Coach White lectures us for at least a half hour while we get suited up in gear. We’re all dressed in helmets and chest protectors and all sorts of nonsense I don’t think we need. We’re all wolves with the ability to heal ourselves. Finally, he breaks us off into teams. I’m on Archer’s team and I
I slide right and watch as Archer and Beau do this weird tango. Archer flies up and fires, Beau goes down. Then the opposite. I watch as Beau sticks down behind a fence and tries to reload. His gun’s all jammed up and he can’t fix it. He curses just as Archer sails over the top and nails him in the
The first room I walk into has to be Neil’s. I know because the artwork hanging up screams Neil’s entire personality. It’s clean, neat and immaculate in all it’s glory. His sheets are pressed into perfect lines on his bed. The wood around the room is light and refreshing. There’s one window that loo
I frown. I contemplate telling my mom about how much worse Wyatt has made this for me. I think about her and Isaac in their little blissful bubble of happiness. Who knows what kind of argument that would cause. “Yeah,” I say. Better to keep it as vague as possible. But Mom knows me. “Okay?” she
“Coworkers?” I say, still slightly incredulous. Laura groans and stands up. “Are you daft? I just said yes.” I blink, still a bit confused. I shift Mia on my hip. “Did they swindle you into this too?” I say. Laura raises an eyebrow. “Swindle?” “Yeah,” I confirm. “They basically told me if
My throat clenches and my heartbeat is loud in my ears. Unique. No one’s ever called me unique before. I wonder if it’s some sort of backhanded compliment. The way he said it however, it felt real. It felt real. I feel a rush of happiness swell over me like a gust of air. Being praised by an a
I run my hand over a sweater then furrow my brow. My actual clothes are gone. I whirl around. Archer and I are chest to chest. He blinks twice and steps back a bit so were no longer touching. “Where’s my stuff?” I snap. “The grey stained rags?” Archer scoffs. “Please. You’re not wearing those.”
I whip around and glare at him. “Slaves?” I growl. “What the fuck?” Archer merely shrugs. “It’s an ancient Hayes tradition,” he says. “All employees are members of the Hayes Court of Slaves. It’s a highest mark of honor.” “Fuck you,” I hiss and shove his chest. “I’m not wearing this shit.” “Yo
“Archer…” I start, but I’m still not sure. I don’t want to ruin the surprise. After all, he could just be guessing. The taxi pulls up in front of City Hall. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, I’m immediately bombarded with the flashes of cameras and the shouts of questions. “Mrs. Hayes!” the call f
“It hasn’t even been that long since I left them,” I tell Archer as he and I ride side by side in the back of a truck away from the border lands and back towards home. “But everyone’s so anxious.” I can feel it through the bond. “Can you blame them?” Archer asks. “Their mate is living a life as a
“You’ve been fucked all night, but it’s not enough, is it? You need this dick.” He takes himself in hand and slowly begins to stroke from base to tip. A bead of precum glistens at his slit. I lick my lips, desperate to taste it. “You want to suck my dick, slut?” Archer asks. He steps closer to m
When I awaken, I’m cradled in the safety of Neil’s arms, my cheek to his chest with him carding his fingers through my hair. Lifting my head, he pauses, watching me as I take in our surroundings. This bed has gotten lower somehow or… wait… “We broke the bed,” I say, looking around. “Yes,” Neil
“Show me,” he says. I know what he’s asking me to do. Slowly I place my hands on my shoulders, then trail them down, gently massaging my breasts. I pluck my nipples, gasping. It’s only partially for show. With how much I’ve explored my body while sleeping with these brothers, I know exactly what I
I’m not sure how long I’m on that roof, with Beau holding me in his arms. Gently, he licks at the mark he’s made as if attempting to soothe it. It’s already healed, I can tell, though it never really hurt when he gave it to me. The opposite, actually. “You really are incredible, Nanny,” Beau says,
After snooping, his ear pressed to the door to Steven’s lab, Beau storms back toward the living room where his other brother’s await, furious. “He’s fucking her!” Archer tenses at once, sharing Beau’s outrage. Neil seems annoyed but remains infuriatingly calm like normal. “We’ll each get our t
He glances back at me like clockwork. This time, his eyes widen, seeing my new position. His nostrils flare, scenting the air. I’m not unaffected either, not by any of this. The brothers feel a pull to me, but I feel that pull four times over. I want their bites. I need their bites. That they
As the four brothers look at me with desire burning in their eyes, exhilaration and anticipation rush through me. For so long, I worried about who my mate might be and how I could manage to stay with the Hayes brothers. Now that I belong to them – almost officially, soon as I have their bites – I ca