I wake up to the sound of banging on the door to the bedroom I’m in. “Luna! Luna! Open the door! It’s Ivan!” I kind of recognize the voice, but it’s not one that I know really well. I’m really groggy and I know it’s because of pain meds for my ribs. But the insistent banging on the door will not let me sink back into the oblivion that I had been a part of. I groan as I pull myself into a sitting position. The pounding hasn’t stopped. If anything it’s gotten more urgent. “Luna! Please open the door!” I call out, “Just come in! Geez. You’ll break the door down.” The pounding stops for a long beat before the door opens. And there is the huge giant of a man that is Beta Jude standing in the doorway. “Shit! I mean, I’m so sorry, Beta. I didn’t mean to be so disrespectful!” I’m trying to bend my neck to him while standing and maintaining my balance and there’s no way that I can do all of those three at the same time. I start to fall and the Beta runs into the roo
Jude sighs, taking a long pull off of his beer bottle. “And it’s not good, Ivan. I just…I want to make sure that you’re ready for this.” I can see the truth of what he’s saying in my friend’s eyes. He’s worried for me. For how I’m going to take this news. And that’s how I know that it’s going to be bad. I push my plate of food away from me, knowing that I’m not going to want to eat once I’m finished with this. The good mood that I had when I brought Nova home is gone as I reach for the journals. I sit there while Jude picks at his food. I don’t know how long I read or how much of it that I even fully comprehend. It’s just so…sick. So fucking evil. It takes my brain several moments to process what I’m seeing and I know that I read several pages, paragraphs, sentences over and over before my mind can process what has been done to wolves right here on my territory. She-wolves and pups were stolen by or given to the rogues for the sole purpose of human trafficking. Slaves.
Ivan carries me back to his room…our room, and we both shower. Thankfully, there is a seat in shower, so I don’t have to stand or have Ivan help me in there. Yeah, I kissed him, but I’m not ready for anything more than that. After getting dressed, Ivan helped me into the bedroom and onto the bed, then went to shower himself. I sit in the bed, waiting for Ivan to finish in the shower and think. I think about all the horrible tings that I’ve endured: the beatings, the rapes, the starvation, and the pain. The fact that I was turned into a rogue when I was 10 and that even when I was saved, I wasn’t really. I was just thrown into another kind of hell with Roy. I think about the mother that I can barely remember and how she left without taking me. How she left me with Roy, knowing what he was able to do to her, she left a 10-year-old in his care without a thought. How do you do that to your own pup? I don’t understand either my sperm donor or my incubator. I can’t call them
They had taken my blood to run tests while I was in the hospital, but it had been disposed of after they had completed their tests. So, I get to get stuck again.Yay, me.I know that it’s really weird that after everything that I’ve been through that I’m afraid of needles, but in my defense, nothing good has ever happened to be when I was stuck with a needle. I’d been injected with way too many things when with the rogues that even routine bloodwork is not going over well.“There’s got to be some blood left in the lab! You don’t need do to this,” I say, trying to convince Dr. Fern that he doesn’t need to take more blood.He looks at me, my body nearly curled into a corner and hiding behind Ivan and I see surprise followed by sympathy flow over his features. “You’re afraid of needles, aren’t you?”I try to put on a brave face, blowing out a breath. “Afraid of needles? Me? Why would you ask that?” Even as I’m talking, I’m trying to edge my way towards the door. I’m starting to
After lunch, Nova elects to take a nap. With how malnourished, abused, and freshly beaten up she was when we got her to the hospital, it’s a wonder that she’s able to walk around at all, let alone having to deal with everything that has been thrown at her recently. Especially without a complete connection to her wolf. She still gets tired easily and needs to rest frequently. I would have loved to have stayed in the room with her, just holding her while she slept. But we’re not quite there yet. Not since she’s come back from the hospital at least. And in light of everything that I’ve found out about her, I understand that I need to take things slow with her. So, even though Fang is pushing for me to stay and watch over her, I head to my office to try to get some work done. I’ve pushed off but the most urgent things to be with Nova while she’s been healing. I’ve got to get on top of things while I can. Unfortunately, I’m only in there for about ten minutes before there’s a
I’m in the middle of a dream about Ivan that I will never admit to having to anyone.He’s on top of me, inside of me, thrusting hard in and out of me. I’ve had sex before, though forced. Even under those circumstances, I was able to find some pleasure in it. But I’ve never found anything like this. It’s like he knows every place to touch me to make me moan.“Does that feel good, little rabbit? Do you like the way that my cock fills you up?” he whispers in my ear as he moves in and out of me. I can feel his breath fan against my ear, his voice a low rasp that goes right to my core.“Yes. Oh, Goddess! Don’t stop,” I moan, my hands tangling in his air, clutching at his arms, and clawing at his back.“Fuck, baby, I couldn’t stop if I wanted to,” he groans. “You feel too fucking good. This pussy is so fucking tight and you need to get up, Nova.”Even as good as he’s making me feel, that odd segue pulls me up short. “What?” I gasp, barely able to focus.Ivan looks at me, still pu
