He and Anastasia reclined in their chairs, cucumbers over their eyes, and a chunky face mask—that smelled suspiciously like celery—painted over their cheeks. I drew my line at the face masks. Two days later she strutted her way into my office, flashing a saccharine smile at my assistant that had h
Caius “WOOO-HOOO! CRUSH IT! CRUSH IT INTO OBLIVION!” My darling fiancé bellowed, leaping up from the stands as Grave Digger, the neon-green monster truck, plowed over the shell of an old F-150. She bounced on the balls of her feet, screeching through her cupped hands as Grave Digger was followed
I took one look at the crowd, namely the males that had been leering at her, and grumbled. “I’ll take you.” “I don’t need you to escort me,” She puffed out her chest, which really only served to hike her breasts up even further. “I did save your life after all.” “I saved yours right after, and I d
I craved more of what happened back in my home theatre. I craved the little sounds she made, all cute and soft despite Anastasia’s hard exterior. “I want these off,” I growled against her lips, my fingers yanking at her jean shorts. “Now, Anastasia. Don’t make me tell you twice.” “Fuck,” she exhal
Anastasia I should have recognized Caius’s silence as panic after what happened between us in the bathroom. At first, I’d assumed he was being his usual brooding self, but that wasn’t the case. It was the bond. Or rather, his intense hatred of it. I’ll admit, it hurt. It hurt a lot to know the ma
He shrugged. “Never gave it much thought.” “Uh huh,” I drawled, slipping past him. “Find me tomorrow night and maybe if I’m in a better mood we can get wine drunk and complain about how useless mates are.” I looked back. “Have a good night, Knight.” I made it to my bedroom when I realized he was
AnastasiaAfter the whole debacle where I caught Caius with his pants down (literally), I might have expedited the shipping on my rose toy.A girl had needs, and if a certain broad-shouldered brute refused to do anything about it then I had to take matters into my own hands.Since I didn’t have acce
Pretty sure we weren’t talking about ice cream anymore.Just like that the dark light in his gaze was snuffed out. I could physically see him retreating into himself, fighting against any shred of attraction between us in fear of giving into the bond.His spine stiffened. He took another long drink
The healer arrived then, knocking softly on the door. I didn’t pay them any mind as they entered, or as they touched around my forehead with cold fingers. My mind was lost, replaying Caius’s words.Once the healer left, taking with them my throbbing headache, I took a slow, steady breath and looked
AnastasiaCaius’s jaw clenched, his eyes flashing dangerously. A crack of thunder sounded from outside. “I should have torn them apart,” he growled, his voice low and menacing.I shrugged, trying to maintain my nonchalant facade. Caius’s rage was like being swept away in a storm. “You didn’t know. B
I watched in utter bewilderment as his face slowly transformed into a grin.“You steal my shirt, interrupt my hangover, and now you’re making jokes?”At some point we must’ve made it to his office, because he nudged open the door and stepped inside all without jostling my coffee. The retort died in
AnastasiaI had done an excellent job of avoiding Caius all morning. Or so I thought.Once Evangeline went home, I froze time long enough to make a mad dash downstairs. The throbbing in my head was relentless. Every werewolf knew magic and alcohol did not mix, but most of us were too stubborn to lis
“I’m doing this because I’m a good person,” I announced, purely because I was becoming more and more intoxicated, and I needed to remind myself why I shouldn’t go through with Evangeline’s revenge plot. This felt like the simplest reason. “Hype me up before I do something I’ll regret, and we both kn
AnastasiaEvangeline’s eyes shimmered with mischief. “I have a fun fact for you. The Windsor family spent upwards of 1.4 million dollars in PR firms, cybersecurity experts, and legal teams. They staged a scrub that spanned the globe, Ana. That takes money and power. It’s like CIA level shit. I’m tal
“Blackwell adventures.” As we descended into laughter, neither of us commented on the undertone of sadness in our voices, or how it fell upon the room like a dark shroud.I leaned back against the headboard and searched through the snippets of my memory. “There was something else. At one point the h
Anastasia“I’m a coward, aren’t I?” I brought my knees up to my chest with a huff. The bruises peppered along my body had healed long ago, but still I felt the phantom ache, the incessant reminder, of what had happened between Caius and I in that forest.I swore it was the mark playing tricks on me,
“This entire thing is incredibly barbaric,” I whisper-hissed. “They didn’t let me clean myself, as I’m sure you and everyone else know.”Radiating an air of pure smugness, Caius leaned down and murmured in my ear. “Because I ordered them not to.”As if on cue, an upbeat melody drifted through the ai