Each piece of his body fit perfectly against mine. The crook of his hips fit snugly around mine, his arm draping comfortably in the dip of my waist. As he moved his head onto the pillow, I could feel the warm tickle of his breath against the back of my neck, raising goosebumps along my skin.Without
Bianca & IsaacBiancaMy eyes shot open at the feeling of Isaac’s hard member poking against my backside.An erection. He had an erection, and it was pressing firmly against me, even twitching slightly as he breathed.“Mm…” Isaac grumbled softly in sleep, nuzzling the back of my neck with his nose,
“Fine,” he said, turning on his heel. “I will.”…IsaacIsaac’s smile dropped the moment he turned his back on Bianca.What the hell was going on?Coffee. Isaac needed coffee.As he made his way to the hospital cafeteria, his groin aching uncomfortably as his erection faded, he grit his teeth and cu
BiancaI stood in the center of the room I’d chosen for the nursery.It was a modest-sized room, perhaps not large enough or grand enough for the future prince or princess of the Lycan kingdom, but I hadn’t chosen it for its size. I’d chosen it because of the large arched windows that faced east, al
I hesitated, taking the roll and unfurling a section of it to get a better look. Indeed, the pattern was incredibly pretty—a delicate floral design depicting yellow daffodils and white roses wound around one another, with tiny canaries flitting between the flowers, all laid against a subtle cream-co
Bianca & IsaacBiancaI stared at the now-empty doorway, my jaw slack and my eyes wide. But most of all, the pain I felt in my chest had begun to radiate outward, traveling down to my belly, my legs, the tips of my toes.Zelda stepped into my vision. “Are you okay?” she asked, looking concerned.I w
“Why are you crying?” Isaac set down his glass and took a step forward. His hands seemed to move toward me as if he wanted to cup my face, but then he dropped them again and furrowed his brow.“She’s crying because you told her her belly would get, and I quote, ‘huge’,” Zelda snarled. “Apologize. No
Bianca“Which one did you choose, ma’am?”I tapped my chin for a moment, surveying the array of white dresses that were laid out across my bed. They ranged from simple to elegant, and a couple were even downright sexy, boasting plunging necklines and high slits up the legs.“This one,” I said, picki
He cleared his throat. He didn’t need to answer for me to know that I was right.Fastening the bandage to his split brow, I went on, “It’s time to grow up, Isaac. But you can’t expect other people to do the growing for you.” I jabbed my finger into the center of his chest, trying not to think about
Bianca“I’m fine, really.”I pursed my lips and ignored Isaac’s protests as I dipped the cloth into the bowl of water. His wounds would heal fairly quickly thanks to the advanced healing that one’s wolf provided—a luxury I didn’t have right now with my wolf in stasis and a baby in my belly, not that
But Bjorn didn’t care. As I peeked up over Isaac’s shoulder, it was pure death that I saw in Bjorn’s eyes, as if they’d gone entirely black.He wanted to kill Isaac. And, dammit, Isaac was going to let him. For my sake.With one last growl, Bjorn yanked Isaac away from my arms. I cried out, reaching
Bianca“Whew. You’re drunk again, Bjorn?” Isaac grinned and waved his hand in front of his nose. “Certainly smells like it. Keep it down, or you’ll scare the books.”I held back a snort, although any humor I felt was quickly blotted out by the healthy dose of fear that coursed through me at Bjorn’s
I quickly shook my head, feeling suddenly cold, and wrapped my arms around myself. “Just… remembering,” I admitted. I nodded my chin toward the row of books. “My dad always hated when I tried to read anything fun.”“Ah. So he was one of those.”I nodded. “He always made me read textbooks before bed.
BiancaIsaac pushed open the grand doors of the library, the old wood groaning beneath the strain. The room was dark, but I could sense that the space beyond was cavernous before he even turned on the lights just from the sound of our footsteps echoing through the air.When he flicked on the lights,
Finally, Isaac nodded. “Very well.”He tossed his jacket over a nearby chair and turned on his heel, flinging open the refrigerator door. He muttered to himself for a moment, “Pasta… I can handle pasta…” before he let out a small, “Aha!” and pulled out a jar of tomato sauce.I watched as he then put
Bianca“I’m sorry, but…” I cupped my hand over my mouth and nose in an attempt to shield myself from the smell. “I’m not sure if I can eat this.”The woman who brought me my dinner that night, an older housekeeper by the name of Lucille, narrowed her eyes at me. I felt a wave of humiliation wash ove
“Fine,” I said, folding my arms. “If my father revokes the PR efforts he’s so obviously involved in back home—” I shook my head and corrected myself, because it wasn’t my home anymore. “Back in the Werewolf kingdom, I mean, then—”“Your father did no such thing.”My jaw tightened. “I’m not stupid, A