Sacrifices and Schemes
Morava was surrounded by four terrifyingly dangerous, naked Hydranians, whose bodies were muscular and bulky and full of uncontrolled tattoos. As they breathed, thick clouds formed in front of them. They seemed… furious. The one behind her caught her by her arms and pressed her against his chest and a very erect shaft.
Morava was horrified. A shudder of panic shook her body as she whipped her head to look at all of them.
"Lerna!" shouted one of them, closing his fists tightly. The other one placed a hand on his shoulder to quieten him.
"Why did you run away, Lerna?" asked the wolf in front of her with a growl, as he pinched her chin. "You are the princess of Hydra. This was the most disgusting thing you could do. We were supposed to mate after the ritual was over. All twelve of us were waiting for you to mate. What do you think of us Alphas? What was it that forced you to run? Was it your mate? Have you smelled you mate?"