“You haven’t done anything wrong,” I whispered to Glinda. “If the time comes and it looks like I’m about to be captured, run for your life.”She shook her head.“For fuck’s sake, Glinda. Save yourself.”Her low growl told me that we would stick together, no matter what.“All right,” I whispered as the footsteps became heavier, cracking twigs and shifting stones. It sounded like there were three sets, of which I would shoot two, and Glinda would tear out the other one’s throat. “If they come inside, then you attack.”She gave me a sharp nod.I clenched my teeth, trying to keep my head clear. This time, I would wait to make sure the demon was dead. Then I would steal his flare or anything else he would use to send an SOS.“Katie,” growled a familiar voice. My stomach dropped. Was that Griff?“What the fuck are you doing up here? Come out of that tent.”“What are you doing here?” I whispered, in case it was a demonic trick.His rolling growl made the fine hairs on the back of my neck sta
I thought Griff would start talking right away, but he stood and walked out of the tent with Glinda’ssaddlebags, leaving me staring at his broad back. My gaze dropped to my hands, and I reached into my bond with Beki, since she was so deeply connected with his wolf.“Is he furious?” I asked her.She hesitated before shaking her head.“Then he’s angry?”She nodded.“Because I screwed up the mission?” When she tilted her head to the side, which meant I was getting close, I asked her, “Because we’re both stuck in Hell and there are demons looking for us?”Beki’s sharp nod told me that I was describing exactly how Griff felt.Moments later, he stepped into the tent, followed by his huge, black Hellhound. “These two can bunk together for the next couple of days,” he said, his words gruff. “You and I will stay in my shelter.”I rose on shaky legs and moved aside as Griff settled the massive creature at Glinda’s side. He was the alpha of their pack and fair
Even Beki flinched at his assessment. Maybe I was proud, but what was the alternative? Smiling while people talked to me like I was shit was out of the question. Not if I wanted to retain an ounce of self-respect. The moment wolves spotted a weakling in a position of power, they would have challenged me until I was at the bottom of the pack.Sagging a little, I sat heavily on the mattress, waiting for him to eviscerate me with his words. It wasn’t like I set out to be single my entire life, but wolves didn’t throw themselves at women, especially when they weren’t beautiful or submissive.“So, my wolf and hers were the same?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even.“Cathwulf’s other half was the most radiant Arctic wolf in existence,” he said with a fond smile. “Mine was utterly smitten.”“But you didn’t feel the same?” I asked.Griff hesitated for long enough for me to gauge that his lack of an answer was a resounding no. “She was a di cult woman to love.”“Because she didn’t dance?”“S
“Isn’t that a theft of her birthright?” I asked.Griff cleared his throat. “Fenrir wouldn’t have allowed the alpha magic to transfer if I hadn’t thoroughly subdued her.”“How was that possible when she was so frigid?” I snarled.“Cathwulf was a very passionate woman,” he murmured. “Beneath the ivory tower she had built around herself. I wanted to break down her walls, so she could let me in.”I shook my head. “What does that even mean?”“There was a barrier between us that I needed to shatter.” Resentment burned through my insides and radiated off my skin. Without meaning to, my hands drifted toward thegun holsters in my jacket. “Did it work, then?”“It was the single most pleasurable experience of my life.”Cold slammed into my chest, and my jaw dropped. I turned to Griff, my lips trembling. “What did you say?”Instead of looking at me, his eyes were unseeing, as though he was reliving the experience. But the look on his features was pure agony.“That night, I felt her heart
Griff’s lips were smooth, sensual, and utterly sinful. I hadn’t felt them in over forty years, and the feel of his flesh against mine turned me back into thehopeful young woman I was before the betrayal.A protest rose to the front of my mind, but Beki pressed on our bond, urging me not to pull back. My wolf’s every instinct screamed at me to believe, forgive, forget about our past, but it wasn’t easy. It was like her jaws were clamped around my neck, holding me in place.My breath quickened, and Griff’s cedar and woodsmoke scent overwhelmed my senses. It was like falling back in time and falling back in love. All those times I’d watched our ill-fated romance on the memory wall, I’d only had a vague recollection of how it felt to be in the arms of a beautiful and powerful male. Now, I was reliving this experience, and I didn’t want it to end.Every nerve ending in my body tingled with the pleasure of his touch, my nipples tightened, and heat flooded my core. If I didn’t do something—an
He leaned down a few inches, closing the distance between us, and cupped the side of my face. His lips grazed mine in a ghost of a kiss that sent pleasure skittering across my skin. My eyelids fluttered shut, and I waited for him to kiss me properly, but he continued the soft, teasing caresses. “Do you want more?” he growled in a tone that made mynipples tighten and my core clench. “Yes,” I whispered.“Then you know what to do,” he murmured against my lips.I slid my hand up the hard contours of his biceps, over his muscular neck, threaded my fingers in his hair, and brought his head down for a kiss.Griff groaned and pressed our bodies together so tightly that his erection felt like an iron rod against my belly. Moisture flooded my folds, and I ground against the thick length, wanting more.“Fuck, Katie,” he moaned into the kiss. “You are so perfect for me.”He slipped his tongue into my mouth and caressed mine with a series of strokes that made my mind spin. I’d forgotten how he coul
