Nova fell asleep leaning against me in the car. She’s still recovering and her crying jag left her exhausted. If I hadn’t been so worried about Nova and what seeing me killing her father in front of her would do to her, Roy would have been dead before he had gotten to say half of the shit that he did. How? How did my father allow Nova to go back into his care without checking in on her? By all accounts, even his own, Roy is a shithead. The biggest fucking piece of trash that I’ve ever seen. He should have been taken care of years ago and Nova been brought to live in the packhouse as a member of the former beta family. Instead, Nova was left alone and at his mercy for years. While she sleeps, I can’t stop touching her. Nothing pervy. I have my dignity and honor as an alpha and a male that doesn’t take advantage of she-wolves. But any exposed skin, skin that when against mine causes the fated sparks to bloom everywhere…well, that’s a bit different. My fingers brush t
I carry Nova to our room, taking the stairs as smoothly as I possibly can. I don’t want to wake her. She’s already been through so much in her short life and she deserves the respite that sleep can give, even if it’s just for a little bit. I’m nearly up the second set of stairs when I hear footsteps coming up behind me. I stop and turn to see who’s there only to see Jude. And he looks pissed. Eyebrow cocked, I turn back to him, Nova still and quiet in my arms. Jude pulls himself up short when he sees her passed out against me. He hurries up to me and whispers in his low, growly voice, “Get her to bed and then meet us in your office. We’ve got things to talk about.” I don’t even have to ask him who “us” is. I know that it’ll be him and my other three best friends. The same friends who also happen to be in charge of our pack with me. Giving Jude a nod, I turn and move a little faster up the stairs. I don’t know what’s got them pissed, but I know that it’s better to cut it o
I wake up all at once, a gasp leaving my mouth as I try to get my bearings. It takes entirely too long for me to realize that I’m in Alpha Ivan’s bedroom, laying on his bed. Alone. I strain my wolf hearing and scent, attempting to see if anyone else is in the suite with me, but I seem to be alone. I’m not sure what woke me up with such a start, but something feels different. Not exactly wrong different, but definitely…different. Like something’s happening…inside of me. It’s almost like when I shifted for the first time and I immediately turn my mind away from those thoughts. They’re too painful. Too horrific. I had been in the rogue camp still. In the “red tent,” called that for the amount of blood that had been lost to virginities and punishments. I had been on top of a male, one that had just been brought to the camp and was being trained as a sex slave. When the shift came, it was nothing that I could have stopped. Especially not the first shift. And the rearra
I wake once again in the alpha suite. I had been exhausted from Bite arriving and had passed out after she claimed him when he walked in the door. This time, there’s one big different though. I’m wrapped up in something warm that smells fucking divine. The heat that envelopes me and the scent, like cinnamon and apples, lulls me into semi-doze. That is until I realize what the warmth around me is. It’s a body. The second that hits my brain, my eyes pop open and I try to sit up. But the strong arms that are wrapped around me keep me pinned to his side. I look over and see that I’m in Ivan’s arms. His eyes are closed, but he shifts closer to me while simultaneously tucking me even further into his side. His lips brush the skin of my neck and arousal like I’ve never known lights up my system. His voice is whispered and gruff with sleep. “It’s too early, little rabbit. Go back to sleep.” His legs thread through mine and I can feel his cock, thick, long, and very hard,
The growl that rips through me is filled with not just my fury, but with Fang’s as well. It shakes the mirror and the items on the sink countertop. She can’t leave. I won’t let her. She’s mine. My mate. My everything. I’ve already started to fall in love with her.That’s a lie. I am in love with her. I started falling the second that I saw her and I’ve been falling every single day since. If she leaves and I hit bottom…I’ll never recover.Pushing down my anger and practically shoving Fang away from the forefront of my mind, I try to be calm enough to talk to her. “I can help you find him – “But she’s already shaking her head. “No. The second that he knew that you were after him, he’d be in the wind. You’d never find him. It’s me or nothing. And I’m not leaving him. He’s too important.” Her jaw is set in determination. Her eyes are steely. Changing her mind is going to be difficult. Is this why she was saving all that money? To go find him and what? Leave the p
Move over, Fido. I wanna taste her too, I say in our mind to Fang. But Fang doesn’t respond. Well, ok. That’s not completely true. He doesn’t respond verbally. He moves our leg so that one of them wedges between hers. With her pressed against the door, there is no wiggle room. He’s pressing between her legs, directly against her pussy. Opening her legs releases the scent of her arousal into the air and the scent of her musk makes my cock pulsate, not just twitch. I want to be the one making her feel like this. FANG! I bark at him. Give me back my body. Fang literally growls, curling into her body and using our grip on her ass to rock her on our leg. I can feel the heat of her core against my thigh and her panties have started to get wetter. It rubs her arousal against our skin and knowing that she’s this aroused already has me clawing at the barrier that Fang has erected to get to touch her myself. Fang isn’t having to rock her hips anymore, she ‘s moving hersel
