Hunji: A Broken Wolf & The Last Witch of Andora

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at her absence, I threw back the covers getting out of bed. I had initially woken with a smile on my face. But

nd my father had been invited to talk politics, among other things. He had insisted my older brother Rostam and I accompany him. 'It is good rapport and when you become king you will need these connectio

made it a competition between the brothers, tried t

eldest son and the only male born to my father's goddess-given fated mate. Yet our fa

appy to serve under our eldest brother as his Delta and lead our Army. I lived for battle, and I was good at i

ay, of course, their greedy asses didn't. They wanted a seat on the throne more than

ions that lasted well into the afternoon. Finally, the talks had ended,

table sat in the middle of the conservatory, with an arrangement of food and drinks. "My Luna and daught

he scent of daylilies and stood up, my wolf growling out 'mate' when I locked eyes with the most beautiful girl I had ever

owled echoi

nd flared at the hips hiding her slender legs like it was yesterday. The way she blushed when I called out to her, and her whispered words mirrored mine. My ma

and hers were already talking semantics of he

te or not. For instance, my father already had 3 mistresses before he met my mother his fated soul mate. He never marked her and proceeded to take on 4 other mistresses over the years. That did not include

ed anyone except my mate. I found the idea of harbo

me. I would never take a mistress; my mate was the only woman I wou

her every second of the day and at night when I laid claim to her, making love to her. I had resisted for 6 months but last night, my wolf was too eager and pushed

ords forbidden me from doing it. But much to my delight, Divya had relished the claiming, her body submitting to me

ay, to the absence of my mate. The first couple of days, she

nd the palace itself. I couldn't fully grasp what was going on; my own

the palace. It was a big change for her. So instead, I took my frustrations out on the train

s on the training grounds, where I was sparing with one of

smile. "She was up early again this morning brother; I haven't seen h

lder than me; taller by three inches, his build slightly leaner than mine, and he was the object of desire for many women

ng for the disappointed reprimand I thought was coming. Instead, I

y mate yet, but the way our father was with

I groaned, just imagining h

fering we would both endure if we made a rejection. We would feel a little pain, but it was the sadness and depression that came along with it tha

ng as our other two brothers have not even bothe

dest and most likely to inherit the throne and at me for being the son of our father's true mate was something they didn't hide. Ever since we were young, they had always found ways to get me in trouble, making my father see me in a less

how Farid had managed to find out and Abbas led Rostam to one of our gardens under the pretense he needed to speak to

would have forgiven her, but she agreed to become Farid's first mistress. Needless to say, a few months later when it b

mother had killed her. In the same way, he believed it was their mothe

the open balcony, she had not come down for dinner. Her place sat empty as the

lk pink robe she wore, coming up behind her and laying my hand

up at me with those mesmerizing deep chestnut brown eyes, a smile gracing the corners of her lips. My wolf howled in my head, relishing

e from a family of five, our everyday family banquets could be quite daunting. Especially if the siblings began to fight or on t

"Tomorrow we can have dinner together, just you and I." I smiled down at her. Maybe she just needed some

d. I stooped down to capture her mouth in a sweet

heer material sliding open, exposing her slender form to my fingers that gilded over her abdomen. Up and over her bristled nipple, pausing to pinch and pull one between my thumb and forefinger. I felt her shi

d the robe apart so I could see my mate. Moving back so I could feast my eyes upon her tanned skin, her dark nipples erect and calling for

d of pleasure that left my wolf even more riled up. I licked down her collar bone, over her small pert b

said turning her head

ugh. I plunged a finger in, she moaned out slightly, pumping it in and out of her unti

ore were dull and diluted. Leaving me to feel inadequate and wonder if I was a bad lover. She didn't curl into

me she wanted to return hom

He took it well, but I could tell he wasn't pleased; the look of

a couple of weeks. I visited her a few times, my wolf and I - craving her companionship. We missed her and the achy feeling in my heart ha

the signs, I should have paid better attention. I should have done so m