Through the haze of my lust, I hear the door of the motel open and close, then the roar of the SUV’s engine. I spin Amalie around and grip her thighs, lifting her up in the air before I impale her on my cock. She wraps her arms and legs around me, and I carry her like that into the, now, empty bedr
AmalieWhile we waited for Brent, Shawna and the Deltas to show up, we went to the nearest town to get fresh supplies. We didn’t pack that much clothes, and what we did have was starting to look and smell questionable enough that we start to draw the attention of humans.I’ve never spent so much tim
AmalieIt took us two days to find the headquarters of Lupus Dominus. I projected twice with our spirits, and every time we could only give some kind of approximation, but we couldn’t find the front door.I knew we were in the right place. I could feel the spirits inside, but all we found was swamp
JerichoAmalie looks me up and down, taking in my bloody form. “I thought you’re done with violence,” she remarks.“I never said that,” I tell her with a smirk. “I said I'm done with war. I’m an Alpha. Violence will always be a part of my life.”I have no idea what to expect when we go inside, but I
JerichoI stand back and aim for the door’s weakest point. The first time my foot hits the lock plate, I can hear the people inside snigger. The impact travels up my leg, and I break several toes. It hurts like a motherfucker, but I don’t stop. The second time, the door cracks and the silver bends.
GayleBy the time Easton died, I already knew that I was pregnant. At first, when I stopped getting my period, I figured it was a sign that I was entering my infertile years, but it looked as if my bond with Amalie rejuvenated me.I still can't believe that I'm pregnant. And it can only be Draven’s
JerichoThe tribunal was kind enough to send through a list of packless Alphas that I could interview for the leaderless packs. They still refuse to get involved and help me sort out this mess, but at least they went ahead and faxed me the list. High tech for a tribunal that still uses candlelight
AmalieI find Shawna sitting outside at a little picnic table. The compound is actually quite nice and peaceful now that all the unsavoury elements have been removed. That prevailing sense of dread that hung over the place is gone. Jericho purged it somehow.It reminds me a little of a holiday reso
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JerichoI look at Amalie where she sits on the windowsill, watching the flurries of snow drifting past the window. It’s a quiet, peaceful winter. We’re snowed in, and we will be for the foreseeable future. I welcome the reprieve, but Amalie’s going a little stir crazy.It’s time to tell her about o
AmalieMaggie’s wedding is beautiful. She is radiant in her blue and silver gown. She decided to forego the traditional white and gold gown, claiming that she had no right to wear it, but the blue suits her perfectly.In the absence of our father, Jericho walks her down the aisle. A knot forms in my
“She’s in heat. She’s ready.”If only life was as simple as our wolves wanted it to be. “Her body is. Her mind isn’t. She trusts us. If we don’t keep our word, she’ll stop trusting us. Is that what you want?”He goes quiet, but flee to the back of our consciousness where he can sulk in peace. The s
JerichoA nesting she-wolf doesn’t want to stray far from her nest. In the old days, long before we understood fated mates and lived like savages, a she-wolf’s heating cycle was one of her most vulnerable times. She’d built a nest for herself and her partner, a place where they’d be safe from other
JerichoThe last three months passed in a blissful haze of peace and quiet, although it made a massive dent in my finances. It doesn’t matter. If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that you can always find ways to make more money, but finding peace - that is much harder to come by t
Amalie“I’ve always wanted a fall wedding,” Magnolia sighs wistfully, and sits at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee.She has a huge folder with her. It contains all her ideas and plans for her upcoming wedding. We’ve been back home for three months now. Summer is behind us, and winter is fast
AmalieOur last night at the compound is a restless one. Neither Jericho, nor I, get much sleep. My thoughts are with Shawna at first, thinking about what she must be going through. I hope that Brent treats her gently, alhough a big part of me knows that he will. He loves her too much to hurt her on
AmalieI find Shawna sitting outside at a little picnic table. The compound is actually quite nice and peaceful now that all the unsavoury elements have been removed. That prevailing sense of dread that hung over the place is gone. Jericho purged it somehow.It reminds me a little of a holiday reso