I AM SO SORRY FOR SUCH A LATE UPDATE I started a new job at the beginning of the month which has taken up so much of my time and my shifts are rather hectic. I am writing as I find the time though so I hope you enjoy this chapter. please bare with me.
MILES A sheen of sweat coated her tanned skin. My gaze tracked the movements of the sweat droplet that trickled down her muscle-corded stomach as Kara ran up to me. She had given Orion and myself orders to meet her outside the pack house at five. Ten minutes were still to tick on until the meeting time but I always prided myself on punctuality. Someone serious about their intentions never left someone waiting on them. It was one of the many qualities I believed made an excellent leader. Kara jogged to a stop, hunching her shoulders and resting her hands on her knees as she panted for breath. Her high ponytail blew in the breeze and her irises glistened when she glared up at me through her long eyelashes. Crossing my arms over my chest, my rumbling voice carried between us, "Do you ever rest?" Shooting ramrod straight, she raised a brow and proceeded to answer my question by asking a question of her own, "Do you? I know it can't be easy not being around your pack for so long.""It's
KARADinner was tense. No matter how deep of a breath I sucked in, my lungs still felt suffocated. I wasn't a claustrophobic person, but the way my father glared down his nose toward Miles and Orion made me want to spring up from my seat and flee. He didn't look too happy and I feared what that meant for me. If I deciphered the riddle correctly then I'd be safe for the next two days. However, if I was wrong and Orion didn't win this game, my wedding to Miles would be a matter of hours away. I'd have to get my shit together and leave along with him to his pack. We'd have to live together, sleep in the same room, and, worst of all, we would have to complete the mate bond. I'd have to accept the feeling of his broad, inked frame sprawled over my body while he ran his tongue over the column of my throat and sank his teeth into the junction where my neck met my shoulder. A considerable amount of heat ran up my body, causing my blood to simmer beneath my flesh and flush my skin pink. Th
MILESKara didn't move. She barely flinched. I ushered her into her adjoining bathroom and sat her down on the toilet so I could clean and disinfect her slit palm. Beads of blood trickled down the length of her fingers, leaving a trail behind her as she stalked the halls. When the alcohol-infused disinfected met the open wound, she didn't even twitch in acknowledgment. All she did was glare at the wrist I held cuffed in my grasp on the way up to her room. A pang echoed in my ribcage, causing my heart to beat out of its usual rhythm. Touching her felt... It was fucking extraordinary. It felt like something in me finally opened and the resounding emptiness that was created could only ever be filled with Kara. Electricity raced up my arm until something in my mind audibly snapped into place with the sound of a whip slicing through the air. And then, a tether so faint, glowed in my mind's eye and I knew the end of that tether could only be seen by Kara herself. She was the anchor at th
ORIONI edged toward Kara cautiously, inhaling her lemon and pine scent which carried on the icy breeze that whipped around her. Her inky, raven black locks cascaded down her shoulders and moved like tendrils of shadow as the wind carded its claws through her mane. Kara's back was to me as she sat at the edge of the cliff, hugging one leg with her chin propped on the knee while the other dangled below. Bursts of sunlight began cresting the horizon, sending hues of burnt orange and magenta through the gray sky. As a beam of light settled on me, warmth erupted through my skin and offered some reprieve against the winter's chill. And yet, Kara sat with a crop top and sweatpants as if she were impervious to the cold. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" I decided to announce my presence. Kara audibly gasped, proving she hadn't caught my approach. She was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she let her guard down. That was one of the most dangerous mistakes a werewolf could commit. Her gaze r
KARA"I do not run from anything," even as the words rolled off my tongue, I couldn't bring myself to believe them. They hung in the air with the foul stench of lies clinging to them which had bile crawling up my throat. I could barely stand my reflection in the mirror. The girl glaring back at me with dark-rimmed, puffy eyes and a pathetic excuse of a smile couldn't be me. Three days ago I thought my life couldn't get any worse. That was an invitation to the universe to show me just how worse things could get. Murphy's law: Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong. I, Kara Sommers, miraculously found her fated mate even though the concept was almost unheard of. And then, the universe decided to add a cherry on top of my sundae by granting me two mates. I should have been ecstatic. Elation should have seeped from every crack and pore. However, all I could think about was what this meant for me. Being in an open relationship wasn't something new. Many werewolves found open relationship
KARAStunned. When I asked the Kessler brothers to divulge a piece of information they had never shared with anyone else, I didn't think they would go through with it. However, they not only chose to share with me, but they stunned me with the confessions they chose to share. Nothing could have prepared me for the ripple of fear that rolled down my spine. Everyone knew their father had died but no one knew how. No one but me. And now, I was alone in a room with these brothers who could easily snap my neck like a weightless twig to ensure I never sprouted a word of this information to anyone else. Their confession was meant to grant me a modicum of trust but all I got in return was more trust issues out of it. How could I trust them when Miles killed his flesh and blood? The glacier expression keeping his face frozen in place ensured I knew he felt no sympathy for his father or his actions. The man didn't have a contrite bone in his body. "Let's go, we're going to be late. I'm sur
KARA"Would you like to watch a sappy rom-com with me?"I blinked once. Twice. Then three times but my blank expression didn't waver as Orion expectantly awaited my response.After the conference call and learning a few minor details of how the Kessler brothers ran their respective halves of the pack, Denver left to assist my father, and Miles left to attend to the wolves he had brought along with him—the wolves I still hadn't formally met yet even though they had been in my pack for days."Shouldn't you check on the wolves you brought along?" I questioned. My eyes darted between Orion and the bedroom door. It wasn't that I didn't want to be in a room with him. It was that I didn't trust myself in a room with him. Now that the bond had snapped into place, I couldn't fight off the recurrent waves of lust that turned my blood to lava. Orion shrugged a shoulder as he made his way around the bed and began fluffing the decorative pillows, "Miles will take care of it for now. He likes to
KARA"I don't see why you need me to come along," I grumbled while tossing my duffle bag into the back of the SUV, "and I have no idea how you convinced my father to agree to this idea."Orion's wolfish grin was something I was beginning to look forward to seeing and that scared the shit out of me. As his lips split, I noted how my body instantly reacted to him. My palms grew clammy and a strange feeling swirled in my gut. The way my heart skipped and my mouth grew dry was a sign that the mate bond was fully in play, urging me to cave and accept Orion so I could enjoy the sensation of him in my arms as he smiled that devious smile down at me. "We're going back to our pack for a few days. I requested for Denver and you to join. I told your father that it would be beneficial for you to meet the pack and get to know everyone so, when you eventually live there, nothing will be brand new to you," closing the trunk, he dusted his hands and pocketed them with a pensive scrunch of his brows,