“What’s the prognosis looking like?” James’ grandfather arches a brow, glancing out to the hallway at James’ retreating back before meeting my gaze.“I don’t have all of the answers for you yet, but you’ll be going in for an echo,” I started, but he cut me off with the shake of his head.“Women, I aint talking about my health. I’m healthy as an ox,” he smirks.My lips purse as I pin him with a confused stare, “I’m not sure I understand what you mean..”“You and my boy out there,” he chuckles softly. “I had to get him out of here to talk to you.”A warm flush creeps up the length of my neck before settling on the tops of my cheekbones. “Things are going….. well.”He snorts, “Well? That’s it.”James’ grandfather has this way of making someone feel as if they’ve known you your entire life. He speaks with the warmth of a father, and despite not having much of a relationship with him; It doesn’t feel that way.“How much do you know?” I walked around to the side of his bed with the bag of f
James appeared with a cardboard tray of coffees just as his grandfather had finished telling me that I needed to be careful when it came to Onyx. But I’ve met him…. He seemed far more interested in me than anyone I’ve ever met. And he’s my mate, so he wouldn’t hurt me… right?James reached up, scratching the back of his neck nervously, “I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I guessed.” A deep sigh left his lips, “I hope you like it.”I noticed the lighter color peeking through the tiny hole in the lid and a smile graced my lips. “As long as it’s not black; I’ll be fine.”His eyes lit up as he watched me take a sip, and I felt like a teenager all over again. The thought of knowing that someone pays attention to the little things makes me feel special. “We were supposed to sit down for lunch the other day, but you stood me up,” James’ grandfather narrows his eyes, wincing as he adjusts himself on the bed. “Joan tells me you’ve been a bit busy getting into trouble.”“Let’s not do this now,”
The blush that spreads up the length of Rosalind’s neck before painting her cheeks with a rosy hue sends a flurry of emotion through my veins. Since Onyx has returned to me; Every feeling with Rosalind has been heightened. I don’t feel the need to hold myself back from her. Before, I felt as if I was teetering on the edge of who I really am. Shielding her from my true personality was like an armor that I’d built in the event that she wasn’t our true mate. ‘You are a fool for every thinking otherwise,’ Onyx snarls in my head. I didn’t disagree with him, but I still found myself trying to make sense of it all. He’d felt my bond with Marina back in Blackwood. While it was delayed, I assumed it was due to whatever had happened with Onyx before I’d turned eighteen. A shiver rolled down the length of my spine as I remember how dark those days were. I felt like a prisoner trapped in my own mind. I could see everything that was going on in my life, but Onyx was piloting my body. The pa
The door wasn’t even shut when James’ fingers laced through my hair, angling my face so that he could capture my lips in a searing kiss. With one hand on the small of my back, and the other tangled in my locks; He kicked the door shut, walking me backwards until the skin on my shoulders pressed against the cool wood. The hand that was on my back moved around to my throat, slowly creating a trail of sparks as his thumb pressed against my pulse point, “Fuck, Rosalind. Less clothing. Now.”James didn’t waste any time sliding the straps to my tank top down before ripping them clean from my body. He stepped back, eyeing me appreciatively before I watched in amazement as his nails formed into claws. He dragged the sharp point on his thumb down my lip, nicking the skin as he pulled it away from my mouth. His eyes swirled with bright green as the pad of his thumb smeared the small bead of crimson across my lips, “So fucking stunning.”Now I was most definitely rendered speechless. James’ e
His tongue feels as if it’s hitting deeper and deeper the longer he thrusts it in and out of my opening. James’ grip on my thighs will surely leave bruises, but the pleasure easily overrides the pain. “I’ve wanted to taste you all day,” Onyx’s gruff voice vibrated against my clit as he nipped the overly sensitive bud. “I could spend eternity between your legs, drinking in only you for the rest of my days.”His tongue was quickly plunging back into my opening with new force, as if he’d been starved of those few moments he’d focused on my clit. “Oh…. James…” I moaned, the sound coming deep from my chest. His movements halted entirely, and the grip he held on to my legs grew painful. I whimpered, glancing down just as his eyes widened, and he’d released my legs as if I’d burned him. “Little mate,” he whispered, gently grabbing my left leg to inspect it before moving to the right. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. Forgive me.”The emotion swimming in his bright green eyes mixed with the sof
“I…. can’t,” his head tilts to the side as if he’s in pain.A flicker of softer, deeper green flashes within his bright iris’, and I know James is fighting with Onyx for control.“Don’t hold him back,” I whisper, pleading with James, but he continues to fight for control. The fur that has sprouted from his arms begins to fade, and I feel as if I’m watching a scene from a horror movie. Something with so much CGI that I would normally laugh… but this is real life.And it’s happening to me…“I trust him,” I whisper. “I trust you.”That was all it took for James and Onyx to come to some sort of agreement when it came to the situation.James’ body quickly shifted into a large, almost black wolf. The moonlight shining through the windows highlighted the lighter, chocolate brown tips of his fur.Sitting up, I was mesmerized. Lost in the moment of a real-life movie that just so happened to be my reality.“May I?” I reached my hand out towards his thick muzzle. I wasn’t nervous, but my hand sh
