A deep frown formed a groove in between Cole’s eyebrows as he pondered on Xavier’s stand. It seemed irrational to hear someone talk about death with such boldness, courage, and acceptance. But then the spoken words sounded eerily familiar - a similar code he had somewhat operated on since he turned his back on Alexander. He had constantly risked his own life for others not caring and stopping to think he was only mortal and could die. It didn't matter. What mattered was that he kept saving lives. His own hadn’t mattered. His superiors had called him names like ‘daredevil’ and ‘insane’. He was always the first to volunteer for dangerous missions. He used to excuse his actions that the others had someone to go home to, people that cared. But in truth, he had hoped it would serve as enough atonement for all he had done with Alexander. people that had died by their hands. He figured he had no right to happiness and was certain if he found it it would be taken from him. Just like his famil
A gentle frown furrowed in between Isabelle’s eyebrows as if she could read his thoughts. He blinked and looked away. “Would you guys like to come inside?” Amèlie asked, “I have a bottle of brandy that has been begging to be opened.”“Thanks for the offer but I would like to take a walk. Raincheck?”“Sure,” Amèlie replied with a gentle smile. Cole nodded. “Would you like to go for a run? I missed my regular morning runs with the girls this morning,” Isabelle offered. “I would love that,” Cole replied, sounding somewhat somber. Isabelle searched his eyes intently. Cole looked away. “Don't wander far… the two of you. We have new members that are not so fond of humans.” Xavier warned. “Don’t worry. We are just going to run down the riverbank,” Isabelle supplied. Xavier nodded and turned away with Amèlie. Isabelle took a sideways glance and noticed the way Xavier discreetly wrapped an arm around Amèlie’s waist. She could smell as well as feel his longing for her and that made her fee
Holding her gaze, he swam to her, watching as the playfulness died and was replaced by a dark seductive stare. She was perfect. Flattening his palms on a black rock he hoisted himself up beside her and towered over her. Isabelle turned away with heart palpitating, leaving her back to him with the intention to put a distance between them. But Cole wrapped his arms around her shoulders, circling her chest, and nestled his face to the corner of her neck. Isabelle let out a silent moan when his lips brushed her skin, her lips parted and she shut her eyes. Cole filled his palms with her full breast and gently squeezed. His thumbs brushed her already beaded buds caused by the cold water, drawing more soft cries from her lips. And all the while Cole didn’t stop nibbling on her skin, working his way to the back of her ear, and then suckling on her earlobe. His warm naked skin pressed tightly to her back and he stroked his pulsating cock against her soft lush bum. Isabelle felt her pussy gro
"That would be a sentencing I would accept with my head held high and take as a badge of honor," she whispered with feelings. The words and the manner in which she said them, triggered something fierce inside Cole. He leaned over her until his face was just an inch away from hers and said, "You know what? Isabelle, Alpha of the Wulfclan of the Brokenridge Furs, I love you too, and I will be damned if I let anyone take you from me." Isabelle felt her wolf stir inside her - surfacing. The emotions he kindled by his declaration especially with him still buried in her gut was something she couldn't contain. She grew utterly out of her mind with the frenzy of pleasure and emotions unleashed and unrestrained shooting through her body to her very core. Cole felt it too and gasped.Isabelle raised her head to press her lips to Cole's, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him hard. Cole reciprocated with an impassioned need that matched hers. When he drew back to draw in air, thrusti
Here you go, Cole, I hope you enjoy brownies? Isabelle, I thought you would prefer vanilla cupcakes. I made brownies for Xavier once and he didn’t touch it I had to eat it all by myself. I figured it was a werewolf thing and decided not to give it to the little ones. Turns out that was a great idea. Tiana ate out of it and that didn’t go well. But I enjoy it, so I often bake it and keep it in the kitchen. I baked a few vanilla-flavored cupcakes as treats for the pups and used the remaining ingredient to make brownies. I didn’t have chocolate chips but I used cocoa powder instead, ” Amèlie explained. Isabelle chuckled. “It’s okay, I love brownies too, and cocoa powder would do just fine,” Cole replied.“Thank you. That was very thoughtful of you. And yes, we are not a fan of chocolate, vanilla-flavored cupcakes would do just fine,” Isabelle said, accepting the cupcake from Amèlie. And the other lady told her more about Xavier's reaction, causing Isabelle to giggle. Cole turned his f
Breathing hard Cole buried his face in the nook of her neck, holding her as she sat sideways on his lap clinging to him. She spasms and his arms tightened protectively in reflex around her. Isabelle burrowed deeper into his arms with her face resting on his hard chest. “I need to get you out of here, baby,” Cole whispered against her ear. “You still think he will find me?” She asked and Cole could hear a tinge of fear in her voice. He imagined she must be reliving her nightmare. He raked his fingers through her hair from the nape and pressed a kiss to the crown of her hair. “He can try…” he said and Isabelle wrapped her arms around his bulging biceps, knowing what he meant. The protective way he held her and the hard edge in his tone said it all. “If I leave and he comes here…” “Don’t worry. I’m thinking of something. Let’s just get this Beowulf fight over it.” “We can still avoid that…” “Stop. I am not bailing on you,” he said and drew back so he could look into her eyes. “
