AlexJust as I thought, my brothers were all stunned into silence the moment they laid eyes on our mate. She looked breathtaking in her glamorous red dress, and I couldn’t wait until the night ended so that we could all take turns in worshiping her sexy body.Lucas let out a low whistle that brought a blush to Isobelle’s cheeks.“You are beautiful,” Mason exclaimed, taking her by the hand so he could bring it to his lips to kiss.“The most stunning woman on the planet,” Grayson added.A middle-aged couple walked into the restaurant before us and grimaced in our direction. Luckily for them, Izzy was too wrapped up in us to notice them. My family had been putting up with these bigoted assholes for decades. People either respected our lifestyle or they didn't. Our mother had been reduced to tears, alienated, treated like a whore, and heckled in the street. When we were young, kids used to run inside their houses whenever they saw us playing outside. Their parents shunned our parents at t
Isobelle"Brr, it's cold outside." I shuddered, rubbing my arms for warmth.The buzz from the two glasses of champagne I had at dinner had started to wear off. I put on a brave face in front of the boys, pretending not to have heard all the insensitive whispering, when in fact, I picked up every word that was spoken. Not all of it was bad. Some of it was reassuring.Grayson was the first to remove his suit jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders. I snuggled into it, loving how his woodsy scent infused the material. Chloe, Lincoln, Danna, and her ranger husband, Josh, met us outside the Vortex club. Josh was a blonde version of Lincoln, big and bulky, but with less facial hair. They dressed more for comfort, donning stonewashed jeans, boots, and plaid shirts. The girls stood out from their husbands. Danna opted for a glitzy blue two-piece skirt and strappy top, and silver heels. Chloe looked stunning in a pink halter-neck mini dress, and white patent open-toe pumps.The queue to get
IsobelleThe mid-morning sun stung my eyes as I cracked them open.Ouch, my head.The light dazzled me. My feet throbbed from dancing in heels all night, and it felt like someone had taken a jackhammer to my skull. I smacked my parched lips together to revitalize my withered tongue, but it was no use. I needed water. My stomach gurgled like an active volcano and my breath smelled as if I had brushed my teeth with dog shit.I'm never drinking ever again.I had no recollection of getting home last night. One glance beneath the sheets confirmed we were all naked. The warm, musky odor of bodily fluids wafted up and offended my nostrils, confirming my suspicions. We'd had sex. Although, I couldn't remember the details. My memory was hazy, the room was spinning, and I just wanted to hang my head out of the window and breathe in some fresh air. It had been such a long time since I vomited and suffered from a hangover. The last time was during freshers' week. A mass of tangled limbs stood bet
IsobelleLucas flipped me over so that he pressed my back against the table and positioned my ass at the edge. He spread my legs apart as Grayson pulled my robe open, leaving me bare and vulnerable. Grayson moved the mug onto the kitchen counter out of the way. He turned his attention to me and devoured my breasts. His mouth was all over them, nipping and sucking my nipples into stiff peaks. Lucas pressed kisses along my inner thighs, my legs quaking with anticipation of all the pleasures that were yet to come. As his journey reached its destination, his hot breath gusting warmth against my mound. Lucas's relaxed tongue delved between my lower lips, lapping slowly, and humming his approval as if this was the best thing he had ever tasted.“She tastes amazing, doesn't she?” Grayson spoke in a sexy husk.Lucas was too busy feasting to muster words, replying with, “Mm.”“I still can't believe you're real,” Grayson mumbled, trailing kisses across my jaw, then claimed my mouth.The kiss wa
IsobelleAnother day passed, and I still had mentioned nothing to my parents. I avoided social media altogether, partly so I didn’t have to reply to any messages. At one point, I considered updating my relationship status to ‘It’s complicated’ just to wriggle out of divulging all the details. My daily phone calls were brief, making awkward small talk about the weather. When my mother asked me if I had made any progress with the research project, I froze, unsure of what to say on the spot. This was more than a little white lie; it felt deceitful, withholding a huge part of my life from my family. The guilt consumed me like an ugly parasite, feeding off every insecurity that resurfaced. People would judge me. Nobody would understand. I wasn't ashamed of the Bennett brothers, so why was I keeping them stashed away like they were a dirty little secret? It wasn’t fair to them. Throwing caution to the wind, I grabbed my phone from off the arm of the sofa and began typing out a text message.
GraysonIt was good to see Izzy so enthusiastic to work for our pack. She would be the first human besides Victoria Grayson allowed to travel in and out of Whitevale. It was only because Victoria mated with the late Beta, Arron Grayson, that Alec granted her permission to stay in town. Mixed-species couples moved to Lakewell. I don’t even think Isobelle realizes what an honor this is for us.The second we arrived at the ranger trail, Izzy hopped straight out of the car and retrieved her things from the trunk.“Get your paws off, Isobelle insisted. “I’ll carry my things. You can get the picnic basket.” She swatted Lucas’s hand away as he reached for her backpack. It was a good job she traveled light because it was a four-mile hike down to the lakeside.It wasn’t as hot today as it had been all week. At least we would have a comfortable stroll through the woodland while the weather was good. The aroma of clean forest pine filled my lungs as I walked alongside Alex. He was still wearing
IsobelleThe Bennett brothers had lured me to the secret state of Whitehaven under false pretenses. I was supposed to be studying a rare species of wolf, but instead, I was kidnapped by four smoking hot werewolves. The quadruplets were destined to share a mate . . . and fate had chosen me. They grew on me. One by one, they got me to fall for their charms, and in return, they kept me satisfied in and out of bed. They are unique in their quirks. Alex thrives on order and is a true dominant. Grayson is the dirty minded one and a Daddy Dom. Lucas is the strong silent type, who has a passion for painting. Mason is a hopeless romantic, who writes music and reads poetry. I forgave them for kidnapping me and decided to give these horndogs a chance. We’re mated now, and it was love at first bite. They each shared a special night with me, making love to me into the early hours. They marked me, and now I’m theirs. It should have been the start of something beautiful. Yet I’ve felt under the weat
Isobelle I sat outside for a solid half hour before the boys came to join me. “We’re ready,” Grayson announced, emerging through the door first. “Oh, you don’t look so good, babe.” He placed his palm against my forehead. “Alex! Izzy’s burning up!” Grayson exclaimed worriedly. Alex rushed out and dropped to his knees beside me. “Babe, can you tell me what’s wrong?”“I’m boiling. I feel like my body is on fire, and as soon as I kissed Grayson, I felt myself getting hotter and hotter down below,” I tried to explain as well as I could, but the more time that passed, the more intense the heat between my legs became. “We’re going to take you to a doctor. Do you think you could manage a trip to town?” Alex asked, taking charge of the situation. I nodded. “Yes, I think so.” Mason carried me to Alex’s car. He'd parked it between Mason’s Mustang and Grayson’s Porsche. Lucas’s Harley seemed like the odd one out alongside the line-up of cars. Lucas caught me side-eying it. “As soon as you’re