Hey Rebels, Welp, there wasn't supposed to be ANY steamy moments in this chapter but ALL the main characters in this book are like feral cats in heat. I cannot keep them off of each other. The next chapter is a Nora chapter...Maybe those two will behave but I doubt it lmao. Thank you for the votes, reviews, and gems. I appreciate all of you so much! XOXO Emma Taylor
NORA POV The brisk morning air whips around, with the screams of children and teens play soccer in the field. Andrew continues rocking, sipping his tea, neither of us saying more, finding a comfortable silence in each other’s company. I wouldn’t say we are friends now, but I like him a little more than I did yesterday. I guess it’s a start. “How are you liking Silver Run?” He asks, trying to make small talk. Meeting his gaze, my eyes narrowing as I assess the man sitting across from me. “It’s different from what I thought it’d be,” I answer honestly. “We heard a lot of rumors when Tiberius was “Alpha”. But Elle…I can tell that her pack is happy.” “They are, aren’t they?” Andrew asks, pride in his voice. He obviously holds a lot of respect for the couple. “I have one question….” I trail off, wondering the best way to word it with offending the young wolves playing nearby. “It’s quite unusual for an Alpha to allow rogues to live within their territory…How…?” “Elle has an excellent
NORA POV“Nora…” Xander growls, his voice more animal than human, but even Ares is on the verge of denying my advances. I can tell by the way his body tenses. The two of them holding on to arbitrary guidelines on when the right time should be.Not wanting to hear his denial, I bring my lips back to the spot that drives him the wild. His fingers digging into my thighs as he tries to resist the little bites, I continue to give. “Baby, please…” Xander whimpers, still putting up a fight.Pulling away from his marking spot, my eyes meet the black irises belonging to his wolf. “And if something goes wrong tomorrow, are you willing to risk Dillon having me first? Because I am not. I want you.”My question igniting a fire of realization within him, anger rolling around in his aura as the most carnal “MINE” comes tumbling from his lips.“Yours,” I remind him with a smile. “Make me yours.” Before I have the chance to react, Xander has me pushed up against the wall. His lips on mine, head dizzy f
XANDER POVNora’s gentle breaths fill the air, the scent of us heavy and intoxicating. Ares is still howling and prancing in my mind, both of us high on the afterglow of having our mate. Our Luna. The only woman important enough to have in my bed, or in my home. The only one worth giving my time and energy to outside of responsibility as an Alpha.‘Five more days,’ Ares reminds me, as my eyes find her marking spot once again. The urge to sink my canines into the soft flesh consuming my every thought the more time we spend together.Inhaling deeply, I try focusing on anything else. Without warning, my mind wanders to the last thing I should think about. Dillon. The idea of him getting anywhere near her, setting me on edge.Turning on my side, I bury my face in her neck, inhaling her scent, pulling her hips against mine. A small moan fleeing from her peaceful frame as my hard cock pushes against her. Rubbing my hand along her thigh and ass, I groan. The dam broke tonight. All the things
NORA POVMy feet carry me upstairs, still in a foggy sex filled haze. A soreness sitting between my thighs that I don’t being there. Every cell rejuvenated with a fire and passion. A mystical change I can’t quite put my finger on, but whatever it is, I am embracing it, and the confidence it fuels me with.Entering our bedroom, my phone ringing loudly with Marcus’ ringtone. Rolling my eyes, I walk over, staring at the name sitting on the screen, contemplating if answering it is worth the risk. With the roll of my eyes, I pick it up, removing the charger.Relief flooding through me when the call goes to voicemail. On the verge of replacing it, the screen lights up as his ringtone blasts through the speakers, making me wince.Sliding the button, I raise the phone, making my annoyance known. “Yes, Marcus? To what do I owe the pleasure of hearing your voice at 7 am?’“Nora?” he asks, panic breaking through the grudge I am holding. “Oh thank the Goddess, I have been calling for hours.”“Sorr
NORA POVThe only sound being made is the roar of the engine. The radio turned off, Frankie and Clara silently cuddled in the backseat. Xander’s hand has barely left mine since we have climbed into the vehicle. His thumb gently stroking the inside of my palm, giving both of us comfort.His mind is a hundred million miles away, the wheels churning as he runs through the possibilities of today. The different ways Dillon can succeed, but a sole man versus three Alphas, two sadistic Gammas, a Beta and two warriors? Dillon is a decent warrior, but nothing to write home about.Remaining calm because I have full faith in the friends I have made, and the man I love. Glancing at Xander, a subtle grin sits there, a happy thought finally racing through that beautiful brain of his.Lifting my hand to his lips, he brushes his lips against my knuckles, my heart thumping with the simple movement. The sparks intensifying leaving me slightly breathless. My thoughts returning to the beauty of last night
NORA POVMy feet take me across the grass, the picnic table within view. My heart is in my lungs, my hands gripping each other in a twisted vise grip. Not a single sound can be heard, even the birds are silent. The park is devoid of the creatures that give it life, like they can sense the danger about to invade their space.Even Viola remains hidden deep within my mind, unusually quiet. I thought she would be more present at a time like this. Where the hell is she?Taking a large breath, I climb on top of the picnic table, sitting on the top like Xander instructed. Easier to escape if I need to. Goddess, what the hell was I thinking? Agreeing to this mess. I don’t trust Dillon, especially with a feral wolf behind the wheel.Breaking twigs and the rustle of leaves pulls my attention to the right, a figure in walking through the field. Seeing him again makes my palms sweating uncontrollably and the hair on my arms stick straight up. The way he prowls towards me, like a predator trapping
DAMON POV Matt and Fletcher are busy getting a black bag on his head. Clara bringing the car onto the grass, hoping to get him into the trunk before any humans wander onto the scene. The crew of us working in unison. Frankie helping them lift him into it, while Elle and Charity descend from the treetops. Xander and Nora sitting on the picnic table, lost in their bubble, sparks singing along my skin as mine finds me. Her lips kissing along my shoulder, my hand closing around her fingers, my mind already thinking about the bath I am going to force her into later. She needs to relax, and I know exactly how to get her to. ‘Yes, you do, Alpha,’ she purrs, her velvety voice in mind. Elle is about to say more when the buzz of my phone distracts us both. Andrew knows what we are doing. He wouldn’t call unless absolutely necessary. Pulling the iphone from my pocket, I slide the button to the side, putting the microphone to my ear. “This better be a goddamn emergency,” I mutter in a growl. B
XANDER POVFletcher and Frankie drop Dillon’s limp body to the ground. Like it’s second nature, my Beta puts on the thick rubber gloves. Leaning against the wall, I place a cigarette between my lips and light it. Watching as the pair chain him to the wall. Enjoying the way he flinches when the silver cuffs touch his bare skin.“Alpha,” Frankie says, turning his neck to me, exiting to join Clara waiting outside. The two of them recently learning about the spot. Considering it exists on Fletcher’s parents’ property, very few people know the location. He is more secretive about his family than I am.Clara refuses to come inside after the first time, the smell of vomit, piss, sweat, and blood too much for her to bear. Not to mention the overbearing odor that accompanies death. No, she’d rather wait outside, or helping with Fletcher’s younger siblings.Leaving his arms hanging, my Beta joins me, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket. Handing him my lighter, he sparks the end, taking a long