Nanâs POVMy failure continues to plague me.âWhat have I done?â This question haunts me as the days go by. It feels less and less like I can stand by my decision.I thought I could live with the consequences of pawning my motherâs necklace. That I could emotionally let go even if I failed to redeem
âSee you then.â I hang up.When he arrives, his usually obnoxious cheerful demeaner is subdued. In his hand are some files. I shoot him a surprised look.âHard copy? You usually prefer digital.â I note.âNot for this. You know your mom has a few hackers on hand. I figured Iâd best personally give yo
Nanâs POVâYou will explain yourselves to meâŚnowâŚâ Lionelâs angry growl echoes in the room.My heart drops. My palms begin to sweat. The hot flashes threaten to make a reappearance.âBy the Moon goddessâŚhe knows.â I realize. How did he find out?But then I notice the superior look on his motherâs fa
It is a sound pure rage. An alpha at their wits end. It cows her momentarily.I only vaguely notice Mr. Darrenâs visible trembling. My ears ring from the volume of Lionelâs outburst. Yet somehow, I am not afraid.Lionelâs eyes burn a dark red. An inferno ready to lay destruction in its wake. Yet his
Nanâs POVI have never seen a man so fearful in my life.A tremor went down his frame the entire time he spoke. The expressionless façade I knew him by was in shambles. He babbled between disjointed explanations and coherence.Lionel glares silently. Still towering over the frightened man. But then
Lionel looks back and forth between the two in icy rage. He pulls out his phone. âSecurity, collect Mr. Darren here.âHe turns to make direct eye contact harshly with the ashen man. âContact the police. Inform them of the information being sent to the desk.âHe turns back to the once again forgotten
Nanâs POVI lean into kiss himâŚLionel pulls away. I stop. Embarrassment burns my cheeks.I take a step back. Let my eyes fully take him in. Wanting to understand thisâŚthisâŚrejection.âThat word stings,â I acknowledge. But there is no other word to describe his reluctance.He looks tense. His hands
It brought all those ugly feelings back to the surface. I knew I would hurt her feelings if I spoke. I just wanted to get away.But then she kept pushing me. Challenging me. With my wolf already on edgeâŚI snapped.This time she will answer me.Before I knew it, I had her pinned to the bed. A soft, f
Third Person POVIt had been the easiest wedding Nan had ever planned.She knew that she might have been stressed under any other circumstances. Nan had survived much worse than planning her own wedding. So this did not phase her.Scarlett and her sister had been a huge help in that regard.Nan was
He pulled out all the way and then slammed back in. Again and again. It was fast and brutal.I loved every second of it. This is what I had been craving. Lionel at his wildest and utterly crazed for me.At one point he turned me onto all fours. This new ankle only brought him deeper. Making me clenc
Nanâs POVIt should have been awkward.We were on a deserted island. The heavy weight of history of this place resting over us like a dark cloud. Exposed to the elements.It should not have been as arousing as it was.There was something about this that excited me. We were out in the open. Anyone co
I felt sick to my stomach. Everything I had uncovered had hinted at some dark origins. I could not have imagined anything like this.I could imagine it in my mindâs eye. The betrayal from the people they had led. Blood and shackles their new fate.âOnly one clan remembered its original purpose. Only
Nanâs POVThis was the moment I had been waiting for.Mr. Holder had allowed us to go home and rest for a while. Correctly guessing that Lionel and I needed time to rest after that ordeal. Neither of us wanted to be far from each other that night.Mr. Holder had requested for us to meet with him at
I let the bond wash over me. Lionel pushes his emotions through. His fear, his worry, his love.I send back my own terrible fear and pain. He takes it into himself. Almost cupping it like he would a wound.There are no true words in the bond. Not really. But if there wereâŚâRememberâŚfightâŚremember w
Nanâs POVMy entire world was aflame.Fire filled my vision. Smoke burned my lungs. I held my breath.The fire licked at my skin. Heated my blood. Seeking to fill the hollow of my bones.The strangest thing was that I was not burning.I should have been. Any normal fire would nave incinerated me. Ye
âYes?ââIf we do this-â She begins.âNan!â I interject sharply.I am ignored.â-and it failsâŚwhat will happen to me?â She asks tightly.He meets her gaze head on. Unflinching. âYou would most likely perish.ââSee?! Itâs too risky!â I growl.Nan is not paying me any mind. Her attention is directed at
Lionelâs POVâToday marks your third trial.ââWhat is today?â I ask weakly. âRunning through the forestâŚa treasure hunt?âEach trial had gotten progressively more difficult. I had not forgotten the manâs last words to us. Knowing that this would be the worst of all did not inspire much confidence in