James and I stared at each other in pure and utter shock. I’ve scrambled off of his lap, backing away slowly as the mess from what we’d just done slides down my inner thighs. I can’t bring myself to care as I repeat the words that Onyx just spoke inside of my head. “You must be mistaken.” My voice sounds foreign and raspy as if I’m desperately trying to hold back an onslaught of tears. “I’m just a human… Nothing more. Nothing less.”James leans forward, but Onyx is fully present now, “You aren’t human, little mate.” His eyes soften, and a hint of a smile curves on his lips as if this is the best news. Goosebumps break out over my skin as the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.“You’re wrong.”I feel my frustration bubbling to the surface. The moment I found out that James was a werewolf; I’d longed to be one myself. He’d talked so highly of having a wolf and feeling the mate bond in its full intensity. He’d explained pack life and becoming a Luna. For a month, I’ve been questioni
“How are things going?” Caden crowds the small booth at a diner just outside of town. I woke up this morning regretting ever agreeing to meeting with him, but I’d pushed it back three times, and he was growing impatient. Caden, I’d learned, is a persistent man. His personality was a far cry from the man I’d met in that Gala all those years ago. He was far colder, more calculated. If that would have happened to me today…. There would be a scathing story about it plastered on the cover of the daily magazine. “We don’t have to do the small talk.” I pinned him with an icy glare. He didn’t truly care to get to know me. Not at a friendly level. He simply cared about the story I was about to tell him.“Don’t do that,” he shook his head, placing his hands behind it before leaning back against the sticky leather. “I feel as if it would be a disservice to both of us if we sit here and pretend that we care about how the other is doing.”“Who says I don’t?” Caden challenges. “The predatory g
“I’ve increased security and will be checking in hourly. Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” James held my annoyed stare, knowing that nothing was getting in or out of these walls without him knowing.He held up his hands in mock surrender, “Fine. FINE. I get it,” he stepped towards me, his large frame crowding my space. My butt hit the counter and my crutches fell to the ground. James lifted me with ease and placing me atop the cool, granite countertop. A shiver rolled through my body as the chill seeped into my skin, “I’m allowed to worry about you, you know?”“Worry all you want, but don’t stop letting me live. Please. I’ll be fine and I trust that all of the additional security measures you’ve put in place will keep me extra safe,” I pecked his lips, attempting to pull away quickly, but he grabbed my face, crashing our lips together in a searing kiss.James held me there until we were both breathless, and my chest ached from the lack of oxygen.“The office can wait,” he growled
James assisted me into a house, where the smell of bleach assaulted me the moment I walked through the threshold. A crew of cleaners froze as we walked inside, but a single look from James had them scurrying back to their jobs.The glass had been removed and the blood no longer stained the white porcelain. A new pane of glass shimmered beneath the midday sun, and I found myself frozen as I stared at the picture-perfect home.“It feels weird to see looking how it was before,” I whispered, still feeling the fear of that night swim through my veins. The large floor to ceiling window overlooked the forest in the backyard, and I silently wondered if that fear would multiply once the sun went down and the shadows of the night came out to play.James pressed his lips to my temple, “I replaced the glass from before with something graded to be bullet proof. Nothing will get through those windows again.”A shiver rolled down my spine. Either James replaced the window with bulletproof glass to m
I was finally cleared to go home from the hospital, but I’m not quite sure how to feel about it. On one hand, I missed my bed and the comfort of my own home. On the other, I didn’t know how to feel about being there after the attack.Not to mention my mind has been running in circles since Marina showed up here yesterday.James came shortly after she left, but something seemed off, and I wanted to dissect everything that Marina had said before confronting James about it. But even more confusing was the fact that she’d specifically said a wolf bite, when she shouldn’t have known that small fact.She couldn’t have known that unless she orchestrated it or James had told her about it, but I was leaning towards her orchestrating the attack.“How’s Ahmed?” I glanced up at James as he wheeled me out to the awaiting car.“He’s awake and recovering. I’ve placed him on paid leave and instructed his wife to come to me if they need anything at all,” James’ voice held an edge to it, but I didn’t c
