“I always knew,” he continued softly. “Deep down, I always knew that no matter how much time passed, no matter how far apart we were… we would find our way back to each other eventually. It was fate—destiny. A gift from the Moon Goddess, if you will.” I blinked rapidly, trying in vain to stave off
Ava I fidgeted nervously in my seat at the long council table, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the lines in the wood. Across from me, the five vacant chairs meant for the Elders seemed to loom larger and more imposing with each passing second. Chris sat beside me, tapping his foot on the floor w
Chris held up a hand to stop her. “I have no romantic interest in Lily,” he said coolly. “I thought I made that clear.” “Well.” Olivia huffed and exchanged a look with Fatima. “You must pick someone, then.” “Don’t worry.” Fatima leaned back in her chair, tilting her chin up at Chris. “I already
Ava I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom, holding up a flowy dress that felt down to my ankles. It was a bit heavier than what I would normally be wearing right now, but the human continent was always a bit colder than it was here on the werewolf continent—thanks to the volcani
Ava I turned to find Chris standing in the doorway, his eyes wide as he took in the chaos that had once been my tidy little cottage. Tools scattered across every available surface, puddles of water and paint splatters decorating the floors, various home repair supplies strewn about in organized di
Ava I opened the door to find Elder Bradley standing on my front porch, his red hair practically standing up on end in the dim evening light. “Elder Bradley,” I said, inclining my head politely. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” “Ava,” he greeted with a curt nod before craning his neck to peer
Ava The fading sunlight caught the vibrant green in Chris’s eyes as he gently laid me down on the bed, the sound of the nighttime crickets filling the quiet of the space. Outside, the world was going to sleep; but, like the crickets and other nocturnal creatures, Chris and I were only just getting
Without a word, Chris slowly climbed onto the bed, crawling toward me on all fours until he was positioned between my legs. His fingers then trailed toward my panties, slowly stroking along the lace trim around my thighs. “My second fight was at a house party,” he mused, either ignoring or not not