Izzy quickly throws on a pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt before joining Carter in the living room. He is leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest as he waits for her. As soon as she enters, his eyes immediately roam over her body, causing heat to spread through her facee.“Ready?” he asks, holding out his hand.She hesitates for a moment before taking it. She can’t deny that Carter is drawing her in, and her brain is nonstop sending her warning messages. Her heart is body is sending the opposite message though.They make their way to a small local restaurant that serves some of the best seafood in town. As they sit down at their table, Izzy can’t help but feel slightly nervous. Thankfully, though, the restaurant looks ordinary.It also helps that Carter start talking to her about the pack, some of his missions, and his family, who've never really been present in his life.Soon, Izzy finds herself being comfortable. There is a certain quality in his voice, the w
Izzy nods, feeling her cheeks redden even further as she realizes that she actually wants for them to take this a step further. She looks up at Carter, but suddenly, she gasps when he carries her in his strong arms instead. He walks to her bed as she wraps her arms around his neck. Once inside her room, Carter gently places Izzy on top of her bed. She can’t help but feel a flutter in her stomach as he hovers on top of her. “Are you sure about this, Izzy?” he asks softly, his gray eyes searching hers for any sign of hesitation. “Yes,” she answers, nodding. “I want this.” A soft smile spreads across Carter’s face as he leans down to capture her lips in a heated kiss. Their mouths move in sync as their bodies press closer together once again. But this time, it’s different. It’s not a kiss with hunger anymore; it’s filled with care and sweetness. And before Izzy realizes it, she has spread her legs, so that Carter is between her, ready to take her whenever they are ready. He groans a
Izzy takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what the alpha is about to say or react. Based on the knotting of his brows and the way his muscles tense, it is not good. “What? Why not?” he asks incredulously. Yet, she needs to say it. She can’t surrender her freedom just to become his Luna. She also never asked for the position. “I never dreamed of becoming a Luna.” “Do you have any idea that a lot of women have coveted the position? Now, I am throwing the opportunity at you. Don’t you think you are lucky?!” Izzy stands her ground, refusing to back down even in the face of the powerful alpha’s anger. She knows that she is risking everything by going against his wishes, but she cannot let go of her principles and values. “I am not included in the standards of those women, alpha,” she says firmly. “I am ordinary. I just want to live my life with no issues.” “Just live outside your—” he starts to say before Izzy cuts him off. “And I don’t want to do that.” “Huh?” he asks, his ey
Izzy finishes her work shift at Alpha Landon’s office and starts packing up her things. She can feel his intense gaze on her as she moves around the desk, but she tries to ignore him as much as possible. However, she finds out that it’s impossible to ignore someone like Alpha Landon. His presence fills the room and it makes her heart beat frantically against her chest. And when she turns to face him, she sees that his eyes are locked onto hers with a predatory intensity. When he moves towards her, she pales. She can feel the heat radiating off his body and she takes a step back, her palms sweating as she tries to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. Before she can make a run for it, there is a knock on the door. Alpha Landon pauses and turns his gaze towards the door. “Come in!” he growls. Two omegas enter, pushing a cart of food. It’s their dinner for the night. Izzy lets out a sigh of relief and takes another step back from Alpha Landon’s looming figure. Gratefully, she’s not
Izzy takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down. She knows she should leave, but the pull towards Alpha Landon is too strong. He perfectly fits her fantasy of a man that she will want — muscular, fit and dominant. And now that she’s so close to him, she can’t help but notice every detail of his physique. She bites her lip nervously, trying to hide her feelings of mingled desire and fear. She feels like he can see right through her, and it makes her want to squirm in her seat. “Please, let me go,” she pleads, trying to sound firm. “I promise I will return tomorrow morning.” “I told you to stay,” Alpha Landon answers. Against her better judgment, she stays seated as he releases her wrist and leans back into his chair. “You don’t trust me,” he states flatly. “Even if I am both your alpha and your mate.” “It’s not that,” Izzy replies defensively. “It’s just... I barely know you.” “That’s exactly the reason why I am asking you to stay the night with me.” Instead of answering
As if sensing the turmoil inside of Izzy’s mind, Landon turns her around so that she’s facing him now. Her eyes meet his intense gaze and she can see the hunger in them. Without saying a word, he covers her lips with his own in a passionate kiss. Izzy can feel every inch of his muscular body pressed against her body and she moans softly as their tongues dance together in perfect sync. He pulls away briefly, leaving Izzy gasping for air. “You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to kiss you since you walk through my office door,” he whispers huskily, his breath hot against her. She looks into his eyes, unsure of what to say, especially when she is harboring the same feelings towards him. Landon leans back in and presses another searing kiss to her lips, one hand cupping her cheek while the other trails down her side to rest on her hip. Izzy moans softly into the kiss as she feels Landon’s fingers tracing along the hem of her nightdress. With a growl, Landon breaks away from the
