“That’s it,” I say, finishing up. And Luca turns back to me, glaring a little, seeking more than that – wanting an apology, for me to say that I regret it, that I did him wrong.But I lift my chin, just slightly, and don’t say anything else. Because I don’t regret it – and I didn’t do anything wrong
“But he didn’t mark me,” I whisper.“But he might,” Luca says, his brows going up.And I don’t say anything – not a word. Because honestly, this morning? If Jackson had offered me his mark, I’d have taken it. It was that intense, that real between us. It always has been.But…how can I tell Luca that
“Plus, then you can’t get knocked up,” Jesse murmurs, rubbing his eye sleepily again. “Which…you know, is just convenient. What with…going back to school in a week and a half. Don’t want to…bring a…baby…even if it’s just on the inside…”“Shut up, Jess,” I sigh.“Yup, you got it,” he murmurs, his exh
“I thought you said a shower wasn’t going to change the way I smell now?” I say, frowning at Rafe.“It’s going to help,” he says, turning back to me and raising his eyebrows. “Seriously, Ariel, you…you smell like you took a bath in eau d’Jackson. It’s not a bad thing but it is…a statement cologne.”
“Can I ask you…maybe an unfair question?”He smirks at me, and turns his head to the side, inviting it.I grin, and nod towards the door, where Luca left. “If it were the other way around. And…you had a big night, and I left early and…you found me in his bed in the morning. Would you…do you think yo
Daphne.Daphne, the gorgeous, clever, talented, funny redhead my brother is dating. The girl he’s absolutely going to have to break up with the moment his mate comes on the scene.I lift my hand and press my face miserably against it. God, how could I have been so callous, so unthinking to make a jo
“No problem, babes,” she murmurs, hugging me back. “I’m Team Ariel, all the way.” She rocks me back and forth for a long moment. “Now let me go, before you mark me with Jackson’s scent too.”I burst out laughing and pull away, grinning at her. “Is it seriously that strong?”“Go!” she laughs, shoving
“Ella!” my dad calls again, pounding on the door. “What’s going on!?”“It’s nothing, Dominic!” mom snaps back, turning to glare at the door that she’s got her back pressed against, like dad can see her expression through it. “We just need a minute! For girl stuff!”There’s a long pause outside of th
Ariel bursts out laughing and gestures out to the rest of the roof. “Of all the interference to our plans, you’re going to point out this tiny, adorable, sleeping infant pup as the problem!?” Both boys look down at the little dark-haired baby, whose amber eyes flicker open to betray her mother’s w
Jesse sighs, glancing at his watch and then looking to the door, an undrunk glass of champagne in his hand. “Where the hell is your damn sister?” “Your damn cousin,” Rafe murmurs, draining his glass and then pouring himself another. “You’d better stop that,” Jesse says, turning his head to Rafe
She goes still for a moment and then laces her fingers with his, squeezes his hand. “We’re not dating or anything,” she snaps. “Just…because you got all rejected and stuff. I didn’t come running up here just because you’re single – I thought you were going to die –“ “Sure, you didn’t,” Jesse says,
“I love you, Jesse,” Midnight whispers, watching him, her little mouth trembling, her entire body feeling weak. “I love you too, Mids,” he replies. “Always.” She nods once. And then disappears. Midnight fights hard against her emotions as she flits through the castle, moving back and forth bet
“I’m saying,” Midnight says, freely crying now, cupping Jesse’s face in her tiny hands. “That I – I don’t want to have your pups, Jesse. Ever. Ever. I don’t want them.” She shakes her head, vehement. “I think I’d be a bad mom. I’d leave them at the grocery store and forget they were there. I – I jus
She has to admit though…the stars are a pleasant addition. Midnight’s wolf gives a little worried howl, sprawled out in her soul, her little legs too weak to carry her much or far these days. But Midnight smiles a little and strokes a mental hand over her wolf’s fur, pleased to see her free and cl
“What,” Jackson asks, frowning down at the little rectangular stone in his hands. “Is it like, special?” “Jackson!” Midnight hisses, standing on her toes to smack him on the chest. “They’re invaluable! This is only the second I’ve ever seen in the world! And I only know of one besides that other o
I laugh, pointing at the big plate of apple pie on the table. “Well, I’m glad to see that you’re feeling cheerful,” I say, grinning at her. “I am!” she says, happily plopping down next to Jesse and reaching for the pie, pulling it all onto her lap and digging in with a fork. “I don’t think that an
Jesse’s eyes open first, and then Midnight’s, slow and sleepy. “How do you feel?” I ask quietly, leaning towards her, able to see her better now in the dawn light that streams through the windows. “What happened?” Jackson asks. I turn to see him standing at the door and I smile, reaching out a h