I had made Gianna nervous with my questions… or did they end up as more demands? Either way, I had made her nervous, and a little uncomfortable, I know I had. And, I don’t think I can blame her. It is just instinct. Alpha instinct, I guess.Yes, I get possessive over what is mine. But, the thing is, this girl is not mine. But, the more time I spend with her, the more I am thinking I may want her to be. This is crazy… I had sworn off women since Brooke. Told myself I would run my pack alone, yet here I was, wanting a human woman! How would that even work? There were wolves with human mates, but they had been fated, I wasn't sure how it would work as a chosen...I could feel the beautiful eyes of Gianna watching me, quickly distracting me from my concerns. They could be thoughts for when I was alone. Right now, I was going to enjoy her company. “So, beautiful, as I said, are you sure you are okay? I hated seeing you being grabbed like that.”She raised her brows at me, like she was about
Mason had shocked me in his admission that he planned to be coming back to the bar on more than one occasion. Though, in truth, I don’t know if I should be surprised, considering the effort he went to in order to discover when I would be in work this time time alone…I found myself leaning back against the cool leather of the booth, a cocktail in hand, one I knew was alcohol free, thanks to the bar man who knew I would not want to be drinking in the afternoon, and I could feel Mason’s eyes watching me closely. His eyes roaming across my body, and I hate to admit, it actually felt quite good...“Is that all you plan to do all afternoon, big man?” I teased. “Sit and stare? A little creepy, I have to say…”I saw a smile edging onto his face. “Oh, is that so?” he responded, moving himself a little closer, my senses filled with his masculine scent of musk and spice. He smelled good. Really good…I couldn’t resist but continue to tease, seeing the look within his eyes. “Hmm, a little stalker
I didn’t like this fool. There was no two ways about it. The way he was looking at Gianna pissed me off. Looking at her like he owned her. Yes, she may work within his bar, but she was not his. She was not his possession. I was not going to allow him to treat her that way.My ego had taken a hit when she said she was leaving me, I had hoped to spend the rest of her shift with her. I realized if she was working the afternoon to evening shift, then she would finish earlier than she had on my previous visit. I was more than willing to pay for her time, because that was what was expected in a place like this, or else she would be expected to be on stage.Then, I hoped I could hang around outside until she finished, and perhaps suggest a drink, or even dinner… yeah, okay, so I sounded a little like a stalker, but I was trying to ignore that right now, and hoped that she wanted to spend time with me as much as I did her. So, for her to decide she was leaving before our time together had ba
After being told I was to spend the rest of my shift with Mason, I guess I should be glad. I had been enjoying his company, and it meant I avoided any drama from other customers. But I didn’t like him taking control the way he did with Rhett. Like he thought I wasn’t capable of taking care of myself. It all felt a little too much for me. Like he felt I needed his help. Maybe a little possessive too. But what bothered me more was that he had pissed off Rhett. And while he may have paid him off, I would likely still get a mouthful from him at the end of my shift. That was just how Rhett was.I could feel the eyes of Mason watching me as he leaned back in the booth, a glass of whisky laying in his hands. A small smile resting upon his face as his eyes drifted across my body, sending goosebumps across my skin. Why did this man have this much of an effect upon me?“So, you going to join me for a drink?” he asked, his voice deep and I hate to admit it, sexy as hell.I raised my brows at him
I don’t even know what I was talking about. The words I was spewing were absolute nonsense and I knew it, but they had worked. They had won Gianna around, and she had been unable to resist saying something.I could see the inner struggle she was fighting the more I spoke, and I have to say it was amusing. The way she chewed her lower lip, I assumed to stop herself speaking was pretty damn adorable. Hell, she was pretty damn adorable. Not exactly a way you’d expect to be describing a woman sitting next to you dressed in lingerie…Her eyes looked everywhere but at me, as I still held the cocktail out toward her. “Aww, come on now, beautiful, you can’t speak and then go quiet on me. That is just teasing.” I told her. “Especially when your voice sounds as good as yours does.”Gianna’s gaze slowly moved toward mine, her long lashes fluttering, maybe a little anxiously, as she still chewed that lower lip. The thing she maybe didn't realize was, in doing that, she was simply drawing my atte
My heart was racing so fast I thought I would have a heart attack the moment Mason began asking about my accent. Yes, I knew it stood out compared to the locals in this area. It identified that I was not from around here so easily, but then so did many of the girls. But, I did not want to be asked about it. Least of all, by a complete stranger.And when Mason continued to probe, I panicked even further. I know I made it worse by blurting out all the things I did. I made it so obvious I had things to hide, and that was likely the worst thing I could have done. He was watching me with curiosity now, even more than before. Like a fucking freak show…“Gianna, I was making conversation is all.” He told me calmly, not giving a thing away, which only made my anxiety worse. Maybe I had jumped to conclusions automatically thinking he may be linked to Dalton, but I was on edge right now with all of that going on behind the scenes, and it had been the first thought that had entered my mind the
