Sara raised her head to look at his face. and started to turn around. Maybe she sensed my presence, I would never know. She seemed nonplussed as our eyes locked. "Nick!" "I wanted to talk to you," I said. "Let me take you home. It's late." She looked at Sergeant Brave with a frown as he started
Sara POV I was no longer pinned against the open door. Nick’s large arms enveloped me as his low grunt resonated in my ear. When he slowed the kiss moments ago, his eyes had that fierce shimmer that hinted at what was about to follow. Yet I couldn't bring myself to push him away. When his lips
Sara POV "I'm not engaged." I refused to think of that little announcement. It had nothing to do with me. There's nothing between Nick and I. Except our son, of course. You belong to me. I did. A long time ago. Before you rejected me and literally ripped my heart out. I don't belong to you ANYM
“You’re on Wolve-net socials, aren’t you? You saw the news of his engagement.” “Yeah, I did,” he replied gently. The line was silent again before I spoke. "But it's gone as soon as it was posted." "What do you mean gone?" "Just vanished." Whatever with that. “I just need to see Avery and make su
Nick POV Too many things had my attention all at once. Among them was the fact that the second meeting with the council of elders had just ended, and the Chief was not making a move to leave. The message from Richard that Derek, Orphic's new police chief, a Forest Mooner had settled the matter wit
Oh, and there IS something between us. Did I not make myself clear last night? I'll do better when we see, don't worry.”' I hit the send button. As I kept my eyes locked on the screen, I hoped against hope that she would refute my comment about dating the sergeant. Maybe she would say they're not
Sara POV My phone beeped again. I checked and saw the Alpha's name on the screen. Grabbing it, I toss it into my desk drawer out of sight. Did the almighty Nickolas Reign plan on texting me the whole day? All of those messages and not even a word of sorry for harassing me the way he did the nig
"You don't look well, Sara. I mean you look... kinda weird," she remarked. I felt very weird. I needed to sit down. Between my thighs was a throbbing that I was once so used to. A feeling I had almost forgotten about. Until last night, that is. I was wet and warm in the most appropriate part of my