Liam I followed Clementine’s alluring scent into Lupus’ and saw her chatting behind the bar with Ryan. I noticed her straight away; her soft earlobes, flawless skin and piercing eyes. The crown of her head had a beautiful, glossy braid that weaved and looped back into her ponytail, which showed off the soft spot between her neck and shoulders. Her necklace emphasized her subtle cleavage, and I grinned, remembering the gorgeous full breasts I knew were hidden beneath the black t-shirt. But mostly, I noticed how she smiled radiantly at me and made me feel like the luckiest guy in the room. Lucian puffed himself up proudly as we went to collect her. As I tucked her selfishly against my side and turned to leave, I spotted the way all of the unattached she-wolves looked enviously at her, and I couldn’t help but feel proud. They were fucking jealous of the woman they constantly sneered at and called a half-breed. Maybe they had finally realized that she was worth tenfold of them all. I wa
Clementine “What the hell, Circe?” I growled as I walked into Lupus’ Bar and Grill. “What?” she asked innocently. “What do you mean ‘what?’ What was that all about?” “He was trying to dominate you! Usually, I would be down for the big bad alpha to be dominating all over us, but not like that. He needs to know that he can’t just walk all over you. Not like that fucking asshole in Vancouver did. I’m all with TJ on that, by the way; a good old screwdriver to the eyeball would sort him out!” she continued on her tangent. “Anyway, you have me now. No guy is ever going to walk all over you again. I glared. “You made me pull his penis out in public!” “And now he will worship the ground you walk on. You can thank me later.” “He’s never going to talk to me again!” “Stop being so dramatic! I told you he is endgame!” She swished her tail, then winked. This wolf was delusional, and she was going to get me killed. She rolled her eyes at me again as I returned to my position behind the ba
Liam I was not expecting Clementine to clamber through my window and sneak into my room in the early hours of the morning. I woke up when I heard the window open, and my hackles had risen defensively. As I turned on the bedside lamp, her honeysuckle scent wafted over to me, and I felt Lucian rumble softly, which instantly calmed my defensiveness. She looked at me like a doe caught in the headlights, nibbling on her delectable bottom lip as she made her way nervously over to my bed. I rumbled lowly as I watched her worry her lip through her teeth, and blood started heading south as her scent infused my bedroom. Clementine’s hand felt like soft velvet on my cock. I shivered into her touch. My plan was to take it slow, but that plan went out the proverbial window the moment she held my girth with both hands. I thrust into her grip. Wow! Where did she learn to do that? I groaned, curling my toes, and enjoying the light electric sensation coming from her slow movements. Growling, I cou
Clementine I stirred in my sleep. The first thing I noticed was the underwire of my bra digging uncomfortably into my breast, and I knew I had made the mistake of falling asleep with my bra on. The second thing I noticed was tiny butterfly kisses over my shoulder and down my arm. The soft scratches of facial hair gave me goosebumps as the light kisses continued, soft and sensual. I stifled a moan at how good it felt. The third thing I noticed was a heavy weight draped around me and a large hard object against my ass. I shifted slightly and rolled onto my back to find the warmest brown eyes looking down at me before soft lips enveloped mine. “Morning, beautiful,” Liam murmured, giving me another quick kiss. “Hi,” I said, feeling my cheeks heat under his gaze. His fingers reached out and stroked my cheekbone before they moved from my face, then gripped hard onto my hip, tilting me forward and rolling me until I was facing him. The bedsheet barely covered his morning erection. I let
Liam It was so hard to concentrate on the tasks my father had assigned to me for the afternoon when my head was back in my bedroom and between Clementine’s legs. The scent of her arousal was seared into my nostrils. I could still hear her pants and moans; still taste her pussy on my tongue. Fuck! I adjusted myself for the twentieth time. I really needed to stop thinking about this otherwise, I would abandon my work, go down to the training grounds and steal her away. “Liam, are you listening?” Dad growled. My head snapped up, and I nodded quickly. What were we talking about? Oh right, the warrior shifts on the perimeter. Beta Jerome’s job as head of the warrior squad was to keep our boundaries secure, but I needed to know the job too. It had been three years since a rogue had ventured this far, and that was by accident. He was trying to find Kempthorne and got turned around. There hadn’t been a fight. The warrior just gave him directions, and he was on his way. “Your mind is all
Clementine I hadn’t gone very far, maybe twenty metres ahead of him. I stepped onto a well-worn trail and stopped to get my bearings. I heard Liam’s frantic heartbeat as he quickly caught up to me. It was beating incredibly fast. “Clementine, please! I’m sorry.” I spun around, facing him. His eyes were wide, and his cheeks were flushed. “I can explain! Well, I can try to. All werewolves have instincts buried so deep that even the most mature and calm wolf will crumble under the weight of instinct. All wolves struggle with it, Circe included. The instinct to mark someone you are…fond of is one of those overprotective instincts. You’re the first she-wolf who has woken that possessive side in me. It’s been awake since our first kiss or maybe even before that. Suddenly, all I could think about was marking you. When Lincoln said you were free game, my animal instinct took over. It’s a drive to protect, to make it clear that you are not a toy and are very much taken. My human side knew it
