Another shot. This time because Zoe was trying to stop a super one-sided fight. And at least it wasn't just the twins?
I was physically and certainly mentally exhausted when my head hit my pillow. I should have fallen straight to sleep, yet, like always, I couldn’t. This whole trip has been nothing but restless sleep. I wanted to be in my bed, house, and territory. I wanted to be where the sights, sounds, and smells were familiar again. I wanted to go home, now probably more than ever. I didn’t think this was how finding my mate would go. Beyond only expecting to find one mate, I hadn’t ever thought I’d be so annoyed at my mate and his utter lack of consideration and respect for me that I’d use my gift against him. I did feel bad about turning Gunnar and Henrik to stone, or a part of me did. I know it was unfair of me, and I should have just walked away if I didn’t want an argument. ‘Instead, you lost your temper and turned them to stone.’ Viatrix helpfully interjected. ‘They may not have truly deserved it, but they needed a time out, and I needed some peace and quiet. I’d like peace and quiet, whi
I was ready to explain what I could about the situation. I didn’t know Primo’s agenda, but I could at least explain who he was and how he was connected to me. I assumed the reason the twins were here instead of their rooms was obvious to Finn. I wasn’t sure if he’d told his other ranked members that his brothers had found their mate. A good Alpha would have informed them in case there was trouble. “The third is our missing Madonie male.” A female announced as she approached us from the docks, stopping me from going into my explanation. “Holly? Who made you get out of bed for this bullshit?” Clarence asked. “Holly? As in the Holly of Bloodmoon?” I asked as I looked at the woman I’d never met. She visibly shivered when I said Bloodmoon. I grimaced as I realized that probably wasn’t the best reference. She lost her mate and moved here to get away from those memories. “My apologies. I shouldn’t have referenced you in such a manner. We’ve heard good things about you from Darren, Isis,
I barely know my mate, and while part of me already loves her because of the bond, this turning me to stone shit is getting OLD. I was perfectly justified in beating the crap out of little shit. He came here looking for my mate and had the fucking balls to ask to be invited into her room. Like fucking hell, I was going to let that fly. Yet, as Henrik and I were freed, I didn’t see that asshole anywhere. Did he get out of being stoned? I would lose my shit if he didn't get turned to stone too. That would not be fair. We’re supposed to be her mates. We’re the ones who should’ve gotten out of getting turned to stone. Finn, Clarence, Zoe, and her dad were the only people standing around. I could see footprints in the snow and smell Holly and that asshole’s fading scent. So, he’d been here and taken away. Why was he getting special fucking treatment? I don’t care that he’s a visiting wolf. He crossed a line with our mate and should face the consequences. ‘Look at you admitting she’s
First, they disrespected me by calling me ‘woman’ at the ball. Then, they were still in denial that they were both my mates and tried to get me to stay the night with one of them. After that, they snuck over here and attacked Primo, who was stupid and unaware that I had found my mates. Then, they had the balls to suggest and test my ability to defend myself. What was I going to do with these two? ‘I could think of a few things.’ Viatrix practically purred. She hadn’t liked that I’d used force against Henrik, but she also couldn’t fault me. They were the ones who underestimated me and, therefore, her. So, a lesson was necessary. I am beyond men who think that because I’m a woman and smaller than them, I’m weak. I am NOT weak, damn it. ‘It wasn’t a rhetorical question. I could think of several things to do, to and with them. But none of those will happen while things remain unsettled between us.’ I rolled my eyes. ‘Don’t get too wrapped up with your mates. You still need to call you
You’d think after thirty years of being Gunnar’s twin, I’d have learned not to do the stupid shit he tells me to. Pollux told me testing our mate’s skills was a bad idea. I should have listened to him and not Gunnar. Instead, I listened to my brother and got my ass kicked more efficiently than Holly’s ever kicked my ass in training. It was hot. It hurt like hell, but it was hot. Not many women I know could take me down like that. It doesn’t change that I owe my brother some additional pain. Let’s see how he likes getting a kick to the balls, his foot stomped, an elbow to the stomach, and landing hard on his back. That could wait. And apparently, so could getting more answers from our mate. I’d have protested that having a conversation was more important than her figuring out what time it was in Sicily, but this phone call was to get that pick out of my territory. That is something I’m all about. I want him far the fuck away from Zoe. I’m glad he’s not from her pack, which means there
Henrik may move silently, but it’s anything but when he falls. Maybe it’s the mate bond, or it’s been exactly ten months since I last got laid. Yes, I started to abstain from sex a month before we started this trip, but having Henrik’s weight on me felt so damn good. Sure, I was on a call with Kat, but I wanted to hang up and see if Henrik would be willing to stay right where he is. Well, not exactly where he was. I’d suggest a change in position to line up better and maybe lose the clothes. ‘Now you’re talking. And tell Gunnar to join.’ Viatrix was on board with my dirty thoughts. The dirty thoughts all went out the window when Gunnar leaned on the footboard, and the bed collapsed, and that very pretty water painting of the lake at sunset across four seasons crashed down. I was pretty sure there was glass in my hair, but I wasn’t worried about myself. That painting fell on Henrik’s back. So, if anyone would’ve gotten hurt by the glass, it was him. Despite all that. Although he was
For being twins, Henrik did not get the agile genes like me. There’s no way I would’ve tripped over her shoes unless I did it on purpose. However, it wouldn’t have been a bad idea if Henrik had done that on purpose beyond the breaking of Char’s painting and the bed. It got him on top of her. I certainly wouldn’t have minded being on top of her. Peeved he was, yet not enough to grab him by the scruff as if it was that little shithead from earlier. There was no point in arguing with Zoe when she started giving orders. Zoe wasn’t the first female to order me around. It was just the first time I’d been willing to obey. That makes sense because she’s my mate, while taking orders from Mom or my sisters is just a pin in my ass. Even though I felt comfortable-ish with the situation of seeing Henrik on top of her like that, I felt off when I left them alone in the bedroom. It wasn’t a new feeling, just a new one for this situation. It was that feeling of being left out. As one of eight kids,
We had vastly different reactions when Gunnar ‘caught’ Henrik and me. Poor Henrik was behaving like he was caught doing something wrong. There was nothing wrong with that kiss. We’re mates. He’s supposed to kiss me. We’re supposed to be attracted to each other. So, I didn’t act like anything was wrong with what Gunnar walked in on. And now that he was here, I could fill that hole I felt while kissing Henrik. I didn’t have a plan when I moved off Henrik’s lap. I just felt the pull to Gunnar. I had felt he was missing, and now he was here. I wanted to touch and kiss him just like I did with Henrik. So, I couldn’t help myself. Maybe I was seducing him to circumvent any potential jealousy he felt about seeing me kissing Henrik. I don’t know. I just knew I needed to touch him. I’ve never shied from comparing men’s performances. How else would I decide who was worth a second ride? So, of course, I was comparing Henrik and Gunnar’s kissing styles. Maybe it wasn’t right or fair of me. They a