Kane“Are you sure?” I ask Emory as I pull away from kissing her. Her green eyes are dazed like she’s lost in a daydream. Her scarlet hair looks like fire against the black sheets.It’s been months since we’ve had sex. I’ve missed sharing this intimacy with her, but I haven’t wanted to pressure her.
“Yes,” she replies, her voice breathy. “Don’t stop.”I bury my face in her neck as I move, rocking into her gradually. She moans, her back arching as I find the spot within her. I take her leg and position it to wrap around my waist so I can thrust deeper into her.“Kane,” she gasps. “Please.”I mov
“That is not true. I just never bothered with the idea of having kids. Kane was the one who had to have heirs. I was going to be the cool uncle.”She glares at me. Her icy blue eyes are sharper than a knife. “What do I have to do to make you leave me alone?”“Nothing, Princess. Like it or not, we’re
EmoryI haven’t been back to Moon Grove in months. Ever since my father tried to sell off Lola to Kane as a feeder, I’ve been staying in Crimson Peak. I haven’t had the chance to return as I’m dealing with an unexpected pregnancy and trying to be there for Kane. Coit has been ruling the pack in my a
Coit warned me that there’s a lot of healing that needs to be done for the pack after the war that lasted over a decade because of my father. He deceived everyone with his lies about why we had to attack other packs. Later we found out it was all for the sake of expanding our territory.The Alphas o
I have been on this thought spiral of what-ifs before and know there is no point to it except to drive you insane. We can’t go back in time and change things so there is no point dwelling on what we could have done differently. The only thing we can do is learn from the past to avoid making the same
EmoryI have met the Alphas of other packs over the years. Some of them have visited Moon Grove and my father took the family with him to visit the other packs often. The visits grew less frequent over time as my father collected more enemies than allies. I know that our pack used to be on good term
“You have old Nigel here to thank for your existence,” Mary Claire concludes. “And I’m sure he will never let you forget it.”Nigel winks at me. “You’re welcome.”I share amused looks with Coit who is stuck listening to Alpha Gerald recount that time he and his brothers took down a grizzly bear when