It was the fear in her talking. She'd tasted what it was like to be pampered and she didn't want to let go so the only solution she'd come up with was to tie him down forever. In her head, it had sounded like a good idea but out loud she realized how absurd it actually was. Up until a few hours ago, she had decided she needed time and space from him. The idea was to put a distance between them so she'd figure out whether the bond was messing with her or not. Being kidnapped by witches, meeting a crazy uncle and finding out about the wolves who died because of her must have broken her. Clarisse didn't know who she was or what she was doing. Sleeping with Reed as a distraction wasn't her best idea but since he was her mate, she'd thought it would have eventually happened. Nothing wrong there. But blurting out that she had no problem 'being married' to him was her newest low.
Becaus
I bet Clarisse is regretting not pulling out Robin's hair earlier.
"Congratulations. When's the wedding?" Clarisse asked sarcastically to which Reed rushed to say,"Never going to happen. Stop messing around Robin""Are you sure she understands that or do I have to drill it into her head?"He held back a grin while his wolf beamed with pride. Their mate was defending them. She loved them and didn't want them to be associated with another female "She's joking. Don't take it seriously""Of course. I can't even have fantasies with celebrities but she's allowed to joke about marrying you and I'm supposed to not take it seriously. Right?" She was sharp. He liked that about her. Already, she'd figured out her position was higher than his. All on her own. He'd thought it would take her at least a few months before she pulled rank on him. Things between them were progressing fast and he was realizing how outspoken she was. Her true character
Elliot knew something was wrong. The way the bodies kept showing up outside their border as if the killer's purpose was for them to discover the bodies. Or they were trying to send a message to someone. He wasn't sure. Normally when they killed rebels or rogues, they would leave their bodies in the forest for wild animals. Why was the killer dumping them outside their pack? The first two warriors he'd known without a doubt that Clarisse hadn't killed them. Even if she was a werewolf, she couldn't handle two trained wolves on her own unless she had shifted. Which she hadn't yet.When they found the bodies of the rebels whom Dane had claimed to have fought, he thought they had their answer. As a member, she'd know how to tackle warriors since she could have seen them train once or twice. They also wouldn't have guarded against her, which would make it easier for her to kill them. Her motive
"Ta-da" Clarisse opened her arms, gesturing to her little surprise. Reed raised his eyebrow in question. Another thing she'd noticed he liked doing. She found the way one eyebrow shot up whenever he was asking for an explanation was kind of sexy. But then again, of late everything about him was sexy. Must be the bond that was making her think that way. Aside from his temper, she couldn't find any flaws. How was that possible? Obviously this bond thingy was making her blind. Hiding his bad traits so she'd think he was the perfect man to ever exist. There and then she decided not to be brainwashed by it. Reed was handsome, had a banging bod and was every woman's wet dream but that didn't mean he was perfect. Hence the date she'd prepared. Little by little she was going to find out his imperfections. It was the only way to know if she was going to spend the rest of her life with him. "What is this?" 
He'd forgotten about the mark. During the one time he had gone for a run with the king, Claude had told him about the mark. All royals had it but the location and size varied. It was in the shape of a crescent moon. While Claude's was on his wolf's forehead, Clarisse's was on her side. A big brown moon, the size of his palm, that was visible against her cream white fur. She couldn't hide it even if she wanted to. He wondered why it had appeared now when it wasn't there the last time she'd shifted. Then again, her wolf could be considered a newborn. It was still growing. Her tongue licked his hand making him chuckle again. For some reason, he wasn't scared that the pack had found out. It was bound to be revealed sooner or later. Maybe now they would be more inclined to love and protect her. "Take care of her" he let the thought into all the wolves waiting for her then to Adrian alone added "If anythin
He stepped back, dropped his hands, and gazing at her, his eyes boring into hers. Searching. Clarisse smirked, wondering what was going on in his head. Before she left for the run, he'd been okay. Had even laughed and played with Clarissa. Why had his mood changed all of a sudden? He was more hormonal than she was and that was saying something. Seeing as she was a woman."What? Why are you looking at me like that?""Dry yourself and get dressed. We need to talk""About what?" She asked his retreating back. He had gotten in the shower with his clothes and shoes. Gremma was going to be pissed when she came for laundry. Clarisse stood there waiting for an answer that never came. Biting her lip, she stepped out, dried herself, and put on a robe. Thinking maybe she could seduce his bad mood away. Have him make love to her properly. She didn't mind him taking his frustrations out o
