On that note, the brute grabbed me by my arm and began to drag me to the door, which is exactly how I ended up back in that dingy interrogation room. I took one look at the metal cuffs bolted to the chair and cringed, “Can we maybe skip the bondage part? It gives me the worst rash.” “That’s becaus
Anastasia If there were three things I was good at it was stealing, stripping, and lying my ass off. Jasmine, my old roommate, liked to say that I was a professional bullshitter. Other than Evangeline, she was the only one who truly knew me. We’d met a year ago on the busy streets of San Francisc
“Enough. That is enough.” Alpha Caius bellowed. He turned to Ghost, every one of his muscles deliciously taut. “She’s clearly lying.” “Yes and no.” I tried to flick my hair over my shoulder, but such a feat wasn’t possible when I was bound to a chair. “See, I told you I was a good liar.” Ghost ex
Anastasia I waited until nightfall to make my move. In all that time the sensation of eyes tracking me hadn’t let up. Despite being confident there were no cameras in the bedroom, there was someone watching me. That I was certain of. Practicing my ability while on the run taught me that no one wa
“You watch too many movies.” Damon snarled. “The human government wouldn’t dare risk the peace treaty we have with them.” I sat back in the closet, my mind working a million miles per minute. Wolves were actively going missing across the country. It couldn’t be a coincidence that Jasmine had vanis
Caius Who did this female think she was? Never in my years had I met someone I wanted to throttle more than this pint-sized, blue-eyed, golden-haired, thieving little nuisance of a she-wolf. She steals my favorite car, then proceeds to march around my home like she owns the place. I knew I should
None of us knew what to say. There was every chance what she was saying could be a lie, yet I felt the truth of her words deep within my bones. Now that she had revealed herself, I realized I recognized her name. Many years ago, before our father was killed in battle, he had sat me and my brother’s
Anastasia Alpha Caius went still, recognizing my words as the ones that had fallen from his lips not that long ago. His brothers also quieted, drinking in the tension that pulsed between us. I hadn’t meant to hurl his insult back at him, but Ziva had insisted. He took a step, towering over me as
“Ah, we will in a minute,” Ghost replied, a smile teasing at the edges of his voice.My hand tightened around the envelope, my heart thudding in my chest. Caius stood to his full height and tipped his head to the side. I marveled at the shades of gold woven within his hair and eyes, reflected upon t
The pistachio muffin in my stomach turned to stone.I didn’t even have time to process it before a familiar, hushed voice slipped straight into my skull.“Someone has a secret. What would your husband think?”I jumped and growled under my breath. “Show yourself you shadow-dwelling freak.”Ghost popp
AnastasiaThe scent of caramel and whiskey grew, melting into a mouthwatering concoction that made my pussy ache. I forced my eyes open and frowned. “This isn’t my room.”“No,” He kicked the door shut. “It’s mine.”I made a sound of confusion, which he dutifully ignored, and instead placed me in his
Damon’s voice dropped low. “Makes sense. Anastasia’s mother raises her to conceal her ability at all costs and trains her to lie like an expert. Years later, she fakes her own death. We assumed these were for protection from Vladimir, but that’s quite a lot of hoops to jump through for one man. She
I didn’t say anything to the guys, though. There was no sense in spoiling Fallon’s fun.Ghost spoke around a mouthful of ramen. “My spies in Vladimir’s pack are reporting small uprisings among some of the townspeople. Apparently, they’ve been moved by all that you’ve done for them. Pretty unhappy Vl
AnastasiaI padded into the kitchen, my socks sliding along the floor. The scent of sesame oil and soy sauce clung to the air, a welcome distraction from the thoughts gnawing at the edges of my mind. The takeout bags sat on the counter, still warm, and I already knew which one was mine. He’d gotten
“You were made to be mine.” I tore the robe from her body and relished the sound of fabric splitting. Grabbing her wrists, I pinned them behind her back and flipped her around so that her back was flush against my chest. Sweeping an arm out, I cleared my desk of everything, earning a gasp from Anast
I kept moving, my senses stretched as far as they could go. A soft shuffle, nearly undetectable, had me turning left. I continued to follow the hall, turned again, then stopped when I saw her.At the very end of the hallway, bathed in shadows and pale slants of moonlight, was my wife. She was hardly
CaiusUpon returning home, I had one of the few remaining staff draw Anastasia a bath. The woman spent most of her time in there. Not that I paid much attention.Only I did.I told myself it didn’t matter. That I wasn’t counting the minutes she spent in there, listening for the hum of that fucking t