I come back to the bar, shaking from my encounter with the alpha. I must be breathing heavily and pale based on the way that Jorge is looking at me. “What did the, alpha want?” he asks, his voice low and intense, though he isn’t looking at me. His eyes have never left the other females, his eyes never ceasing to make sure that everything is above board. Me, I scream in my head. “Whiskey, neat,” I say instead. I know that fear has to be pumping out of my pores and the only reason that it isn’t perfuming the room is the descenting spray that I’m wearing. Jorge turns around. “Raoul, get the alpha’s drink. I’ll run it to him personally. Nova, you go make sure that the pool area is ready for the alpha and his party.” “Jorge, he’ll be pissed. He’s specifically said that he wants me to wait on him tonight.” Among other things. Jorge turns around and he must see what I already know to be true. The alpha’s eyes are still on
The look on here face is absolutely priceless. I know that the girl isn’t charmed. I know that she doesn’t want to kiss me. Not yet anyway. What I also know is that my little rabbit will do just about anything to get out of my hands at the moment. So asking her for a kiss right now isn’t out of the question. “Ivan?” she squeaks out, the uncertain look on her face looking utterly adorable. Something about my scent is working on her, but not enough that it can overcome her fear. I need to work on that. I move in close to her, so that much of our bodies come into contact with each breath that either of us takes. Goddess above do I want to scent her. She has to smell absolutely delectable. “I said, that I’ll happily take some of the whiskey on offer. But you have to kiss me.” A sly smirk comes over her face, one that nearly obliterates the apprehensive look in her eyes. “Of course.” She presses into me and Fang nearly
I do not like this feeling. Or should I say feelings. Because it isn’t just one thing that I’m feeling as the alpha runs may hands along his skin. Fear is a big one. It would be so fucking easy for me to fall in the water. For my descenting spray to wash off of me. For my makeup to wash off and my mark to be revealed. And then everyone would know that I’m a rogue. And I won’t be safe anymore. I’m also feeling a nervous excitement. I didn’t feel it before we touched, but now that we have, there is almost this electrical current moving from his skin to mine. It’s sending a need through me that I have never felt before and a desire to stoke it even further. It doesn’t help that my wolf is going insane inside of me, growling and wanting to come to the forefront to touch the alpha. The look in his eyes is intoxicating and, for a moment, I’m completely captivated. “Take my shirt off, Nova,” he whispers and that nervous ex
I had been pushed into the deep end, the pool floor ten feet below me. I’m trying hard to get my head above the water and I know that if I can relax I could probably figure out the floating thing. But I screamed as I fell into the water and I can feel my lungs constricting and burning for air. There’s no relaxing when you’re running out of air. But even I know this much about the human body: if your body needs oxygen desperately then there’s no way that you can stop it from taking a breath. You can put it off for a bit, but your body will eventually force you to take a breath. So, yeah. I’m panicking just a bit. I try with uncoordinated slices and slaps of my hands at the water to pull myself up as I continue to sink down into the water. I try to kick my legs like I’ve seen others do when they swim, but I’m too panicked. All I was doing was tiring myself out and burning the little bit of air that I still have in my lungs. It doesn’t take lon
SHIT! Goddess-damned, motherfucking shit! His eyebrows pinch and his eyes widen as he takes in my rogue mark. He’s distracted by what he’s just discovered and I use that to my advantage. Twisting from his grip, I take the towel that was in his hands and press it to my face as I move to stand and pull away. I’m winded and weak from nearly drowning and I know that my body right now is in fight, flight, or freeze mode. I am fleeing as fast as possible. The second that I’m standing, I pull the ponytail out of my hair, letting it down and pulling it to cover my face. Luckily, my bunny headband had fallen off in the pool, along with my heels. I don’t have to worry about that stopping my hair from falling across my mark. The next thing that I do is haul ass out of there. I don’t know how much of my mark is exposed and I’m sure that the descenting spray is gonna wear off soon. The other wolves will be able to scent me out. They’ll smell
I make sure that the partition is closed between me and Edie, my driver, before saying through the intercom, “Take us back to the packhouse.” I can’t having him scenting that she’s a rogue. I can’t have anyone figuring that out, but I need time to figure out what I’m going to do, so back to the packhouse it is. “Yes, alpha,” Eddie responds and then we pull away from the back entrance of the Warren. Obviously, Nova didn’t know how often I have snuck in and out of the Warren. I can’t have my pack knowing everything about my sex life. This is a routine thing for me, so I was able to mindlink Eddie and have him bring the car around when I realized that was where she was going. I had to use my alpha tone when I realized that she was almost out the door and that her rogue scent would be out in the air. I can’t have anyone else scenting her. It’s not that a rogue scent is a bad scent. But it’s very different from the scent of our pack. Each differen
The ride to the packhouse is tense, but at least it’s only about a 20-minute ride. She keeps my shirt fisted in her hands but hasn’t put it on yet. She just sits there coiled, ready to fight or run, whatever will get her away. Her eyes never leave me, though she’s not looking at my face. She’s watching my body. The movements of my face, the center mass of my body. Hell, she could give my warriors some pointers with how vigilant she is to make sure that she is safe and how she knows to watch me for any threat. It makes something in me ache that she knows to do that. I know every wolf that is in training as a warrior. I participate in the training of the higher-level wolves on a daily basis, but at least drop by every other training group two to three times a week. She’s never been in one.It means that she’s had to learn these survival skills the hard way.As an alpha, I don’t like to know that any of my pack members are going through something like that.
