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[Sylvester] The faint trace of musk and mingled scents mix in Rudolph’s room is much stronger than before, and I realize at once as soon as I see his neck. He’s had a busy morning as well, and as I look over his shoulder at the other I realize we aren’t the only ones. “Alpha,” Rudy gives me a small bow and a broad smile as he opens his door wider to let me in. “Sorry I’m late,” I apologize, giving him what I hope looks like a humble grin. Apple says I have a tendency to be a bit too stoic sometimes. Actually, her exact words that my “resting bitch face” is “absolutely terrifying.” Thinking of my wife-to-be makes my chest tighten. It’s so hard to spend even a few moments away from her and the pups. My instincts want me to be near her all of the time, to never let her or the little ones out of my sight. It’s such an overwhelming feeling, like constantly being happy and afraid simultaneously. “Not a problem, Alpha,” Rudy returns my smile. “Come on in. Hazel made snacks.” Grunt
[Apple] The soft hum of the shining net keeping the city safe is a balm to my frazzled nerves as I watch the moon rise higher in the sky. In just a few, short hours, when the moon reaches its zenith and the Goddess is above us, watching her children below, I will join my life to Sylvester’s forever, not just as his mate, but as his wife. “You’re not really nervous about that, are you,” my handsome mate comes from behind me in bed, wrapping me in his arms as his chest warms my back. “You’re already my mate, my luna, and my very beautiful queen,” he nibbles my mating mark making every part of my body purr with contentment. “This is just another ceremony, another moment. You’re already my wife in my heart,” he kisses me just above the ear as he leans into me, “Now you’ll be my wife in name also.” I’m afraid to admit it, but yes, the thought of becoming Apple Sterling is terrifying. And it’s not just the wedding, it’s the spell too. “I just can’t keep worrying about something going wro
[Hazel] My mate came into our apartment flustered, his cheeks red with embarrassment, a bouquet of flowers poorly hidden behind his back. “Ahem,” I cough, drawing his attention to me as I rest my weary body against the doorframe to our bedroom. My mate's eyes widen in surprise. "Ah, Hazel, perfect, I..um.." Rudy swallows hard, “ have something important to talk to you about.” “Oh?” I raise an eyebrow. “That’s funny, because so do I." “Ah Hazel, I…my question…” Nervously, he kneels before me, handing me a bouquet of only partially crushed lillies. "Hazel I..." “How did you find these?" I smile, pressing the lilies to my nose. They’re beautiful, but with the war, I know there are no witches in town selling blossoms. “City Center Garden,” my shy mate admits, his cheeks brightening even more. “I may have broken several laws. I…” Bending over, I kiss his soft lips, resting my forehead against his. “You broke rules for me?” I smile, my voice hitched. “Awww. You must really love
[Apple] Sylvester’s voice rings through my mind along our shared bond, just moments before I hear a gentle rapping at the door. “Please be kind to her,” Sylvester requests. “She’s trying.” That’s all the warning I get before finding Alexis, her eyes red from crying, standing on my doorstep with her head held high, twisting trembling hands around one another as she waits for me to say something. “Luna Queen,” she bows her head. “I need a word with you.” My first reaction is to shout at her, to tell her to get the hell away from me and my babies. That’s what I always thought I’d do if she came to my door. But I also expected to find her trying to kidnap my children or waiting in the dark to kill me in my sleep or trying to take back my mate–I didn’t expect to see her like this. She’s still as proud as before, but her arrogance seems to have been chipped away revealing something softer, more vulnerable. Rather than seeing an angry alpha demanding her mate and husband, she seems almo
[Amaryllis]There is an angry heat to his gaze as Sylvester pulls me to my feet. Wincing, I let him, not bothering to fight. If he decides to hurt me, there isn’t anything that I can do about it. I’m at his mercy, and we both know it. He’s so much more powerful than I am or will ever be–especially now that he’s the alpha king. Besides, I deserve any pain he wants to inflict. I’ve caused enough drama in his life to deserve it. But then he does something that surprises me. Maybe even surprises us both. He pulls me into a hug. “You’ve let someone mark you,” he grins against my hair as we separate. “I always thought it would be me.”My heart flips. Did he really want to mark me that badly? We did grow up together, fall in love as pups often do. We were married for seven years, even tried for a pup. You can’t just throw away that much history and memory of affection, even if it did go sour. I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for Sylvester. And maybe, somewhere, he still has one f
[Amaryllis] The heat in my mate’s eyes as he looks down at me, caressing each curve and hollow of my body with his gaze as I lay there in barely more than a slip, catches my breath. In my years since my marriage, I have been with a number of wolves, and none of them had this ability to make me feel so wanton and wanted all at once. “He’s our mate,” Alanna practically purrs in my head. “He was made for us to love. Of course he’s perfect.” Pushing my dress up to my hip, he presses his still clothed body into my warm, wet folds and I gasp at the roughness of the sensation as he rubs his hardness against my tender spaces, grinning as my wet cunt paints the front of his trousers with my juices. “You like that, don’t you?” he grins slyly. “Marry me and I’ll give you all this,” he kneels between my legs as he slowly unzips, “every single day. I’ll make you scream my name, Mate.” My nipples harden so fast it almost hurts as his member springs forth. Reaching for it, I stroke him, admir







