Well, it worked...and now, Ayda can finally see what it should have been like all along.
DimitriI felt the pain slice through Ayda as if it was my own when I thrust inside her. I never wanted to hurt her, never wanted her to think of me as someone like Masuzyo, and now, I’ve practically ripped her in two.“I’m sorry, Ayda. I’m so sorry.” I keep saying it as I kiss her, leaving gentle k
I hear Asena growling as her venom floods into my system, marking me and scenting me just as Zev is doing with her.When I finally pull my canines from her neck, I lick the wound closed, then hold still. Asena isn’t done marking me yet, and Zev begins purring loudly, letting her know that we’re hers
AydaI wake up with a smile on my face. A BIG smile. I feel deliciously sore between my thighs. Not like I did with Masuzyo, that was just pain. This is…this is soreness from my mate loving me over and over throughout the night.I begin remembering everything we did, everything that my mate did to r
“What’s my one rule for you, baby?” he asks me.I smile at him. “I’m not going anywhere.”He growls softly, leaning in to peck my lips. “If you haven’t seen me by lunch, come find me.”“Okay,” I say excitedly.Cathal and I go searching for Brianna and Luca. Instead, we find Brianna with her mother,
DimitriEvery day, I watch Ayda blossom more and more into the incredible woman she was always meant to be. It’s clear to my why she was mated to an Alpha. She’s a perfect Luna. Now that she feels comfortable with me and more confident in herself, she’s beginning to shine, and the pack is responding
Almost the entire pack is weeping now, hearing the horror of what Ayda went through. I don’t feel like crying, I feel like killing that fucking asshole for what he did to Ayda.“That’s how Harper and Kelsey found me. I was dying. If the cold and infection hadn’t gotten me, I’m sure some wild animal
AydaI was worried that telling my story would make the pack see me differently, and it did, but not in the way that I expected. I thought maybe they would think less of me, blame me for the deaths of these two courageous women because they were helping me, but instead, it feels as though the pack t
Dimitri looks at me a moment, then scoops up some mashed potatoes and feeds them to me. He waits until I swallow them before answering.“I’m planning to attack Masuzyo.”“What? No, Dimitri! He has bombs around his pack lands! I heard some of the warriors talking about it! You can’t! You’ll die. Plea