She almost purred. I smirked, hearing the way her lycan instincts were taking over. "What do I get if I win our little match?" I chuckled. "Getting a bit ahead of yourself, aren't you?" "I like to be motivated." I smirked. "Whatever you want, my dear, if you manage to beat me." There was a
Grace As I recounted the events of the previous evening to Eason over breakfast, I couldn't help but notice his unusual silence. His lack of reaction struck me as odd, especially given that Jackson had been a close friend for years. I raised an eyebrow, suspicion creeping into my voice. "Eason,
"Way to kick me when I'm down." "These moments could have saved you a lot of heartache in the long run," Eason said thoughtfully. "For a long time, I figured that's why." I frowned, looking at him. "Why what?" "Why you didn't want me around because you know I don't pull punches." Eason finishe
Grace I shook my head. "Margaret, really?" "Goddess, I hope he's not here to tag along. I hate dead weight. And what happened to his face?" "Grace!" Jackson said, marching towards me. "I think you owe me an apology." Margaret looked at me. "Care to explain?" "No... Not really." She scoff
"Tested him how?" I asked. "You mean he hasn't seen any of the research?" "Not a page. I never shared any substantial data with Jackson," she explained patiently. "Neither did Seraphina. I've been keeping a close eye on the situation, and it seems Jackson hadn't been around Wolfe Medical as much a
Charles I took in her expression and the tangled mess of her scent. She'd had a long day. I didn't want to make it worse, but she deserved to know. There was also the fact that she was related to Asher to think about. "Let's talk about it. Is Eason awake?" She nodded. "I can get him." "Maybe
"I never said I wasn't." She scoffed, and then she frowned. "You said that... he would be free?" I watched as Grace's worry deepened, her thoughts clearly racing as she considered the possibility of Devin escaping justice. She might not want to think about Amy, but at least she wasn't clamming u
Grace Sunlight streamed through the window. I wasn't ready to get up. My whole body felt like goo. I could still feel Charles' tongue licking me, wringing orgasm after orgasm out of me until I could take him fully with one easy push. His fingers, warm and seeking, slipped over my hip and trailed