She was gone for two days. He had all his enforcers and warriors searching for her day and night like mad people. Nobody was allowed to sleep or eat until they found her. Reed beat himself up for letting her go. He should have never doubted her. Where had she gone? Her car was found in the middle of the road with no traces of forced entry. Whoever had taken her had done it professionally or she'd gone with them willingly. Her scent indicated that they could have gone South but he wasn't sure. Some enforcers claimed she'd gone North, others East. Knowing how kidnappers worked, he realized they were being sent on a wild goose chase. The longer it took to find her, the more likely they did something to her. He was on the verge of asking the king for help.The imperial enforcers were highly trained and efficient. Maybe they could pick up on something they missed. But that would mean exposing her. For the king to agree to help him, he'd have to tell him who Clarisse was and
The Delta Pride pack was located down South and kept to themselves. They didn't socialize or strike alliances with other packs simply because they weren't interested. They were satisfied with the land they had, steered clear of politics and concentrated on living peaceful lives. Most of them were women who had been rejected by their mates or whose mates had died. They helped each other overcome their grief and find the will to live again. A few were runaways from the Crescent Canines but Titania had brushed her off when she asked why anyone would run away from their pack. She'd said it was complicated and stopped at that. When Clarisse asked why they thought she was their Alpha, they had told her how her mother was the one who formed the pack. "It was a chance meeting. She was snooping around Crescent Canines when she came across my mother. I was only five "Titania said, "I couldn't understand why we
Polished braziers half enclosing each of the twelve travertine columns lit up the lower levels of the throne hall and bathed it in a dancing glow of orange. The relatively simple stonework on the rounded ceiling danced in the flickering light while statues and howling wolf effigies looked down upon the limestone floor of the ostentatious hall.A cobalt rug ran from the throne down the center and looped back from both left and right while swallow tail banners with golden sides covered parts of the walls. Between each banner hung a torch, none but a few were lit and in turn illuminated the sculptures of the fiercest creatures of the kingdom below them. Mikain sauntered in, his eyes moving to the stained glass windows with symmetric designs, framed by veils colored the same cobalt as the banners. A towering throne of silver sat in front of a large window radiating light onto the throne and was adj
They were only a few feet away when they heard a loud bang followed by two more. There was a tremor on the ground that felt like an earthquake as birds and other animals fled from the scene of the explosion. Stones, branches, and dirt flew in every direction while black smoke shot up. The building collapsed. The dungeon. She was still in the dungeon and probably... No. She couldn't be dead. Panic gripped his heart, making him rush forward. Toward the burning building. Golden flames and black smoke rose in the air. Someone grabbed his hand. Pulling him back. "No. Clarisse is in there. Clarisse, Clarisse, Clarisse..." Reed startled awake and turned his head to the side to make sure she was still there. "Why are you awake?" He asked rubbing his eyes "Another nightmare? You were calling my name in your sleep" "Alphas don't have nightmares" he grumbled pulling her into his arm
"You're awake" Pennington said touching his head. He slapped the hand away, sitting up "How are you feeling? I thought being surrounded by her scent might help you wake up faster" Reed stared at Pennington, his head fuzzy. It took him a moment to remember what had happened then he shot his eyes towards him "Where is she? Where's Clarisse?" "She left with her father" "No. That bastard is not her father. Where's Adrian? I'm going to strangle her for taking Clarisse there. Where is she?" Swinging his legs over the bed, he stood up only for a wave of dizziness to send his ass back down. "Take it easy. Whatever drug they gave you is pretty advanced. I've never seen anything like it" "How long have I been out?" "Two days" He eyes widened "Two days? Are you kidding me? Why didn't you wake me up?" "I would have done it if I knew how. Also, Adrian is out looking for the Luna. She h
"Darling princess, you're awake"Her eyes fluttered open, blinking a few times. The earthy scent mixed with chemicals and other scents she couldn't identify assaulted her nose. She crinkled her face, wondering where she was and why the king was so close to her face."Can you move back a little. You're making me uncomfortable""Interesting. I can see some resemblance between you and Ursula but none between us. How is that possible?" He asked straightening."Us?" She asked trying to remember what had happened. She'd saved Reed. He had offered to come with her but the king- no. Not the king. His brother who also happened to be her father. Yes. That's what he'd meant earlier. Maybe it was a good thing she didn't resemble him. Physically he was okay but other things like his personality, well. Clarisse was glad she hadn't inherited that. How did one go a
