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"Fucking get away from her right now!" His voice thunders over the blaring music, sending shivers down my spine.I gasp as his gaze lands on me, feeling a wave of self-disgust wash over me.His jaw clenches so tightly that I can hear his teeth grinding as he forcefully pushes the stranger away from me. His eyes blaze with fury, and I can hear a deep growl emanating from his chest.His presence looms over me, an intimidating force fueled by raw emotion. With each breath, the tension between us thickens, suffocating me."How did he find me?" I whisper, panic gripping my heart. Despite my fear, a sense of relief washes within me because I have lost my way back to the pack.With every fiber of my being, I push toward the door, desperate to escape his presence. But his arm wraps around my waist, pulling me back into his grasp. A surge of electricity erupts around me, igniting a spark.I struggle against his hold. "Let me go!" I plead. His grip tightens, sending a shiver down my spine. I can
I struggle to stifle my sobs when I remember the guy at the club. I wonder if he's still alive and if I'll ever be able to live with the fact that a man died because of my reckless actions.I was furious, yeah, but is that enough reason to kiss another guy? The thought of it makes me utterly disgusted with myself.How could I have been so careless, so thoughtless? Each passing moment I'm haunted by the image of his face.With a tight fist, he started the engine, his jaw clenched, gripping the steering wheel like he was ready to tear it off the dashboard. He was beyond furious.He zoomed off at a breakneck speed, and my heart leaped into my throat. I gripped the door tightly, my eyes squeezed shut in terror, feeling every twist and turn of his driving.My knuckles turned white as I clung desperately to the door handle, the rush of wind whipping through the open window. Fear beat through my veins.I dared to steal a glance at him, his face a mask of fury, eyes fixed ahead. It was as if n
I gave a soft knock, and then the door flew open, revealing Kessler. He left the door ajar as I walked in.He moved closer to me, and my heart almost jumped out of my chest in anxiety. He tugged my hair behind my ear, and I shivered just feeling him on my skin. I stumbled back, and sweat trickled down my neck.I swallowed hard, trying to quell the rising panic clawing at my throat. Every fiber of my being screamed to run, to escape the suffocating atmosphere enveloping us. But I was frozen, rooted to the spot by fear and uncertainty.As he reached out to touch me again, his fingertips grazing my skin, I flinched involuntarily. I struggled to maintain composure, to mask the turmoil within me.Our proximity made the liquid drop from my core. I stumbled back as my thigh hit the bed, his eyes narrow, searching my face.This wasn't what I was expecting from him. With the anger he unleashed on the guy at the club, Kessler could be many things, but I can't shake the feeling that something isn
The sight of him filling the room made Sasha whimper, and my core burned even hotter. I clenched my fists, hoping the intensity of the burn would ease. The mark on my neck only added to the agony; it stung with every move Kessler made toward me.Damn, this mate bond. Just seeing him makes me want to leap into his arms, but no matter how hard I try to suppress it, the mix of pain and pleasure is overwhelming.The struggle to resist was tearing me apart. I yearned to surrender to the magnetic pull between us, to give in to the ecstasy of our connection. It was a battle I wasn't sure I could win.As he moved closer to me with a questioning look, he immediately yanked the duvet out of my grip. I instinctively recoiled, not wanting to be near him, afraid of what I might do in my current state of mind."You took off the cuff?" he asked, his expression puzzled."Isn't it obvious, dumbass?" I snapped, my anger flaring.His gaze darkened as if he was irritated by my outburst, but right now, I c
"He hit the wooden surface of the door, and the loud smack made me jump. I gasped, and my back hit his front, a sharp, spark-like electricity coursing through me that made me shiver."Leave me the fuck alone!" I shouted at him through gritted teeth. He held on tight to me and spun me around so I was now facing him, looking into his eyes. My knees felt weak as I was lost in his mesmerizing gaze.âHis grip tightened, and I felt my heart race. "I can't do this anymore," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding in my chest.He leaned in, his breath hot against my skin. "You," he said, shaking his head, darting between my eyes and my lips.His voice sent a shiver down my spine."KessâŠ" I whispered as I tried to turn around from him, but he pressed his body against mine. I could feel his erection pressing onto me, my breath quickened, and the temperature of the room was buzzing with sexual tension.His proximity ignited a fire within that I struggled to extinguish. "Stop," I pl
"Why do I keep finding myself in this mess? Why do I keep allowing him to treat me this way? It has been a constant practice, and I keep falling for this over and over again. And I hate myself even more.As I looked at him, I could see regret written all over his face. He regretted ever going this far with me, regretted being in a compromising situation with me. The matebond kept playing tricks on me, and in anger, I clenched my fists, holding onto my hair tightly.And to know he just said some hurtful words to me, that I mean nothing to him. He has Annie. I'm just his fucking mate that he tends to keep a secret for life.âA new surge of anger burned within me. Seeing the expression on his face, something reacted to the emotions within meâsomething like a shadow appeared. I was taken aback by this sudden encounter. I was encircled by this shadow, and the room suddenly became dark, wrapping me in a form, as if it sensed my emotions.It kept swirling around the room. I tried to struggle
