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
Artemisia He can’t be my mate. His scent would have overpowered everyone else’s easily and signaled me that he was near. I chew at my thumbnail while my thoughts keep running wild about the fact that all of this just doesn’t make any sense. Also, how bothersome it would be to have a Blackwood as
Artemisia Before my panic can rise drastically, I calm myself down, as his scent must have been enough for me to spot him as my second chance mate. And even if his scent is mouthwatering, it isn’t screaming mate. “Is that a quirk of yours?” I look at him confused, finding him smiling. The hell?!
Artemisia “They were kissing!” Zeno shouts, making me gasp. “Liar!” Giorgio groans, passing a hand over his face. “This is enough! Zeno, I’ll be thinking about an appropriate punishment for you, and you will apologize to Alpha Blackwood appropriately.” After what had happened at the lake, and th
Giorgio The sun's rays make me open my eyes with a groan, and I turn around, laying my arm around my wife’s waist, and pulling her close. She giggles, turning around to kiss me, and I smile. “How are you feeling?” “Strange, but good strange.” I chuckle, hugging her tighter. “I’m glad.” “Are you