In a show of cockiness he folded his arms behind his head and crossed his feet at the ankles.“What did I do now, brother? You look absolutely feral.” Feigning shock he gasped. “Is today the day I die?”“Yes,” My wolf snarled, the word flying from my lips.“Somehow I doubt that.”With a growl I laun
CaiusWe ordered a few drinks and an appetizer of oysters and salt-roasted prawns. While waiting I continued to scan the doors leading into the restaurant. Every so often I’d lift my eyes to the crystal chandeliers and the bar nestled against the far wall, pretending as if I weren’t waiting for Anas
Knight chortled, “Fucking dickhead.”Just as Jolene, my assistant, and Andrés, my publicist, began going over wedding preparation plans, there was a quiet pop! “Sorry we’re late,” came the voice of Alpha Nox.The Alpha wore a dark suit jacket that sat atop a black sweater. His wife, Luna Lilac, wor
CaiusOne moment the servers pushed in several carts of food and the next shots filled the air.Knight reeled back with a surprised grunt as he was hit in the shoulder. Titus Einar dove in front of his daughter and grandson, taking two to the back. Maverick leapt to his feet, yanking Natasha behind
I looked down and frowned at the blood seeping across my dress shirt. A very expensive dress shirt. Feeling around, I pinpointed where the bullet had entered and exited my torso.“I don’t think it’s hit anything fatal.” I brushed him off. “I’ll have it checked out, but not until everyone else is tak
Caius“Well, we did learn one thing.” Knight said, his voice oddly upbeat considering he’d been shot little over an hour ago.“Pray tell,” Ghost snickered. “Enlighten us on the lesson that almost killed not one, not two, but four Alpha’s.”“We learned the Puppetmaster doesn’t need to see or touch hi
She smirked, “He kicked your ass, didn’t he?”“Him kick my ass? Never, kitty. You should have seen him though. He came up to me all grunting and snarling and accused me of pleasuring his woman better than he ever could—his words, not mine—and of course I told him the truth.”Anastasia snorted behind
Anastasia“We’re falling? We’re actually falling?” My voice was several octaves higher than usual, laced with panic that had me clutching the armrests of the seat for dear life. I could barely hear my own ragged pants through the screaming in my head. “Oh Goddess, we’re falling! We’re going to die.
“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