This was all likely just my daddy issues rearing their ugly heads.“I mean he did buy us stuff, protect us from bad guys, take us on dates, and gave us lots of orgasms. Plus he rubs our feet and checks out our ass when he thinks we’re not looking.” Ziva said. If she had fingers I knew she’d be ticki
The server paused as he realized I was right. Worry and even a glimmer of fear flickered within his eyes as he forced a smile. “A-Another, Luna?”I didn’t look at Caius as I said, “Yes, if you will.”Like most men, my husband wasn’t one for being ignored or disobeyed. Since I refused to look his way
AnastasiaWhen one-by-one the guy’s eyes glazed over I knew they were being mind-linked.For the second time I was kept out of the loop. Left stewing with questions, drowning in confusion, not trusted enough to know what was happening as it happened.“Maybe we should freeze time and pinch them all.”
We were an hour away from Vancouver General Hospital when we received a call that the Canadian government had picked Fallon up and now had her in holding. That was both a good and a bad thing.She was safe from the humans in the hospital, but whoever was taking these wolves were clearly in positions
Anastasia“Fallon was unresponsive when she was first found. Doctors believe she went into shock from traveling as far and long as she had. Initially, she was severely dehydrated and malnourished. Our experts say her wolf did not have the necessary strength to come forward and provide her body with
I looked at the others. “South? So that’s the direction she was traveling.”“Yes, it looks like it.” Minister Tremblay replied. “The unit we sent out came back a few days ago. They tracked her for a little over two miles before the trail went cold.”“And how far of a net did they cast at the dead zo
Anastasia“They’ll do what’s best for her.” Ziva’s reassurance filled me with a nice hit of calm. “They may be sexy, fumbling cavemen, but they’ve got good hearts. Even Ghost’s mean ass clearly cares about her.”Fallon shuffled out wearing the grey sweatshirt and pants the medical center had given h
Fallon’s face went from red, to normal, to pale all within the span of a few seconds. Her breathing came heavy and all at once the guys started acting like what Ziva described as geriatric mother-hen’s.Knight raced into the bedroom suite to grab blankets and fuzzy socks, his shadows dripping behind
“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