MARKED BY FATE : RETRIBUTION

MARKED BY FATE : RETRIBUTION

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The future Luna of Silvermoon, Carolyn is suddenly accused of treason and exiled by the pack she devoted her life to. But the wilderness awakens an ancient power within her, the Watchman Wolf, a legendary force that bends the four elements themselves. She meets people with deep connections to her past, and now she must unravel what fate has in-store for her. Because the girl Silvermoon cast out is no longer powerless, she's becoming a legend that her may destroy them all, if she doesn't master the storm inside her soon. While her former Alpha crowns a new Luna and war grows between rival packs, Carolyn must uncover the truth behind the conspiracy that ruined her life and decide what she truly is... The protector of the wolf realm or the harbinger of doom.

MARKED BY FATE : RETRIBUTION Chapter 1 The Mating Ritual

Chapter 1: The Mating Ritual

Carolyn POV

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Tonight was the night-our night.

The night I consummated my mate's bond with Peter- the only man in the world I could ever love.

The moment I stepped into the bedroom that had been elaborately prepared for us, my breath caught in my throat. I was greeted with the sweet scent of rose petals, scattered on the floor and sprinkled on the bed.

The intoxicating sight was accompanied by the shifting light hues from the glass chandelier above, bathing me in a dreamy feel. I walked to the center of the room, and sighed sweetly, noting the efforts that Peter had taken to make this night remarkable for us.

At the corners of the Queen sized bed were scented candles of different colors. Their orange glow blended seamlessly with the white beddings as I arrived at the center of the room.

I stopped to admire myself in the mirror, draped graciously in a white bathrobe. I let it drop to my ankles, showing the revealing two pieces I had on me.

It was the lingerie Peter had given me, as while it was pretty, it left almost nothing to imagination. The fabric skimmed just halfway down, barely covering my backside. And the delicate lace cups only covered my nipples, as though every inch was designed to tease.

Black in color, and contrasting sharply against my silver hair along with my golden pupils, the lingerie clung tightly to my skin. Made of lace and silk that felt so smooth to touch as I traced my finger from my collar bone, right over my protruding left nipple.

Tonight, Peter Stormbringer would claim me.

That thought brought a shy smile to my face. I blushed, feeling the heat warm my cheeks while I ran circles on the left breast cup.

Right before I trailed my eyes down, admiring the delicate work done in connecting the bra cups down to the G-strings that covered my honeypot.

"I didn't think you'd like it." A deep, familiar voice echoed behind me, and I nearly jumped in fright.

When I turned around, I was met with the curious sparkling blue eyes of Peter and a gentle smile on his face. He ran his left hand into his dark brown hair, as his eyes scanned my body, from head to toe.

"You're beautiful." Came his deep voice that reverberated about the room.

I felt all shades of shy, squeezing my legs and prodding my breasts with my hands. But when he walked over to me, my resolve shattered like glass.

"Mine." Peter grunted in a deep, gravelly voice.

And I froze.

There was something about the way he said it- the confident charm and the possessiveness that made me melt inside.

Yes, I hummed in my head-Yours.

Peter tipped my jaws with his index finger, his eyes never leaving mine. For many seconds, I was lost in the vastness of his gaze, until suddenly, he pulled me to him.

When our bodies collided, the world faded into a distant din. His lips encircled mine, enrapturing me in a world of bliss and sensual perfection.

The kiss had me swirling, spinning in a roller coaster of sensuality. What started gently became a conquest for dominance as our tongues coursed over each other, in a wet slobbering french kiss.

He worked me into a fervor, licking, sucking, kissing, while his free hand went under the gown, twirling circles around my already erect nipples. I cried out at the feeling, breathlessly moaning until I could no longer feel the ground.

When I opened my eyes, he was on top of me, with the bed cushioning my back. I knew what was going to happen next, and at the thought, I felt the wetness pooling in the soaked g-strings.

"Peter..." I gasped out.

"Yes, baby?"

"Please..." I whispered. "Fuck me..."

"Of course."

His fingers slipped down my stomach, and dipped under the gown. As I felt his hands move, I waited with bated breath. And when his digits found my aroused buds, I nearly lost it.

He expertly moved his fingers, stroking my clit as I yelled out in pleasure continuously. The feeling was electric, and I arced my back, with nothing but the deft strokes of his fingers.

Unable to bear it anymore, I snapped my neck forward and grabbed his lips between mine. There and then, Peter let out a throaty moan and the kiss deepened. The more I moaned, the quicker his fingers sped up.

"Fuck!" He whispered against my lips. "You're so fucking wet."

Just then, when I thought it couldn't get more torturous, Peter slid his two warm fingers in. Immediately, I gasped out with wide eyes, feeling the ebbs of pleasure rock me over.

But he was far from done.

I moaned, squeezing my breasts, while losing myself to the sweet feel of his fingers pumping in and out of me. The wetness of my wall provided enough lubrication until I could literally hear the squelching sounds of my juices against his fingers.

"My God!" I heard Peter groan. "I love how wet you are." He growled out, momentarily pausing

"Fuck me." I moaned. "Please."

Peter said nothing- or at least, I was too far gone to hear anything.

