CILLIAN “That’s it,”I said, pointing to the black helicopter waiting for us. Ciara raised her hand to shield her eyes. “You sure? That looks awfully small.” “Well, it’s not a jet,” I answered as I paid the Uber driver and grabbed the monstrosity of her bag out of the back. “I can see that,” she said. “I’m not blind. It’s just, I don’t think I’ve ever flown in a helicopter before.” “Looks like that will be a first for both of us then, won’t it?” I said as I took her hand and walked over to the pilot. “Welcome, Mr. Harkness,” he said. “Please leave your bag there, and we’ll have it stowed for you.” “Is this thing even safe?” Ciara asked, much to the pilot’s delight. “Have you never flown before?” the pilot asked as he helped Ciara into her seat. “Not this way,” she said. “Well, I hope you aren’t scared of heights.” My airway seemed to close up. “Why?” The pilot pointed to the side doors where a huge window allowed for gazing. I didn’t like flying in the jet, and this suddenl
The river’s icy water licked my toes. I couldn’t stop the smile that stretched across my face. It was good to be back. Granted, I’d only been gone for a few days, but it seemed like a lifetime. The way the birds sang to each other and the deer drank from the river all seemed so much more.With my wolf sated after a long run through the pine woods, I felt at peace. Every care in the world melted away as I watched the river shift from silver to gold as the sun kissed the canopy of the forest around me. It was good to be here without feeling the constant need to go back to the concrete jungle that was Vegas. Whenever I’d come back to Moon Valley in the past, I’d only stayed for a day or two. I’d come to collect the vitamins I needed to survive and then leave. The last thing I’d wanted was to mingle with the people from my past. But now that I’d not only won the Uthando but also the hearts and loyalty of my pack, Moon Valley was no longer the dark cloud overhead.I let my hair down, relis
CILLIAN“What have I missed?” I asked as I pushed through the heavy conference door and found my great-aunt Penelope sitting beside Ciara’s grandfather, Mitch Senior, as well as the Moon Valley’s hospital chief, Winstan Nettles. Their eyes were wide as a deer in headlights. My great-aunt winked at me and patted the chair beside her, unfazed by my presence. Her face was the only welcoming one in the room. Mitch nodded his head, acknowledging my role as alpha as I scooted behind Winstan’s chair to get to the head of the table.“We were under the impression you couldn’t make it,” Winstan said, nervously tapping his foot as his eyes shifted to the door. It was clear he’d been hoping I was someone else. As I scanned the room, I noticed there was one face missing—Tippy Thornton.“Where’s the mayor?” I asked as I settled into my seat. The chair moaned under my weight and felt wobbly.My great-aunt shrugged and grumbled under her breath, “Beats me. And I’m missing my soaps. You’d think if you
The hallway was dark and gloomy, making the portraits on the walls more ominous than they should have been. My eyes flickered to the faces and eyes that tracked me through the hallway. Harkness Manor had always been full of history, but as I contemplated my future with Cillian, they seemed to whisper to me, encouraging me to make a decision.As I made my way to the guest room, Bartholomew’s words danced in my mind, playing back over and over like a broken record that wouldn’t stop. Everything he told me was true, right down to the way Cillian and I felt about each other. There was no denying our love. We were fated mates for crying out loud. Our love was literally written in the stars. So why was the choice to mark each other so hard? Why did there always seem to be a reason that hindered us from marking each other?Memories of my youth haunted me. All those times we’d promised each other as kids that we would be with each other forever. Back then, I always thought those promises were
CILLIANIstared at my feet, focusing on the water crashing against them before it flowed into the abyss of the drain. I didn’t want to feel the icy claws of jealousy ripping into me, but it was there. Cyrus plaguing Ciara’s mind drove me mad. I didn’t understand how she could still be holding on to him after everything he’d done to her.For the life of me, I couldn’t explain why she’d dream of him when I had done everything in my power to help her forget. Anger burned through my veins like lava and made me tremble. Not even a cold shower could quench the fire blazing within me.He’d poisoned me, for fuck’s sake. How could she still have feelings for him after everything that had happened? If not for Cyrus, I wouldn’t have gone crazy; she wouldn’t have had to run away from me, and she sure as shit wouldn’t have been kidnapped. Cyrus would never have been turned into a shifter, and he wouldn’t have died taking a bullet for her.My jaw flexed as I smacked my palm against the tiled wall a
Iwas going to have a heart attack if my heart kept skipping. It had never occurred to me that he wouldn’t want to mark me anymore. All the years I had known him, all he ever wanted was me. But had I become damaged goods to him? I didn’t want him to see me as some charity case—as someone he had to fix.“You silly woman,” he said, and the complete tenderness in his voice dissolved all my worries. Cillian was so much stronger than I ever could be. He curled his arms around me so tightly that I thought I’d merge into him. It was as if I could shatter into a million pieces, and he’d have the patience to glue me back together, piece by piece.“You’re all I have ever wanted, don’t you know that by now?” he asked, then brushed his lips over mine. I tasted his breath, yearning to drag him toward me, but I didn’t. With my heart soaring, I stared at him, my eyes drifting from the golden specks in his eyes to his lush lips.He had a five o’clock shadow. The stubble tickled my fingers as I brushed