Roy’s story comes out in fits and starts between him being an asshole and having to stop because of the pain that he’s in. His wolf is still trying to heal him. It’s just not working. Is it bad that I’m finding satisfaction in that? The Goddess will have to give me some leeway here because I just can’t find it in me to be upset about it. The story that Roy told went like this: He was the second born of the beta of the pack. His brother, Robert, was given everything: all of the attention, all of the support, all of the power. (Huge eye roll from me, but I could feel Ivan tensing beside me. I know that Roy was glossing over shit and making himself the victim, but it seems that there is more to it. I’ll have to ask about it later.) Roy was left to fend for himself and he had always known that he would be a better beta than his brother. Roy had a mind of his own, ideas to help the pack succeed, and the ability to make people listen. Robert was just a people pleaser. He would
“Daddy? Why are we here?” I know I’m whining and Daddy hates whining, but I can’t help it. It’s cold and dark and scary and I want to go home. “Shut the fuck up!” he orders. Though his voice is gruff and the words that he says are mean, he isn’t really paying attention to me right now. He’s too busy peering into the gloom that’s all around us. Daddy looks down at his watch and then looks back into the trees that surround us. His movements are fast and jerky, like he’s on that special medicine again. Well, more like he needs to have another shot with the special medicine. He always gets meaner whenever he needs the special medicine. “Are we really going to see Mommy out here?” I ask. That’s what Daddy had told me when he made me get out of bed. He was bringing me out into a deep dark part of the words beyond our pack borders where the teachers always tell us that we’re never allowed to go so that we could get Mommy and bring her home. He
Roy’s story comes out in fits and starts between him being an asshole and having to stop because of the pain that he’s in. His wolf is still trying to heal him. It’s just not working. Is it bad that I’m finding satisfaction in that? The Goddess will have to give me some leeway here because I just can’t find it in me to be upset about it. The story that Roy told went like this: He was the second born of the beta of the pack. His brother, Robert, was given everything: all of the attention, all of the support, all of the power. (Huge eye roll from me, but I could feel Ivan tensing beside me. I know that Roy was glossing over shit and making himself the victim, but it seems that there is more to it. I’ll have to ask about it later.) Roy was left to fend for himself and he had always known that he would be a better beta than his brother. Roy had a mind of his own, ideas to help the pack succeed, and the ability to make people listen. Robert was just a people pleaser. He would
I’m in the middle of a dream about Ivan that I will never admit to having to anyone.He’s on top of me, inside of me, thrusting hard in and out of me. I’ve had sex before, though forced. Even under those circumstances, I was able to find some pleasure in it. But I’ve never found anything like this. It’s like he knows every place to touch me to make me moan.“Does that feel good, little rabbit? Do you like the way that my cock fills you up?” he whispers in my ear as he moves in and out of me. I can feel his breath fan against my ear, his voice a low rasp that goes right to my core.“Yes. Oh, Goddess! Don’t stop,” I moan, my hands tangling in his air, clutching at his arms, and clawing at his back.“Fuck, baby, I couldn’t stop if I wanted to,” he groans. “You feel too fucking good. This pussy is so fucking tight and you need to get up, Nova.”Even as good as he’s making me feel, that odd segue pulls me up short. “What?” I gasp, barely able to focus.Ivan looks at me, still pu
After lunch, Nova elects to take a nap. With how malnourished, abused, and freshly beaten up she was when we got her to the hospital, it’s a wonder that she’s able to walk around at all, let alone having to deal with everything that has been thrown at her recently. Especially without a complete connection to her wolf. She still gets tired easily and needs to rest frequently. I would have loved to have stayed in the room with her, just holding her while she slept. But we’re not quite there yet. Not since she’s come back from the hospital at least. And in light of everything that I’ve found out about her, I understand that I need to take things slow with her. So, even though Fang is pushing for me to stay and watch over her, I head to my office to try to get some work done. I’ve pushed off but the most urgent things to be with Nova while she’s been healing. I’ve got to get on top of things while I can. Unfortunately, I’m only in there for about ten minutes before there’s a
