I Got You - Coastal Wolves Series
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“Do I really not affect you, Delia?” he questioned, his voice low and husky as he drew her into his embrace. His fingers trailed down the curve of her spine, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.
As she sucked in her breath, unable to tear her gaze away from him, he leaned in closer, his lips grazing the sensitive skin of her neck. “Does this not do anything?” he murmured, his warm breath fanning her damp skin.
She remained silent, unable to form a coherent response as he trailed his mouth to hers, slowly capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.
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Meet Delia, a beautiful woman seeking refuge from her troubled past amidst the tranquil shores of St. John. Unbeknownst to her, the moment she steps foot on the island, her fate is sealed as the destined mate of a brooding, enigmatic alpha of one of the largest Coastal Wolves Pack.
Alpha Raphael Donovan aka Rafe, rules the Nightclaw Pack with an iron fist and works tirelessly to maintain the delicate balance between the humans and werewolves that reside in St. John. He had long given up hope of finding his fated mate but when Delia lands on his island, he will do everything in his power to never let her go.
As their destinies collide, Rafe and Delia find themselves ensnared in a tempest of desire and longing, each grappling with the depths of their emotions. But beneath the sun-drenched paradise, a sinister presence looms, threatening to shatter their bond and plunge them into darkness.
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Chapter: The RescuerOnce Simon was back on his battleship with an unconscious Delia in his arms, he moved swiftly through the deck, his boots thudding against the wooden planks. His grip on her was firm but careful, mindful of her injuries.He pushed through the infirmary doors, his voice cutting through the tense air.“Get the doctor. Now.”The nurses jumped into action, one of them sprinting down the corridor while Simon gently laid Delia onto an empty cot. She looked fragile under the harsh medical lights, her skin pale beneath the soot and grime. His jaw clenched. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.Within a minute, the doctor arrived and he wasted no time, kneeling beside Delia and inspecting her wounds.“Her leg is badly injured,” Simon muttered, his voice tight.The doctor worked quickly, his hands moving over Delia’s body with practiced efficiency. After a thorough check, he turned to a nurse. “Put her on oxygen. She’s weakened and has inhale a lot of smoke. If we don’t stabilize her soon
Last Updated: 2025-02-06
Chapter: The ChaosThe moment the scent of smoke reached Delia’s nose, a fresh wave of panic surged through her.A faint crackling sound reached her ears, followed by the distant shouts of men above deck. Heavy boots pounded against the wood, the sound chaotic—frantic.For a split second, she wondered—was this a rescue?Or something much worse?Delia scrambled to her feet, pressing her palms against the door. It was still locked, trapping her inside while something—someone—set the ship ablaze.She had to get out.If she didn’t get out, she’d burn with this damn ship.Sweat beaded on her forehead as she pressed her ear against the wooden door, her breath coming in shallow pants. The smoke was getting thicker, curling into the room like a living thing, its tendrils creeping up the walls, filling her lungs with every breath.Her fingers traced the door’s rough surface, her nails scraping at the old wood. She slammed the door again and again but no one seemed to hear her.She took a step back, then rammed h
Last Updated: 2025-02-05
Chapter: The Captain The crew parted as Delia was shoved forward, their yellow eyes gleaming in the dim lantern light. Some grinned, others eyed her like she was prey.But it was the man standing at the railing that held her attention. His stance was casual, hands resting lightly on the wooden railing, but Delia could tell immediately—he was dangerous.His sandy brown hair was wild from the wind, and when he finally turned, the glowing gold of his wolf eyes pierced through the darkness.He was tall, broad-shouldered, and despite the way he stood with ease, Delia’s sharp eyes caught the subtle stiffness in his posture. His shirt was dark, unbuttoned just enough to reveal the bloodstained bandages beneath it.He was injured and it had likely been when they attacked St. John.A flicker of satisfaction curled in her chest. So, they hadn’t won completely.“Ah,” the man finally murmured, a slow smirk curving his lips. “So, this is the infamous Delia.”She lifted her chin, refusing to show fear. “And you are?”H
Last Updated: 2025-02-04
Chapter: The Captive Delia kicked and thrashed, but the rogues’ grip on her was unyielding.The jungle floor was a blur beneath her as they dragged her through the dense undergrowth, her legs catching on roots and jagged rocks. Thorns scraped her exposed skin, but she barely felt the pain—her mind was in pure panic mode.“Let me go, you sick bastards!” she snapped, her breath coming in ragged gasps.The rogue on her left, a burly man with a thick scar down his cheek, barked out a laugh. “Feisty little thing, ain’t she?”The other, a wiry rogue with wild, matted hair, grinned. “Shame we ain’t allowed to have a little fun with her first.”Delia’s stomach twisted in revulsion.She jerked hard, trying to rip free, but the scarred rogue yanked her back so violently that her feet nearly lifted off the ground.“You’re making this real difficult for yourself, sweetheart,” he sneered. “I’d save your energy. You’re gonna need it.”She spat at him, her eyes blazing with fury. “Go to hell.”The rogue wiped the spit o
Last Updated: 2025-02-04
Chapter: The AmbushEthan sat near the grand windows of the mansion, his body tense as Alex’s mind-link echoed in his head.“Rafe’s been hit with wolfsbane. He’s unconscious. We’re taking him to the hospital now”A chill settled in his bones. Wolfsbane was no ordinary poison—it was lethal to werewolves, weakening them beyond recovery if not treated quickly. And if Rafe, their Alpha, had fallen in battle, the situation was even worse than he thought.But his biggest concern at the moment sat across from him.Delia was curled up on the couch, her slender fingers lightly tracing the spine of the book in her lap. Though her eyes were locked onto the pages, he could tell her mind was elsewhere. Probably on Rafe.Ethan swallowed. She didn’t know the truth.About Rafe. About werewolves. About the extent of the war that Rafe was fighting right outside these walls.And yet—he had to tell her something.Making a quick decision, he pulled out his phone, pretending to read a text. He needed an excuse. A human excuse
Last Updated: 2025-02-03
Chapter: The AttackDelia had gone back to Rafe’s room, but her mind refused to settle. She tried lying down, hoping exhaustion would take over, but with the sunlight streaming through the windows and her thoughts tangled in knots, sleep evaded her.She kept replaying everything—Riley’s call, the men looking for her, Rafe’s reaction when she told him. She had been about to tell him everything about her past when Alex interrupted.But the look on Alex’s face—something was wrong.Unable to shake the unease creeping up her spine, she paced the room, her bare feet padding softly against the cool floor.Then came a gentle knock on the door.Delia froze for a second before quickly walking over and pulling it open.Standing there was Ethan, his usual easygoing expression replaced with something more serious.“Hi, Ethan,” she greeted, scanning his face. “Something’s wrong, isn’t it?”Ethan gave her a small nod, not wanting to alarm her but also not willing to lie. “Yeah. But Rafe’s handling it.”Delia folded her
Last Updated: 2025-02-03
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