'"Let me do that," he said, and I smiled at him. I was too eager. He bent over and kissed me, then travelled with his lips to my neck and chest. He felt my breasts and released them from the bra. He kissed them one at a time and sucked them. Licking my nipples and sucking on them one at a time whi
"Everything, including the dust bath. I can't wait to see that one in use." She said, and I laughed. I knew of the dust bath and how the ladies often used it in the north. Silver dust was an Eastern weapon, so I figured Alice would get the real stuff. Claudia looked confused, and I could not blame
~Leo~ After Devin explained everything, we devised a plan to get the Inkabod Semenov guy. I hated that we might have to include Amelia with us. I did not want to expose her to fight, but it was necessary. We could not subdue that guy without the three of them. Alexei would have been a nice addit
~Leo~ I did not know how to feel about what Casper had just told me. I was in shock, and the room was silent. Even David, who always had a joke, noticed a problem and held his tongue. "Is anything the matter, Leo?" Sylvester asked me, and I knew it would be rude not to reply. "I haven't seen my p
There they were, sitting on the three-sitter couch in my living room. My mother looked at the door with swollen eyes and stood up. My father did the same. They looked sorry and ashamed. They looked sad. They looked afraid. "Leo," my mother said; she had aged a little since I last saw her. She ha
That was why we did not kick against your relationship with the Riverstorm Delta girl. Typically you should have mated with an Alpha like all of us, but I wanted to cut that chain." He said and sighed. I was silent because interrupting him with questions won't help. My mother returned with three bo
~Leo~ My mouth was dry, so I drank the water and composed myself, ready to listen to the rest. I dared not interrupt. "Because of this progress, there was a law that we would only mate with Alphas to have strong alphas in our bloodline like the Volkovs. Although Patrick died before his grandchildr
"You need to understand. Had we spoken up on their behalf, we would have had to expose our family, and Maurice would not have pardoned any of us. He was mad like that," My father said, and I already knew that, so I nodded. I was glad Sylvester was nothing like his father. "A year before we handed o