Annie's POVI've wanted to be Kessler's mate even before he mated with his first mate. Now that she's gone, someone else is trying to take my rightful place. It makes me feel frustrated and anxious.There is a knot in my stomach knowing that someone else is vying for the position I've longed for. This has made me constantly question my worth and wonder if I'll ever truly be enough for Kessler.But deep down, I refuse to give up. I'll fight tooth and nail to prove that I belong by his side and that my love for him is genuine. And no matter what obstacles may come my way, I won't let anyone else take my place in his heart.I pace back and forth in the guest room, pondering my next move.Ever since that lowlife Lyra came into the picture, he hasn't even glanced my way. I see the way he looks at her when she isn't looking. He's smitten by her, even if he doesn't want to admit it. It stings to see him captivated by someone else.I wish she had never been rescued from the pool I pushed her
Tristanâs POV"What do you mean you haven't found my niece?" Jack growled in my face as he cleared off everything on my desk."I gave you my niece, and now you stand here telling me that you cannot find her? Do I entrust my niece into your hands for you not to know where she is?" His voice boomed, filling the entire room.I just stood there quietly, staring at him. I had grown accustomed to him coming to lash out at me since his niece fled.Jack's anger was obvious, radiating frustration and fear. I knew he wasn't just angry with me; he was terrified for his niece's safety.The shock of her escape hit me like a physical blow. "But the way she jumped out the window..." I started, my voice trailing off as the horrifying reality sank in. "And the guards..."Jack's grip on my neck tightened, his eyes ablaze with fury and despair. "She decides to run away," he hissed, each word dripping with venom. "You have lost her and don't even know where the hell she is."I struggled to breathe under h
Julieâs POVFinding one mate should be a blessing, but I'm left heartbroken and shattered into pieces over Ryder.I have not been there emotionally ever since Ryder was injected. I doubt I'll recover from it.I can't stand looking into his face and knowing that I haven't gone to check on him ever since the incident happened.I wouldn't want to see the hurt and pain that he will be going through. It would break me even more.I know I can't keep avoiding Ryder forever. The guilt of not being there for him weighs heavily on my conscience, and I can't bear the thought of adding to his pain by staying away.I know something isn't right. Ryder isn't a member of this pack, which explains why I haven't come in contact with him even once.To top it all off, he is Xavierâs friend. My brother is a lot of things, and sometimes I doubt his loyalty to this pack because most times he speaks ill of Alpha Kessler.To be honest, Alpha Kessler has been nothing but good to me and my brother. He provided v
I'm startled. "For fuck's sake, I just had my bath, and you're engulfing me in a hug. I'm sorry to say it makes me feel dirty again," she says softly, gently moving her away from me.I look at Cara in shock, wondering what could be going through her mind to behave in such a manner. But her voice is somber as she asks, "Don't you like it here?"I stare at her in disbelief, wondering what she means by "don't you like it here.""Care to explain, ma'am?" I ask in a mocking tone.She stomps her feet like an erring child. "I'm not joking, Lyra. Don't you like it here?"Then it occurred to me that she thought I was serious when I said I would go back to Northville to continue what I started there. She truly believes I'm considering leaving."Please don't leave us again, your time away from us was hell, and Kessler might not admit it, but it was torture for him not to have you around."I swallow hard, feeling the weight of her words. I didn't want to go through that route, of feeding her the
She has this contemplative look like she's debating whether to tell me something or not. But trust me, I won't accept a no for an answer.And I have no intention of pressuring her. I move closer, gently squeezing her shoulder. She places her hand on mine, acknowledging my presence. Her gaze seems distant, and she fidgets with her nails, a sign of nervousness. Zach and I are great, but whenever I'm on my period, I notice he gets that look.It's like a switch flips, and suddenly, there's this tension in the air. I try to brush it off, but it's hard not to notice.She pauses as if trying to piece together her thoughts. I wonder if he always wears that expression as if he wishes I were pregnant instead of menstruating.Finally, I grasped the issue. But I must choose my words carefully, so as not to hurt her, because it's one thing to open up, and another for your heart to find solace from that vulnerability."So, you mean he expects you to be pregnant, and seeing you menstruating means yo
