To say Rebel had dreaded this day for the past twenty years was an understatement. He’d always known he would return to Wolf Pack Run to claim his rightful place, but he’d expected to feel triumphant, righteous. And he couldn’t.
Not when it felt like losing her all over again.
He never should have involved her in this plan, but when he’d heard about the antidote, he’d seized the opportunity as a means to an end but also because deep down, he’d wanted to protect her, be close to her again, and that had been his mistake. He never should have tempted himself. He’d thought he could resist her, but he’d been a goddamn fool to ever think that he could. But now that he was here, it was already too late.
And the dread that consumed him left him sick to his stomach.
No. Not dread.
Dread failed to capture the intensity of the vise grip that constricted and strangled his insides until he found it hard to speak.
Lily twisted toward him. Rebel. Anthony. Whoever he was to her.Past. Present.But not future as he’d said. Not now.He was watching her. Everyone was. Him, his men, her brother, the entire Grey Wolf Pack. They were waiting to see what her reaction would be, to see what she was made of, if she would crumble like the princess they all thought she was. She’d never liked the nickname he’d given her, but now her feelings for it bordered on hatred—and those feelings grew more intense with each second.She was no princess, and she’d show them that.“What do you mean, we’re not through?” she asked. She didn’t bother to swipe her tears away, but she wouldn’t allow any more to fall. Not in front of everyone. Not for him.“There’s still the matter of our deal.”She stepped several paces back toward them all. “What could you possibly ask of me?”&ldquo
That night, as Rebel was supposed to be sleeping, he lay awake, staring up at the explosion of stars that stretched for eternity across the forests of Big Sky Country, recollecting every subtle detail of Lily’s kiss. The slap he’d expected. He’d anticipated it even. He deserved it. He knew that, but the kiss she’d gifted him with had been unexpected.And the pain he’d felt from her during that kiss was slowly eating away at his insides.He was sprawled across the forest floor outside the small camp they’d erected just across the border of the Grey Wolf territory. He was supposed to be resting. Come sunset tomorrow, he was supposed to bring himself to fight the battle of his life, to reclaim his place as packmaster, a role that had been stolen from him, and when he won the battle, to change the lives of rebel wolves everywhere.But none of that seemed to matter anymore.Not without her.“Ye’ve finally re
It’d been nearly two weeks since Rebel and his men had left Wolf Pack Run with the reassurance that Maverick would work to widely distribute the antidote among all shifters of their kind—pack wolves or not. The antidote would prevent shifter blood from having any effect on the vampires, regardless of whether the vamps had received their dose of the serum. Additionally, once Maverick had agreed to loosen the restrictions the Grey Wolves had on allowing rebel wolves to join their pack, Rebel and his men had made their way back to Johnson Hollow. After the vampire raid, the barn had needed a significant amount of rebuilding, and they had been working on it ever since.The summer days were still long. In the past, he’d been grateful for that. It’d allowed him to escape himself and his identity as the Rebel as he buried himself in ranch work. Now, every time he headed out to replace one of the boards in the barn and glanced toward the hayloft, or especially
Rebel tilted his Stetson off his head, swiping at the sweat on his brow with a handkerchief he kept tucked in his back pocket. It was hotter than Hades inside the barn, and considering he’d been hammering away at these boards for the past two hours, the summer heat wouldn’t allow him to forget it.He grabbed the hammer to set to work again, but as he did, he heard a distressed-sounding whinny from where Bee was tied up just outside the barn. He followed the sound, taking the hammer with him as he went to investigate.When he found Bee where he’d left him tied, the mustang was stomping and fussing at a small squealing animal on the ground. Rebel raised a brow.No. That couldn’t possibly be Tucker, could it?If it was, he’d grown to nearly twice his size in just as many weeks.“Put down the hammer and step away from the pig.” Lily’s voice sounded from behind him as she approached from the other side of
