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Dillon’s POV “No! Just fuck no!” I roared, the sound echoing off the four walls of the small office we’d gathered in. “Dillon, I need to do this!” Zoe argued. The minute we’d arrived back in Glass Lake, we contacted the Alphas to let them know Zoe and Dr. Knolls had been successful in creating a substance that could incapacitate the Dark Fae army. We had left Dr. Knolls at the lab to work on procuring the materials to mass produce the poison while we met to discuss the way this new development might change our approach to the coming war. The Alphas, Luna, betas and their mate, Queen Raine and King Jarrah of the Light Fae, Zoe and I were all crowded into the office to discuss our options. Currently, Zoe was attempting to convince us that she should be the one to sneak into their camp, attempt to contaminate their water supply, and sneak back out undetected. Alone. That just wasn’t gonna fuckin’ happen! “They captured you once and you barely survived it. For months you were h
Zoe’s POV I was more than just tired. I was the kind of exhausted that left me feeling disoriented and desperate for just a few moments’ peace. But no matter how much my body craved sleep, my mind wouldn’t give in to it. Dillon wanted to mark me. That in itself wasn’t the problem. I wanted to complete our bond more than anything. But the idea of giving in now, when my future felt so uncertain, felt selfish of me. “Want mate’s mark!” My wolf whined in my head. “I want it too, Cinna. But what if something happens to me? He would feel it. It could kill him too. How could I willingly do that to him?” I pushed back. “If we die, Dillon and Dorian will follow us to the moon. They’ve already decided.” She shared. “But we can be happy now. We can make them happy.” I considered her words. Could I do it? Could I grasp that happiness for myself no matter how short-lived it might be? Was the true act of selfishness withholding my mark from Dillon, denying myself his, when he’d made it cl
Dillon’s POV “I need you to mark me.” Fuck! There were no words to describe the way it felt to hear Zoe ask for my mark. I wasn’t lyin’ when I said it was all I’d wanted since she was sixteen years old. She was a dream I never dared hope would become a reality, but here we were. I stood up from the ground and dropped my boxers to the floor, letting my painfully hard cock spring free. Zoe watched my every move, her hungry eyes raking over me then licking her lips when she zeroed in on the pre-cum dripping from my tip. I’d always considered myself reasonably attractive and had plenty of women tell me they thought I was handsome. But when Zoe looked at me that way, I felt it on a whole different level. That woman made me feel like the winner of the Sexiest Man Alive award every damn day. “Like what you see, baby doll?” I couldn’t help but taunt her. “Definitely. But I’d like to taste it even more than I like looking at it.” The scent of her arousal spiked around us and my cock twi
Zoe’s POV I woke to the most delightful tingling sensation, intense sparks shooting pleasure straight between my legs from where Dillon nibbled his mark on my neck. A needy whimper bubbled over before I could stop it. This was going to be a problem. I could tell already. “I love that sound.” Dillon murmured, his lips still teasing my neck. “I love the things you’re doing to me when I’m making those sounds.” I wiggled my ass against his erection, making him groan. “I love when you make that sound too. But mostly, I just love you.” Dillon had me pinned beneath him before I could blink. “Say it again.” He whispered against my lips, smoothing my hair back and tucking a strand behind my ear tenderly. “It’s not like I’ve never said it before.” I giggled. “It’s different now. It’s like I can feel you, feel your love in every atom of my being. You’re woven so deeply into my soul and I never want to lose this feeling.” His tone was intense and fiercely possessive. “You’ll neve
Zoe’s POV “Thank you, Sheila. Our pack owes you a debt of gratitude. One I sincerely hope we get the chance to repay.” Kat told Dr. Knolls after making plans to collect her “secret weapon” later that evening. She hugged me goodbye and left me alone with my friend and mentor. A million thoughts whirred through my mind. I needed to make plans of my own. I needed to make a to-do list to keep it all straight. But of the myriad of thoughts warring for my attention, one pushed to the surface. “Don’t give it to her!” I fixed Sheila with a pointed look, daring her to pretend she didn’t know what I meant. Her answering look was one of pity and regret. I could feel a growl building in my chest that required sheer force of will to restrain. For all I respected her, maybe owed my life and that of my pack to her, I wanted to smack that look off her face and she knew it. “Zoe,” She said softly, “I know she is your friend and you care for her. But you and I both know, if she finds herself need
Zoe’s POV An eerie silence engulfed me as I descended the last ridge, sending my mind reeling back to a night I never wanted to remember. My body rebelled, tremors rocking every muscle and making my gait unsteady. It was the same stale air and deadly quiet we’d encountered moments before the Dark Fae and stolen our consciousness and our peace of mind. I stopped in my tracks and worked to slow my rapid breaths and racing heart. Instinct told me to hide but I knew from experience there was nothing here that could protect me from their piercing gaze if they were nearby. I should have run fast and far, but I couldn’t do that either. Not if I wanted everyone else to live. Dark was a word that held no meaning in the presence of the Fae’s wicked counterparts. Wolves could see in the dark, but I couldn’t see a foot in front of me on this moonless night. I told myself that was a good thing. It meant I was where I needed to be. Creeping forward inch by inch, my progress slowed to a crawl