Oh yes, she will, she thinks. More than being her mate, she wants so much to give service to her alpha. And so, without hesitation, Izzy leans down and takes him into her mouth. She runs her tongue along the length of him, exploring every inch of him with eager curiosity. Landon's hips buck upward involuntarily as Izzy continues to pleasure him. Her hands are now caressing his thighs and hips, reveling in the feeling of his muscular body beneath her touch. "Fuck," Landon groans as he throws his head back onto the pillows. The sight of Izzy pleasuring him is almost too much for him to handle. But then she does something unexpected — she stops and sits up, licking her lips seductively as she gazes down at him. She crawls on top of him, her lips glistening with his arousal as she gazes at Landon. Her eyes are dark with desire and her breathing is ragged as she takes in the sight of him. His body is taut and glistening with sweat, his muscles rippling under her touch. Landon groans,
Izzy slowly opens her eyes, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort surrounding her. Then she remembers where she is and who she’s with. Alpha Landon. She smiles as she looks up at his sleeping face, his arm draped over her waist and his leg tangled with hers. The events of the previous night come back to her in flashes — their conversation about virginity, her memories of her ex-boyfriend, and then falling asleep in each other’s arms. For a moment, she allows herself to soak in the peacefulness of the moment. She can feel his breath tickling her neck as he stirs awake, his arm tightening around her waist. But soon enough, her stomach grumbles. She glances at the clock and sees that it’s already nine in the morning. Landon stirs awake as Izzy shifts to her back. “Good morning,” he mumbles sleepily, his voice rough from sleep. “Morning,” Izzy replies with a soft smile, turning her head to look at him. Landon opens his eyes and smiles back at her. His blue eyes are bright and full of
Izzy opens the front door and is surprised to find several maids standing outside. She steps back, allowing them to enter the house.“Beta Carter paid for our services,” one of them explains as they enter the house.“Ahm, thank you,” she says, surprised. “…I guess.”She looks over her shoulder to where Carter is leaning against the wall. His wet clothes cling to his muscular frame, making him look even more enticing than usual. But there’s also a hint of something else in his gaze, a desire that matches hers.She moves towards him, and with every step she takes, his desire grows stronger. She can feel it radiating off of him like heat.“Is this common for you? Having pack members help out with the laundry and chores?” she asks, trying to distract herself from the intensity of their desires for each other.“If I am busy and overwhelmed,” he answers in a deep voice. &ldqu
As they reach the house, Carter offers to help with the chores. Izzy hesitates, but she’s too tired to argue so she agrees. She is also afraid that her desires will flare up during an argument with him.“Fine,” she grumbles. “You can help me with washing the blankets.”Carter grins and follows her inside. “I knew you can’t resist my charms.”Izzy rolls her eyes and starts taking out the blankets that smell like they’ve been stored in the cabinet for a long time. She hands a pile to Carter, who takes them without complaint.They work in silence for a few minutes, until Carter breaks it by saying, “You know, I used to do this kind of thing all the time when I lived in the packhouse.”“Oh, really?” she asks. “Why did they allow you to stay there? You have a mansion, and your chain of hotels is not too far from here.”“The elders don’t want the
Carter leans to her, and she savors his smell. She wants more. She wants him to do more than just imprison her between that same nice body and the rows of grocery items.“My dear Izzy… I know that you want me too… And if I really am the selfish man that you think I am, all I need to do is touch you and you will jump at the chance to make love to me. You are my mate, and I can sense your inner wolf begging for me.”She is about to say something when he presses his finger to her lips. “Shhh…” He presses himself to her and she can feel his hardness between her legs. “Like you, I am also starting to lose myself the longer we don’t make love. Just your smell, your voice, the heat from your skin, is making me heady… so please, don’t look at me, or I might not be able to control myself anymore.”And just like that, she tightly shut her eyes.“Good girl, just stay like that.”Then she felt his hands on her shoulders. And when he moans, she shivers. “What are you doing, Carter?”“Shhh… Let me