The sparks that flow over my skin at Nova’s touch have me closing my eyes and biting back a moan. I can easily see how this would be addicting, which worries me. Even if she joins the pack, can I accept her as my mate? How long as she been here? Why does no one else know? Is she a harbinger of something worse happening? The easiest way to find answers to these questions is to ask her, but I can’t do that until I get her to my room. We hurry up the stairs and make it to the floor of my gamma and delta’s families. Straining my ears and scent the air, I can tell that no one is in the hallway and I nearly sprint across the landing, Nova able to keep up with me easily. The stairway that we just came through is private, just for the leadership of the pack and their families. We use it as a way to escape in times of attack, especially to get the pups out. It’s not that it’s a secret, it’s just faster. What is secret is the stairwell that is behind
It’s so warm in here.Like, stifling warm.Did we accidentally turn on the heat before bed?But the bed is also way too comfortable for me to get out.Sparks flow up and down my body on both sides, and the scents of vanilla and strawberries mix with peppermint and coffee—the heady blend swarming me out of the haze of sleep. All I feel is desire. Stark and demanding.Nova is facing me, her head tucked under my chin, her delicious body pressed against every inch of mine.My cock has definitely taken notice of the fact that she’s here, jerking where it’s pressed between us.But then I feel movement along my back where her hand isn’t.Cody.He has a leg thrown over mine, one arm wrapped around my waist, keeping me pulled tight against him.I love Nova in my arms, and the thought that I could just hike her leg up and sink into her is extremely hot.But she’s not the one I’m thinking about right now.Right now, all of my attention is on Cody—and the way his body molds against mine.The way h
Fuuuuuuck.She feels so Goddess-damned good.The feeling of Nova wrapped around me and beneath me is even better than I thought it would be.And Ivan watching us, telling us what to do, his eyes locked on me? It’s so fucking hot I could burst into flames.“Shit! Cody! That feels so damn good,” Nova moans beneath me. Her eyes are half-lidded, her head thrown back on Ivan’s shoulder, and her tits bounce in front of my face.Fuck, the sounds she’s making have me moving faster, punching into her with each thrust. She shifts against Ivan with each movement, and the way he bites his bottom lip and watches me through darkened eyes makes my balls tighten.His hands are still spreading Nova’s legs wide, and every time I bottom out in her, I feel his skin brush against mine.“You want to make her cum, Cody?” Ivan asks, his finger caressing my hip.“Yes,” I grit out through clenched teeth.Ivan leans in, whispering in Nova’s ear. “You’re gonna cum for our mate, and then I’m gonna fuck your face
When I walked in here, I hadn’t planned for things to go down like this. Honestly, I thought we’d talk—maybe drink some coffee.But the second I smelled their mixed scents in the air, the desire hit me hard. It was just like how it had been with Nova before we marked each other. Everything about her pulled me in, the tension building with every hour we stayed unmarked. It only eased after I marked her—and disappeared completely when she marked me.Being this close to both of them now, barely touching, is torture.And then Nova’s arousal hits the air? Yeah, there was no way this wasn’t happening.The feel of her soft skin under my fingertips, the gasps and moans in my ears, the hitch in her breath when I suck on her mate mark—it's all so fucking good. And with Cody’s gruff voice and invigorating scent wrapping around us? It’s a high I could drown in.Every time Cody’s hands brush mine, sparks shoot up my arms. Touching both of my mates at once lights me up in ways I didn’t expect. It ma
Both males inhale deeply, smelling the arousal pooling between my legs, their eyes closing as they savor the scent.When they open their eyes, both have darkened with their wolves coming to the surface.“Fuck, she smells good,” Cody says, his voice gravelly with lust.I can’t help but bite my bottom lip as Ivan’s gaze roves all over me and he says, “She tastes even better.”It causes Cody to growl, and me to moan. All I can think about is having both of their hands, both of their mouths on me. Both of their cocks inside of me. Fuuuuuck. I need that. Now.Using their werewolf speed, they’re both on me. Cody takes my mouth in our first kiss together. It’s filthy, the way he sucks at my lips, his tongue licking into my mouth like he can’t get enough of the taste of me. I can barely keep up, trying my best to follow his lead.Ivan is behind me, kissing and sucking at his mark on the side of my neck. It sends burning hot need racing down my spine and straight to the apex of my thighs. My n
