Quietly, she says, “I do.” “But you have different mothers?” It’s more of a statement than a question when Jacob asks. I wonder why he suddenly knows so much about Moonraker pack. He never took any interest in them when we were actively waging war against them. I was on the battlefield nearly every
Lex, who has been unusually quiet for him, also has an completely placid look on his face I can’t quite understand, but I won’t create more problems by asking him why he’s so happy. Instead, I excuse myself from the table, ready to end this catastrophe of a dinner. *** Emory I don’t make it too
Emory The question lingers in the air between us as I stare into King Kane’s eyes, trying to figure out why he’s followed me to my bedroom. It doesn’t make any sense. Isn’t he expected to still be at dinner with the rest of his guests? If anyone from dinner were to follow me, I would’ve assumed it
“Do you need anything before I go?” he asks, his voice just above a whisper. My first instinct is to shake my head no. I don’t want to be a bother. But then, I remember there is one thing I need. I can’t ask him, though. He’s the king. He sees that I’m not being completely honest with him before m
Is it Opal? Is that why he hasn’t put his mouth on me? Is he afraid that he will do more than feed from me if his lips touch my skin? I have no way of knowing, and I cannot ask, but the strength of his arm around me, of being pressed against him, allows me to feel safe for the first time since bef
Kane Vampire’s don’t have fated mates. In fact, most people don’t think that vampires even have souls. I’m not sure what I think of that since I was born a vampire. It’s not as if I were once a person who was killed by a vampire and my soul was released to hell or where-have-you, and now I am some
It's all I can do to keep my hand still as I harden beneath the sheets. I know I’ve done the right thing in walking away from her. She is emotional and exhausted. Her entire world has been torn apart, and it will take some time for it to be put back together. I may own her, but only as a feeder. Sh
She nods. “It’s a beautiful day outside. We could go for a walk in the garden.” “Am I allowed to do that?” I ask her. She giggles. “Of course. And you’re dressed for it.” I glance down at my red sundress and strappy sandals. “All right,” I say. “As long as you’re sure the king won’t mind.” “No,
FayePrince Michael watches as I hook my thumbs in the waist of his pants and try to pull them down. He gently presses his hand against my chest and pushes me back onto the bed, kneeling over my legs. He makes quick work of taking off his pants and his boxers, until he’s… fully naked and… in his ful
FayeI know we shouldn’t be doing this… our bodies flush and my lips grazing his fevered neck. His hybrid heart thunders against my breasts and I’m… trying desperately not to writhe against him, chasing friction I shouldn’t want–shouldn’t need. I almost wish he were still wearing a shirt so my fing
FayeI’m not sure what to do to pass the time. Despite the heat coming from the fireplace, I’m chilled. Rain pelts the window so furiously it sends a rapid pinging sound throughout the room, mingling with the crackling fire. It’s rather cozy when I sit in the single wooden chair near the fire, wrap
MichaelWe stay in the rain for an hour. I walk ahead of Faye but turn to keep an eye on her as she picks her way off the road into an overgrown easement. I’ve lost the scent I was following with Lowe earlier. It was a vampire, for sure. A group, we believe. At least two females and a trio of males
She hesitates when we reach the inn, and I guide us to an outbuilding. She’s soaking wet and nervous when I slip behind a stall meant for the few people who have horses and carriages instead of cars. I shift back to my human form and instantly regret it. It’s freezing, and the sun is going down, cau
Michael gives me a nudge on the back of my neck before sprinting after Lowe. Alma’s eyes go hazy for a moment before she says, “They picked up a few scents they’re going to check out. We’re going to meet them on the road.”Emelda nods, but I’m confused. “How do you know?”“Lowe told me,” she shrugs
FayeA huge brown wolf with jade eyes peers down at me. The top of my head would brush against the underside of his shoulder. He’s just… massive, and I hadn’t expected that. I swallow hard, trembling, as I tilt my chin to meet his eyes. “Oh.” It’s the only sound that could possibly leave my lips o
Faye“Lowe,” Michael says, nodding in the shifter’s direction in greeting. “I’m glad you were able to join us.” Lowe stretches his arms over his head, smiling into the pockets of bright sunlight poking through the clouds. “Miss a few minutes of sunlight? Absolutely not. When Alma told me I needed t
FayeEmelda tucks my hand in the crook of her elbow as we walk through the fog. It’s drizzling, and the sky’s a deep gray in the faint early morning sunlight peeking through the mist. “Does it always rain like this here?” I ask, turning to Emelda. She smiles down at me, her face shielded by the hoo