Jesse stares at his little mate for a moment and then huffs out a laugh, shaking his head and taking her hand. “All right, Mids. Do your work.”Everyone else again shuffles around and holds hands or otherwise makes contact with their neighbor so they can all travel together, quietly waiting, expecta
“Plus,” Jackson says, putting his hands on his hips and looking down at the ATV with an odd, almost fond expression. “The machine needs to charge. Clever little device, this is – doesn’t need any power source to regenerate, just time.”My wolf grumbles a little, jealous, because quite frankly we wan
“Oh, I think he should be worried,” I say, soft and cheerful. A corner of Jackson’s mouth turns up but he concentrates on his work, ensuring that the mark is perfectly clean before dabbing some antiseptic cream on it and wrapping it in fresh white cloth.When he’s finished, Jackson ties a little bow
The moment Jesse’s feet hit the familiar floor of his bedroom at Alpha Academy he snarls, spinning his head left and right, one arm wrapped firm around Midnight, holding her close. A series of gasps echo throughout the room as the ambassadors stumble a little, finding their footing –But beyond that
Midnight takes a step closer to Ben, her eyes on him, sufficiently distracted. “Can we have meat?”“You can have whatever kind of meat you want,” Ben says, grinning at her. “And cakes too – all kids of desert.” For a moment Jesse’s heart aches because…well, Midnight’s whole world just got turned up
“It’s all of this Alpha bullshit!” Maryam nearly shouts, casting out a frustrated hand. “An entire culture of men who believe that because they’re physically bigger, and stronger, and can shift into the body of a lethal predator that it gives them the right to go out into the outlying towns and take
Maryam scowls and clenches her jaw, leaning back against the cushions of the couch and glaring down at her knees. Rafe raises his eyebrows, surprised. Because of all things, he didn’t think it would be the accusation of a poorly made argument that stopped Maryam in her tracks.God, but Hank’s intell
Rafe is instantly on his feet, a snarl ripping from his lips as he crosses the room in a few strides and places himself between the intruder and his mother, tucking her back behind him. The page quails a bit at the sight of the fierce prince, his canines extended.“See?” Maryam says, her voice pitch