My attempt at conversation with Gianna was seriously flailing. I was obviously not as good with the charm as I hoped I was. Not that I ever really needed it before. I was an Alpha for god’s sake, women in and around the pack usually threw themselves at me, knowing my title. Not that I was ever fussed by that, knowing they were simply after me for the title. If anything, it had repulsed me. It certainly made it hard to know who was genuine and who wasn't.And then I had met Brooke and things had changed. She was the one meant for me, and all women had ceased to exist in my mind. Shame she had not felt the same way upon meeting me. Maybe then I would not have ended up as hurt as I did.Maybe the lack of charm was why she decided to look elsewhere? I found myself questioning. ‘Do not start.’ My wolf warned me, knowing I was headed into a downward spiral the moment I began thinking like that. The hurt my former fated mate had caused had seriously damaged my mindset. My ego. My heart. It t
I had done all I could to keep Mason’s drink topped up, and the conversation flowing in a more friendly way, avoiding all awkward conversations. I was more than a little surprised at how disappointed I felt at his suggestion of him leaving. It seemed I enjoyed his company maybe a little more than I realized… But, my shift was coming to an end, and I had once again spent a great portion of it with him, however it resulted in yet another of my most enjoyable shifts… if you took out the awkward bits, of course… We laughed so much talking about the most random of things. People watching turned out to be the most fun with him. Though I enjoyed watching him the most. The little ways his face changed when he smiled, or he laughed were just the sweetest… “Well, it is that time again.” I told him with a wry smile. “Aww, are you abandoning me?” he teased. “Afraid so. My shift is done.” “It has been fun. But I do want to apologize for earlier.” He watched me clo
1 week later.I looked down at the dark-haired bundle of joy sleeping within my arms. He was beautiful. So perfect. And he was ours. Zane, our gorgeous little boy. A spitting image of his Daddy. For so many years I had resigned myself to the idea of never having children, yet here I was holding my very own son. A son I had carried. A son made with love. And I truly felt blessed.I placed a tender kiss upon his head, and he snuggled deeper into my embrace, making me smile. I look back on everything now, and can't help but wonder, perhaps I had to go through the hell that I did to find my little piece of heaven. Had I not been through all I did with Dalton, then I would never have found myself working at Midnight Moods, and I would never have met Mason. I would not have had my heart won over by his charm and his sweetness, not to mention his handsomeness... and I would never have found myself a part of this wonderful pack. Nor would I have the family I had so desperately craved. I have
1 year Later I rolled over in bed to see my beautiful mate, smiling as I looked at her sleeping. A sight I would never tire of waking up to. Who would have thought all that pain I went through in the betrayal of my fated matebond, would, in the end, bring me the most perfect of chosen mates? The mate I think I was meant to be with. For the feelings I have for Gianna far outweigh anything I ever felt for Brooke in a way I cannot explain. The way she brings happiness and contentment to both me and my wolf is something I hadn't experienced before, and it is something I do not want to lose.Our closeness had only developed further in her time within my pack; and the matebond strengthened to one I believed was indestructable. She was everything I could hope for in a mate, and a Luna. Walking into the bar that night, albeit reluctantly, seemed like it may have been the best decision of my life; because it meant I met Gianna. It brought me the greatest blessing in my life, even if I had to
Gianna, on top of me, was unexpected, but heavenly. Her body moved with such grace as she took every inch of me, deeper and harder. The pleasure was evident on her face. And I got a front row view…The feel of her tight pussy around me as she moved harder and faster was sending my body into meltdown. The way her breasts bounced with her movements had me mesmerized. My hands sat upon her hips, as I began to thrust to meet her, allowing me to go deeper inside of her.And the pleasurable moans that came from Gianna told me she liked that. I liked being able to turn her on. And having her on top, seeing this view was something else. I was enjoying exploring all the ways we could enjoy one another, and could not wait to see what was to come…Gianna began to move a little harder, increasing the pressure with which she moved, her breathing becoming more erratic, telling me she had to be close again. I could not help but smile. I moved my finger to her clit once more, knowing this was what ha