Dillon’s POV My eyes blinked open against the rays of light streaming in the window. My limbs felt like lead weights, a heaviness in them that made the thought of moving seem nearly impossible. I managed to stretch my arm to the side, reaching for Zoe. But instead of cool sheets, I felt the rougher ridges of the chenille sofa. Did I fall asleep on the couch? Why didn’t Zoe wake me up to come to bed? “Zo? Baby doll, you up?” My voice sounded scratchy, my throat unusually dry. When she didn’t answer, I pushed myself into a sitting position with a strained groan, my body refusing to cooperate. Getting to my feet proved even more of an ordeal, my head spinning and a wave of nausea hitting me when I did. Something was very wrong. “Dorian? Dorian!” I nudged at my groggy wolf who responded with little more than a grunt. Looking around the room, I was trying to get my bearings when my eyes landed on the glass sitting on the coffee table. The last thing I remembered was Zoe bringing m
Dillon’s POV “Zoe! Fuck! Zoe, wake up! Come on baby doll. We’re not done yet. Wake the fuck up!” I pleaded with my mate’s limp form. Hanging lifelessly in my arms. She wasn’t dead. I could hear the sluggish thud of her heart, struggling to maintain a steady cadence. She was alive, but just. “Please, baby doll! I promise I’m not mad. If you just wake up, I won’t even mention you leaving me. We never have to talk about it again. Just come back to me!” I pleaded but she didn’t stir. “Noooo! Fuck! Please, Goddess! Don’t take her from me!” I held her tightly to my chest and sobbed into her hair. The fear of losing her had been the thing that spurred me into action when I first realized she’d gone. But now it paralyzed me. I knew I needed to do something. She was dying in my arms while I sat helplessly on the ground and let her life ebb away. I just didn’t know how to fix it, fix her. We were hours from home or any kind of help. If the pools of blood on the ground were any indi
Hello Lovely Readers! Once again I want to thank you all for supporting my work! I hope you enjoyed reading A Cruel Fate: Her Gamma's Regret and The Warrior's Wild Mate as much as I did writing them. I may not have time to respond to every comment and review, but I read them all and take every word to heart. So if you have time, please let me know what you though, either in the review or comments section. I would appreciate it so much! As for what comes next, I will be working on The Legends of Glass Lake Series which will focus on the next generation of the Glass Lake as well as their friends and allies' children. Book one is still untitled but will focus on Mason Cross and Elena Stone as well as introducing new characters. I hope to begin publishing the first few chapters in early January and hope you'll join me for the ride. That's a wrap for Derek and Julia. For now. We'll see them again soon! Much love, Cara
Julia’s POV 5 Years Later “Hurry up! We’re going to be late!” I called to Derek, trying to rush him along. Kat, Reegan and Ryan were holding a birthday party for their two year old son Liam and we were running behind as usual. With our own two year old and four year old, going anywhere as a family was a lot like herding cats. Everyone was either moving in different directions or refusing to move at all. Currently, it was the latter. “I can’t get Lexi off the toilet, sweetness.” Derek’s exasperated voice called back. We were potty-training our daughter and Derek loved to say she was a typical woman, once you got her in the bathroom you couldn’t get her out. I crept down the hall to check on their progress and had to choke back a laugh at the conversation they were having. “Please, Lexi-Lou, show dada what a big girl you are! As soon as you go potty in the toilet, we can go to Liam’s party and you can have cake and ice cream!” He bargained. “But, I not a big girl, dada. I your b
Julia’s POV Pain seared through the raw nerves where Derek’s fangs pierced my neck. Marking was usually done in the heat of passion, a pleasurable distraction from the pain, but Derek hadn’t waited for that and I couldn’t care less. I loved that he was so desperate to make me his, he couldn’t wait to sink his teeth into me. The sharp sting was a reminder that he was really there and I was really his, that it hadn’t all been a wonderful yet finite dream. But the pain went as quickly as it had come, mutating into a sensual thrill that ignited my lust while turning my bones to jelly. Derek groaned in pleasure as our bond solidified, pulling me tighter against him to hold me up as my knees weakened beneath me. A long languorous moan fell from my lips as Derek swirled his tongue over his mark. Then suddenly, a whirlwind of love, devotion, lust, and a fierce possessiveness hit me square in the chest, knocking the air from my lungs. I’d believed Derek when he’d said he loved me, but this
