Unfortunately my mate seems to sense my virtual presence, because she blinks her gorgeous gold eyes a moment later and stretches like a sleepy kitten. Her gaze lands on my face before she even looks at Dad, as if her instincts drew her to the phone in his hand like a magnet. Raw vulnerability transf
3rd Person Cora’s first week working with the doctors at the airfield was both overwhelming and fascinating. She felt like she was lightyears behind the Vanaran physicians in medical expertise and technological know-how, but they were welcoming and patient with her deficiencies. She threw herself
His roguish expression softened, and he replied, “From the looks of it, it’s been the sort that means you’re in dire need of a laugh.” Roger assessed, mouth quirking. “And a stiff drink – perhaps with a friend who’s good at listening.” “And that’s supposed to be you?” She snorted derisively. “If
Ella Darkness, terror, pain – my wolf being torn away. Blinding light, loss… emptiness. I wake screaming, for the sixth day in a row. It’s been a week since Leon uncovered the memory of having my wolf bound, and every night has passed in the same exhausting pattern. I stay awake as long as pos
“You.” I confess, wishing I had both hands free so I could give some attention to my aching breasts. “I’m thinking about all the wicked things you’re going to do to me when you get back.” “Tell me.” Sinclair orders seductively, shifting his own phone so that I can see down below his waist. Licking
Ella I gather Henry, Philippe and Gabriel just after lunch, careful not to hint about my motives for this meeting. Instead I ask them to come to my suite for a chat before returning to their regular daily tasks. Naturally, as my personal guard Philippe would have been here anyway, but when Henry
The men look more uncertain now, exchanging resigned glances which give me hope I’ve finally gotten through to them. They know I’m right, even though they don’t like it. “What about the pup?” Henry questions, throwing out one final impediment to my plans. “This baby survived my first shift – hours
Ella I look back and forth between Roger and Isabel, noting her pallid skin tone and his quiet concern. “How long overdue is the plane?” I inquire, checking the time on my phone. “It was supposed to get in five hours ago. James has never been late before.” Isabel pipes up, bouncing Sadie in he