Lyraâs POVWatching Kessler walk out the door, I have mixed feelings about everything that has happened. I rest my hand on my chest, trying to still my racing heart. The scent of my arousal fills the room, and I blush, knowing he can suggest hot, steamy sex when he returns. He knows I want him, and the feeling is mutual. The thought of the kiss lingers in my mind as I drift off to sleep, clutching the pillow tightly.I have a rather nice sleep with thoughts of Kessler resting on my mind. His presence in my life helps take away the thought of Ryder trying to get rid of me. I wake up the next morning feeling refreshed yet apprehensive. The events of the previous night play in my mind like a movie reel. I know I have to confront my feelings about Kessler.Sunlight pierces through my room. The last time this happened, Kessler was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. With that thought in mind and a smile on my face, I make my way to the kitchen, hoping to see him there. I am disappointed when
Kesslerâs POVI don't like it when Lyra stays mad at me. I didn't know she was going to take the role of godmother to Annie's baby. Given what Annie had done to her, I had my doubts. So, I followed her to her room to be sure she'd stop being mad at me. When she complains about her leg, all I want is to massage her legs and make her feel better.Her moan makes my member twitch in my trousers; I can sense she wants me. There's no doubt I want her, but I want my time with Lyra to be special again. Dang, I can't think straight when I catch a whiff of her arousal. With hurried steps, she heads into the bathroom. I can tell she is embarrassed; she takes her time in there. But when she steps out in her towel, all I want is to take her right there and make her scream my name.She looks at me, surprised to see Iâm still in the room. I need to take control of my emotions; I want her as much as she wants me. With a smirk, I walk closer to her, noticing her expectant gaze. I run my hand through he
When Kessler called me "Sunshine" and mentioned there was something else, my curiosity piqued. I could sense his uncertainty, but I leaned in, asking, "What is it?""I know she did many things to you that she wasn't proud of," he began. "She said it before she passed awayâshe couldn't look into your eyes and ask for forgiveness."I nodded slowly, trying to grasp the significance of Kessler's words and where he was leading this conversation."Annie wants us to be the godparents to her baby," Kessler said hurriedly, as if the words were burning on his tongue. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across my face. Playfully, I smacked him on the chest and teased, "Is that what was taking you forever to say?"Kessler chuckled, a weight lifted off his shoulders. "Yes, I wanted to make sure you were okay with it.""Of course," I replied with sincerity. "We'll be great godparents. But you hurt my feelings, Kessler, for thinking that I would say no to being the godmoth
Kesslerâs POV With hurried steps, we made our way to the pack hospital. I wonder what might have gone wrong for my attention to be needed at the hospital, but I was grateful that Lyra was right by my side. The thought of anything happening to Lyra filled me with dread as I remembered what had happened in her room. As we approached the hospital, my heart raced with worry. The memory of finding Lyra in distress in her room flashed through my mind. It's a relief that Lyra was able to control her powers without harming the baby. Ryder must have taken advantage of the situation, knowing we were all focused on Annie's well-being. I wondered if there was a connection between Ryder's actions and Annie's condition. Regardless, I made a mental note to investigate the matter swiftly. The safety and security of our pack were important and we needed to uncover the truth to protect everyone. Many serious issues have happened within my pack, and I can no longer afford to overlook them. We arr
Kessler holds me close as if I mean the world to him. His scent is comforting. "Please, get me water," I tell him as he stands up, goes to the kitchen, and brings back a bottle of water. I sit up and look at Ryder, realizing he is almost lifeless on the floor. I guess it's the impact of the syringe he brought to inject me. I rushed to Ryder's side. My heart races as I check for signs of life, hoping for any flicker of movement. "Ryder, can you hear me?" I whisper, my voice trembling with worry. Fear grips me as I realize I could have been almost lifeless like him, and I doubt I would survive it. I can't begin to imagine the trauma that would follow. Someone wants me dead for sure, and now I don't think Ryder can say anything to reveal who sent him. I was consumed with worry, but my thoughts turned to Julie. How would she handle the revelation that her mate is not who she believes him to be? Just then, Kessler walked in with the bottle of water in hand and handed it to me. "Thank
I was tired and I had to put my clothes back on, wondering who it could be, dragging myself to the door. I opened it and lo I was shocked to realize that it was no other than Ryder, I know I had just thought about him not being a good guy, but he just confirmed my suspicion by coming to my room. "What do you want?" I ask politely, trying my best not to be rude, but inside, I'm seriously annoyed. He smirks and pushes the door open, making his way inside without waiting for an invitation. I stand there, my annoyance growing as Ryder enters without any regard for my privacy or invitation. "I just wanted to talk," he says casually as if his intrusion is perfectly acceptable. "Well, I don't feel like talking right now," I reply curtly, crossing my arms over my chest. Ryder shrugs nonchalantly, unfazed by my obvious discomfort. "Suit yourself," he says, moving further into the room as if he owns it. I grit my teeth, feeling my patience wearing thin. "You need to leave," I say firmly