Derek’s POV The drive back to Glass Lake territory was the longest of my life! With every passing mile, a new worry assaulted me. Winning Julia back was far from a sure thing. I still didn’t know if she really slept with Eric. The thought of him putting his hands on her luscious body or sticking his cock in her tight, hot pussy infuriated me! But it also scared the shit out of me, because if she did fuck him, it meant she had already moved on. Julia Kane was stunningly gorgeous, fiercely loyal, and stubborn as hell. If she decided she was done with me, there would be no changing her mind. The thought of her slamming the door in my face left me equal parts terrified and depressed as fuck. A future without her felt so bleak, cold and empty. But the more I thought about it, the more dejected I became. If she’d been the one to find her mate, and agreed to give him a chance so easily, let me walk away without a fight, I’m not sure I would have given her another chance either. B
Derek’s POV Eric’s taunt sent me into a red fucking rage! I wanted to slice his dick off with my claws and shove it down his fucking throat. Julia was mine! MINE! And nobody fucking touched her but me! I suspected they’d slept together in the past and the thought of them doing it again gutted me. I’d put everything she’d done before me out of my mind, just like she’d done for me. But Julia Kane had carved her name on my heart, branded it on my soul, and nobody else could have her now! “Derek, stop!” Julia screamed, stepping in front of Eric. “It’s okay, sunshine.” Eric chuckled, wrapping an arm around her torso. “He’s so pissed he can’t see straight. I doubt he could land a hit if he tried.” “Not helping!” Julia hissed at him over her shoulder. “Step back and cool off!” Damien barked, his steadying hand on my shoulder. I was fucking furious and my chest heaved violently. I balled my fists at my sides, trying to restrain my beast but my body swayed in Eric’s direction. My
Julia’s POV “So you come out here everyday to collect samples?” I asked Trista as we tramped through the forest together. She was explaining her research on forest sustainability and showing me how she collected test samples to see how different trees and plants responded to different fertilization compounds. It was part of her postdoctoral work and way over my head but still fascinating. Although I had to admit, listening to her enthusiasm for the subject left me feeling a little left behind. Zoe had left for college right after high school and Kat had midwife training. Trista was well on her way to saving our habitat and I was still deciding what I wanted to be when I grew up. That thought led me to wonder what Amber’s aspirations were. Was she going to college? Did she have plans to do something important with her life, medical research like Zoe or maybe become a doctor? Was she smarter than me? From there I found myself diving head first down the rabbit hole of all the
Derek’s POV “Fuck man! I don’t know what to say.” Dillon had ceased trying to strangle me to death and had moved on to pacing a hole in the office floor. “I mean she’s my sister. I can’t stand the thought of her heartbroken and alone. But after finding Zoe, I know what it’s like to meet your fated mate. I could never expect you to give that up.” “Amber, could you please excuse us. I’d like to talk with the Gamma alone for a minute.” I tried asking nicely with little hope it would get me very far. “Oh no! Absolutely not! I’m your mate. There is nothing you can’t say in front of me.” She actually stamped her foot at the end of that little speech. “Of course, I can say it. I just don’t want to!” I explained, grabbing her arm and dragging her toward the door. “:Let’s go, princess.” “What? No!” She squawked in protest. “You’re my mate! You can’t tell me no! That’s not how it’s supposed to work!” She whined the whole way but I wasn’t giving in. Once I managed to deposit her outsi
Derek’s POV I was losing my ever-loving shit! How could she be moving on already? Out partying, dancing, smiling like she wasn’t missing me at all. Meanwhile, I was so twisted up in knots, I couldn’t think straight. And what the fuck did she mean by ‘fucking someone isn’t the same as getting to know them’? Who’s fucking who? She couldn’t possibly think I was fucking Amber. I knew it happened often with fated mates but surely not when they were already in love with someone else. I owed it to myself and Amber to get to know her, Just like Jules told me to do. But she couldn’t possibly think I’d get over what we had and hop into bed with Amber that quickly. Okay sure. That’s who I used to be. But that was before Julia Kane came along and turned my world upside down. I was a different person now and even if things didn’t work out with Julia and me, I wasn’t sure I could ever go back to being that guy. Not when I knew how disappointed she would be in me. That thought made me sick
Julia’s POV “I think I'm going to visit Forest Trails for a few days. I met Trista the last time she and her Alpha were here and I really liked her.” I was sitting in the living room of the cabin my brother and Zoe had moved into, trying to stop my turmoil from leaking through our sibling bond. Based on the way Dillon was watching me like he would a wounded animal, I wasn't sure I was succeeding. Zoe gave me a knowing look, but thankfully said nothing to my brother about the suspicions I saw shining in her eyes. “It’s been weeks since they were here and you never said a word. Why now?” Dillon’s tone was accusatory, telling me he’d already sniffed out my ulterior motives. “”Hmm?” I put a finger on my chin in a pensive expression. “Maybe because you’re all mated up and hiding from the rest of the world.” He shot me a beleaguered look. One that said he did not appreciate my snarky attitude. Zoe giggled at his put upon expression but instead of the same exasperated huff I got fr