My wolf howls with happiness and pride even as pain arcs through me – but I don’t experience it as pain – I don’t know how to explain the delicious, sharp rush of sensation as my skin breaks, as Jackson claims me, as his magic floods my body and makes me feel rich and vivid and real.His teeth press
Just past midnight, Rafe stands with his adult family on the roof of the palace, everyone’s face turned up to the sky and towards the steady pounding of chopper blades they can barely hear in the distance. A steady hum of excitement runs between them all. Roger and Cora in particular stand with thei
Rafe’s eyes fly wide as he stares at his cousin, shocked.What…what the fuck is this?“Hey, guys!” Jesse says, his voice tight and falsely cheerful as he strides over to his family, all of them staring at him, agape. Jesse keeps his smile fixed on his face even as he glares around at his parents, hi
“Good, you should blush more often,” Cora says on a laugh, bumping her shoulder against her son’s. “You’ve lived far too much of your life without shame.”“My profligate youth!” Jesse sighs, mock nostalgic.Ella gracefully stands, taking Midnight’s finished bowl of ice cream and putting a sack of sw
“You can talk to me about it,” he says, smiling up at me, tucking my messy hair back behind my ear. “I might like that. A lot.”“Yeah, but you’re more of a learn-by-doing type,” I say, grinning down at him. “I think I need more girlfriends.”Jackson hums consideringly, nodding as he runs his hands s
Today, since I’m feeling a bit better, I ride in front of Jackson on the ATV, leaning back against his chest as he steers the vehicle with an arm on either side of me. Well, not that there’s much steering to do – it’s mostly a straight shot across the desert and prairie that creates a border between
What the hell!?“Tell me.” I command.A single growl rumbling in his chest signals Jackson’s refusal.I take a different tack, pressing my ass backwards against him, arching my back a little. “Please tell me, Jackson,” I beg, my voice softer now.He goes still behind me and I smile, pleased.“Please
The gas station clerk pages languidly through the magazine he’s read a hundred times already this month, bored as hell. He sighs, lifting his head to look around the tiny room of this little desert outpost – the room that serves not only as a convenience store, but also a bar, and a tiny casino. The