I would have to do something for him soon to show him how much I cared for him. "It was sweet of your mother to get you that book," I said, hoping to change the subject to put him at ease. Damien had been happy when talking about his mother, and I knew that was a safe topic. "She worried I would k
"Oh," My cry was met by his teeth lightly pinching my nipple, and a rush of pleasure shot straight to my core, making my clit throb with need and excitement. "I love how responsive and loud you are, baby," Damien said, his beard scratching deliciously against my chest as he moved to my other breast
Damien's P.O.V. The following day, I helped Charlotte break down her tent and had her store her belongings in my house. It felt right to see her things there, even if she did stack them in a pile in the corner of the room to keep them out of the way. I was tempted to unpack all of her things just
But, I didn't know what Roman had hoped to convey with his statement, and if I hadn't been so sleep-deprived, I might have been able to take it as the reassuring comment I was hoping he meant it to be. "Ready to go?" Charlotte asked me with a bag hanging from her hands. I had told her to pack whate
"Oh, this is too good." Charlotte's voice was thick with humor, and I scowled at her. "Can you hand me this in a minute?" I carefully placed the tray of burning leaves into her hands and climbed onto the first level of branches. The hive buzzed loudly, getting angry that I was bothering them. I gr
Charlie's P.O.V. The voice made me tense, and I glanced around Damien's broad back. The woman was too young to be his mother, and from how large her belly was, I estimated she was about seven months along. Her black hair was thick and braided, hanging over her chest, ending at her belly button. "O
I nodded in response but kept my lips pressed together as she jogged away and collided against the man's chest with a giggle. "She's nice," I whispered to Damien, and he nodded before taking the tray of honeycomb from me and balancing it on the top of our bag against the wooden wall of his mother's
Charlie's PO.V. I held my ground, forcing myself to stand tall when all I wanted to do was shrink away from the angry gathering of bears behind my mate's mother. Eden Wilde. She was not a woman I would win over easily, and based on the look on Damien's face, she was not the only one I would have to