Liam After pacing my room for hours and scenting Clementine over every surface of it, I decided to head to the training grounds early to get rid of some of my snowballing possessive energy. It had been two nights since she had been in my room, but her scent was still infused. I kept hoping that she would sneak through my window like she did the other night, but she hadn’t shown up. I was apprehensive I had fucked something up for good when I marked her. Is this the end? Lucian was agitated and wanted to seek her out but agreed that we could wait a little longer and that being dominant over her wouldn’t help our case. I was unsure how long I could wait, but hopefully the exercise would help. I walked past the teenage-level class currently in session and moved toward the large hall just off the side of the grandstand. A small area housed the pack training equipment at the back of the hall. It also had a couple of squat cages, weight machines and punching bags. The rest of the room wa
Clementine I panicked when Circe told me she needed to run. Cold fear rippled through me, which was then replaced by a burning tingle throughout my nervous system. She told me to stay calm and find Liam, that I would be less nervous with him around. After the next hard spasm of pain, I succumbed to her suggestion, ripped the Band-Aid off the stupid mark on my collarbone, changed my clothes, and slipped out of my window to find him. The idea of seeing him was making me a little giddy with nervous excitement. Although I had messaged him, I hadn’t physically seen Liam for two days. I had spent my time practising punches with Sophie. I found that punching was a good way of releasing my stress, but talking to Sophie was even better, and there was a lot to talk about. When I told her about how I had received my mark, she groaned into her hands and shook her head exasperatedly. But she had also laughed when she saw my attempt to hide it, telling me that although the Band-Aid was masking the
Clementine The full moon had come around again, but this time, it was different because I was a bundle of nerves. Okay, so I might have been a bundle of nerves the first time too, but at least I had Circe. My wolf still hadn’t shown up, and although I was wearing a brave face, the idea of being mated without a wolf made me nervous. Liam kept reassuring me that she would come back eventually, but as we got closer to the full moon, I became more agitated because I believed I couldn’t be with Liam without a wolf. Not if he remained alpha. I tried to convince him to hold off the mating ritual until we knew if she was coming back. I was trying to be pragmatic and develop a strategy in case I was left wolfless, as a human couldn’t be luna. Liam had simply shaken his head, dropped a drugging kiss to my lips, and inhaled along my neck. “Your scent is the same; that intoxicating honeysuckle and pear with the underlying scent of canine and human. Your eyes haven’t changed back to the pure tu
Liam The full moon was approaching, and the entire pack could feel it. Everyone was on edge. There were several ex-pack members still missing. Everyone seemed convinced it would lead to another battle and more pack members would die. Our pack had lost fourteen members in our quest to rescue my mate. Fourteen families had received visits where Clem and I delivered our heartfelt condolences to personally. I was unsure how many the rogue army had lost, but there were a lot of deceased wolves when we started to clean up and sort through the bodies. I had left Clementine the next morning, tucked safe and sound in our bed. I knew she would be pissed about it, but I needed to go and help identify the bodies. Twenty of us marched out to the battle site and started to sift through the woods, pulling wolves out of debris and resting them together in a small area where their loved ones could collect them. Usually, we would just burn the rogues, but as much as I kept saying it, these rogues we
Clementine I watched as Liam sprinted away and felt my heart fall into my stomach. My feet moved on their own, and Milo cut me off before I foolishly ran into the middle of a wolf fight. He growled, and I knew he was telling me we needed to get the fuck out of Dodge. “Sorry, I’m not exactly light,” I apologized as I clambered onto his back. He huffed and spun on his paws so fast I felt myself buckle. I grabbed fistfuls of fur and tugged. He grumbled. Oops! I tried to loosen my hold, but there was no good place to hold onto. I had no experience riding a horse, let alone a wolf. If I wrapped my arms around his neck, would I choke him? I felt awkward and clumsy on top of him. “Milo, you need to stop and let me down.” I got a grunt as a response, and, not surprisingly, he didn’t slow as he whipped around the trees. “Milo, I’m going to fall.” Another grunt. Vinny grumbled at me too. His eyes darted around the forest and back to me, watching me fumble as I tried to balance on the bac
