Anastasia“This is Maverick, my head of security.” Caius grunted, forcefully tearing his eyes away from the skimpy dress I had on. “He and his men will be watching our every move while we’re out.”It was the night of our first official date, the one where our blossoming relationship would be present
“We’ll talk about this later, yeah?”Maverick did another one of those grunts that would’ve scared the pants off of anyone sane and extracted his hand from my hold. He scowled at me, but quickly turned his gaze to Alpha Caius.“Good to go.”Caius tipped his head, “Thank you, Maverick.”“Wow. So, he
“Lovely isn’t a strong enough word to describe her.” He growled, the sound rolling over me. “Don’t you agree?”Leonardo’s grin widened. The cameraman at his side snapped a few pictures of us standing there, staring into one another’s eyes like the doting couple we pretended to be.“Of course, Alpha.
AnastasiaWe took a seat on one of the many velvet sofas and quickly ordered some drinks once a starry-eyed server appeared. A few others in the VIP area approached us wanting a conversation with Alpha Caius, and once they realized who I was, myself as well.Surprisingly, Caius was doing fairly well
“Are you trying to piss me off, Anastasia?” A voice growled in my ear.“Why? Is it working?”I craned my head to look back at him when his hand snaked around my throat, cutting off my air. A delicious floating sensation took root in my head, sending little shockwaves down between my legs.“You keep
Caius“So, will Ghost be able to make him squeal?” Anastasia’s captivating voice filled the small surveillance room.Though the question was for Knight, I turned in her direction and away from the two-way mirror that allowed us to watch the interrogation unfold. Damon was currently out with Maverick
With a huff that caused her lips to part, she ceased her infernal pacing and turned to face the two-way mirror.“I saw my ex in the club.”Forcing my sinister thoughts away, I regarded her with a raised brow. “Your ex. Do you think this tool works for him?”She snorted softly, her eyes on the two-wa
AnastasiaMy words, as totally badass as they were, gave me a moment to swallow back the bile climbing up my throat. Goddess, what had come over me? Or rather, who?Alpha Caius—douchebag—Blackwell, that’s who.I mean, seriously! How dare he? This wasn’t the first time I’d been treated like a common
“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