Whose side do you think she is going to take?
EMBER "He can't be trusted, Ember." Queen Willow said. Yet there was something in my head screaming that she was wrong, that he could be trusted. But her…not so much. I didn't like the way she was looking at me. It was as if she were sizing me up to see if I were competition or a threat to her. I
I needed to look out for myself. If I went back with Dex, there was a high chance of me getting my wolf back. But if I went with the Fae, there was the chance I could have powers gifted to me by my ancestors, even though I might lose my wolf for good. Still, Queen Willow had already openly accused
EMBER Walking among the pack felt so different after that. I knew they still didn't like or trust me, especially after Queen Willow separated me from them. Based on the whispers, they believed any number of things had happened in the few seconds they couldn't see me. All eventually rounded back to
"The truth. I don't keep things from my people when it comes to war, and the war is all they need to know about." He said, sending me a pointed stare that I knew meant to keep my mouth shut about our relationship. Dex walked us to the third floor, just past his office to a large conference room. I
DEX The air felt lighter as I headed to our room for the night. Knowing that Ember was in there, getting ready for bed, made me feel at peace. The pack had taken the news of what transpired surprisingly well, and I was pleased with how they reacted to learning that Ember had helped. Besides a sele
"You can sleep in the bed. It's big enough. I bet you won't even notice me in it." Ember said as she walked past me to get to her side of the mattress. Her head was down, but I could still see the faint pink tint on her cheeks. Oh, I doubted that very much. "Alright," I agreed, and she glanced up
DEX ~~~ I sat back in my office chair, watching as Ember strode toward me in her heels. Her bright red hair was down in the wild curls I loved to pull on, and I followed her hand up to her collar as she brushed it over her shoulder. Her hazel eyes seemed to shine so bright that the world around h
It felt so fucking good, and while I knew I should stop myself, I didn't want to. Ember was the one running the show. I was just her toy. "Ember?" I groaned, hoping she was awake and aware of what she was doing, but she just moaned softly again. Ember's hips pushed back in a rhythmic movement, tea