Zayd spoke to him. Every night before bed, he’d kiss her stomach and whisper a loving good night to his son…and tonight was no different. It was the night of the meet and greet, she was four months pregnant now, only weeks away from giving birth. Zayd had helped her into her dress after rubbing and
Marcia and Nicholas approached the five…they looked stunning together, wearing a beautiful shade of blue. “I knew you guys would be late, but goddess, you could’ve tried being on time.” “We tried…” Dantae groaned. “Where’s Rachel?” Marcia shrugged. “She’s somewhere in the crowd, drinking wine and
“I do mind, but I won’t be able to shun you in front of so many people anyway…so speak…” Delilah looked towards Zayd who had a glass of wine that he’d taken from a passing waitress in hand…and he cleared his throat. “Since you can’t drink alcohol, babe…I’ll see what else they have upstairs in the k
Quinn gripped the wheelchair tighter, pushing it across the pavement. Her hands were shaking, she wanted to cry…she wanted to cry so bad… But she couldn’t cry, despite his condition…he seemed so happy to see her. It was as if he’d been waiting for her return…for so long that he even forgot who she
“I see…” Derrick gestured towards the boy. “Come closer, let me see your face.” Zack looked up at Zayd, as if asking for permission, and Zayd nodded at him, releasing his hand. As soon as he was free, he ran off towards Quinn, stopping beside Tia at the foot of the wheelchair. “It’s your grandpa, Z
“It was Delilah's; your youngest daughter, she lives with her mate now…I’m sure she’s happy wherever she is.” “Delilah…" He sounded out the name slowly, as if it were foreign to him. “I wish I could see her…but as long as she’s happy, I don’t need to worry. But please Quinn, come again…even if it’s
Jake looked towards the serpent in his office; the f*cking b*tch who’d screwed him over. Last night’s fight f*cked him up pretty bad. Because of her stupidity, his name was a mockery now, if it went down in history like this, the future generation would laugh every time they heard it. But that was
She didn’t move, instead her eyes filled with tears that dripped down those dirt-stained cheeks. “No…I do-don’t want to.” “Why not? Are you not aware of the fact that we are mates? That you belong to me even if you don’t want to.” “Reject me…send me back to him…p-please.” “Alright…let’s make a de
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