“You’re mine and I’m not letting you go.” That’s what Ivan…Fang had said when I told him that I wasn’t good for him. He and Ivan had just laid their feelings out for me. They want me. And they’ll do anything to keep me. And then Fang took me in that devastating kiss. Fuck, this man knows how to use his mouth, Bite says in the back of my head. She’s not wrong. I can already feel my panties getting wet from just the kiss. It’s methodical, calculating, and utterly devastating. I had stiffened the first time that he touched me as a reflex left over from my times with the rogues. But with the help of Bite, the matebond, and my own growing feelings for Ivan, that went away fast. Bite had come forward and was sharing my awareness as Fang basically worshipped my mouth. She wants to badly to introduce herself to her mate, but I think that she knows that if that is going to happen, I have to be comfortable being here. She has to find a way to get me to stay here. And Ivan is
Hearing her talk about another male has both Fang and I in a frenzy. And thinking that she would leave us for him, that she’d give this up, this feeling, this pleasure, this love, this fucking need for each other has me needing to claim her. To exert some of the feelings that the matebond has conjured on her. That’s how we’ve gotten here, her hands tied above her by her shirt, her legs over my shoulders, and my mouth on her pussy. Fucking hell, she tastes divine. Strawberries and musk, and a taste all her own. I press my mouth hard against her, happy to drown in her arousal if that’s what happens. “IVAN!” she screams as I continue to lick her and thrust my fingers into her through her orgasm, refusing to stop even as she rolls into another one. I would give anything to stay here for hours. Days. The rest of my fucking life. She’s mine. Mine. And I’ll never let her go. I growl against her thigh, sucking at the sensitive skin as she breathes heavily above me. It makes her
My mates and I are standing on a large floating platform in the center of the harbor. All the boats have been cleared for today’s ceremony, and the entire pack has gathered along the shore to witness the official welcoming of their Luna and Lune.The platform is made of strong, transparent plastic, giving the illusion that we’re standing directly on the water. Flower petals and floating candles drift both on the surface and around the edges of the platform. A camera positioned at the far end captures the event and projects it onto screens placed throughout the crowd so everyone can see what’s happening.Nova looks stunning in her midnight blue ball gown, her hair swept into a messy bun. Thin straps frame her exposed matemarks, and the dress is low-cut in both the front and back, revealing creamy swaths of skin. The bodice hugs her tightly, while the skirt flows freely into a long, lacy train that shimmers in the sunlight.Cody wears fitted pants and a tailored gunmetal gray vest—no sh
“I really don’t want to do this,” I murmur, tugging at the hem of my skirt again.“Girl, if you don’t stop messing with that skirt, you’re going to unravel it. Stop it!” Lucy punctuates the last word by smacking my hand.I stick my tongue out at her but stop fiddling. Honestly, I think the only reason Lucy isn’t as nervous as I am is because she’s too busy managing me.At least, she doesn’t seem outwardly nervous.But I know her butterflies are causing a full-blown tornado—just like the one twisting in my own stomach.We’re heading to the Hartwood Pack, where Lucy and Cody are from. It’s been two weeks since we brought Cody home.Alpha Timothy was pissed when he realized we had “absconded with one of his most valued packmates.” He threatened to call down the Council of Alphas, press charges against our pack, and even force Ivan to step down as Alpha.All of that might have been intimidating—if it hadn’t taken him four days to even realize Cody was gone. Add in the fact that the three
The second Ivan and Cody establish their matebond, a ripple of power, connection, and pleasure sweeps through all three of us. Bite howls in my mind, the sound echoed by two other wolves—Fang and Howl. Our bond is complete. The three of us are tied together, not only by fate, but by our marks. There is no one—and nothing—beyond the Goddess herself that could tear us apart. “Holy shit,” Cody says. Ivan chuckles. “You can say that again.” “Holy shit,” Cody and I both say at the same time. We all laugh at that. Looking at my mates, I can’t help the affection that thrums through my heart at the sight of them happy together. “Let me get you guys a towel,” I say, slipping off the bed. “And the wet wipes,” Ivan calls after me. I grab both from the bathroom and bring them back so Cody and Ivan can clean up. “Thanks, Estrella,” Cody says as Ivan leans forward to kiss the top of my head. I move to the head of the bed, watching them as they get themselves together. Ivan heads into the