The inside of the house looked like a massacre. Tiny shards of glass decorated the floor like snow. Some of the larger bits were painted with a deep, blackish crimson from the dried blood, and the smell was nauseating.‘These were definitely rogues,’ Onyx spat through gritted teeth, his anger blending with mine the more we assessed the scene.Through it all, I could smell Rosalind’s blood, and the thought of them hurting her while I was off chasing some ignorant lead on Marina made my blood boil with anger. But the anger was directed at myself.I should have been here. I should have been the one to protect her, and Ahmed did his best, but one man against multiple wolves just didn’t succeed.Rainwater had flooded most of the evidence, causing it to spread before drying. The cops wouldn’t be able to pull anything from this mess. Not anything concrete anyways.I’d learned the hard way how easily evidence can be destroyed. If you’re not on the scene within a tiny window of time, your succ
“Rosalind,” Chris shouted, shouldering through a group of nurses who were conveniently gossiping about James. They still couldn’t believe he was married to a woman like me. Sure, I was a doctor, but that wasn’t anything special when the most eligible, billionaire bachelor in Georgia was in the running. He was like a God around here. And me? Well, I was simply an average looking woman who also happened to be a doctor. My status as a Red didn’t mean a damn thing, because I wasn’t a hot man who also happened to have enough money to buy the entire United States and not blink an eye. “What the fuck?” Chris muttered; eyes wide as he stared at my elevated leg. Blood had seeped through the bandages because they couldn’t seal the wound and for someone who doesn’t see this kind of thing on a regular basis, it was pretty disgusting. “Close the curtain,” I whispered, and he did quickly, rushing back to my side.“Was that,” he pointed at my injury, “From one of them.”“We are one of them,” I n
Pure, unfiltered rage didn’t even begin to describe the poisonous feeling flooding through my veins. The anger feels like a living, breathing thing.Like a Goddamned snake slithering its way beneath my skin, releasing toxic poison in the form of fury that bleeds into every square inch of my body.I want the heads of every single person who stepped foot on my property last night. I don’t give a shit who they were or what they were doing there. If they accidentally stumbled upon the forest at the back of the property…. I’m going to find them and make them pay.Since my driver is now fighting for his life in the hospital with Rosalind, I’m forced to call and wait for a driving service to offer me a temp replacement for Ahmed.A few painstaking minutes pass while I pace a hole in the cement out front of the hospital, sweating from the sweltering, humid Georgia heat before the damn driver finally shows up.‘He is clearly incompetent,’ Onyx spats in my head, ‘Ahmed would never keep us waiti
“Rosa,” James’ voice filters through the darkness, “Rosalind, baby.”My body shakes softly on my shoulders and my eyelids flutter. The lashes on my left eye are stuck to my face, and after a few attempts, they tear free.Bright lights above my head blind me as I blink away my disorientation.The sound of multiple different voices has my eyes panning around the room. EMS workers move quickly, rushing inside the small space and focusing their attention on Ahmed. I recognize a few of the faces rushing around me, but a relieved sigh falls from my lips as I finally focus on James.“What’s going on?”My voice sounds foreign and gravelly.“Are you injured?” James rushes out, coming back to my side and ignoring the emergency personnel shouting at him to back up.“My…” I start, trying to move the leg that had gotten bit, but it felt numb and stiff, “My leg and my ribs.”“What happened here?” The gold flecks in James’ eyes glitter beneath the harsh lights of the elevator, and his eyes soften as
A loud noise jars me awake and my eyes struggle to focus in my disoriented state. The sky is nearly black and rain pelts against the floor to ceiling windows at the rear of the house.The television remains on, but the show I’d been watching has long ended. Glancing at my phone, I blink away the sleepiness seeing that somehow, I’d managed to nap for the last five hours.Another loud crack startles me as the sky lights up with a flash of lightning. A few seconds later, the power goes out, causing complete darkness to blanket me. The storm raging outside is the only sound I hear, and I quickly grab my phone, illuminating the flashlight as I walk towards the rear windows.The backyard leading into the forest looks eerie blanketed in complete darkness. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and the feeling of being watched envelopes me as I squint my eyes, trying to see anything through the heavy sheets of rain.Another flash of lightning illuminates the sky, and I swear I saw someth
James left early this morning for work and forbade me from going into the hospital. I called in with a family emergency, and there was no questioning. They knew if I was taking off, it was necessary, even though it didn't feel that way. Chris remained passed out on the back patio, and I’m not sure if I should force him awake or let him sleep off the shockwave that was yesterday. I still don't even know if I've managed to brush off the reality that I've been a werewolf my entire life and everyone I loved kept it from me..... and I've had weeks to process it.My phone buzzing against the countertop startles me, and I glance over to see that my father is calling.Begrudgingly, I grab the phone, hesitating as my finger hovers over the small green button. I’ve been avoiding talking to either of them. Since my meeting with my father and my mother’s explosion over the scathing interview I did with Mr. Arden; I’m not sure they even consider me a member of the Red family.“Hey dad,” I finally