Instead of locking me in my room again, Jordan has picked something that makes me want to bolt. Something that completely surprises me. But these men are nothing if not unpredictable. I’m not in the dungeon, or even in my room.I’m lying on an examining table covered in soft cream fabric while Healer Phaedra, with her cool, gentle touch, inspects every inch of me. “Did they do anything else to you other than foolishly try to take you out of this palace?”“Goddess, no. I did more damage to them than they did to me.”Her eyes narrow. “What did they want?”“Honestly, to start a pack war and unseat the Alphas which will never happen.”“Spoken like a fierce fighter and a true Luna,” she says.A true Luna. She knows. But then, the Alphas announced for all to hear that I’m their mate. And Phaedra is no fool. She’s also a close confidant of these men. I hope she doesn’t know everything. If she does, she hides it well. “You stalled them and kept them off balance and confused,” she conti
The lock on the door to the Alphas’ joint suite clicks closed behind us, but I don’t feel one speck of doubt or fear. I’m standing in a living room that is the size of my current bedroom in the palace. A sunken conversation area with comfortable-looking pale red sofas dominates the room. A dining table sits close by. A huge bookcase lines one wall. Exquisite crystal vases full of flowers fill the room, along with a dozen scented candles. A long wet bar occupies one side of the room with all manner of wine and spirits displayed. A chess set sits on a game table. French doors lead out to the balcony. They’re all hovering around me, with sad looks in their eyes. I don’t mind. I could have lost them tonight in so many ways. I don’t want to let any of them out of my sight until morning. “Will you give me the grand tour?” I ask to break the tension. I want to move forward, start anew with them, and put my mistakes behind us. I want to savor this chance we’ve been given. A sizzling lo
Oh, my Goddess.“I’m yours to command for the night.”Those words from me feel liberating and also make my stomach do somersaults.Can I do this? Am I ready? Do I want it?Yes to the first. As to the other questions…“You’re shaking,” Jordan says softly, meeting my eyes. “In a good way. A first-hunt jitters kind of way. Or that rush you get before the first shift. You know that more than your body is going to change.”Kent’s voice is calm and steady. “Do you trust us?”I don’t even have to think about it. “Yes, completely. I know you’d never humiliate me or seek revenge this way.”“If one of us even thought about it, the other two would kick his ass,” Jordan assures me with a fierce gleam in his eye, his hand gliding down my arm to my ribs, tracing the contour of my hip.That simple touch puts my body in slow-burn mode. I can’t even imagine the erotic feast in store for me tonight, and I’m not afraid of anything that will happen. Or of my mates. They’ll test my limits, of th
Drifting on a warm cloud, I slowly awaken in Jordan’s arms and to his heart-stopping smile. “Welcome back, sweet one.”Catching my breath, I can’t speak for several moments. I just lay there quietly with Jordan, who rests his forehead against mine and cuddles me. The biggest orgasm of probably both Kent’s and my lives–accepted and given–isn’t the only reason my tongue is still. I feel like I touched heaven, and that makes a girl pause. But it’s more than that. The emotion of the day floods me. “That was amazing,” Jordan whispers. “You were amazing. You’re incredible. He’s never dropped his guard like that, even in front of us. I know it seems like he was in control as he usually is, but in reality, you have tremendous power where he’s concerned.”“Really?”“Really. And the sexiest thing ever is that you don’t even realize it. That’s such a beautiful thing. It’s one of the reasons Wiley is wild about you and me, too. Kent trusts you so completely.”“Even now?”He strokes my hai
The delicious smell of coffee, bacon, eggs, fruit, and pastries makes me open my eyes after our first intense night together. A night that I feel in every muscle in my body when I stretch out. It’s a delicious soreness that tells me I’ve been thoroughly well-loved by all my mates.Reaching out for them, I discover I’m alone in Jordan’s king-sized bed and the smell of breakfast seems a lot closer than the dining room. My mind mulls over the astounding change over the last twenty-four hours, and I release a content sigh. Yesterday I thought I’d never see their faces, dead or alive. Yesterday, I wondered if I’d be alive this morning, or whether I’d be sitting on the cold stone floor of the dungeon.Today, my heart feels light, and my mates are alive, and we may just have a future together. It’s only the beginning, but at least we’re free to go on this journey as mates. My silk robe feels especially good against my skin, and so does the leisurely walk through my mates’ bedrooms to the
Catch my own father using his trap for the kings. Can I do that?The idea makes me feel like I’ve just plunged into a rushing icy river. I have no idea where the current will sweep me away.On the other hand, my father dropped me in this situation to begin with, just like he tossed me in the pond near our home when I was seven to see if I’d panic. To see if I could swim. I did. Spluttering and splashing, I made it to the water’s edge only to realize I could have stood on the bottom all along. It was shallow.It didn’t make any difference to Mom, though. Her angry shouts rang in my ears and I thought she was angry at me until, in a rare display of fury, she shoved my father into the water face-first. He looked ridiculous facedown in the pond. I tell that story to my mates, who all shake their heads. “If I were your mother, I wouldn’t have stopped there.” Kent’s eyes are flinty.“It takes a lot for her to lose her temper, especially where other people might be watching,” I say.Wi
His hateful words pierce me full of holes, but I stand firm. “What do you mean? What Alpha? Why would you say a thing like that?”Kent’s eyes flash a warning: Cool it.It’s not easy. Steam must be coming out of my ears.My father avoids the question. “Now, you have your dagger, and I’m sure you can get your hands on Wolfsbane somehow.”“Of course.” I playact a bit. “But isn’t that too obvious? And is it wise to make another attempt so soon after I poisoned them?”“Hmmm. Excellent point. I suppose a few days’ delay won’t hurt anything.”“What do you mean? Are you in a rush?” I ask, making sure my voice is level and not too eager. He growls impatiently. “Because the longer you’re there, the greater the risk of you being discovered.”Not true. It took less than five days. “Isn’t the opposite true?” I ask. “If I'm here for a while, they’ll be less likely to suspect my involvement, yes?”My father pauses for a moment before responding. “You do have a point there, Aurora. Just
An hour later, over coffee, Kent is looking over a fairly grim to-do list. “Hanging wouldn’t work,” he says.I shake my head. “Impossible to control. What if it went wrong? How about pretending to feed you wolfsbane?”“We could accidentally swallow it. If I get nervous enough, I might.”I scoff. “You? Nervous?”“Our kingdom and my brothers’ lives are at stake, so yes,” he admits.Like the Alpha my father killed because of me? What did that Alpha have to do with my father? My past, at least before my earliest memories, is a mystery. A big blank canvas. I have no answers to the questions that plague me. And what does any of this have to do with my father becoming power-hungry and wanting to take over the Ruby Nightclaws? Does my mother know any of this? I can no more picture kind, loving Sally Blessing keeping all of this a secret and approving of it than I can fly to the moon.“Okay, so that’s out. Pretending to drown you?”He paces, circling his desk. “Too many variables, es