I watch Cody—his chest rising and falling as he catches his breath, eyes glazed over from orgasm. His shoulder-length black hair is fanned out across the bed, giving him a dark halo. His bronze-colored skin shines with sweat, and those chocolate brown eyes are begging for me to touch him.So beautiful. I mean, fucking gorgeous. It’s why I called him lindo.I’d thought hard about what nickname to give him. Nova’s was easy. Seeing her that first time at The Warren in the bunny costume, all timid and shy—she reminded me of the little rabbit she was dressed as. She’ll always be my little rabbit.But Cody and I didn’t have that kind of “meet cute.” Not even close. Still, I needed a name for him, something that felt right.It was Fang who suggested lindo. Clearly, our mate has Hispanic roots, and using that in his nickname felt like a way to honor that.Look at him, Fang says in my head, voice thick with awe. Spread out and waiting for us.Let’s not make him wait, I reply, and lean down to
Howl is going insane inside of me. He wants Ivan. I want Ivan. And we’re finally going to get him.I suck at Ivan’s skin, making a hickey in the spot where I want to put his matemark—right next to Nova’s. One of his hands grips my hair, the other wraps around my back.“Bedroom. Lube.” The words come out strangled with need.Mate! Fuck mate! Bite mate! Make him ours! Howl’s words echo through my mind, getting lost in the frenzied need that pulses between us.I’m working on it, Howl. Calm the fuck down so I can focus on him, I snap back.He smells so good. Feels even better. Fuck, Howl moans, and I know exactly what he means.I know Ivan wants us in the bedroom, but I can’t make myself move. Can’t stop touching him, kissing him, losing myself in him.Thank the Goddess for Nova.“Come on, boys,” she says, grabbing both our hands. “Let’s get to the bedroom. I want to see the two of you laid out before me.”It’s her touch that finally breaks the trance. Her words remind me there’s more t
The desire in Cody’s eyes is hot enough to burn the clothes right off my body.His hands immediately go to my waistband, and his lips crash into mine. I hear the seams protest as he rips my clothing from my legs, his mouth dominating mine.But something I’ve learned in the short time we’ve had Cody with us is that, while Ivan likes it when I submit completely, Cody enjoys the push and pull—he wants to earn that dominance.So I give him as good as I get. Tongue, teeth, and lips collide at the same time his hand moves between my legs and finds me soaking wet.“Fuck,” we both moan against each other’s mouths.Cody’s eyes flick over my shoulder, locking with Ivan’s in a heat so intense I can practically feel it.“Get her shirt and bra off for me. I need to taste her,” Cody orders.I’m about to sass back—because I can take off my own damn clothes—but then two things happen at once: Cody uses his werewolf speed to drop to his knees, throw my legs over his shoulder, and suck my clit into his
“I change my mind,” I rush out, breathing heavy with anxiety. “I pick truth.”Cody cackles from the passenger seat. “Not how the game goes, Estrella (star). You picked dare, so dare it is.”I can feel Ivan’s odd mixture of amusement and worry through our matebond as he leans in through the window. “You’ll be fine, little rabbit. Just go slow. The brake’s on the left. Look where you want to go—your body will follow.”Why am I doing this?Oh yeah—because my asshole best friend and mate thought this would be a great dare.I’m sitting in one of Ivan’s cars in the packhouse driveway. Not only do I not know how to drive, but I’m also expected to drive for twenty minutes without hitting anything. Did I mention this is one of Ivan’s most prized possessions?A Ferrari 812 Superfast in metallic black.Not coincidentally, his favorite car.When his grandfather passed, Ivan got a modest inheritance and invested it in the stock market. He did well—really well. With that money, he bought all his car
It would be easy to let the kiss with Ivan get hot and heavy. Howl is—well, howling in my head, and the matebond is pressing on me to finish it. And damn, I love the texture of his skin against mine: the roughness of the day’s growth he didn’t shave this morning, the angularity of his jaw.It’s so different from kissing Nova—in an intriguing and mind-blowing way.And then there’s the feeling of his callused hands running up my arm and his muscled body pressing against me.Yeah, it would be so easy to fall deeper into this kiss than I think either of us is ready for.So instead of giving in to what I know we both want, I pull back, only to find Ivan staring at me with fiery desire in his gaze.That is doing absolutely nothing to calm the hard-on I’ve got in my pants.Or the angry wolf in my head.Why would you stop? Howl whines.Just… give me some time, okay? We’ll get there. I promise, I tell him.He grumbles but settles, lying down in my mind to watch our mates. He wants the bond com
Cody beat me to the clearing because of Nova’s trick.Normally, that would piss me off, but Fang and I both like that we have a mate who can best us. Occasionally.Plus, Nova gave me the consolation prize of seeing her tits. I’ll still count it as a win.Cody doesn’t gloat—he just has a smug-as-fuck grin on his face as we set up the picnic.I didn’t have much time to prepare, but I’m still pretty proud of myself. I brought all the foods Nova had told our omega, Amelie, that Cody liked, along with several things I know she enjoys too. It’s a mix of lunch and breakfast foods, so I packed orange juice and champagne for mimosas.I grabbed several blankets and pillows—anything to make it comfortable.This place, with its crystal-clear water and canopy of trees, has always been one of my favorite spots.My parents brought me here when I was a kid, along with Jude’s, Bryson’s, and Erick’s families. It’s where the guys—plus Jakobi and me—used to hang out as teens and throw parties. More than a