“That won’t happen, and you know it, we’re done, it’s over. I don’t want to be loved by you or anyone else. I’d rather be alone for the rest of my life than to be lied to and used over and over again.” “I have never lied to you, Quinn…everything I told you was the truth.” “Like abandoning me when
Quinn turned to face him, wiping the tears that tainted her flushed cheeks. “How?” “Dance with me.” She would’ve said no, but he was challenging her strength; the strength she’d lost and was now trying to feign. “Okay.” His arm around her waist pulled her closer, and Quinn hated how good his warm
Zayd pushed the door to his room shut, slamming Quinn against it before greedily taking her lips between his. They’d literally ran here, leaving behind the food Larna had prepared…for their crave was not a normal hunger… Not when they only craved each other. His hand reached behind her, eagerly zi
Zayd released her and she moved away from his mouth. “By all means…do whatever you want, angel. It’s bound to be hot if you take the initiative.” Quinn repositioned herself, turning her back to him and slowly sliding down to gaze upon the bulge in his underwear. Her throat felt dry all of a sudden,
Quinn gritted her teeth as his c*ck glided painfully against her tight walls. It hurt…but the pain was delightful. It for one gave her legs a hard time keeping up, and it fervently flooded her insides, giving her pleasure beyond knowledge. Her trembling hands fell against his chest, scraping his so
Inch by inch…smirking as he did so. “This night will be long…I’m too excited to end it here. Be prepared to be sore tomorrow, you might even have trouble walking. So, let me apologize in advance; I’m sorry, angel.” Quinn’s fingers gripped into the sheets as his hips gyrated, plummeting even deeper
Quinn’s deep sleep was interrupted by knocks on the door. She opened her eyes, realizing that Zayd wasn’t in his room…it was only her. A groan left her lips as she sat up. “Who’s there?” “It’s Marcia. Can I come in for a minute?” Quinn’s eyes widened immediately as she looked around at the remnan
Zayd smiled down at the tray in his hand as he stood before his room, but that pleasant smile disappeared when he could scent out his mother and also hear her voice. He grabbed onto the knob, twisting it and pushing the door open. “Mom, I told yo~” His mouth hung open when he found Quinn hugged ag
Jeo walked back to the shabby cabins where his men were. He was angry…at her and at himself. He regretted coming here now more than ever. It was all for nothing. She carried too much vengeance, the hate she had for him could never amount to love.A tired sigh left his lips as he shoved one of the ca
“You know, I was happy about coming here…I thought I could probably make something work, but with how much you seem to hate me for crimes I didn’t commit, nothing will ever work out between us. And I’ll just f*cking accept it.” River shifted her gaze away from him as he left, making sure to aggres
When the door creaked open, and he saw her leaning against the desk in the center of the room…that was when he breathed out…almost gasping at her beauty. She was wearing a bodysuit, one that covered but also showcased all of her. It was etched to her body, showcasing its every curve and the curves
Jeo came to a sudden stop in the woods he’d intruded. He could smell stale blood…stale werewolf blood. He could also smell the venomoons that resided behind the invisible lines that marked their borders. He couldn’t see it, but somehow, he could tell exactly where their lands started, and he didn’
Before Quinn could respond, Jeo quickly stood to his feet, holding a hand up. “I’ll do it…! I’ll do it…” His impatient yell and then whispered words gained him everybody’s attention, their eyes swung his way, all summing him up as though he’d gone mad. “Did you really just volunteer? Do you want
She took a seat in the last empty chair around the table without Zayd even having to tell her to. “I thought this alliance was about unity and peace, but there is no peace or unity when my people have to be on constant lookout for your next strike. We’ve withstood enough of this, if another mutt wal
Two weeks after the meet and greet, an official meeting was called and surprisingly, Jeo was to attend. He wasn’t exactly sure why Zayd wanted him to be present, he’d never been a part of something like this before…considering the size and the rank of his pack… He was sure this had something to do
And then she trudged through the door. Her words hurt, but Jeo followed her anyway, stopping when they made it to a door opposite to the one they just walked through. She sighed, turning to face him with eyes nonchalant and fierce; kind of like Quinn’s. “May I ask why you’re following me?” Jeo cl
She didn’t look at him for long, but he could see the recognition in those mesmerizing eyes. She knew who he was…and yet she…she ignored him? Why? And this aura she possessed…what was it? She wasn’t a werewolf…but her presence was strong. If she was the River Adams Zayd spoke of, then what exactly