Cillian “What now?” Gio grits his teeth, his jaw tightens, looking infuriated. “Oh, hey. Is that how you greet your new brother-in-law? Why all the hostility? Aren’t we all family now? You, me, Kinsley, and the baby. We owe it all to Reagan’s marriage to you. So now, we’re here to show solidarity and support.” I swallow hard as I make a light conversation with my new brother-in-law. “No, thank you. Get your faces out of here before I make you.” Gio scans my face. “Come on, man. It’s about time we get to know each other. How about I order some pizza or Chinese food? What do you say? Aren’t you at least a bit curious about Reagan’s people?” I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from bursting into laughter. Gio looks like he’s about to shit his pants in annoyance. “No. I’m not. I don’t fucking care that you’re her brother. You’re still the asshole who made Kayleigh cry. Get the fuck out of here.” Shit. I was worried he’d bring up something like that. He is overly protective of Kayle
Cillian The second wolf-pup --- that alone is a conversation starter. Kayleigh and I have been careful, we've made sure to always use protection. Well, except for once or twice that we were too consumed with our lust and passion. But she said we were on her safe days those times. “Think, think, Cillian… you sure you’re not hiding anymore baby-mamas?” My infuriating brother-in-law interrogates me like a freaking litigator. “What the fuck? I told you, not me.” I cross my arms across my chest and lean on the side of my vehicle. “Well, I don’t know. You told me you were committed to Kayleigh, I almost believed you. Well, until Kinsley’s pregnancy. So… who knows how many other wolf-pups you’ve fathered?” “Fuck you!” “Hard pass. I only reserve my dick for your sister.” “Dammit. That’s disgusting. But no, pretty sure no baby-mamas.” “Except for Kinsley, right?” “Goddess. I can’t wait for you all to learn the truth.” I mumble under my breath, “Truth about what?” Gio narro
Cillian Andrei growls, loud enough to startle Kayleigh. She pushes me off from her body, probably guilty that she didn’t try to stop our kiss sooner, or that she received my kiss with zest. I catch her wrist and tug her back towards me, but fail. “You and I, we’re far from over. You know it. I know it. Fucking Andrei knows it.” I say in a voice that almost sounds like I’m pleading. Maybe, I am… pleading. “It’s too late for those sentiments, Cillian. It’s too late.” “No, it’s not.” “I’m declaring Andrei as my chosen mate at the Moon Festival on Saturday.” Before I could respond to her, Andrei takes forward strides. He’s coming for me. I turn my whole body to face him. Powered by rage and a broken heart, I dash to the hybrid with a plan to finish him today. We run towards each other but I twisted around before he can land a punch on my body. I elbow his back, between his shoulder blades, and the blow throws him on the cemented pavement. I’m fuming in anger. How
Andrei “Fucking shit. It fucking hurts. Hurry up, Misha!” I enter Bash’s house and limp to the living room to find a comfortable chair to sit on. “Oh, child. I thought we were just going to do a tattoo? This wound doesn’t look good.” Following behind me is Alpha Zerdan. He inspects Cillian’s bite and isn’t happy about what he’s staring at. “Remind me, again, why the hell didn’t you call us as soon as you got bitten? Andrei, you’re not immortal. You’re a hybrid, yeah, but you don’t have nine fucking lives. Sure, your bite is lethal, but you can still die. Your dad is going to have my head and Nikolai’s if you get killed from a fucking petty wolf-match!” Misha is livid. I called up my cousins to pick me up from Gisella’s apartment after we got Kayleigh settled in her bedroom. I didn’t want to leave her but Nikolai insisted I seek help for my wounds, especially the big one on my torso. I lingered far too long already and lost too much blood. If Nikolai didn’t threaten to call
Andrei “You know I don’t give away stuff for free.” Bash pulls a stool and parks his ass next to me. “Well, I brought a big pot of Irish stew and fresh baked rolls to share. So there, fair trade.” I tell him, meaning it. “Is that what I smell? Nice. Did you make it?” Bash sniffs the air as he closes his eyes to focus on the stew’s delicious scent. “No. Kayleigh did.” My eyes beam in pride, accompanied with warm feelings, knowing that my soon-to-be chosen mate cooked dinner for me. “So she made Irish stew and you and fucking O’Ryan end up almost killing each other? Is this what your life has been reduced to?” He chuckles under his breath. “Goddess! You’re so mouthy. I took the whole pot with me because she made it for me. It’s mine. And I don’t think any of those assholes deserve to have what she worked hard for in the kitchen.” I catch my breath feeling more energy leave my body. “And we deserve it because…” “We’re kings!!!” Bash, Misha, and I all toast with our im
Kayleigh “Gio, why are you still here? I’m fine now. Thanks for bringing me something to eat. When is Cillian coming back? Will you mind-link him? Did his cuts heal up yet?” I’m getting frustrated that Gio is still in my bedroom after I come out of the bathroom from freshening up.Gio isn’t allowing me to get up and move around. Gisella watched me as I finished my tea and cucumber sandwiches while sitting on my bed. Gio only allowed me to go to the bathroom and get cleaned up when I told him I wanted to get ready for bed. Gio and Gisella have been smothering me since I woke up from what feels like a deep slumber. “On his way.” Gio responds. I was disappointed that Cillian was not around when I woke up. I felt a pinch in my heart when I noticed that Kinsley wasn’t around either. Apparently, they were summoned by their alpha for a quick pack meeting. I remember everything from Cillian and Andrei’s fight earlier. But I wasn’t aware that my wolf almost surfaced. Apparently, my eye
Kayleigh “Kill… Stop. We can’t.” I try to get him off me, for a second time. “Kayles, please. I miss you so much. I’m going to die right now if you don’t let me touch you and taste you.” He pleads and I’m too weak to resist. “I’m serious.” “I’m serious, too, baby. I’m going to die of blue balls and a broken heart if you stop me now. Will you please stop saying that you’re going to have a chosen mate? It feels like a thousand daggers cutting my heart out, over and over, whenever you talk about being with someone else.” “But, Cillian. The problem isn’t just me picking a chosen mate. What about you and Kinsley? The baby? And your pack’s absurd need to please the wolf blood council? Everything is just so complicated.” I try to untangle his coiled arms around me but fail. “Kayleigh, baby. Can you feel this? My heart only says your name. Can you feel this? My cock only comes alive for you. Can we, just this once, let me have you first, then we can talk? Please, baby?” He grab
Kayleigh It’s still night time. The moon hangs in the dark sky, glowing like a silver halo, beaming lasers of moonlight around me, beckoning me to explore this new place. Where am I? I don’t remember leaving the bedroom, let alone walking to this clearing. Am I behind the manor? No, it can’t be. I hear the burbles and trickling sound of a moving water nearby. A river, maybe? “Kayleigh!” My head snaps in attention upon hearing a sound. I thought I heard someone call my name. “Kayleigh!” I’m not imagining things. Someone is calling me. “Who’s there?” Did I open my mouth or project my words? I don’t hear myself talking but I can clearly feel communicating my thoughts. “Kayleigh! Over here!” The voice sounds louder --- but farther. Like an echo. “I’m coming!” I immediately move towards the sound. Taking advantage of the glowing light coming from the heavenly orb, I take big strides to investigate this new surrounding and find out where or who the voice is coming from. Cris