It looks like Eric and, by extension, Michael learned what happens when you mess with Shikoba and Shannon. And how dare Rémi show his face.
He kissed his daughters, shooed them back to their nanny, and told her to take them to get something to eat. Once his daughters were out of sight, he joined us at the table, sitting opposite us. He sighed, set a folder on the table, and passed it to me. “Read it.” He nodded. I frowned and opened the folder. It was medical documents. It outlined in detail that Rémi’s wolf and heart have suffered major damage due to his chosen mate leaving him. I’m still not sure why he’s showing me this. “And?” I asked as I pushed the folder back to him. “I’m dying, Rohan. I came here as a last-ditch effort. The doctors in my pack said the only thing that could save me now would be my true mate. Of course, that option is off the table.” He waved a hand at Shikoba. “Obviously.” I nodded. “So why show me that? Why introduce your children? Leave them with their mother.” “Her mate doesn’t want them. He gave her two choices, abandon our daughters and me or be rejected by him.” Rémi frowned. “She wouldn
It has been one hell of a year. When I started working for Jonathan Silvercloud, I knew my life would never be the same. I didn’t realize how true that would end up being. I went from single, childless, and ostracized from my family to a committed relationship, beautiful twin daughters, and having at least a branch of my family back in my life. I still can’t believe this is my life. “Ko, what is for breakfast?” Chloé asked, yawning as she wandered in, dragging her security blanket behind her like an adorable Linus. Rohan’s mom made the blankets using some of Rémi’s old clothes after he passed away. She may not have liked the man, but she has accepted the girls as her granddaughters and wanted them always to have something of him. So one side is a patchwork of his shirts while the other is soft, Minky fabric. It’s also a good way to know which twin is which. Chloé’s blanket has morning glory pink, while Célia’s is pale turquoise. “Blueberry pancakes and bacon,” I answered, or the s
“I don’t know. I feel like this has to mean something. I ended up being a second-chance mate to a werewolf. You are dating a vampire and have premonitions, even if they are inaccurate. But you dreamed of Byron, meeting him, and getting away from Eric before it all happened.” I pointed out. “And now a hope chest she left for me that couldn’t be opened?” I arched my brow and looked at the chest. “I…” Shannon opened her mouth to protest, but even she had to admit I was on to something. “Open it, and let’s see.” I took a deep breath and searched for the keys for one that looked like it would fit. I settled on an old one that looked similar to the lock. Holding my breath, I put the key in and turned. A soft glow emanated from the lock before it clicked, and without me even touching it, the lid popped open. I blinked and peered inside, frowning as the large trunk only contained a stack of quilts and, on top, a black leather-bound journal with the same symbol from the keychain. “She left
Readers,I hope that you enjoyed the bonus story Cult of Love. I will be away on a business trip from April 16-22nd, which means no updates from me for the week. I have another bonus story planned for this book and will start after I return. Spy Games will be about Cillian and Mila. It will show us how their side of the events of The Genius Delta unfolded and, I'm sure, give us insight into things we didn't know or see happen. So please stay tuned for their story. I know many are dying to know about Byron and Shannon as well. I haven't decided how or if I will write their story as I have so many others to write. So be patient.Bryant
The following chapters will be for the bonus story Spy Games. Some events will overlap with events that took place in The Genius Delta and Cult of Love. Cillian MacCarthy- I’ve been through hell and survived. I don’t know how I will survive this. I’m between a rock and a hard place. My loyalty to my pack is tested against the mate bond. I was supposed to spy on her, and it’s obvious she’s here with ulterior motives. Can I protect my pack and still get the girl? Or will I have to choose between my pack and my mate? Mila Bălan (Tomila Đurić) - I was entrusted with this mission by my Alpha, and I have never failed him. I will not and cannot fail. There is more at stake than my pride in completing a mission. I can’t let anyone get in my way, even my mate. Can I salvage this mission? Or will I fail my pack and surrender to the mate bond?
“I can’t believe I agreed to this. It’s insane. Dad is asking way too much.” I sighed. “I know he wants to find a cure. We all do. But this… asking… no commanding me to choose a mate is going too far. It’s not even my choice. It’s his.” I gritted my teeth, still seething at him using his Alpha command. I’m his daughter and heir. He should never use that tone with me. After all these years, I know he did it because he’s desperate for a cure. That he would do anything if it meant saving his mate. ‘Not an excuse. Nothing, not even being an Alpha or your father, gives him the right to command you to be with anyone the Goddess did not fate us to be with.’ Nadzieja scoffed. ‘Nadzieja…’ I sighed. ‘He’s my father and Alpha. And it’s for Mom.’ I reminded her as I squeezed my mother’s limp hand in mine. ‘There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her. I miss her. I want and need her back. Dad needs her back. Demonclaw needs her back. We need our Luna.’ I tried to reason with my wolf. ‘There m
In the six years, I have been part of Bloodmoon, I’ve still struggled to find my footing. I spent so much of my life never staying in one place long enough to get comfortable. It’s all I ever knew, as I only have faint memories of life in FireWolf with my real parents. I’m not the only one who has struggled with this transition from nomadic life to being in a true pack. I’m the only one that is still struggling six years later. Everyone else in my family has found their place. And yes, when I say family, I know they aren’t related to me by blood or name, but they are in my heart. To me, Shae and Máire are my parents. Fion is my brother, and Sheila and Maureen are my sisters. We are a family. I feel like the black sheep as I still haven’t found my place. I’m the only single one left, and I have tried so many jobs around Bloodmoon that I’ve been called the Jack of all trades, master of none—a long-winded title but accurate. I’m not a master of any roles I’ve tried, but I’m passable in
My first day at Silvercloud was equal parts good and terrible. I spent my free time digging into the company tablet testing to see how much information they gave interns access to. I enjoyed working with Dr. Hill and picking up all the tidbits he let slip about the company. I hit some roadblocks, and while the thought of hacking the security system was tempting, I knew it would be foolish on Silvercloud tech. They’d know it was from my tablet, and I’d be out on my ass. I’d have to work with what I had available to get the information I wanted. There must be something at Silvercloud I could use to cure my mother. The only terrible parts were my interactions with Weaver. I did not intend to return to his office or see him again after this morning. I couldn’t control seeing him in the elevator and, of course, had to play my part since.For all I knew, Hill was a spy for my father, who would rat me out in a heartbeat. Though I doubt Hill works for my father, as far as I know, he is obliv