"Let's see. Turn around" she twirled, giggling excitedly "Beautiful. Where did you get it from?" "Does it matter?" If she told him her friends had made it for her, he'd only nod and ask her to introduce them to him. But if he found out who they were, he'd definitely go ballistic. Ursula thought that it was best to keep her witch friends a secret for now. It wasn't as if they'd always hate them. She believed a day would come when wolves would put their prejudices about witches aside and accept them. "No. Let's go or we'll be late" "Are you really taking me to the palace? You always said it wasn't a place for young silly girls like me" "How old are you now?" "Fifteen" "You're old enough. Before you find your mate, you should learn how to run a pack" "And they're giving lessons on how to do that at the palace?" H
Silver chains dug into his wrist, irritating the already open skin. Pain shot through his hands, spreading down to other parts of his body. His wolf was angry but too week to do anything. Reed concentrated on not moving so as not to worsen the wounds but it was hard because his hands were supporting his dangling body. A body that was battered and in dire need of water. Food was a luxury he didn't dare think about. He attributed his weakness to the poison he'd accidentally injested. Even though it had been neutralized, he hadn't had time to recover before they were attacked again. Although the second time, the rebels had gone there for him. They were like parasites. Cut off a head and another one grew in its place. He couldn't blame anyone but himself for the predicament her was in. Why he'd trusted a madman was beyond him. Indrik had swooped in, saved them, only to flee during the second attack. His e
"Didn't he die along with my mother?"He shook his head "I don't know. No one saw the bodies or attended the funeral" Clarisse gaped at him, not believing what he was saying."Are you guys stupid or what? How could you believe he was dead without seeing any evidence or their bodies?""Why would the king lie about his brother's death?""Oh my God, are you kidding me? People lie all the time. If he wasn't the king, he could have lied so he could ascend the throne. There are so many reasons""You don't get it. The king's word is law. If he walks in here and asks us to merge with the imperial pack, we do it without a question. Because he's the leader of all wolves""So you guys just follow him blindly?""We don't have a choice. Even though there are packs who don't agree with the way he rules, there's nothing they can do. That's
A minor broken statue in a overcast morass marked the entrance to the dungeon. Beyond the broken statue lay a scanty, dark room covered in dead vermin, and small bones. The torch allowed them to see the remnants of a pillaged burial chamber, pillaged and consumed by time itself. Further ahead there were three paths, they took the middle. Its twisted trail led past collapsed rooms and pillaged treasuries and soon they entered a clammy area. There was a round stone in the center, around it a dozen skeletons in a circle. Opal swallowed, knowing who the remains belonged to. They advanced carefully onwards, deeper into the dungeon's shadows, passing a few more rooms and passages, most of which looked just like the other. Eventually they made it to what was likely the final room. A large granite door blocked their path. Dried blood splatters were all over it, somehow untouched by time a
"Where is the rebel's hideout?""No one knows""What do you mean no one knows? So where did Reed go?" She wanted to pull her hair out. How could he have left without a word? She wasn't just anyone. If anything happened to him, she would be hurt the most. Why didn't he at least tell her he was leaving? Some mate he was. Would anyone blame her if she walked away from him? Keeping her in the dark was the most selfish thing he had ever done. When she had decided to stay with the witches, hadn't she called him so he wouldn't worry?Even though she was thinking of leaving, she still called him. And they hadn't been in a relationship then. Now that they were, he couldn't tell her he was leaving? She regretted coming up with that plan. She should have realized something was fishy when he told her to sit out the meeting. When he came back, they would have to start all ove
"Your highness, you're back. How was the trip? Did you have fun? Where's Adrian?""Out of my way before I punch you""Let me carry that for you" Eilie glared at him, making him fold his hands behind his back "Or not""Where's Reed? He should have been waiting for me at the entrance""Your mate is a busy man""Busy with what?""Aside from being an Alpha, he's also the king's man. Before you arrived, he was rarely in the pack""Are you saying I was holding him back from his duties?""No. I mean that he probably reverted back to his workaholic self when you were gone. Are you guys hungry? There's food in the kitchen""This nice act is creeping me out Laurent. Don't you, as the Beta, have things to do?""I'm trying to be nice but you don't appreciate it" he huffed, leaving. Cl