“How long have you known!?” “What the hell were you doing walking the halls by yourself!?” “Why wouldn’t you talk to me all week!?” But then we’re kissing again, and we both lose ourselves to it, all of our questions forgotten for the moment as my fingers stroke through his hair, as the warm s
“Shit,” Luca whispers, staring down at me as he freezes. The knock comes again, more insistent this time. “Ari!” My eyes flare when I hear Jesse’s voice outside the door. “Oh no!” “Ari!” Jesse shouts again, pounding on the wood. “Let’s go!” Luca jumps up, looking frantically around at the
Down a pretty little bond that I suddenly feel between us, shining silver in my soul. A smile bursts onto my face as I realize that I can feel that Luca is anxious – that he doesn’t want to let his mate away from his side for a second. Even though he knows, obviously, that I’m in good hands with Jes
Unfortunately, that night when I go into the dream state, Luca isn’t there. Anxiety whirs in me as I turn around in the birch forest, looking for him, but it’s…definitely just me by myself. I frown, trying to feel him…is he just…not asleep? And there’s…certainly something there. It’s almost like
I burst into a grin because instantly, instantly I have an answer to why Luca didn’t come to the dream state last night. Both Luca and Ben are sitting at our table with full plates of food in front of them, their faces green. Ben rests his head against his folded arm and gives up halfway through g
The rest of the day passes lazily and well. Ben and Luca come back to the room with us, and we light a cozy fire. Ben stretches out in front of the hearth with his head buried in a pillow, and even though I insist that he go sleep in my little nook for a bit he protests that he’s fine. So I settle f
“I mean, I’m going to win,” he says with a confident shrug, a little smug but also a little offended that I’m doubting him. I sit back a little, half torn by my allegiance and my faith in him and half knowing that his confidence…is not going to be enough to pull him through. Luca looks around at
“Luca,” I growl, shoving uselessly at his shins, “let me up.” Luca just glares at Jackson at the door and then over at me. He can come to you, Luca says into my mind, possessive and predatory. I narrow my eyes at him, pissed. But there’s no time to think any more about it, because suddenly Jacks