His lips descended on mine for another kiss, but I didn’t get a chance to savor it for long because he soon made a path of hot kisses down my body until he reached my leggings.“Fuck, Katie,” he said with a groan. “You smell so good.”Heat rose to my cheeks. Something told me he could always scent my arousal, but he’d been too cool to mention it until I had accepted his feelings.“I want to eat your pussy and have your legs clamped around my head as you cum.”“Ah…” I tried to speak, but the words came out garbled. “Do it.”He hooked his fingers beneath my leggings and knickers, and then pulled both garments to my ankles with a practiced movement. I shoved away all thoughts of other women. Whoever he’d been with before meeting me didn’t count. Nor did the others he’d slept with while he thought I was dead and languishing in Hell. Griff hadn’t pursued anyone else since our eyes had met in Coyote Willy’s, and as long as I was alive, it would be just him and me.“Open your legs,” he said a
You know that jumping-off-the-dive-board feeling when you’re about to die and you see your entire life flashing before your eyes? Maybe you can get the drift, because that was exactly how my insides felt when I realized that the enchantment altering my appearance had reversed.I sat on the mattress, stark-bollock naked, still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. A lock of my original blonde hair fell to my face, and I tucked it behind my ear, already feeling my features were less delicate.Griff stood three feet away, his back braced against the fabric wall of our pop-up shelter. His broad chest rose and fell like bellows, looking like he was building himself up to a hurricane of wrath.Meanwhile, Beki, my sweet innocent wolf, tried to hide in the furthest corner of my soul. Gulping, I tried not to show any weakness. She'd warned me to confess my identity to Griff, but I’d been so swept away by the knowledge that he hadn’t betrayed me that I had let him give me oral even thoug
Hades was a persistent bastard who continued to attack Shifter City. He sent assassins, spies, and other Trojan horses, but Fenrir was always prepared. With the help of Loki, Ophois, and a few other lupine gods we had encountered during the past fifteen years, Midgard remained the afterlife of choice for all wolves.Our system was simple: the berserkers in the Hellfire Pack would collect the souls of those who died within Shifter City or within the Norse pack’s protected wards. Griff and I would venture out to reap any wolves who died within the Supernatural World.We didn’t even need to hide in the trunk of an Überwald to exit Shifter City. The Hellhounds we rode moved us faster than any speeding vehicle, and the magic protecting our physical forms was powerful enough to shield us from Hades and his enforcers.Griff and I stood within a white room in the Shifter Ward of Atlantis Hospital, waiting for an old she-wolf to take her last breath. We could barely see her through the crowd o
Guests filled white seats in a large reception hall decorated to resemble a Greek temple. At its very end, Hades stood beneath an archway of mauve calla lilies and pomegranate flowers. He wore an ostentatious oxblood red frock coat with plum-colored embroidery.To his right stood a dark-haired male in a morning suit of the same color, wearing a five o’clock stubble that he probably thought made him look cool.Griff gave me a nudge. “His best man is Lucifer, King of the Seventh Faction.”My brows rose, and I scanned the groom’s side of the room. The entire Supernatural Council sat in the front seats with Captain Caria, who wore a dress for a change and sat beside a dark-haired woman whose features were equally as stern. Azriel perched on his seat behind them, looking like he’d been blackmailed into attending.Among the powerful VIPs, I recognized a dark-skinned couple in Egyptian attire who had to be Isis and Osiris, the aunt and uncle of Ophois and the rulers of the First Faction. Lok
Several days ago, Fenrir had suggested we raid the Fifth Faction on the night of the Strawberry Moon. Now we had retrieved the wolf souls, we no longer needed to perform the heist, but my idea would be the perfect revenge.Fenrir sat behind his desk and folded his arms across his chest. He glanced from me to Griff and said, “This is completely unnecessary. After everything you’ve endured, there’s no need for you to face Hades.”Griff spoke first. “This is the least that bastard deserves. He has to learn that striking at Midgard has consequences.”“Agreed,” Fenrir said. “But I don’t want to put either of you at risk.”“It’ll be worth it to teach him not to embed curses in people’s souls,” I said. “And I also can’t wait to melt the smirk off his face when I interrupt him with his mate.”Griff snarled, remembering how Hades had infiltrated our hotel room just as we had planned to become intimate. It was time to return his gesture with one of our own.Fenrir snickered. “Fine, but doing th