My orgasm rocked forward, as he slid my g-string to the side. Then I felt him align with the entrance to my haven. And before I could catch my breath, he slid in.

Each thrust was divine, and had me on the edge of orgasm. He started slow and gentle, until he lifted my legs with those sturdy arms, anchoring them over his elbows.

Right before he power-pumped into me. Immediately I found my release, but he was far from done. He pumped hard, going all the way in, deep within my haven.

Delightful shivers enraptured me, until my legs began to vibrate in a toe curling sensation. He thrust in, and I moaned, accompanied by the wet, plunging sounds of his dick entering my walls.

"Oh goddess!" I moaned out breathlessly. "You're killing me, Peter."

Each thrust accompanied by not only the squelching sounds of my haven but the clapping of his thighs against my ass. It was sensational, and perfect, and divine up until I felt his throbbing girth pistoning in me.

He pumped me with so much vigor that I could barely hold on. The bed shifted and creaked under our combined weight and I prayed it did not give way, not until we were done.

When the throbbing of his dick increased, I knew then that he was about to release. So I curled my legs around him, pulling him in and encouraging deeper thrusts from his side.

Peter threw his head back into an otherworldly roar, right as he released. Hot, warm fluid sprayed inside of me, accompanied by the feel of him spasming above me.

We remained in silence, as I tried to catch my breath. Once I had gotten myself to a certain degree, I turned to him, placing my thigh between his legs, and enjoying the feel of his still erect dick.

"Thank you." I whispered and Peter turned towards me, a sly grin on his face. "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you." I added.

"Yea?" Peter chuckled. "Me too. We just need Father's blessing, and we're set."

"Father's blessing?" I frowned slightly.

Now, that's something I never knew.

"What's that?"

"Part of the ritual completion is to get Father's blessing." Peter explained. "You prepare something for him, and then you become my Luna. You can do that, right?"

I nodded and sat up. "I have just the recipe for this." I said, making my way into the bathroom.

Once I showered, I draped myself in a bathrobe and walked to the bed. Peter still lay, his eyes trailing after me until I planted a kiss on his cheeks.

After which, I hummed my way happily towards the pack kitchen. It was right there in my head, what I wanted to prepare- moonspice tea.

Yet, as simple as it was, I first had to check if the ingredients were available. The moment I stepped into the large kitchen with brown tiles, I headed straight for the fridge.

But just then, I felt a startling presence, like I was being watched. It was cold, chilling to the bones. In a state of fright, I quickly shut the fridge and swerved around, only to see the silhouette of a lady, watching me from the pantry adjacent to the kitchen.

My heart hammered, as my forehead broke out with cold sweat. I couldn't see her clearly, except that she was red haired, and a devilish scowl on her face.

"Why, why," she chuckled, as she slowly walked towards me even as my chest rose and fell in a state of fright

"I can smell his scent all over you."

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“The future Luna of Silvermoon, Carolyn is suddenly accused of treason and exiled by the pack she devoted her life to. But the wilderness awakens an ancient power within her, the Watchman Wolf, a legendary force that bends the four elements themselves. She meets people with deep connections to her past, and now she must unravel what fate has in-store for her. Because the girl Silvermoon cast out is no longer powerless, she's becoming a legend that her may destroy them all, if she doesn't master the storm inside her soon. While her former Alpha crowns a new Luna and war grows between rival packs, Carolyn must uncover the truth behind the conspiracy that ruined her life and decide what she truly is... The protector of the wolf realm or the harbinger of doom.”
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Chapter 1 The Mating Ritual

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Chapter 2 Moonspice Tea

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Chapter 3 Prime Suspect

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Chapter 4 A Vision

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Chapter 5 A Nightmare Come True

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Chapter 6 Blood On The Wind

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Chapter 7 The Road That Led Nowhere

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Chapter 8 When The Earth Answered

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Chapter 9 The Witch's Gaze

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Chapter 10 Invisible at Dawn

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Chapter 11 The Witch Who Would Not Help

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Chapter 12 Tea Beneath a Cursed Roof

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Chapter 13 The Fruitless Return

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Chapter 14 A crown Forged In Blood

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Chapter 15 A Mother's Verdict

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Chapter 16 The Mark Awakens

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Chapter 17 The Witch's War

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Chapter 18 What Hunts The Marked

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Chapter 19 Moonlit Deception

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Chapter 20 The Lie I Told Myself

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Chapter 21 The Woman Who Never Left

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Chapter 22 Cracks in the Borders

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Chapter 23 A Luna In All But Name

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Chapter 24 The Alpha Who Hesitates

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Chapter 25 The Wake

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Chapter 26 The Ceremony of Convenience

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Chapter 27 Before The Sun Breaks

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Chapter 28 Hunger and Reflections

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Chapter 29 A House That Is No Longer Mine

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Chapter 30 A Bed That Would Not Have Me

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Chapter 31 The Alpha's Discovery

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Chapter 32 Elizabeth's Truth

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Chapter 33 The Hour It Broke

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Chapter 34 34. The Weight of the Throne

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Chapter 35 The Alpha Awakens

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Chapter 36 A War Built on Lies

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Chapter 37 The Road With No Name

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Chapter 38 Ink That Burns

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Chapter 39 If I Had Died

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Chapter 40 Uncontained

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