Feeling myself inside of Gianna was everything I had imagined and more... and jeez had I been thinking of it alot lately... sometimes without even meaning to as well. But actually being with her? Well, it was something else. So much more than I could have imagined. I wanted this forever. Her touch sent me to places I don’t think I have ever been. And the look of her body coming apart under my touch, and feeling her pussy tightening around my cock had tipped me to the point of no return.Pleasure surged through me. My whole body trembled as I reached my release. The heavy gasps of Gianna’s breathing, matched by my own, as I felt Echo pushing forward, I could feel my canine’s elongating. God-damn, my wolf! He wanted to do this now. He did not care for taking our time and not rushing her.I wanted it too, but I didn’t want to push Gianna. Didn’t want to pressure her. Yet, to my surprise, as I looked down at her, she was offering me her neck…I was not about to rush this yet though. I had
The moment I had whispered those words against Mason’s lips, I felt him smile, and he lifted me as he stood, his hands resting under my butt, before he placed me softly in the center of the bed. He wasted no time in removing his pants. Releasing his already hard cock from the restraints of the fabric that had been holding it back.Mason now stood in front of me naked, and my eyes could not help but travel over his body… his toned, perfect body… I was not going to be disappointed, I knew that much. And as I brought my eyes back to his, he was smiling. “Like what you see?” he teased, as he knelt himself on the bed, parting my legs swiftly with his hand. My whole body trembled with anticipation. I think, little did he know, I had waited for this moment since that first kiss we had shared...Already my heart was pounding, and the wetness increasing between my legs, as Mason’s fingers found their way there once more. His eyes didn’t leave mine as he teased, seeming to like watching the re
Seeing Gianna fall apart at my touch, looking so vulnerable… giving herself to me so fully did something to me. And as I looked down at her, I was unable to hold back my words. But the shocked expression upon her face told me I may have said too much. Had I said too much too soon?Shit… things had been going perfectly. We had been enjoying being with one another. And now I think I may have just ruined the moment. My heart pounded heavily in my chest as I looked at the woman laying in front of me. The woman I was certain I was falling for, if I hadn't already fallen for her... I think I fucked up.‘No shit Sherlock.’ Echo muttered. Wow, even my wolf was in a mood with me. And he was all for marking her not that long ago! Now he was acting like I was the crazy fool for asking if I could make her mine?!Gianna lay looking at me, her chest rising and falling so rapidly as her eyelashes fluttered nervously. Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity. Fuck. I messed up. And I don't even know how to fix it...I e
Things seemed to have gone from zero to way past zero in no time at all. The moment Mason stood in front of me my heart was racing, my mind went blank, not helped by Noushka going crazy. And then, when he touched me, just briefly, my whole body went into meltdown; and I knew I wanted more. I wanted to see how his touch felt. I had experienced a little of his touch, but I wanted to know more...His kisses were so sweet… the touch of his hands upon me felt different somehow, in a way I can’t explain. But every kiss, every touch was increasing my need for him. And as I hooked my arms around his neck, collapsing backward onto the bed, I knew then that my earlier doubts were evaporating rapidly, and I didn’t want things to end. I just hoped he felt the same.Mason came down onto the bed with me, but rested his elbow upon the bed so he didn’t crush me. The look within his eyes told me everything I needed to know. He was wanting this as much as me. His hand stroked back my hair in the way h
I quickly cleared up the bathroom, giving Gianna the privacy she needed to change. I chose to check in with Jaxon and Levi as I did, to ask them to ensure it was arranged to have some clothes dropped here for Gianna by the morning. But despite trying hard to keep myself occupied, my mind kept wandering back to the thought of her right now in my bedroom, half naked and how badly I wanted to be there with her…Echo was giddy at the thought too. But I knew I had to be a gentleman. I could not rush this. She had had a difficult day. I was still recovering from injuries… injuries Gianna had saved me from. Saving me in such a way that has resulted in the mark upon my neck. A mark I am unsure if she truly wants to be there, if I am honest. But one I am so desperate to reciprocate…I knew the spare room was always made up, so I did not need to check in there. I had avoided telling her about the spare room, or even showing her to that room before her shower. Perhaps I had hoped she would want
Mason’s words had touched me. He was truly the sweetest. Did I want to be his mate? I honestly couldn’t say. Surely it was too soon, wasn't it? I knew I enjoyed his company. That much had become evident the first night of meeting him. But, did I want to be with him? Yes, I think I may… but being with him meant so much more than simply being together. Him being an Alpha made things so much more complicated than I think I was ready to comprehend right now.‘Do not do this.’ Noushka warned. ‘He already wears our mark. He was willing to defend you, likely even die for you. What more do you want? Alpha or not, he is more than worthy of being a mate. And, I think it is what he wants too. Why would you intentionally hurt him?’I felt guilt flooding my body at the mere mention of what he had suffered because of me, combined with the prospect of hurting him. I hated seeing him lying there earlier, unconscious, absolut