They had taken my blood to run tests while I was in the hospital, but it had been disposed of after they had completed their tests. So, I get to get stuck again.Yay, me.I know that it’s really weird that after everything that I’ve been through that I’m afraid of needles, but in my defense, nothing good has ever happened to be when I was stuck with a needle. I’d been injected with way too many things when with the rogues that even routine bloodwork is not going over well.“There’s got to be some blood left in the lab! You don’t need do to this,” I say, trying to convince Dr. Fern that he doesn’t need to take more blood.He looks at me, my body nearly curled into a corner and hiding behind Ivan and I see surprise followed by sympathy flow over his features. “You’re afraid of needles, aren’t you?”I try to put on a brave face, blowing out a breath. “Afraid of needles? Me? Why would you ask that?” Even as I’m talking, I’m trying to edge my way towards the door. I’m starting to
Ivan carries me back to his room…our room, and we both shower. Thankfully, there is a seat in shower, so I don’t have to stand or have Ivan help me in there. Yeah, I kissed him, but I’m not ready for anything more than that. After getting dressed, Ivan helped me into the bedroom and onto the bed, then went to shower himself. I sit in the bed, waiting for Ivan to finish in the shower and think. I think about all the horrible tings that I’ve endured: the beatings, the rapes, the starvation, and the pain. The fact that I was turned into a rogue when I was 10 and that even when I was saved, I wasn’t really. I was just thrown into another kind of hell with Roy. I think about the mother that I can barely remember and how she left without taking me. How she left me with Roy, knowing what he was able to do to her, she left a 10-year-old in his care without a thought. How do you do that to your own pup? I don’t understand either my sperm donor or my incubator. I can’t call them
Jude sighs, taking a long pull off of his beer bottle. “And it’s not good, Ivan. I just…I want to make sure that you’re ready for this.” I can see the truth of what he’s saying in my friend’s eyes. He’s worried for me. For how I’m going to take this news. And that’s how I know that it’s going to be bad. I push my plate of food away from me, knowing that I’m not going to want to eat once I’m finished with this. The good mood that I had when I brought Nova home is gone as I reach for the journals. I sit there while Jude picks at his food. I don’t know how long I read or how much of it that I even fully comprehend. It’s just so…sick. So fucking evil. It takes my brain several moments to process what I’m seeing and I know that I read several pages, paragraphs, sentences over and over before my mind can process what has been done to wolves right here on my territory. She-wolves and pups were stolen by or given to the rogues for the sole purpose of human trafficking. Slaves.
I wake up to the sound of banging on the door to the bedroom I’m in. “Luna! Luna! Open the door! It’s Ivan!” I kind of recognize the voice, but it’s not one that I know really well. I’m really groggy and I know it’s because of pain meds for my ribs. But the insistent banging on the door will not let me sink back into the oblivion that I had been a part of. I groan as I pull myself into a sitting position. The pounding hasn’t stopped. If anything it’s gotten more urgent. “Luna! Please open the door!” I call out, “Just come in! Geez. You’ll break the door down.” The pounding stops for a long beat before the door opens. And there is the huge giant of a man that is Beta Jude standing in the doorway. “Shit! I mean, I’m so sorry, Beta. I didn’t mean to be so disrespectful!” I’m trying to bend my neck to him while standing and maintaining my balance and there’s no way that I can do all of those three at the same time. I start to fall and the Beta runs into the roo
That almost kiss, that teasing brush of our lips against each other, that fucking interrupted teasing taste of my mate has been fucking with my head ever since Sean interrupted us. I can tell that Nova has been thinking about it just as much as I have by the number of times her fingers go to her lips or she absently sucks on her bottom lip into her mouth. I want to touch her, claim her, kiss her so she knows exactly what I feel for her. But I also felt her body stiffen when she realized what I was doing. She isn’t ready for that. And I’m not allowing myself and my desires to scare my mate away. I’ll give her as much time and patience as she needs.She’s worth it. I can already tell that.She was still feeling some pain from the two broken ribs that she had, so walking was difficult for her. Hello, with broken ribs, just breathing hurts, but so do large body movements. So, she allowed me to push her in a wheelchair, to help her in and out of the car, and to get her into our ro
I come out of the bathroom and he’s there. I come back from getting x-rays and an occupational therapy checkup and he’s there. I open my eyes and h’s fucking there. The goddess-damned alpha will not leave me alone. “Don’t you have something to do?” I ask, trying hard not to whine. He smiles up at me from the foot of my bed. “Like what?” He has to know that he’s annoying me. Is he getting pleasure from annoying me? Is this fun for him? Because it is SO NOT fun for me. “I don’t know,” I say, throwing my hands up in the air before waving towards the door. “Alpha things. Alpha things that make you leave this room and away from me. Preferably far away from me and for a long time.” He just chuckles and looks at me like I have rainbows shooting out of my ass. “You’re not used to having other wolves around much, are you?” I throw a glare at him, but it’s just when he starts stretching. With his arms way over his head, his shirt rides up showing a swath of tanned six p