"Can't help it. You are so hot. I could just eat you alive." I almost laughed at his silly comment but reduced it to an innocent giggle. If only he knew..."To be honest, I am quite hungry tonight." I teased him, pressing all the right buttons to turn up the heat in the air."That's enough!" Aiden appeared next to us, his expression indicating that he was as pissed as a tiger poked into his belly with a stick during his nap. "Get your filthy hands off her, fucker!" He roared, grasping my confused dancing partner by his shirt and dragging him several meters away from me."Don't mind him, handsome. We have an open marriage." I rushed to them before the incident would turn into a fist fight. Aiden glared at me, the wrath exploding in him, and I blessed him with the sweetest smile I could demonstrate."Fuck this shit. There is no open relationship. I'll tear you apart if you even look at her again!" He refocused on the poor human, lifting him up in the air with a single hand. I gaped. Sur
Resilience**Flashback **~10 years after the attack on the Crud clan in Romania ~MADALINAAdrenaline pumped through my veins as I faced my brother, sword in hand. We circled each other, eyes locked, waiting for the other to make the first move. We did this countless times. From the day we fled from Romania and moved to Canada, our father did not spare us. Every single day before dawn we were trained in combat. Father trained us well. He trained us that well that at this point he no longer needed to interfere, just watched us from a distance.And just like every other day, it was Alex who made the first move. My brother was impatient, which often resulted in several reckless decisions. He lunged forward, and I deftly parried his attack. Our swords clashed, ringing out in the early morning air. We traded blows, each strike landing with a satisfying thud. Sweat dripped down my forehead, stinging my eyes, while my twin brother chuckled triumphally, assuming he had the winning position i
Cold shoulderAIDENI emerged from the restroom, my stride more confident than when I had entered. Not that I would lack confidence before, but the events with Madalina took an unexpected turning point. I acted on impulse, mostly driven by the carnal needs of my wolf. Damn, she made me so mad, jealous, possessive and horny at the same time. I couldn't stand seeing her with another man, especially when his filthy hands gripped her around her hips. At that particular moment, I just lost my temper completely and the beast in me wanted to tear the fucker into a million pieces.She did it on purpose. But why did she provoke me? When she had pushed me away before, I thought the desire which I felt was just one-sided. Back in our room, she had made it crystal clear that she was not interested in exploring the real power and purpose of our mate bond. So, I tried to move on. Despite Remy's angry growls, I chatted with the local gals. But then Madalina arrived, and she wasn't impressed with my
Trust disruptedMADALINAI awoke to an excruciating ache tormenting my head, the room incessantly spinning around me. I feared I might have to rush to the bathroom and engage in an unseemly conversation with the porcelain throne. Regret washed over me for foolishly indulging in copious amounts of tequila, a beverage I seldom consumed. Gingerly adjusting my position on the bed, I massaged my temples and surveyed the room.Noticing the folded blanket on the sofa and Aiden's absence, I groaned inwardly. The memories from the previous night flooded my mind, causing me to cringe with embarrassment. I had been unduly harsh towards him, and even worse, I had lied. I didn't actually regret intervening and preventing him from rejecting me. Why did I say that? Perhaps I wanted to lash out at him because I was feeling utterly confused.But was it fair to hurt him that way? And was he hurt, or didn't he care at all? After all, it was his fault. He shouldn't have touched me in the ladies' room. Th
Savoring the unknownMADALINAWhile sitting in the office trying to alleviate the stress that had crept up on me, my peripheral vision noticed a group of people through the window. I didn't need to look directly to sense Aiden's presence. Instantly, I stood up and went outside. Debra was already there, patting each of the guys on his back and thanking them for all the hard job done.My eyes were glued on Aiden. A million different things ran through my brain at that specific moment, challenging its prefrontal cortex. I had no particular plan what to tell him, how to transform my thoughts into senseful sentences and be rational. He was very much aware of me standing nearby but avoided looking at me at all costs. Hell, it was unbearable to be ignored like that, but I had to admit I deserved his frosty demeanor. And I should be the one making the first move. So, taking a deep breath, I approached him."Aiden," I called his name, seeing how the muscles on his back got all tense after hear
Cherry biteAIDEN"Open your mouth." She whispered, her voice switching from infuriated into sensual. What was she trying to do to me? What kind of punishment had that pretty blond head plotted? Maybe she wanted to stuff a dirty stinky sock into my mouth. And maybe I would even deserve it because of the constant tendency to mock her.But man, was she difficult sometimes! Or better to say, most of the time. And yet, I couldn't help myself but follow her like a lost puppy. Wherever I looked, there was her face. A sad, cold, ruthless, haunted face. A face of a killer. But also beautiful, with features so exquisite that she could rival any Goddess's grace. Her face was that lovely and delicate, especially when she relaxed and stopped wrinkling her forehead. It often stole my breath. That woman could easily outshine any star in heaven. She exuded ethereal beauty, beguiling and enchanting all who dared gaze upon her. But could I ever tell her this? No. She would most probably laugh at me, e
Silent wishMADALINAI couldn't help but stare at his lips, the way they curved slightly upwards at the edges as if hinting at a secret smile. What would it feel like to kiss him, I kept asking myself while watching him licking my fingers in the café. I had to try it. I had to press my own lips against his and taste the warmth of his mouth.No one ever warned me a kiss could feel like this. The simple touch of lips evolving into sheer passion made me weak in my knees. That passion burned me like a fire, wild and untamed. It was a force which couldn't be quenched, a desire unchained, rising like a storm, powerful and free. It was an emotion covered in perfect symphony. And something bloomed in my heart after that kiss. Like a wild rose with thorns which pricked and stung, yet with a beauty that was unmatched.. Imperfect yet perfect.How come I yearned this so much? Why did I wish to throw away all my past beliefs and just submit to the mate bond? We should not be together, yet staying
Unspoken gesturesMADALINAI would expect a horny Alpha wolf to tear my clothes into pieces, impatient and starving. But that was not Aiden's style. He undressed me slowly, his touch gentle and loving. I wondered if he was that cautious because of the dreadful incident in Humfish Creek I had told him about or whether he always treated a woman with reverence that bordered on the divine. As if all those previous conflicts, mocking and insults were erased, I was introduced to the brand-new level of adoration. He made sure I knew it with every touch, every kiss, every moment spent in his arms.As he removed each layer of my clothing, he planted soft kisses on my skin, causing me shivers of pleasure. When he reached my neck, he lingered there, placing tender kisses on the spot reserved for the mate bond that sent a jolt of electricity through my body."Promise you won't beat the crap out of me after this?" He whispered playfully with his lips brushing up and down the length of my neck. I c