CILLIANCiara beamed brighter than any sunrise and was warmer than any hot spring. She was like Mother Nature, wrapped in the stars—and the best thing? She was all mine. It seemed as if my life hadn’t even begun until half an hour ago, and now the road of life opened up to me in ways I’d never thought possible.Ciara glanced over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed and eyes playful. I still craved her, and the wolf within me strutted around my mind like a proud beast that had conquered the world and all that was in it.I tugged on Ciara’s hand, bringing her up short. She spun around and planted her hands on my chest. The energy flowing from the palms of her hands was warm and delicate. It felt as if she could reach inside of me and caress my very soul.In my youth, I had heard stories of what it was like when you marked another. How intimate things would become, but not even in my wildest dreams had I imagined that would extend to the joy and connection I felt with Ciara.“Don’t be surpr
The world flew by in a blurry haze as I watched the last of the sun’s rays on the canopy of the trees. It seemed as though a million butterflies had hatched in my stomach. Every emotion rippled through me as I felt Preston’s mark tingling like Pop Rocks on my shoulder. I glanced over at him and studied the lines of his face. It was as if I’d never seen him before. He had been someone else, a distant person or relative. Yet now, he was a part of me. It felt as if I’d spent my whole life in the dark, and he was the light I’d been looking for. “Stop staring,” he muttered as he kept his attention on the road. “I’m not staring. I’m observing.” “And your conclusion?” he asked, shifting his eyes briefly at me. “I love you.” “That’s it, huh? Just you love me?” he asked. Cillian curled his fingers into mine and drew my hand to his chest. He let out a heavy sigh. The sound reminded me of the noise he gave after a satisfying meal. It was the sound of him being at ease. “Are you okay?” I a
CILLIAN “You sure you wanna be doing this?” AP asked as he snuffed out the cigar in the ashtray. “I mean, this is kind of permanent.” “It’s already set in stone for me, AP,” I said as I chuckled at his disgruntled expression. “But marriage? Isn’t it enough that you two marked each other? Why you gotta go and get all traditional? Oh, wait, never mind. That’s just who you are.” “What’s the matter, AP? You don’t like my sister?” Aiden asked as he stood before the mirror, fumbling with his bow tie. “You all know what she did to me in tenth grade,” AP grumbled. I laughed. “Still can’t get over the fact that she kicked your ass, huh?” I laughed. “Ciara didn’t kick my ass,” AP insisted. “She cheated. There’s no way a girl of her size could fit that many pies in her little stomach. Losing that contest ruined everything for me.” “Didn’t you end up with Malia a few months ago?” I asked as I stared at myself in the full-length mirror. “Yeah, but I’m not one to settle. Everyone knows tha
“This is nice, isn’t?” Laya asked as we waited outside the Picasso. I couldn’t help but smile as Laya looked over the menu posted on the wall. “Really, when was the last time we got to do this with just us girls? It seems like we’re always stuck with one of the guys, you know?” “Never,” Sam said as she checked her watch. “Do we know when Melody and Kenzie are going to get here? I’m starving,” I said as my stomach started to grumble. “Kenzie said she’d be here around six thirty the last time I talked with her,” Sam said. “Isn’t that them over there?” Daisy asked. I turned my attention toward the walkway and smiled as Kenzie and Melody stepped off the escalator. “Hey!” Melody shouted as she rushed through the crowd. “What took you so long?” Laya asked as Kenzie threw her arm around my neck and gave me a tight hug. “Traffic,” Melody answered. “But damn, this place is nice.” “Wait five minutes and the Bellagio fountains will start,” I said as I released Kenzie to hug Melody. “I’m
CILLIAN “Holden,” I snapped. “Yeah, I heard,” Holden said as he scrambled to disconnect from the system. I pulled him away from the system and shoved him toward the door. We did not need to get arrested for trespassing. “AP, Laya! Torque, Hatchett!” I called over my shoulder, hoping they heard me. I spotted AP and Laya rushing around from the back of the house. Their shadows bobbed through the broken windows. “We’re right behind you,” Torque called. I took a moment to glance over my shoulder and take one last look at the destruction. Everything was so surreal. It was as if the place had been in a war zone. The stench of death lingered in the air, but I knew it had nothing to do with the Corpse Lily. I was smelling what remained of Colleen and Tippy. “Pick up the pace,” Torque snapped as he rushed by me with Hatchett on his heels. We made it outside, and I glanced to the west. The clouds of dust coming off the tires grew as my heart drummed violently in my chest. “Take the back
