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
AnastasiaI squealed loudly and snatched it from his hands, causing his eyes to widen. He made an odd choking sound that was more like a rumble considering his voice was so deep and took a step back.“Thanks, Maverick! You’re the best.”He ground out something unintelligible before retreating down t
A few of his shadows shot out from seemingly nowhere and hit me right in the face. I fell back, clawing at my cheeks and eyes.“Get your insufferable ass back here,” I panted. “Fucking thief!”“You’re one to talk!” I heard him shout back.Once I could see again, I sprinted after him. He was nearing
AnastasiaCome and prove it?He sat there on the bench that typically housed the fluffy robes I enjoyed putting on after a hot bath, his massive frame and domineering expression commanding every ounce of my attention.My wolf purred—purred like the no-good hussy she was—because if there was one thin
“Quit stalling, woman. If this is all you’ve got then consider me unimpressed. Damon hasn’t slept with a woman in years and even he could do a better job.”“Poor baby,” I crooned, a jolt of perverse pleasure washing over me as I spotted the massive tent in his pants. “If that’s how you feel then may
Moving it nice and slow for Caius, I pinched my nipple hard and cried out as the bite of pain melted with pleasure. In my mind I wasn’t writhing in a half-full bathtub but pinned beneath the domineering Alpha determined to watch me orgasm.I could see him in my head, the thick bands of muscle adorni
AnastasiaThat night, after royally pissing off Caius, I made the executive decision to stay with Evangeline until the day of the wedding.I needed time and a place to gather my thoughts and get my damn feelings straight. Of course I called Maverick and let him know where I’d be. I didn’t want to wo
“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