The grounds shook as ten werewolves rushed out of the woods and stopped when they saw Isabelle standing beside Cole. The familiar black wolf moved ahead of the others and stopped. “Leave Isabelle. This is not your fight!” Beowulf said. His voice was a vicious growl that was quite frightening. “Really? Haven’t I taught you to stay the fuck away from what’s mine!” “The only thing I am ever going to allow him to be to you is food! He will die and you will be mine. Stand aside or you will get hurt! And Xavier’s human will be food to these hungry wolves!” He snarled menacingly, every word delivered with the show of his sharp canine teeth. “What?!” Isabelle exclaimed evidently stunned that he intended to use Amèlie against her. “Wow! Do you know the kind of man that makes threats like that? Cowards,” Cole said, stepping ahead of Isabelle, feeling majorly and royally fucked, in every insanely way possible. His entire bloodstream was pumping with adrenaline, his heart was beating erratic
She felt rather than perceive her brother coming, the ground shook and birds flew out of the woods and up the sky. She saw the white fur of his wolf darting in a thunderous roar through the woods and towards the cabin followed by a grey one. Isabelle pranced forward, surprising one of the wolves as she gripped him by the neck with her teeth and swung him upward. Xavier appeared atop the two grabbed the wolf from Isabelle, and slammed him hard to the floor. The sound of bone, shattering rented the air. The wolf died instantly. Xavier growled loudly and it sounded like an angry roar and a clear warning to any other wolf in the vicinity who might have the bright idea to defy him. Isabelle landed on her feet, and without bothering to acknowledge her brother or Hallec, she dashed to the back of the cabin, following the trail of the two other wolves. She saw the two trying to get in through the kitchen window and were smashing hard on the window wood panels and glass with brute force, desp
“No!” Rufus yelled, Cole turned to him and smash the butt of his gun against his head, causing his forehead to bleed. “You fucking injected my woman with wolfbane, and dared to try and kill Aaron!” “You bastard! You killed my son!” Rufus cried loudly in evident anguish. It was clear he had lost his mind. “Oh, I intend to off all your fucking sons! You idiot!” “That’s a shame—” a voice sounded from the doorway. Cole looked in the direction and saw a man that looked like Rufus holding Opaline by the throat, and when Isabelle startled forward, he brandished a gun at her. Isabelle stopped. “If any of you animals move, I will drop this and we will all die...” the newcomer said, using the barrel of his gun to tap on a grenade he held against Opaline’s throat — the very type Ash used a few minutes before, everyone stepped back except Isabelle. “Hello, Cole Miller, your father was an arrogant asshole, but I still liked him, I was looking forward to meeting you. The way he talked about yo
“Oh, hell, no! Not on my watch!” Cole muttered and ran to the open space, ignoring the fact that he was left defenceless, trusting Jason and Ash to cover him. Isabelle gaped at him, watching as he opened fire on the guards by the doorway. Isabelle watched in frozen horror as two bullets hit him on the chest, and another on the shoulder, Cole only grunted hard but pressed forward. He didn’t stop until there were no more guards still left standing by the doorway. “Is this guy on drugs?!” one of the Weres asked with disquiet. “He is fucking insane!” another interjected. “Yes, he is,” Jason said with an admiration that made Isabelle smack him on the shoulder. “Sorry,” he said in a whispered plea, and then added, “but only the insanity part. I wouldn’t have him any other way!” He smirked and pushed away from safety to join in. Ash and his men joined him. A new wave of guards came out from the house and the other side of the woods, brandishing automatic guns at Cole and the rest o
Angel let go of the man and offered him the water. He snatched the bottle and gulped down the water, then he eyed Angel before he took the steak and gorged it down his throat. Isabelle passed another bottle of water to Angel and the other Were directed his gaze passed Angel to settle on her. The pain that cloud his eyes at the sight of her made her swallow. “They killed her... raped her to death...” he growled and then whimpered in obvious pain, curling up on the floor. Angel grabbed him by the shoulders and snarled “And if you don’t get your shit together, you will never be able to avenge her! Get a hold of yourself, Wolfe, or this will be it for you! I don’t fucking have all night!” Angel said, barring his teeth. The other wolf nodded and fought to contain his emotions. Angel then offered him a change of clothes, and he accepted it. Isabelle and the other ladies moved back to allow the rescued Weres to change, and then one of the Were asked, “Why does this human smell like