Igasped and shot up. The room was pitch black, and my heart pounded fiercely in my chest. “Hey, you okay?” Cillian asked as he shot up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Relief came over me when I realized I wasn’t dreaming anymore. I was safe and all was well. “Yeah,” I said. “Just a strange dream.” “Come here,” Cillian said as he lay back down. “Come sleep on me. I promise I’ll protect you from those bad dreams.” A smile drifted over my lips as I scooted down into the nook of his arm. He was so warm and comforting, it amazed me that he could banish the bad thoughts in my mind so easily. “What did you dream about? Or do you not want to tell me?” Cillian asked as he played with the tips of my hair. “It was weird. I was back at the sacred oak tree, and it looked sick, like it was dying.” “That’s not a good sign,” Cillian whispered. “But then the red fog came through and I was rescued by Preacher in a chopper.” “What, I don’t get a cameo in your dreams?” Cillian teased as he h
CILLIAN The gentle knock on the hotel door roused me from my sleep. Pins and needles plagued the arm Ciara was sleeping on. Carefully, I slipped my arm out from under Ciara’s head and nudged her to the pillow. It had been more than a rough night, and I couldn’t bear the thought of having the maid wake her. Slipping the sheets off me, I let my legs fall over the edge of the bed. Ever so slightly, I got up, keeping one eye on Ciara and praying she wouldn’t wake. As quickly as I could, I moved to the door and peeked through the crack. “Housekeeping,” the woman said. “We’re good,” I answered. Before she could say another word, I closed the door and exhaled. Ciara stirred, and I held my breath, hoping she wouldn’t wake up. She had been through so much; I just wanted her to get some sleep. “Cillian?” Ciara’s voice was tired and muffled. For a moment, I wondered if she were asleep or awake. Tiptoeing to her, I craned my neck to spy on her as she slept. A sensation of peace washed over m
Cillian growled in my ear, drowning out the clinking and clanging as we moved through the casino. It was amazing that we got anywhere at all with the way he refused to let me go. Every fifth step, I found myself caving to Cillian’s needs. “What if I took you right here and now?” His lips brushed against my neck as he spoke. My skin tingled as his hot breath caressed my skin. “You just want the hot waitress to watch us, don’t you?” I asked as Cillian pinned my arm over my head and kissed me. “No,” he growled and pinned my arm against the slot machine. The old woman playing at the machine gasped as she sent us a disapproving look. I flashed her a smile, wondering if she had ever experienced the kind of passion I had. “You’re the only one I need,” Cillian said. “The only woman who could ever sate me. Don’t you know that it’s only ever been you?” With my free hand, I grabbed his hair and jerked his head back. A small whimper escaped his lips, and it pleased me to hear his soft seduct
CILLIAN “Are we ready?” I asked as I walked into the Las Lobos Cantina where Torque and Blue were chilling at the bar. It seemed as if they didn’t have a care in the world. Of course, I knew where they stood when it came to Colleen’s safety, but I’d figured they’d be more excited now that we were so close to finally getting rid of the Raze. “Easy there, tiger,” Torque said as he patted the empty chair next to him. “Have a drink. We can’t do anything until we get word from Hatchett. He’s doing recon for us and will be back any minute.” I exhaled sharply, trying to ignore the itching in my limbs. It seemed as if a storm was coming with how much electricity was coursing through my veins. Sitting around and waiting had never been my strong suit. Frustration bubbled and brewed within me, but I wasn’t on my turf anymore; I couldn’t call the shots. “Fine, I’ll have a drink,” I conceded and marched over to join Blue and Torque. “What’s your poison?” the woman behind the bar asked. I tilt
Ilet out a heavy sigh as I stepped into my old office. It seemed as if it been forever since I was last here, yet everything was exactly as I remembered it. There were papers stacked on the desk that I hadn’t looked at in months, and a thin layer of dust covered the bookshelves. I moved around the office, reminiscing about all the things I had collected here. My heart drummed in my chest as I caught a glimpse of the picture I had of Cyrus. The pain nearly crippled me as I plucked the picture off my desk and stared at it. It was like it was another life. Everything from who I dated to what I did had changed. I was no longer Sia—that girl had died the second I decided to go back to Moon Valley. I just hadn’t realized it until this very moment. I moved around the desk and sat down. Running my fingers over the mahogany wood, I couldn’t help but think of all the times I had given orders here. How many lives had been saved because I had created this company? It was a noble cause, and some
CILLIAN The tension in my shoulders that had only just vanished returned in an instant, bringing with it a hellish headache. Just when I thought we were in the clear… I should have known something was going to happen. The echo in my bones rattled my consciousness. Ciara and I couldn’t get a moment’s respite. “What’s going on, Sam?” I asked into the walkie. “It’d be best if you came to the Crescent Falls Motel,” Sam said in a grave voice. “We’ll be there in five,” I answered and clicked the button three times before setting it down. “Well? How do you feel about checking this out?” All the color had drained out of Ciara’s face. The worry etched on her brow filled me with a murderous rage, but it was the devastation in her gaze that really ripped me to shreds. “I promised Colleen nothing would happen to her. I put her in the most secure room we have,” Ciara said. “How did this happen?” “The only way to get answers to that question is by going to the motel,” I answered as I grabbe