the Supreme Alpha. Remember that Adrianna is the Luna of your realm."
A crease formed on Dmitri's forehead in tension. He took a deep breath and became quiet.
Lenny couldn't sit properly with excitement. She had to inform Kenai about the plan of the royal couple.
Two hours later the function was over and the royals had to have dinner with the wizards and witches of Level Three. Before leaving, everyone was caught by surprise with something that occurred in front of Adrianna's seat.
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