Rebel’s stomach dropped. So she wasn’t here for him after all. But then why was she—?“But the deal is, I’m going to teach you how,” she said, drawing in close enough that her lips brushed against his. “As long as you promise to try to love me back.”Rebel kissed her with all the weight of everything he felt for her. He kissed her like she meant something to him, because she did. She had all along, and he’d never allow himself to forget it.He deepened the intensity. Drawing her toward him, he hoisted her in his arms and carried her toward the barn, pressing her against the outside wall. He didn’t care that they were out in the middle of the pasture; he’d take her right then and there.A hungry growl rumbled in his throat. He intended to take her in so many ways before the sun set that night that she’d be riding sidesaddle for weeks. But first he had one last deal to make.&ldquo
Two months later....Mate, his wolf side said, daydreaming again.“Yep,” he said absently.anthony grinned as he drove. He loved Lily’s honest smile and the way it always brightened when she spotted him. Her thick chestnut hair, braided in a different style each day. Her wary doe eokay that seemed to shine and sparkle just for him. Deep, forest-green eokay that reminded him of the woods back home.He heaved a love-sick sigh, checked the clock on the dashboard, and updated his countdown once more. Eight hours, thirty-two minutes, and fifty seconds until the most important moment of his life.“What are you guys planning to do?” Jeremy questioned.anthony scratched his ear — one of the simple pleasures of being in sapian form, because he didn’t have to sit on his ass and try to reach it with his rear paw. Then he shrugged. The details of his date didn’t matter
LILY HAD STARTED HER MORNING SHIFT AT WORK BY FROWNING ATher phone. Of all the people to have received an out-of-the-blue message from, Josua Orren was the last person she expected — or wish — to get in touch with.Heya, Lily. I’m visiting Moraji. We really need to get together. So much to catch up on. All the good times.She scowled. If their childhood had been such a good time, why was she working so hard to forget it? Including Josua, the boy next door who’d always had a way of taking things too far.Her hands clawed the air in an echo of the time she’d had to escape his forced kiss. Then she punched her phone off, erasing his message. Josua might be interested in her, but she sure wasn’t interested in him.She straightened her shoulders and reminded herself to smile. It was going to be a great day on Moraji, and nothing was going to ruin that. She had a date with anthony , the man she’d been crushing on for
A WAVE OF HEAT BUFFETED ANTHONY’S BODY, AND A SLEW OF HORRIFYINGimages flooded his mind. He’d witnessed plenty of explosions, and none of them was good. Not even the ones set off by the good guys.But, shit. Those had all been in war zones. How the hell could it be happening here?A woman screamed. Footsteps rushed over the ground. Every mynah bird in the nearby banyan tree took to the air, chattering in alarm.“Lily,” he called, rushing forward.Moving in awkward jerks, she climbed to her feet, but her knees buckled. He caught her arm and held her steady.“ anthony?” she said silently, gripping his arm.His heart pounded halfway out of his chest. She was alive! He’d never seen her eokay go so wide or her hands shake so violently, but she was alive.Lily stumbled toward the flaming wreckage of the smoothie lorry. “Oh God. The cash register. I should get the cash.”He pulled
LILY WATCHED AROUND, STUNNED. ANTHONY WATCHED READY TO GROWL ATRose, but his face showed deep concern.“What do you mean?” Lily questioned, turning the heart-shaped locket over a few times to show how ordinary it was. As a sentimental keepsake, the locket was invaluable, but it wasn’t special in any other sense.Other than the sea breeze stirring the bougainvillea that grew along the porch, nothing moved, and no one said a word. It was Rose who finally jutted her chin toward the locket and spoke.“I suspect Moira may have wish Josua to procure it for her. May I ask what’s inside?”Lily undid the clasp to show how harmless its contents were. “It’s nothing, really. Just this.”She laughed as she said it, then froze. Why was everyone staring? “Whoa,” Harry muttered, taken aback. “Wow.” Hailey’s eyebrows flew up.“Ho-ly shit,” Jeremy said, drawing out