Izzy wakes up early on Thursday, feeling refreshed and determined to start her day. She gets dressed quickly and heads downstairs to grab some breakfast. As she is about to take a bite of her toast, there’s a knock on the door.She frowns. It’s too early for Carter. She sets down her toast and walks to the door. She takes a deep breath before opening the door.“Can I help you?” she asks coolly.Carter gives her a small smile. “I came to accompany you today…” he says. “…as what is expected of me and especially of you.”Izzy snorts but can’t help but allow him into the house. “I’m going somewhere.”“Where?”“Somewhere.”“Izzy…” he says, a scolding tone in his voice.“Grocery,” she finally answers as she returns to her breakfast. “I also need to buy a couple of items.”“I can accompany you with that.”“Ah, the young master will do such menial things, huh?”He presses his lips and she can feel his pain because of her words. She takes a deep breath and apologizes. “I’m sorry.”The hurt in
Izzy wakes up to the smell of bacon and eggs. She sits up groggily, rubbing her eyes before glancing at the clock on her bedside table. It reads 7 AM and so she goes outside of her room and finds Miles, who is already up and about. He is cooking breakfast in the kitchen of the house that he has allowed her to stay at. She watches him for a moment, still feeling a little awkward after last night’s events.He turns around and catches her staring at him. “Good morning, sleepyhead,” he says with a smile, flipping the bacon in the pan.“Morning,” she mumbles, running her fingers through the ends of her tangled hair.Miles serves them both breakfast and they sit down at the small dining table. Izzy watches him as he pours them each a cup of tea.“Other than the bacon and eggs, I also prepared you a tea, because I know that you will be drowning yourself in coffee the entire day. Don’t worry—”“About last night…” she interjects.Miles looks up from his plate, his expression unreadable. “It’s
“Hey, Izzy, I prepared dinner,” Miles says as he peeks through Izzy’s door. “Would you like to eat with me before I leave?”The answer is a resounding NO, and yet, Izzy shifts her attention from her laptop to Miles. It’s late now. However, she finds the need to pretend that she’s busy just so there would be no more conversation with him. In fact, she already finished half of her work for tomorrow!“You don’t have to cook for me, Miles,” she answers as she returns her attention to her laptop. “Besides, I am still busy.”She hears the door open wider and she can’t help but look at Miles again. He is scrunching his brows at her, as if he knows that she is just pretending to be swamped with work.“Do you really want to pretend as if nothing happened between us last night?” he asks.“Not now, Miles.”He moves closer to her desk and places his hands on top of it—making it impossible for her to ignore him any longer.“What do—”She stops because Miles surprises her with his next actions. He
Izzy wakes up to the warm rays of sunlight peeking through the curtains. Turning to her left, she sees Miles sleeping peacefully beside her. His messy blonde hair is stuck on his forehead and his arms are wrapped around her, holding her close.She smiles at the sight and gently traces his jawline with her fingertips. It was an intimate night. It was perfect. It was as if he was her only mate—then she pauses. Finally realizing what she’s been thinking about, her fingers freeze.What now? Now they’ve crossed the threshold from being friends and into lovers. What will she do once she rejects the mate bond with him and he would be in so much pain—that is, until he finds another mate?The mate bond only activates once a year. That means, he will hate her for a year. Will she be able to handle his hatred? Can she take being the target of the grief that she will cause him?She cannot! Last night was a mistake! She was being horny and gave in to the haze of the mate bond!And so, she withdraw
Miles takes his time worshiping her, the intensity in his eyes making her heart race faster. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and it drives her wild. She can feel herself getting lost in the ecstasy of his touch, unable to think about anything else except for the pleasure he’s giving her.“Miles…” she moans out his name, grasping onto the couch for support as pleasure consumes her body. “I can’t take it anymore…”But Miles doesn’t stop there. He continues to pleasure her until she is on the brink of orgasm. Just when she thinks she can’t take it anymore, he sucks on her clit and that unravels everything. She comes so hard that it feels like an explosion inside of her.“Oh!” she cries out as waves of pleasure continue to wash over her.Miles doesn’t stop there though. He keeps going, prolonging her orgasm until she's a shivering mess beneath him. When she finally comes d
"Izzy..." Miles whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of their breathing.She can feel her heart pounding in her chest, the butterflies in her stomach turning into a storm as she looks up at him. And for the first time, she sees Miles in a different light. Aria is correct, his features are handsome, so it’s not a surprise that he attracts a lot of women in their pack.Then, Izzy’s inner wolf screams at her and commands her to pull him closer, to close the remaining gap between their heated bodies.“I have always yearned for your love, Izzy…” he whispers as he touches the side of her face. “So, if you don’t like this, just push me, a gentle push is enough if the haze is becoming hard to control.”However, instead of pushing him, she raises her body to touch his and she hears him groan. With her need so pronounced, she closes the distance between them and their lips meet.For a moment, everything fades away except for the feeling of Miles' lips against hers. They're warm and