Today's chapter is a blend of tension, humor, and that palpable chemistry between Tyler and Mila, which has been simmering under the surface for a while. Tyler's internal battle with his wolf, Declan, adds a nice layer of complexity to his character. I love how it shows that, despite his alpha status and confidence, Mila can still knock him off balance with just her presence. Besides, who doesn't love seeing a powerful Alpha getting flustered in such an awkward, unexpected way? I hope you enjoyed the dynamic between these two, and trust me, the tension is only going to escalate from here. To save on words the next chapter will include some steamy interactions. You've been warned.
TYLERMila let out a harsh, almost dismissive laugh, but her lips curled into a smirk. “I’m trying to fix the problem you put us in and all you can focus on is a fucking vibrator?”“Among other things,” I shot back before I could stop myself. Smooth idiot. But the Alpha in me wouldn’t let it stop there. I pressed on. “This is not just about my ambition, okay? You need someone like me–obviously. I mean, look at you.” I gestured around the tiny room, its four walls feeling more like a cage at this point. “You’ve holed yourself in this micro-closet for an entire day, with no plan to show for it, not talking to anyone when we have no more than a day to fix this mess. You’re radiating so much aggression, I’m shocked you haven’t… I don’t know… fingered yourself to death. Though by the looks of what you just put in your purse, you were halfway there.”We stared at each other, the tension thick in the air, her eyes narrowing on mine. For a second, I thought I’d pushed too far, that maybe this
MILAI watched as Tyler licked his lips as his gaze moved back down to my vagina. I deliberately sat down on my chair spreading my legs to give him a full view. Rayne was going completely nuts inside my head. She had been waiting on a release since yesterday. Her frustrations only added to my own to the point I thought I was going to burst. A quick fuck would have cured that but this was so much better. Tyler at my mercy. I could already see him trying to break from my restraints, too bad they were werewolf proof. I reached out to unzip his pants, and by the way he took in a breath you would’ve thought I already had my hand around his dick. Hell if it wasn’t attached I was sure it would’ve jumped out the moment I released it. Tyler mumbled something I couldn’t make out but from the desperation on his face and his furrowed brow I knew it wasn’t sweet or romantic. The look in his eyes was needy and Rayne ate that shit up, urging me to let her out. “Not this time,” I said, knowing just
MILAWith Camila feeling guilty about the showcase, it didn’t take long for us to come up with a plan to savage the showcase. All I needed now was Gabe’s approval. I debated on letting Camila go but I was pretty sure she was banned from the previous incident. Alex, on the other hand, practically slept at the packhouse hospital. Seriously, I haven’t seen the guy in two weeks. I was starting to forget how he felt under my fingers. Maybe I could pay him a visit?As I approached the MoonCrest pack border, the familiar sensation of being connected to the land washed over me. It wasn’t as overwhelming as being at the packhouse, but still the feeling made me feel alive. So much so, I got out of the car just to feel the ground beneath my feet, buzzing slightly with energy. I knew this feeling from Alpha Jack’s pack. When he invited me to become a pack member, during the ritual linking there was a bond a wolf felt with the land and the pack.“Stop right there!” a voice called out, firm and auth
GABEI’d been staring at the same papers for ten minutes, trying to make sense of the reports, but the numbers and words blurred into nonsense. The knot in my gut twisted tighter–a familiar feeling that gnawed at me whenever things were about to go wrong. I was used to it by now, but this wasn’t about the crumbling state of business or the rogue attacks along the borders. It was something else. Something worse. A knock on my office door pulled me out of my daze.“Come in,” I said, my voice rougher than usual, a sharp edge of irritation that I didn’t bother hiding.Yesmen stepped in, holding an envelope in her hand, her usual composed expression faltering just slightly. Yesmen never faltered, not in the years she had worked for me. She was the most professional, by-the-book person I had on staff. I sighed, already feeling the headache creeping in. I knew what this was about. I’d been avoiding it. Avoiding her. But here it was, right in front of me, waiting to be dealt with.“Yesmen, you
TYLERMy heart clenched as I slammed on the brakes. I cursed under my breath and threw the door open. The smell of rot and decay hit me like a punch to the gut, and that’s when I saw it–well, them. Rogues moving through the trees toward Mila’s direction. Rogues were known for their chaotic nature, but lately, their attacks had become more coordinated, more calculated. Someone was pulling the strings, and I’d bet my rank Alpha Gregory was involved.My instincts flared, the beast inside me rising to the surface. I had to get to her before more of them showed up. Without hesitation, I shifted mid-stride. My bones snapped and rearranged in the familiar yet painful shift, my skin giving way to fur and muscle as Declan took over. The rush of power flowed through me like fire in my veins, and Declan hit the ground running, paws digging into the dirt as I sprinted toward the wreckage.Two rogues were moving around her car which had been flipped upside down. Declan bared his teeth, his growl ru
MILAAs we approached the cemetery, we saw him–a man crouched over a grave, his back to us. The idea of a rogue risking his life to be here struck me as odd. Though, the fact I still felt strong enough to take him on was odd too. Using Rayne’ healing powers usually took a toll on us, but we were able to heal three people and only felt a little weak. Hell, I was sure we could take down a small army if needed. “His scent is familiar,” Rayne said. “Maybe there's a connection.”As I drew closer, I watched as he placed flowers carefully on the grave. I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling crawling up my spine. My instincts kicked in. Rogue or not, we had no idea what this man was capable of. I saw Tyler readying himself to step forward so I beat him to it.“Hey!” I called out.The man didn’t flinch. Just kept his gaze on the grave. “I’m not your enemy,” he said, his voice quiet, but filled with sadness. “And the others are not my friends. I just wanted… to be in her presence.” Slowly, he
MILAAnd neither did my body. Even running back to the packhouse, Rayne couldn’t resist brushing against Spencer who didn’t seem to mind.Rayne, stop instigating before things heat up,” I reprimanded her.“What? It’s not like he minds,” Rayne joked. “It’s not like his stupid Luna’s satisfying him.”“So what? We’re not looking to fill that position.”The moment we shifted back when we made it to the packhouse, I could barely take my eyes off of him. I never took Gabe as a domineering kind of man, but more susceptible to ideas and ‘do-whatever-I-wanted’ kind of man. Though, the way his muscles moved when he stalked up the steps, commanding his warriors had me, or rather I say, Rayne feeling way too hot and bother. Even with Alex and Tyler at my back, I could feel Gabe’s presence tingling all over me. I tried ignoring her, but the next part nearly threw me at his feet.The door to the packhouse and Beta Brian rushed out, looking a bit panicked. “Alpha, I was just about to–” In a flash,
MILAGabe was still crouched by the tombstone, his brow furrowed as if trying to puzzle out the same haunting riddle. I couldn’t stay there anymore. The weight of the truth was suffocating, and I needed space. Away from Gabe. Away from everyone.I turned and started toward the woods, my footsteps quickening, but Gabe was fast. He caught up, his hand clamping down on my arm once more. “Mila, stop. You shouldn’t be alone.”“I have a safe place, Gabe,” I snapped, jerking my arm free. I wasn’t really mad at him, just this whole situation. “I just… I need to get away from here, Gabe. I need space. From you. From this pack. From everything.”“And you think that hideout is safe?” He challenged me. “At least, at the packhouse, you’ll be surrounded by people who want to protect you.”I let out a hollow laugh, stepping back from him. “Protect me? I’ve never truly been protected, Gabe. Not with you. Not within the pack. If I were, I wouldn’t be here, standing over my own grave, would I?”That hit