My breath turned quick and shallow, and my gaze remained fixed on what was looking to be a terrible earthquake. “Were the others too late to save the wards?”“It’s Fenrir.” Griff slung an arm around my shoulder and tucked me into his side.The distant hill split into several pieces, and the ground that comprised it tumbled away in an avalanche, revealing a mass of white that took up the landscape. My pulse quickened, but Beki made excited barks as though she was meeting an old friend.“Don’t tell me Fenrir’s the size of a blue whale,” I whispered.Griff rubbed his chin. “He once told me he couldn’t shift without destroying the village, but I didn’t completely understand what he meant until now.”Chunks of land rolled off the massive wolf as it rose onto four legs and raised his head toward the pale sky. Despite having remained underground for goodness knows how long, his fur was as pristine as Beki’s. The only difference between them apart from size was that Fenrir’s wolf had turquois
Flying scorpions hovered above us, breathing plumes of fire over our heads whilst trying to re-form. The other wolf shifters tossed wet stones at the swarm, making them break into further pieces. Roars of triumph mingled with the skin-tightening clicks of armored wings, but none of that mattered. Not while Griff was standing before me and declaring he’d made a mistake.The cacophony of sounds faded into the background, and I gazed into his amber eyes. Amber eyes that shone with love and sorrow and regret. Amber eyes that I could have lost myself in for an eternity. Beki pushed herself against our bond and swooned with joy.I wasn’t quite so hopeful.How many times had I gone through this before? I needed to know that the bond wouldn’t bring up something else that would turn Griff away.“Why?” I asked. “Why did you return if it wasn’t for Fenrir?”The muscles in his handsome face tightened, and his gaze jerked to the side. “I didn’t want you to leave the island,” he said, his voice tig
Mum rushed to our side with a bucket of water and set it on the floor. “I’ll get more.”Some of the other wolves had gathered a pile of rocks around the clearing, only to disappear and fetch more, while a few of them remained to hurl them at Snorri. Each stone that landed dented his huge scorpion body, but it did nothing to break him apart.An idea hit me upside the head. “Dad.” I gave him a nudge in the side. “Let’s try getting these stones wet.”Without another word, he walked to the pile of rocks, gathered up a pair, and dipped them in the water. I left the attackers to join him and took one from his hand.I was no expert on arthropods or any other type of shelled creature, but Dad had once told me on a hunting trip that the protective coverings around their bellies were softer than the ones at their backs.“This way.” I flicked my head toward the obelisk.The other wolf shifters continued their attacks on Snorri, making him lash out at them with his tail, but more importantly, the
By now, the air was thick with smoke, but it was nothing compared to the brimstone of Hell. I’d lost track of the flying scorpions and continued through the trees toward the clearing.The swarm had formed the shape of a centaur-like creature, but with a scorpion body replacing that of an equine. Ten feet tall, it stood on six clawed legs with a tail as long as its spine. Hellfire glowed from its bulbous stinger, forming a line of crimson flames down its back.Its back was turned to me, but the same black carapace covered its human side, ending with a round head peppered with bristles. The creature placed a hand on the surface of the obelisk and drummed its fingers.“Urus, teimas, mannaz, othala,” said the voice of an old man. “What a clever combination. Especially when crossed with wunjo and era. Yes... yes… Fine work.”My lips tightened, and I stormed around to look the scorpion man full in the face. It was the only part of his body not covered in the black shell, and he had the sall
Cold shock barreled through my system, even as my chest exploded with streams of burning scorpions. The last week flashed across my mind, filling me with a painful realization. Hades had attached the curse to the bargain Griff had made with the faeries. He’d given us days five before it took control of Griff’s body and destroyed Shifter City.We’d spent the last five days scrambling around trying to break the curse and transfer it to someone else. We had spent all that time worrying about what was inside Griff and hadn’t given a thought to what Hades might have placed in me.Fuck. Griff and I were mates. Rumpel Kracknuts had even hinted that curses could go deeper than the soul of the afflicted. I’d been too concerned with his murder of the healer to even think that he was hinting that I carried the curse.Bloody Hades had turned me into his Trojan horse, and if I couldn’t find a way to stop the swarm, it wouldn’t just mean the destruction of Midgard. It could mean the end of Shifter
The chief enforcer snorted. “I was a few years younger, but I remember you from the academy. Even back then, I knew you were destined for greatness.”My lips formed a tight line. I didn’t need to read his mind to catch his meaning. Randel couldn’t believe that a man like Griff was capable of achieving all those things without my intervention. As a member of Fenrir’s inner circle, he would have heard about our progress, but I couldn’t let him walk away believing I had done all the work.“Franklin Griffiths is more capable than any wolf. It was his knowledge and strength that got us through our trials, not just mine.”Randel nodded and continued toward the driveway.With a sigh, I pushed open the door and walked through the empty hallway. At this time of the night everyone had gone to bed, and my footsteps echoed in the silence. Damp air filled my nostrils as I descended the darkened stairwell that led to the basement, and I pushed the door open to find Fenrir standing beside the fighti