“You stayed over at Derek’s?” I asked, feeling surprised. “No… um… we rejected each other yesterday.” “What? Oh… Are you ok? Where are you?!?!” “I… I sort of… met someone else.” Oh, Goddess. “Charlotte, please tell me that you did not have another one-night stand.” She did not say anything. Although I had never had a one-night stand, I was not offended by the idea of them. It just made my heart hurt for Charlotte, because one-night stands had been the entirety of her sexual experience. “Char…” “What?” “Did you have another one-night stand?” “You told me not to tell you.” I rolled my eyes. “Goddess, Charlotte. Well, why are you calling me and not getting out of there?” “My one-night stand was with a wolf. A really hot wolf. It was my first time with a werewolf, Lily, and it was amazing. Or at least what I remember was amazing. We were both super drunk and broken hearted and it escalated.” “Fast forward to the part where you are still there and are having to call m
(Brady POV) To my surprise, after I asked Charlotte to go back to my pack with me, she did not say anything. Instead, she wrapped herself in a sheet, grabbed her phone, and raced to the bathroom. At first, I was fairly certain that she was calling someone to have me committed. Which, to be honest, may have been a very reasonable reaction. However, instead of calling someone to have me committed, she called a friend for advice. And that gave Kalen and I both some hope. Now, I admit that I should probably feel guilty for listening to her conversation. Or rather, for listening to Charlotte’s end of the conversation. But outside of leaving the hotel room —which I was not willing to do— there really was not a good way for me to avoid hearing it. Whispers and running water might be enough to shield a phone conversation from most wolves, but I am both a special wolf and an alpha. Although I could not hear what Charlotte’s friend was saying, I could definitely hear most of what Ch
“Wait… Brady, is… is Lily the she-wolf that you fell for? The one who you came to Ravenswood to save from her mate?” James let out a low growl, but I put my hand on his arm to calm him down. Brady’s face fell. “Yes.” “So I just had a one-night stand with a wolf who is in love with my friend?!?!? And who came here to break up my friend and her mate?!?!?” “Yes.” Brady looked ashamed, and I could tell that Charlotte was starting to get hysterical. I quickly grabbed her and pulled her to the side, leaving Brady and James to hopefully not kill each other. “Charlotte, take a deep breath,” I urged her. “Did you… did you… did you and Brady ever…” “No, I never slept with Brady. I kissed him, but that is it. And he did not love me, Charlotte. He thought he did, but he didn’t.” “You and James are perfect together. Why would he want to break the two of you up? And why would he fly all the way here to do it?” I took a deep breath. “It is complicated, Charlotte. I have not told y
Hi! We probably only have roughly 10-ish chapters left until the end of this book (emphasis on "ish"). There are a few more surprises coming, but they are mostly things that you have been wondering about so hopefully they will not feel too left-field. Unfortunately, I am finding that the final confrontation scenes are taking a little more time to write, because not only are they highly charged scenes, but also I am trying leave as few loose ends as I can. More writing time + busy holiday season + busy day job means unfortunately I am going to every other day updates instead of the every day updates you had previously been getting. Sorry! The good news is that we really are almost done. And on days that I can post more or more often, I definitely will. Thank you again for all of the love and support that you have shown this story!!!
(Lily POV) “Charlotte, what are you doing?” I asked. We were standing in the middle of the flight lounge while we waited for the flight crew to get the plane ready for us, and she had just ordered a beer from the bartender. “What are you talking about?” she asked me innocently. “You hate beer.” “So does Brady.” “Do you really think that ordering a beer is going to piss him off?” “No. But it will send a message.” “And what message is that?” “That I am mad at him.” I sighed. “Charlotte, I do not think ordering a beer is going to send that message. But even if it is, if you are mad at Brady after knowing him for less than a day, why are you going to his pack with him?” “Because I still really like him. And my gut says that I should.” I reached up and checked her forehead for a fever. When I found none, I turned her around and lifted her hair, checking for any sign that she was wearing a mask. “What are you doing?” she asked. “I am just wondering what happened to my fr
Come to think of it, perhaps Brady really was the right one for her. Somehow, knowing both of them, the thought of them together almost made sense. Just then, Charlotte took a sip of her beer and immediately spit it out. “Goddess, I hate beer. That was a bad idea. Come on, Lily. We need to find some pizza instead.” **** (James POV) We made it back to Black Moon without anyone dying. You may be wondering how the flight went. I encourage you to re-read my last sentence: We made it back to Black Moon without anyone dying. That is about the best thing I can say about that experience. Instead of applying for membership in the mile-high club with me, Lily spent most of the flight either asleep or sitting next to Charlotte at the front of the plane. That left me to sit in the middle of the plane with Brady. We were adults, and so sitting within shouting distance of each other on the same plane should have been fine. Except, of course, it was not. Instead of listening to m
(James POV) Deciding that I was done with Brady’s bullsh&t, I lunged for him. It was not the fact that he accused me of sleeping with Stephanie that bothered me. It was the fact that Brady was continuing to mock our relationship, coupled with the fact that he continued to want to remind Lily about our painful past. Whether his claims were true did not matter; it was his intent that bothered me. “STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU!” Lily yelled just before I reached Brady. I do not know if Lily meant to do so, but she used her alpha command —the same one that she had used in Hawaii. I felt the weight of it even though it no longer worked on me. The command caught my attention and brought me back to reality. Instead of giving Brady the punch he deserved, I reached out and wrapped my arms around my mate. “I am sorry, my love. He just went a step too far.” Lily hugged me back. To my relief, she was not angry with me. She was, however, glaring angrily at Brady. “What is with you, Brady?
(Lily POV) It has been five days since we returned to Black Moon. James and I are now preparing to head back to West Mountain Pack so that we can hopefully put an end to the pain and suffering that has been allowed to exist there for way too long. As we make the final preparations, I cannot help but think back on everything that has happened since we returned to Black Moon. As you might expect, our return was just as eventful as the flight here, if not more so… especially for Brady and Charlotte. My heart originally broke for Brady when he realized that Evelyn —the she-wolf that he had loved and worshipped— had cheated on him. However, I found myself slowly and increasingly coming to the conclusion that Brady’s discovery about Evelyn was a strangely positive development. Brady had spent many years of his life living in a never-ending cycle of regret and longing. Realizing that Evelyn was not the she-wolf that he thought she was could be an important step towards him finally m