“Oh, really?” I could understand Lamar’s concern, I supposed. My wolf strength could be dangerous if randomly aimed, but I had full confidence in my wolf’s desire to want to protect our mate. My wolf would never harm our family. I could have taken the time to explain that to Lamar, if I though
I ran across campus, with Aimee and Nicole close behind. I knew it was dangerous for the baby, but I couldn’t help it. If Asher got hurt… If anything happened that he couldn’t take back… “Keep going,” Lilith said in my mind, worry in her voice. “I will protect the baby until you get there.” It w
“Okay,” Lamar said. I glanced back at Asher. He was on his knees. He looked exhausted. Aimee and Nicole were beside him, though. I knew they would help him in my stead. I would check on him after talking with Lamar. Lamar pulled me toward the dorm, and I went with him. I went with Lamar to h
“Lamar, wait –” Lamar covered my mouth with his. As I gasped, he slipped his tongue into my mouth and licked at my own. I pushed at his shoulders, but he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me too tightly to let go. When he finally pulled back from the kiss, I turned my head so he couldn
“Let me go, Lamar. Please.” He smirked. “Not until I’ve tasted you.” He glanced above them, then, up at the headboard. “Ah, I almost forgot.” Holding me still with his legs, he withdrew his phone from his pocket and set up something on the screen. Then he reached above him to where a mount was s
Asher “Asher. Asher, breathe.” I tried to focus on the voice. It belonged to one of Cynthia’s friends. Which one? Aimee. Yes, Aimee. I had wanted to follow Cynthia when she had gone off with Lamar. I had tried, but then my chest flared with sharp pain like it had split open. The stretch of the
As I watched, the apparition of Asher shifted into full wolf form. I had never done a projection like that before. I shouldn’t have been able to – Wait. That wasn’t an apparition. That was actually Asher! With a deadly growl, he jumped forward and tackled Lamar clean off of me. Lamar rolled ac
“Asher!” He stopped. I pointed just above the headboard, where Lamar’s phone still recorded video. Asher looked where I was pointing, and his entire body tensed impossibly further. He was a mountain of muscle, with no give. He continued holding me gently, however. “I don’t want to leave that
“Please.” That all sounded so good. I wanted it. I wanted everything. He stood to kick off the rest of his clothes. I watched, my mouth watering as he exposed his dick. He was so big, so hard just for me. Carefully, he moved me how he wanted me, stretching out my legs farther, and then slipped
Asher guided me back into the bedroom. As I stood near the bed, he walked behind me and slowly tugged down the zipper of my dress. His knuckles traced the newly-revealed skin inch by inch, following down the length of my spine. When the zipper had lowered as much as it could go. He spread his hand
I held my breath as Dylan threw the first punch. Asher dodged back and Dylan’s fist flew through the open air. Asher then stepped forward, ready to retaliate. Dylan backpedaled, placing a few feet between them again. In a flash, Dylan moved close again. His speed was lightning-quick. I barely even
“’Might?’” He squeezed me gently. “It will be fine. Trust me.” I did trust him, with my life and more. But… this was my brother. My brother and the love of my life were about to fight a challenge with yet unknown terms that would undoubtedly involve me and my baby. I couldn’t help but be a b
I opened my mouth to begin to explain, but the truth seemed worse than even Dylan’s worst assumptions. No, Asher isn’t the father of my baby. The father is actually a terrible person who is now in prison. But Dylan wasn’t waiting for me to figure out a softer way to explain, and Asher was no hel
On the evening of the Academy’s winter dance, I slipped into my shining purple gown and checked myself out in the bathroom mirror. Gone were the days when I could pass as not pregnant. Now, my bump was a distinctive round bulge, pressing out the front of my gown – which I had bought in the materni
“I… um…” I had no idea how to answer Dylan. Panic set in, sending my heart into overdrive. Should I admit to Asher being beside me? It was getting late at night. Surely Dylan would have follow-up questions. Like, why was Asher in my room after dark. “Oh, shit, I have to go,” Dylan said suddenly.
Asher’s words stole my breath away. For a long moment, I simply stared at him, desire coiling inside of me. He stared back, his blue eyes deep as the ocean. I swallowed thickly. I couldn’t wait to go home with him and see all of his promises in action. Nancy cleared her throat from the doorway.
The real Asher was safely behind the line of fake wolves. He glanced back at me in concern. I understood his worry. Holding this many projections was a strain. But I was done running. I was done standing back. Joseph would lose. And I would help bring him down. In the circle, Joseph started to