Drake
“What’s going on, Bastien.” I inquire urgently, eyeing Sophie where she huddles in the shower. Lowering the phone for a moment, I lean over and press a kiss to her cheek, “We’ll finish this later.” I promise, hoping she knows I’m not cutting our conversation short because of any lingering feelings for Selene.
Sophie nods, looking far too serious and gnawing her plump lip. “I love you.” I remind her, relaxing slightly when a wide smile stretches across her lovely countenance, “And no more playing without me.” I order huskily.
Leaving my blushing mate, I stride out into my bedroom. “Go ahead.” I say into the phone.
The other man’s low voice sounds in my ear. “I’m on my way to the Calypso territory,” he explains, “I’ve left Selene
ArabellaLookingaround my opulent suite in the Calypso pack house, I decide that a girl couldget used to this kind of pampering. The rooms are ten times nicer than myapartment back in Elysium, and even bigger than the private apartment Bastienrenovated when he married the halfling. Blaise must like me very much indeed toafford me such an honor, though I am a bit disappointed he hasn’t invited me toshare his bed yet.Eitherway, I have to revel in the knowledge that I’m living better here in Tartarusthan Bastien ever will in Elysium. In fact, if Flynn’s memory wasn’t driving meforward, I’m so content here that I might consider abandoning my mission.Blaise can offer me more wealth and power than I ever dreamed of possessing,but no amount of luxury can avenge my brother’s death.Still,it’s tempting to gi
BastienTheattack comes just before I reach the edge of the Calypso territory. I leftthe car at the edge of the woods when night fell, wanting to do a bit ofreconnaissance before deciding how my quest should proceed. There’s a chancethat when all is said and done I’ll retrieve the car and enter Tartarus withoutfurther deception, driving right up to the front door and introducing myself toBlaise Denizen under a diplomatic front.However,I think it’s far more likely that I’m going to need to hide my presence here atall costs. I suspect that if I do approach Denizen in person, it will not beunder my true identity. However I can’t decide which tact to choose before I’veseen the Calypso pack for myself. I want to find out what the common peopleknow about their Alpha’s quest to find Volana wolves, and I need to get mybearings and plan conti
BastienThedial tone drags on and on, and my heart sinks deeper into my stomach with everymoment that passes. Pick up, pick up,pick up!Finally the line clicks open, only it isn’tSelene’s voice which answers. “Mommy’s phone!” Lila chirps happily.“Lila?”My eyes fall shut as I revel in the sound of her sweet little voice. She’s safe.I tell myself firmly, if nothing else, I know my pup is safe. “Daddy!” She squeals in excitement. “Is thatyou?”“Helloangel.” I greet her warmly.&nbs
SeleneIn the days since Bastien’s urgent call to get out of the house, my life has been turned completely upside down. After the sentries swept the house and cordoned off all the escape passages, we were finally allowed to return, but no amount of bodyguards or security measures can erase the knowledge that somebody wants to hurt my family.The thought of Bastien traveling alone in the Calypso territory with assassins lurking around every corner makes my skin crawl. I would always rather be overcautious and secure than under cautious and suffer for it, but I can’t help but think my mate is focusing on the wrong threat. He’s the one out there putting his life on the line.His cousin can have no use for Lila and I - the only threat would be if my pup does turn out to be a boy. After all, he knows better than anyone how far a scorned son will go to avenge their father.Still, ther
SeleneLila is crying again when I get home, and as soon as I enter the apartment my mother-in-law shoots me a look of abject relief. My pup is running towards me before I can even close the door behind me, her tiny feet drumming a rapid pitter patter across the wood floors.“Mommy!”“Hello sweet pup.” I croon, gathering her in my arms and rocking her gently from left to right. “What’s the matter?”“Gamma wouldn’ let me have cookie!” She cries pitifully.“I said not before you eat your lunch,” Odette reminds her kindly, dropping a kiss to my cheek and whispering in my ear,“You’ve definitely got your hands full. I’m sorry I dismissed you earlier.”“Don’t be silly, I didn’t take it that way.” I assure her, turning to Lila. “I’ll tell you what, little bean. I’m starving, why don’t we
SeleneHaving Drake here is an absolute Goddess-send.Not only is he precisely the kind of familiar and loving face I needed to help soothe Lila’s overwhelmed nerves, but he was with me throughout my first pregnancy and knows exactly how to make me feel better.When I crave something sweet, the Eros Alpha knows what brand of cookies to buy. When I turn green and make a run for the bathroom, he knows to turn up the air conditioning and pour me a glass of ice water. When I start to cry over nothing, he knows which jokes to tell in order to make me laugh.Still, as relieved as I am to have my friend close by, his sudden appearance makes me uneasy. “I don’t understand.” I admit once the initial excitement has died down, “when did Bas
Selene“What do you mean, Frederic wants to claim me for himself?” I ask nervously,glancing back and forth between the two betas.“The message he sent Bastien made it very clear, Selene.” Donovan sighs. “He plans on taking you for his mate, whether you agree or not.”That doesn’t make any sense.I think uselessly.Why not?Luna asks.You’re the Alpha’s mate, you have his child and the pack loves you both. Who better to convince them to accept Frederic as their new leader than you?Ignoring my wolf, I press, “Why? Just to spite Bastien?”The men exchange a look that sends my stomach lurching up into my throat. “That’s possible.” Aiden admits.“But?” I prompt, knowing there has to be more to this.“But we
Arabella Fourteen Years EarlierIt wasn’t easy getting away from Odette. The powerful she-wolf was determined to keep me in the shelter with the other women and children, but I’ve always been good at slipping through the cracks when adults aren’t looking.I’m still furious at Flynn and Bastien, they always treat me like I’m a baby. It isn’t fair that they get to go fight while I’m expected to cower in the darkness and wait for the danger to pass. Boys get tobe warriors, why is it any different for girls? I may not be as old as they are, but I’m every bit as brave - I know I am. Darting through the forest, I head towards the sounds of the battle, determinedly keeping my eyes straight ahead. I can hear snarls and screams in the distance, and every now and then crimson pools flash in my periphery, blood spraying from f