AnastasiaRealization hits me like a freight train, and it takes everything in me not to look up at Caius—to show him my panic as it plays across my face like a fucking billboard.Hate sweeps into my heart like a poison, rotting me from the inside out.He planned this. That vile, monster of a man pl
I wasn’t sure how long I’d been gone, but when I finally returned to the party I couldn’t find Caius anywhere.I’d been moments away from calling for him through the mind-link when finally I found him.I had thought this day couldn’t get any worse, but clearly I’d been wrong.He stood in the shadows
AnastasiaThe rest of the wedding breezed by, especially once Marjorie and her date were discreetly escorted from the premises.Dinner was long, full of speeches that would’ve brought a tear to my eye had my entire marriage to Caius not been based on a lie. I could hardly focus on keeping up the act
Caius cleared his throat, his brows furrowing. “It wasn’t consensual. Her date’s ability allowed him to enhance other abilities. She was able to stun me with her pheromones. I fought it off, but not quickly enough.” Genuine frustration took hold of him, seeping its way into his voice. “After the Gal
“I’d suggest holding back making any more sounds.” He said over the mind-link. As if to emphasize his point his cock throbbed beneath my feet. “The only male who gets to hear your pleasure is me.”Fucking hell. I could handle grumpy Caius, and even asshole Caius, but seductive, flirty Caius was too
AnastasiaTo absolutely nobody’s surprise the flight was long, and arduous, and downright miserable with Evangline and Knight at each other’s throats the entire time.And to think at one point I thought Caius and I were bad. Hah! We had nothing on Knight and Evangeline. Compared to them we truly wer
Standing on a thick area rug whose pattern of intersecting lines had a very subtle vintage feel, was a man and a woman.The man had dark skin that seemed to glow from within, his hair cropped close to his head. He had an arm around the waist of a curvaceous woman, whose flowing auburn hair I was imm
AnastasiaNatasha smiled at the two of them—a secret smile that had me wondering what the hell she might’ve seen in those visions of hers—and nudged Evangeline forward.“After a stressful, high-profile wedding, and being cooped up on a jet for twelve hours you all deserve a night out. Perhaps it’ll
“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