Cole signalled to Ash to wait with his team, beckoned Jason, mind linked with Isabelle to follow him then asked Xavier to mind link with Hallec, Darrow, Wulfrun, Opaline, and Tiana to come with them. The chosen Weres followed Angel closely, heading into the side woods to a secluded area about 5 minutes walk from the house, but it only took the Weres three. Angel brought them to a clearing in the woods and Cole could see a large iron grate-like shield, spanning about five meters of the grounds. Angel climbed atop it, looking down into the hole. Xavier went to join him, and Cole and Jason followed. Looking down through the iron bars, Cole could see an iron ladder leading down into a pit and the stench was killing. “Heavens! This is where they are?!” Xavier asked with gritted teeth, his anger was evident
The following morning Cole and Xavier asked to speak with Ash privately, and shortly after the other man peered into the study before entering. Xavier was standing by the window and Cole was by the liquor cabinet. “Thanks for honouring our call Ash—” Cole said and almost bit his tongue for the nonsense. It was quite obvious he wasn’t comfortable speaking with another man about his choice of a partner. Heck! If it weren’t for the impending mission he would have let whatever the two were playing at work itself out. What’s the point of living if you have to keep it safe all the time? A deep frown formed a groove in between his eyebrows. It was plain he would not be a perfect person to discuss the topic of ‘the birds and bees’ when the time comes. He evidently sucks at it. He doubted Isabelle would approve of him telling their kids to explore as much as they want. He wasn’t a parent yet and that scenario had him imaging an angel giving him a disapproving glare. He shook his head as if th
A gentle tap on the door woke Cole up and his eyes automatically went to the wall clock. He sighed. He had fallen asleep curled up with Isabelle in front of the fireplace on the duvet he had dragged from the bed. Lying there and chatting with her about their future felt right. It felt beautiful and now he just needed to go and secure that future for all of them. He disengaged from her and she turned her face to hold his gaze “Xavier needs me...” Cole said, lowering his head to plant a kiss on her lips. “Okay,” she said. Cole got up and quickly threw some clothes on before leaving the room when he got downstairs all the Weres were there including Ash. Cole sighed. He figured if Tiana hadn’t told Ash yet who she was he would have to be the one to do it or speak to Xavier about it. The last thing he needed was a surprised lover, freaking out at the wrong time and messing up their mission. He nodded a greeting to everyone and walked in the direction of Alexander’s office he had
She walked to the bathroom door that was at a corner of the opposite wall to the door she came in through, and slowly pushed it open, leaving it just slightly open. Cole was under the shower and his entire body was lathered and on display. Isabelle’s heart shook. He stood under the shower with his hands pressed to the wall as the water washed off the soap slowly on his body. Isabelle allowed her eyes to follow the flow down his deliciously sexy body. It reminded her of the time back at his cabin when he had washed her body and made her wash his too. “Touch me...” his raspy voice echoed in her head, and she leaned against the door frame watching him as her body flamed up for him. Cole heard the adjoining door open and knew she was coming before she got to the bathroom door. He could feel her gaze on him and could smell her excitement. The thought and the scent of her, mingled with her arousal affected his body in an unbelievable way. It was as if he could feel exactly what she was f
“Belle?” Xavier called, causing her to snap out of her musings. She realised everyone had sat down and she was the only one standing by the open French door like some social recluse. She flashed a smile that she hoped didn’t appear as a grimace and went to take the seat next to Xavier and Amèlie. The others started to eat, and low murmuring filled the room. They were all so aware of the male servants, standing by, and close to the side walls, evidently there to wait on them, but that didn’t make it less awkward. When she continued to sit still without reaching out to eat, Xavier gave her a gentle nudge with his leg, and she winced delicately, before reaching for her food. They were first served with an appetizer and Isabelle slowly tasted the chicken soup before she started to eat. They were on the main course dish when Cole entered the room. Two male servants quickly went to serve his appetizer, placing it by the head of the table. “I am sorry. I have been quite a terrible host.
With chest heaving, she breathed through parted lips returning his scrutiny. Cole took the seat beside her. Reaching for her hand, he held it firmly in his and then leaned into her and took her lips in a searing kiss. Isabelle gasped, confused by his actions, but he didn’t stop. The taste of whiskey on his tongue mixed with coffee coupled with the effect of his drugging kiss made her gradually lose herself in the kiss and it wasn’t long before she completely forgot why she was scared and where she was.When he finally let go for her to breathe, her eyes searched his smouldering ones before darting to the open window shield behind him. She found then that they were airborne, and the plane had stabilised. She swallowed. “I’m sorry, I haven’t—” she said. Cole raised his hand to brush a knuckle against her cheek. “Don’t do that… Don’t apologise to me. I'm sorry, I should have realised, and come sooner,” he replied and the tears she had been fighting to hold back spilt down her face. ‘