The sun hasn't risen when I open my eyes, but I know it must be close to doing so.Levi sleeps next to me. He has one arm outstretched for me to use as a pillow and with the other he holds me around the waist. His breathing is slow and rhythmic. His body, which is tilted in my direction, emanates a warm current that fills my skin with a delicious sensation.Unable to help myself, I linger for a while, watching his sleeping figure. The way the muscles relax in the immediacy of sleep. The tattoos that run across his skin are now a familiar path for me. My fingers glide over them, gently caressing the ink-covered surface.Levi sighs then and slowly awakens. His gaze focuses on me and lingers on my face. The hand that settles against my waist closes softly and he pulls me to himself.We are naked, snuggled under the blankets. As his body brushes against mine, deliciously, I feel his erection, which insinuates itself pleasurably against my sex.The anxiety of him possessing me beg
Chapter 51: Beyond my control **Amber’s POV“What do you think of this dress? Do you think Elliot will like it?” Sophie twirls in the shop mirror as I regard the pale blue dress that goes wonderfully well with Sophie’s azure eyes and blonde hair. The contours of the dress emphasize her tiny waist, and the length is demure yet stylish at just above the knee. She is incandescent. “I think he will love whatever you wear, but I KNOW you look absolutely stunning. The question is, do YOU like it? I mean, Elliot isn’t going to be the one wearing it. Unless of course, that’s the plan. And if so, I take it back. The cut is fine, but he can’t pull off that color. Maybe something in black would be more appropriate for the occasion.” I’m joking about the dress, but not about the rest of the sentiment. I just want Sophie to be comfortable at her own engagement party. She is always putting the needs of others before herself, and in my opinion, her own engagement party is not
**Levi’s POV My Luna is looking particularly stunning today. I am well aware that I need to keep my head in the game, as we need to rescue Elliot. But I can’t help noticing how shapely her legs look in that dress. Or any dress, for that matter. “My love? What are we going to do? What’s the plan for the meeting with the Kellerton pack?” She pulls my attention.“We need to be careful. I’ll have security and snipers posted around the perimeter, just in case we need backup. We can make no assumptions about their motivations. August and I will go in with you and Sophie. We stick together no matter what. I will not have you injured at this thing. Either of you.” I would far prefer that Amber and Sophie remain at a secure location while I take care of this. If that were an option, I would gladly take it. But for whatever reason, they’ve made it clear that I will not see Elliot again unless I do as they say. I swore an oath to protect my Beta, and I will honor it.
**Amber’s POV “We need to act now. Our men are in position. We don’t want to use force unless absolutely necessary. The goal here is to get Elliot out alive with minimal bloodshed.” “Minimal bloodshed?” Sophie pales at the mention of shedding blood. We have been friends for so long that I can feel her fear. I hug her to steady her.“Yes, minimal. Hopefully none at all. But we can’t count on that. We don’t know this pack. I thought I did, but clearly I was mistaken if they were willing to abduct my Beta, matter what the purpose. We need to be prepared.” “I’ll go in first. Amber and Sophie, you follow me. August you come in last. There will be four of us, which is good. But we don’t know how many we’re facing. Or why we’re facing them, for that matter.” “Let’s do this,” I tell them, heading up to the door and giving the knocker three hard raps. The knocker is surprisingly whimsical. It’s carved in the shape of a wolf’s head with a ring through its nose
**Levi’s POV“I have a friend. A shifter who has knowledge of how to cure what ails our kind. It was she who has given me what I need to care for my mother during her illness. It is the reason she still lives. Modern medicine had failed us, and I truly feared she would pass until I met this woman.” I hope that I am not making a mistake by revealing this information. It is not against her rules, but I need to be certain that I am leading only those who truly need help, and would not harm her. This is a leap of faith that I do not take lightly. There are very few that I trust in this world. “Who is she? How do we find her?” Grant is understandably eager to begin. However, I need to explain the conditions of her assistance before I introduce his pack. “She lives deep within the forest. Although she has helped me for many years, I only know her by the name, ‘Hope’. I very much doubt that is her real name.” My wife holds my hand, and her touch is electric. Eve
**Amber’s POV “Did you have a restful night’s sleep?” Grant is so kind that I don’t want to potentially shock him by telling him exactly how I spent my evening. Which mostly entailed worshiping the love of my life in that wonderful clawfoot bathtub. So I just smile and tell him the truth. Most of the truth.“Yes, it was absolutely lovely, thank you so very much! I love your guest quarters!” He is wise and does not ask for more. Instead, we focus on the road and we continue our way to Hope.As we pull up to the cottage, I recognize the flower beds out front. They appear to be exactly the same as when I was a little girl. Pink, purple and yellow blossoms cascade in a riot of color by the white picket fence. And the little white, fluffy dog running around in the front yard looks familiar to me. “Argus! By the Goddess that’s Argus!” Apparently, the little guy can hear his name even from my position in the car, and he looks toward us. Before I even th
**Amber’s POV “I think the babies are excited about this appointment! They are moving around like crazy in there!” Levi laughs and holds my hand, “I’m excited too. Let’s see what the doctor can tell us about the legend.” I wonder if most mothers need to ask their doctors about legends involving supernatural powers. I’m thinking, probably not. “We might need to look elsewhere. I’m not sure that they teach that in medical school.” “What don’t they teach in medical school?” Dr. Tawny comes in with my chart, and I can’t help it, I’m nervous. I haven’t had any issues so far, but I’ve never been pregnant before and I’m never really sure what’s going to happen next.“First we need to know about the things they DO teach in medical school. How are the twins doing? Is everything ok?” My husband always worries about me, which is sweet. I can feel the tension in his body, and I squeeze his hand to reassure him. “Yes, everything is perfect. Both
**Amber’s POV “I will never allow you to become a target. I will kill anyone who tries to harm you or my children. I will rip them apart with my bare hands!” “I greatly appreciate that my love, I do. But do you think you could calm down for just a moment? Let’s think logically about this.” I have no doubt that my husband would absolutely do exactly as he promises if danger presented itself. However, it might be better if he wasn’t quite as emphatic about it just this minute. “I am thinking logically,” he tells me, gripping the steering wheel with such force that I actually start to worry he will break it in half while he drives. Ironic, considering that he is pledging to keep me safe while doing it. “I’m thinking about how logically, I’m going to systematically hunt down and kill anyone who dares threaten you or our children!” “Well, at least you’ve got a plan.” He looks at me, considering what I’ve said. Then he bursts out laughing. His grip