Liam The sound of battle was emitted from deep within the forest. I was still a fair distance away, but the echoes and vibrations pushed my paws harder into the forest floor. The smell of Clem’s scent caught on the wind, and Lucian barked, scaring a small frog off a rock and back into the nearby creek. I followed the scent and the sounds of fighting in the distance, running past wolves in a combination of different fighting forms. Most of them were fully shifted, but those who had their level-three training swapped between wolf and human forms with the grace of deadly dancers. Clementine was cornered against a dirt wall. Her hands were bound, and even though she looked calm, I could sense the fear rolling from her. There were four wolves with her, encasing her in a semi-circle—standing sentry. Her brother was closest, as if the others had pushed him back to protect him too. Two large werewolves the colour of molten chocolate guarded the middle front from attack—Milo and his broth
ClementineThe lower side of my face was swollen. My throat felt like I’d swallowed razorblades, and my lip was split. “Put some ice on your face,” an unknown voice snarled. I opened my eyes and winced. I assumed I was still in the cabin, lying on a very uncomfortable cot in a small room. I met the brown eyes of someone I had seen around town and flinched back from the ice in his hands. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He rolled his chocolate eyes and offered me the ice again. I gingerly took it, looked up at him again and took in his chiselled jaw and brown wavy hair. “I don’t understand. Why are you helping me?” My voice was rough and scratchy. “Because you’re injured.” “You were part of Lincoln’s pack,” I stated. “I was.” His eyes travelled down my torso as I sat myself up and placed the ice onto my jaw. “And you know I’m a half-breed,” I whispered timidly. “I know. Are you hurt anywhere else?” he asked. “No. I don’t think so,” I mumbled. “Good. I just came in to give you s
Liam Half an hour later and the meeting had disbanded. Ryan and Stacey had taken off with a couple of trackers from the warrior squad. Patrick went to inform Vinny about what had happened, and Jerome and Dad helped me organize an urgent meet with the entire pack for this afternoon. Even though it was the middle of the afternoon, it was getting cooler now in the fall air. The mountains and thick forest made it almost impossible for the sun to warm up the valley. The sun tried desperately to shine through the trees, but it was met with an invisible frosty wall that couldn’t be penetrated. The chill in the air was almost foreboding, making me feel like I would never be warm again. Patio heaters and gas barbecues were lit up throughout the grounds. I smiled at the pack members as they filed in, wearing their summery clothes as if they were oblivious to the changes in the temperature. I smiled at the five hundred odd people who had turned up. Five hundred wolves would be enough to start
Clementine “He’s my true mate, Brady. I’ll never let you dishonour him by marking me. I’ll kill you first.” I coughed out as he continued to drive. “Oh, honey. I would like to see you try and fight with the wolfsbane running through your system.” “He’s going to wake up and figure it out,” I glossed. It didn’t seem like a good idea to tell Brady that Liam was already awake and was strong enough to heal without my constant presence. “That’s fine too. Maybe I’ll let you gain your wolf enough so he can feel you and track you. Or maybe I’ll just torture you and let him feel that. He’ll heroically and foolishly come to your aid. And I’m sure I can handle one weakened alpha. He’ll be dead soon enough, regardless what I decide.” “He’ll come with his warriors, Brady.” He chuckled deeply as he turned onto an old highway that travelled into the mountains. I tried to reach Liam. He would be freaking out the moment he realized I was gone. I had to keep trying. I even tried contacting other
Liam I shifted in my seat and grimaced at the pain in my stomach. I knew this injury was going to take some time to heal. Even under the watchful eye of my fussing mate, it would take more than a week to get me back on my feet. My first official pack meeting was going to shit, too. I listened as Dad and Patrick argued heatedly, letting them hash it out like an old married couple, but I didn’t intervene. I needed to hear this as much as they needed to argue. “I told you when you were alpha that those blood-haters were dangerous. Your gentle approach put my children at risk, Josiah. Again!” Patrick spat. “And I told you that killing isn’t the answer! That’s how Jed ruled the pack. Do you not remember how many pack members he executed for small misdemeanours? Do you not remember how we lived in fear that he would get bored and start killing us for sport?” “Of course, I fucking remember, Jos, but there’s a difference between executing people for misdemeanors and crimes like attempted
Clementine As Liam lay in bed, pale and covered in a cold sweat, I had a horrible sense of déjà vu. There was no smell of chemo, no impending death, but the feeling was the same. The first time I watched someone I loved dying I couldn’t do anything about it. This time, I would do everything I could to save him. My arm still hurt from where I shoved the central venous cannula into my vein, almost piercing through the other side. That didn’t matter, though. What mattered was that Liam needed blood, and I needed to give it to him. All of it if that’s what it was going to take. After he was stitched up, placed into our bed, and hooked up to monitors, my dad suggested that I have a shower. I had shaken my head vehemently in refusal. I couldn’t leave him. What if I was showering and he– Dad, unfortunately, didn’t take no for an answer. I stepped into the enormous ensuite but left the door open a crack so I could hear what was going on in the bedroom. Circe’s possessive side had come thr