Hana can't seem to help but lose control with these guys. And don't worry, I'm not leaving you hanging here.
Goddess help me. The desire in his green eyes and the intensity of his words were enough to make me want to clench my thighs. I was so conflicted. I couldn’t let him win this bet, but I didn’t want him to stop. I licked my lips and tried to think of what to say. “I don’t want you to stop, but I’m not having sex with you.” I compromised with myself. “That’s fine by me, darling. I wouldn’t want our first time together on an uncomfortable boulder. I’ll be satisfied tonight if I can have a second dessert.” He smiled as his attention returned to my body. I wish I’d worn something sexier and more accessible. I wanted to die of embarrassment as Isak tugged my simple white cotton bra down. I know I’m not very endowed, but he didn’t seem to care in the least as he toyed with my sensitive nipples. Daisuke hadn’t given much attention to them when we had sex, and well, the boys back in Bloodmoon didn’t go past making out with me. I know from self-pleasure that I like my nipples being playe
Isak has never gone MIA like this. Aidan and I didn’t want to admit it, but we knew it wasn’t a coincidence he went missing after Aidan came home with his tall tale of fingering Hana in Well Thumbed’s coffee lounge. I didn’t buy it. Hana wouldn’t have done that. It was ridiculous he even took her there. Nothing about this woman says a sex club is her vibe. Isak took Adian seriously. Thus, he went missing. Isak is fooling himself if he thinks he’s not into Hana as more than a quick fuck for a bet. And if my theory is right, I feel bad for the guy. Unless he admits it and calls off this bet, Adian and I are still in it. Plus, I saw her first. Even if he ignored our texts, we knew where he was going. The boys at DKE sold him out in a heartbeat. I felt better knowing he was with Harris. Bertie DNA aside, Harris is an alright kid. However, when it was reported Isak finally left, we’d been milling around the den, waiting to confront him. I should be sleeping. Instead, I was waiting and a
I had a lot of questions when he implied his back story was why he lacks faith in humanity and apparently everything. I’d have to ask them another time. This didn’t seem like the time or place for that. To avoid asking those questions and the subject of his friends, I brought us back to why we were alone in his classroom. I knew this was coming. I should’ve told him no the moment he asked. I already feel like some cheap pack tramp, having been intimate on dates with Aidan and Isak. That’s not the kind of girl I am. I don’t even have the mate bond or their powers to explain why these men make me forget my senses. It doesn’t make sense. I lose control when I get alone with one of them. Then Albert said the sentence that blew my mind. He had tickets to see Immortal Eclipse? VIP tickets!? Um, yes, please! I’ll be embarrassed about my squeal at the prospect of seeing them live later. Right now, I needed to know if he was fucking with me. “I take it you’re a fan.” Albert chuckled. “A
Despite Paxton intruding, I secured a date with Hana. I didn’t know or care what the fuck the Order wanted. Sending Paxton was a terrible idea, and I would ensure they knew it. I didn’t particularly appreciate how he looked at her or attempted to use his demon charms on her. He’s lucky Hana only shook her charm bracelet in warning to stay back. Even in class, I wouldn’t put it past her to be armed. I had to hurry to get to the historic brownstone in the city that played home to the American chapter of the Order of the Jade Seal. After my eye was scanned and allowed in, I was directed to Leader Azer’s office. That was never a good sign. What did this old fucker want with us? I took the stairs two at a time, wanting to finish this. I took a deep breath and knocked. “Enter, Weeber.” A childlike voice called. I grimaced. Azer always creeped me out. He’s the oldest living vampire. The thing is, whoever sired him broke all vampire laws and ethics by turning a pre-teen boy. Sitting behin
“Hannah Ya-sh-id-a?” The woman at the register desk butchered my first name and tried hard to pronounce my mom’s surname. I pinched the bridge of my nose and stepped forward. I wasn’t in Bloodmoon anymore. There was no level of built respect because I’m the pack princess. I also opted to use mom’s surname instead of dad’s. Anonymity. That was the whole point. I chose a university across the country from Bloodmoon to get space from life among the supernatural. I’m a human, and I need to accept it is not my fate to belong in that world beyond the adoption paperwork. I needed to find out who I am as a human. Somewhere, I wouldn’t need to compete and train against beings with powers I’ll never have. That, however, didn’t mean picking just any university. I’m still an accomplished student who graduated top of my class with a 4.0 GPA and had many extracurriculars to pad my applications. Thus, I ended up in New Haven, Connecticut, at Yale, where the closest werewolf pack is either The N
“Are you ready for the fresh blood, Weeber?” Professor Meyer teased as he slumped into a chair in the English department’s lounge. “I certainly don’t envy you teaching first-year courses.” I arched my brow, lowering my tablet to look at him. I knew he meant the saying in the aspect of the crop of freshmen that started classes today. He has no clue what I am, so he doesn’t realize how literal his words are to me. As far as Meyer is concerned, I’m the young professor. It’s almost amusing that the man thinks he’s my senior. Based on looks, I still look the same twenty-five I was when I was turned, while Meyer looks about what you’d expect of a sixty-five-year-old human male. In the six years I’ve worked here, this time around, Meyer decided he should take me under his wing. Aidan loves to tease me about it, while Isak finds it adorable. I’m indifferent to his attempts to act as my senior. “That is where we differ, Meyer.” I shrugged, starting to gather my things. “You prefer the juni
I knew moving so far away would make me homesick. That’s only natural, though. While thousands of students surround me and have Pam as a roommate, it’s not the same. As unique a character as Pam is with her love of rugby, or more so an intense appreciation for the rugby player physique, her love of the occult wasn’t the same. Nothing could replace living in the pack house with Daddy, Aurelia, Rosie, and CJ, with various pack members dropping in during the day. I missed the familiarity of home but also how unpredictable it was. Even with Silvercloud having moved out to start his mated life with Persephone, our house was the hub of activity and outrageous events. And when I wanted peace from the pack, I could always drive over to the ranch to ride on Ashes and enjoy a quiet meal with Grandma and Grandpa Christian. That homesickness is the primary reason I opted to wear my boots like a security blanket today. I didn’t care that I’d been getting weird looks all day. I know cowboy boot
SLAM!The loud sound of the heavy antique red oak double doors being slammed echoed through our shared historic Queen Anne Victorian home. Someone was in a foul mood. It wasn’t me because I was in the study looking through my class rosters to rank potential feeding prospects for the semester. It couldn’t be Isak. I distinctly remember seeing him earlier when I came home. That meant the only person who could be storming in was Albert.I glanced at the grandfather clock and frowned when I saw the time. Nine o’clock? He shouldn’t be home this early. His class should’ve only ended an hour and a half ago. Driving here from campus takes about twenty minutes, so Albert drove straight home. We have plenty of blood bags, but Albert has always preferred straight from the tap. I sighed as I rose and poked my head into the foyer. I wasn’t alone in my curiosity about Albert’s sudden and violent return. I noticed Isak leaning over the railing of the stairs. The street lights from outside coming th