ELISE'S POV I had never been more confused in my life. This was not how o expected the date to go. Ferris stared at me, not with affection or surprise, but with something far more dangerous—anger. I felt it radiating off of him like heat from a wildfire. The air around us seemed to thicken. “Fer
FERRIS' POV It was the next day, but my mind was still caught in the whirlwind of emotions from day before. There was only one person on my mind - Elise. We were supposed to spend the day together yesterday but it went terribly wrong when the memories came back. The cabin, the snacks, the flower
ELISE'S POV The water dripped down my body, cool against my heated skin as I stepped out of the shower with the towel wrapped loosely around me. It had been a long, exhausting day, and as much as I tried to push Ferris from my mind, he lingered there—always at the edges of my thoughts, taunting me.
"Yes," I moaned, my fingers digging into his hair as he teased me, keeping me on the edge. "Please… I need you." With a smirk, he finally gave me what I wanted. He trusted into me with one hard, powerful motion. I cried out. The sensation was overwhelming as he filled me completely, stretching me i
ELISE'S POV I woke up with a groan. My body was sore from the last few days of relentless training. Ferris always pushed me hard, but he knew my limits. He knew when to stop, when to encourage me, and when to give me that sly grin that always made me want to work just a little harder. But for a whi
ELISE'S POV I stared in disbelief at the mess in front of me. The pile of notes I had spent hours working on was now drenched in coffee, the liquid soaking through every page. My hands trembled as I reached for the nearest document, watching the ink smear and run. It was ruined—completely and utter
If I fought Angie, word would get to him and he would be disappointed in me. I already knew how the council felt about him bringing me to his pack. I pushed open the door to my room and stepped inside, letting the door shut behind me. The moment I was alone, I sank down onto the bed and placed my
“You’re right, Angie. You are a Luna candidate. And that means something.” Angie’s eyes narrowed “What do you mean?” I leaned in a little closer, lowering my voice as if I were sharing a secret. “If the pack hears that an outsider disrespected a Luna candidate—especially one of our own—without any