My eyes glance over to Jaxon who was shaking his head whilst Knox was as stiff as I had been, his eyes darting between Lobo and Doctor Abel. His hands gripping onto the edge of the table. “I can do it myself, thanks for dropping it over Doctor and I’ll be back at work tomorrow.” I smile out, Lobo
~ Josie ~ A few days passed and I was back at the hospital, my thighs showing hardly any sign now that they were only torn open a few days ago. I have to say it myself, my herbal remedies are bloody awesome. Tonight it was the pack’s turn to host the annual party that extended to all packs part o
The moon, she blessed our gathering with a strong ethereal shine that naturally put everybody in a good mood. I was dressed in a full length burgundy one shoulder gown that had a gold disc embellished on one hip with an opened circle…revealing a flash of my hip bone. Yes I knew what I was doing.
~ Josie ~ “Oh…I’m sorry…I didn’t mean…” Kicking myself for intruding on their privacy I start to back away. “No, Josie wait…it’s not…” “You don’t need to explain, I’m…I’ll…” Both of their faces are horrified as I continue to back away into the hallway, only to stop as I hit a solid chest. Flus
~ Knox ~ Standing from a distance, watching her dance with alpha after alpha was fucking killing me. If the scent of her juices wasn’t still soaked all over my dick, I would be losing it right now. Our passionate tryst wasn’t too long ago that it was also keeping my wolf calm just beneath the su
My entire body tenses as he kisses the back of her hand before walking in my direction. The tensing of my body isn’t missed I’m sure by the Alpha sitting next to me, a smirk erupting on his face as his tumbler glass lifts to his lips. “Good night Alpha.” Doctor Abel places his hand out for Alpha H
~Josie~ I was due at the hospital for midday to start my shift, giving me the perfect opportunity to fit some training in this morning in the meadow. Stretching out in my cabin with my music blaring out…Lobo unbothered sitting by the door with his eyes half opened. Half way through my training,
“But he’s not my mate.” Her bottom lip becomes entrapped by her teeth, I hate seeing her like this…conflicted. “So? Take it from someone who doesn’t have a mate, life is too short. You found a man that cares for you, that wants to be with you…make you his. Who cares what the moon thinks. I hate to