They fall back into the bed, and I walk past Hendrick, who is leaning against my bedroom wall to step out of the terrace. Even if the window doors stood wide open, he didn’t come in as well, which worries me. Walking to the balustrade, I lean onto it to scan the ground beneath it. I caress the ha
ArtemisiaBiting my bottom lip, I nod. “Let’s complete it then.” “How love how eager you are when it comes to the important things,” he chuckles, and while he holds me against his frame, he starts kissing me. I sense him moving and as he breaks the kiss, he lifts me up onto a stone platform. Scoot
“Mine,” he growls, making me giggle happily against his lips. Different splashes resound, and he breaks his kiss, sighing. “We had planned to do the marking in a cosy cabin. I hope you will forgive me for luring you here now.” Lifting my hand, I drive it through his hair, rolling my eyes, “As if i
Artemisia The moon shines on Cayden’s gorgeous face, illuminating his face like on the night we first met. I remember clearly how he tried to kiss me, my skin sizzling as my thoughts wander back to that moment, and to how much I wanted him to kiss me. And then he got attacked by my brother. Toni
Ten Years Later Hendrick “This one?” I hold up a coloured book to my daughter as she shakes her head. “Uh-huh,” she sulks, taking her thumb into her mouth. I reposition her on my arm as I reach for another book. “No… So, this one?” She shakes her head again, whining as she pushes it away from h
Finnegan “It’s not that funny,” Cayden reprimands me as I grin back at him, but I can clearly see Artemisia biting her bottom lip to push back a laugh. “We were really lucky that the high court didn’t press charges!” “Lucky that Giorgie made Ricky disappear, you mean,” I observe, making Artemisia
Artemisia “I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Gray Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna.” I flinch as my feet touch the surface of the cold water and groan as the flashback of the day in which I accepte
Artemisia “All that shouting doesn’t really suit a pretty lady.” My brother chuckles as he walks into my bedroom. I scoff, rolling my eyes, continuing to sulk while staring outside the window. “It’s just not fair.” “A lot of things aren’t!” He simply states, getting me to turn around to look a