I wake to the feeling of sparks flaring along my skin.That’s not unusual—it's how Ivan usually wakes me.What is unusual is that the sparks are on… my feet.It’s odd enough that I crack one eye open.Cody is smiling at me, his hands kneading my feet.“Hey. Good morning.” His voice is husky from sleep, eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and… lust.Fuck.That voice, that look, and the way those sparks course up from his touch—it all goes straight to my core. And I silently thank the Goddess that someone had the good sense to toss a blanket over me, or Cody would definitely smell my arousal.“Hey,” I say, suddenly shy. I start to pull my feet back, but Cody doesn’t let go.“Don’t,” he murmurs. “I want to touch you.”A nervous giggle slips out. “Well, maybe I could sit up instead of you holding my feet?”He looks like he wants to argue, but after a beat, he nods and lets go.I sit up slowly, scooting closer to him. Everything in me wants to touch him. Let him hold me.Let him kiss me.Inclu
As soon as the meeting ends, I take on Fang’s form and shift, heading into the trees behind the packhouse. I’m in Fang’s form, but I’m still in the driver’s seat—similar to when I let him take over my body during a fight.I just… I don’t trust him not to immediately run to Cody and mark him. Hell, the first chance he had with Nova, he marked her.And I am in no way ready for that now.I run through the night while Fang bitches in my head.You know you want her. And you want him. Nova’s cool with it. So what’s the problem?You’re a fucking coward, you know that?So what if it’s unconventional? It doesn’t matter if it’s what you want.Fucking asshat. You better not take both of our mates from me.If I lose either of them because you’re too weak, we’re going to have issues.His voice echoes in my skull the entire night. I don’t get a moment of peace until just before sunrise, when he finally drifts off and lets me think in silence.It’s around 5:00 AM when I make my way back to the packh
The drive back to the pack house is tense. Nova has already told us that she’s planning on accepting Cody as her mate. Which means she’s expecting me to do the same. And I don’t know if I can do that. Look, don’t get me wrong—it’s not that he’s a guy. That’s not abnormal in werewolf culture. We’re a pretty lustful species at the best of times. I’ve experimented. Enjoyed myself while I did it. I’m definitely more into females, but I have no problem finding pleasure in either sex. No, the thing that’s stopping me is the thought of sharing Nova. And Cody. You can’t lie to me, asshole. You don’t want to share either of them, Fang grumbles in my head. He’s been chewing me out for how I handled everything, alternating between rage, sulking, and the occasional snarky insult. Even now, I’ve purposefully sat in the front seat with my father. Cody and Nova are all the way in the back. I can hear bits and pieces of their conversation, but we’re in a big passenger van. Erick, Bryson, J
Vanilla. Strawberries. But there’s another scent now—unfamiliar, yet intoxicating. Apples and cinnamon.I don’t have time to unpack it, though, because I’m skidding to a halt just feet from her.She’s beautiful. Even more so than the last time I saw her. Her honey-blonde hair dances in the breeze, and her large brown eyes shimmer like melted chocolate in the moonlight. She’s filled out—healthier. Stronger. And the way her shirt clings to her curves has Howl, my wolf, zeroing in on her like prey.Mate! Howl barks, inhaling sharply. His attention ricochets between Nova and the male beside her. Two mates!I freeze.Shock crashes over me like a tidal wave, even as Howl lets out a delighted, primal yip.I don’t have a problem with having a male mate. That was never the issue. I was raised to believe the Moon Goddess gives you what you need, not necessarily what you expect.But I’d been so focused on Nova—first protecting her, then surviving for her, then searching for her—that the idea o
FlashbackI’ve got my arms wrapped around Nova, trying to keep her warm in the kennel they keep us in. Winter is fast approaching, and the nights are getting colder.Of course, these assholes don’t give us blankets or clothing that does much more than keep us barely alive. They toss hay in here like we’re animals, so we burrow down and try to stay warm.I’ve stayed awake most of the night, keeping watch to make sure that bastard Jory doesn’t try anything. His eyes have been lingering on Nova way too much lately, and I’ve heard him asking the guards when he’ll get to do a job with her.I wouldn’t put it past him to try and make something happen in the dark. So I’ve been vigilant. No one gets near her. Not while I’m still breathing.I’ve known for a long time that I’m in love with Nova Channing. Since almost the first day I saw her, she’s had my heart. But there isn’t much time for love when you’re a captive.Still, I’d fight the Moon Goddess herself if it meant keeping Nova safe.Jory