AgnesMy hands trembled as I spread peanut butter and strawberry jam across two slices of plain white bread, the smooth, sticky pink surface of the jam gleaming under the kitchen lights. I tried my best just to focus on making the sandwich and nothing else, but the butter knife kept clinking against
Elijah & AgnesElijahI stared blankly at the conference table, the smooth, polished wood blurring in and out of focus with each breath. The voices of the council members droned relentlessly around me, their words flowing into one long, indistinguishable hum.There was no way in hell I could get mys
I shot him a warning glance, but he only smirked.“It’s written all over your face,” he continued, utterly unbothered by my glare. “You’ve been brooding all week. Something’s on your mind, and I’d bet my life it has to do with her.”“It’s not like that,” I muttered, although my tone lacked convictio
AgnesThea had been bouncing around my room all evening, pulling dresses from my closet and tossing them in a massive heap on the floor. She was so enthusiastic that I didn’t have the heart to ask her to stop. Finally, she seemed to settle on a deep emerald gown, one I hadn’t worn in years, and her
AgnesThe comedy show ended sooner than I wanted it to, the overhead lights coming on like a sudden burst of sunlight. I jolted upright, blinking rapidly and suddenly realizing that I had spent the better part of the show leaning against Elijah’s shoulder.“We should probably head out,” he said, cle
I glanced at him. “What did you do?”“I stopped going to the arcade, and started acting like a good little Alpha.” He shrugged as if it were nothing, but the muscle in his jaw ticked, indicating his true feelings.“You were just a kid.”Elijah paused and shot me a sidelong glance. “Alphas don’t get
AgnesThea cornered me at the kitchen island the next morning, planting her hands on her hips with that stern look on her face—so much like her father—that immediately made it clear that she had a bone to pick.“Are you and Daddy in love yet?” she demanded.I nearly dropped the coffee mug I’d been h
Even if, according to my wolf, he was supposed to be my mate once.Before my wolf left me. Or before she was… stolen from me.I couldn’t focus the rest of the day. Every sketch I started ended up with the color of Elijah’s filling the lines. Every fabric swatch felt like his hands brushing mine. By
Her eyes narrowed slightly. “No,” she said after a moment. “There is only one fated mate for each person. But…”“But?”She tilted her head, considering for a moment, and then pulled one card from the deck. “I sense something strange about your bond. A tangle somewhere in the invisible red thread tha
ElijahLast night was a mistake.At least, that was what I kept telling myself as I sat in my study, staring blankly at the paperwork spread across my desk. The words blurred together, the numbers meaningless as my mind repeatedly wandered back to Agnes—her scent, her touch, the way she’d felt benea
I watched as she stepped inside, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She set the basket on the table, carefully arranging its contents: some pink tulips, chocolates, assorted tea bags, and a stuffed animal.I knew that Thea wouldn’t eat the chocolates with her stomach upset, and she’d bee
AgnesElijah had some matters to attend to at work that day—although I had a sinking feeling that he was just avoiding the awkwardness of what had happened last night, and I couldn’t even blame him—and Thea was still resting in her room with a stomach ache, so I had the house to myself for most of t
Elijah blinked at me in surprise. I expected him to be disappointed, to scold me for taking a book from the restricted section of the library—especially one with such volatile information inside.But instead, a slow smile spread across his face, his eyes lighting up with something that looked almost
AgnesI woke to the sensation of Elijah’s arm around me. For a moment, I forgot where I was, the events of the previous night a hazy blur in my mind. All I felt was cozy familiarity.But then it all came rushing back—the cab, the kiss, the way we’d stumbled into the house, so desperate for each othe
He feasted on me like that, right there on the floor, holding me upright with one arm. I dug my fingers into his scalp, yanking at his hair, which only elicited low, guttural moans from him that rumbled into my pelvis. “Agnes,” he murmured into me, the word sending a shudder of pleasure through my b
AgnesThe cab driver practically dumped us off in front of the estate, hardly giving Elijah time to hand him a wad of cash before he was speeding away. My cheeks were flushed, my skirt rumpled around my thighs and my lipstick smeared.We’d hardly been the pristine picture of an elegant Alpha and Lun
Agnes & ElijahAgnesGertrude’s grin was nothing short of impish as she shoved me and Elijah together. Honestly, I wasn’t even sure if I had ever seen the often meek librarian’s eyes flare with such mischief behind those glasses.My heart pounded as I glanced up at Elijah, his warm body pressed agai