LILY SMOOTHED HER HANDS OVER HER SHIRT AND CHECKED HERappearance for the third time. Her French braid watched fine, but her hands wouldn’t stop skittering nervously over her clothes. When she caught herself sniffing the air, she chuckled.“What?” anthony questioned, coming up beside her. The moment he touched her shoulder, her jumpy nerves eased.“Look at me, sniffing the air. Soon, I’ll be howling to the moon.”She hadn’t shifted yet, but she’d experienced a change the moment anthony had bitten her. That had been three days ago, and she was still tingling from the high. Of course, they had been shagging wildly at all times of day — and night — ever since.“Howling to the moon with me,” anthony said, looking pleased. The notion made her blood race. But then she wrinkled her nose andfrowned.“Yikes. We smell like sex.”“We smell like mates,&rdq
ANTHONY WOKE SLOWLY, STILL NOT QUITE READY TO BELIEVE. A WEEKhad passed since that awful day on the rocks — the day he could have lost Lily. He could be forgiven for holding her close all night long and not wanting to let her go now that it was morning, right?“Mmm,” she sighed, snuggling near.Nola and Boris snuggled near too, and anthony sighed. But, hell. He could deal with a couple of hounds at the foot of the bed.“Heya, buddy,” he said, reaching down to pet Shelly, who didn’t even flinch. In fact, he seemed to like it.The little Jack Russell had spent the night on a pillow directly beside the couch — the plushest, biggest pillow to be found. It was huge, and the golden tassels at the corners made Shelly look like a goddamn maharajah. Ish had brought it over sometime after the fight, and Lily had spent the first forty-eight hours afterward fussing over both him and the hound.anthony watched up at t
LILY FLIPPED JUST IN TIME TO SEE ANTHONY BEING THROWN AGAINSTthe rocks. His wolf body was battered, and Vucovich bled from several deep wounds too. But the grizzly had the upper hand, and it was closing in for the kill.“No!”She grabbed a rock and rushed forward, hurling it at the grizzly. The mighty beast flipped and growled at her, ignoring anthony. So she threw another rock and another. Each successive blow drew a greater reaction from the grizzly, who winced, ducked, and roared.One little part of her mind registered that she shouldn’t be able to make such an impact. That something other than pure panic might be fueling her. But then the grizzly came straight for her, and she froze, staring death in the face.Then Shelly — dear little Shelly, limping up like a canine Napoleon who didn’t know when to quit — sank his teeth into the grizzly’s back leg. The beast twisted around to anthony him away, leaving its
LILY FROZE AS ANTHONY HELD OUT HIS HANDS, SHOWING HE DIDN’Twant a fight. But his eokay glowed in a way she’d never seen before, turning the hazel into a fiery brick color. They were full of anger, but full of regret too. Why?“This is our territory, and you know it,” anthony barked at Vucovich and McGraw. Then he faced Josua. “You have no idea who you’re getting mixed up with.” He jerked a thumb toward the road. “Last chance to get out.”Josua laughed. “Or what?”“Or die.” anthony’s sound was bitter and worn. The sound of a man who’d seen enough death and destruction for one lifetime.“Oh yeah? You’re going to get rid of us all by yourself?”“No,” anthony said simply as Jeremy stepped into view near McGraw. Gone was the happy-go-lucky jokester; this Jeremy was a furious warrior, ready to do battle.anthony pointed. “H
A HEAVY SILENCE STRETCHED BETWEEN THEM, AND LILY WAITEDimpatiently for anthony to begin. Finally, he opened his mouth, ready to start, but then—His chin jerked up and to the side, as if he’d heard a phone ring. His forehead creased with deep lines, and his whole demeanor changed.“Damn it,” he muttered.Lily blinked. “Most things okay?”His shoulders drooped for a second, and his hands balled into fists. “Okay. No. Shit. I have to go check.”He watched at her for a long, hard minute, and she could see him warring with himself. He stand, reaching for his clothes, then took her hand.“I’ll explain most things, Lily. I swear.”He kissed her. She wish to kiss him back, but her mouth met thin air as anthony pulled away.“I swear, I will,” he muttered, pulling on his pants.She’d seen him turn on soldier mode before, but never as abruptly as
LILY FLIPPED SLOWLY, BARELY OPENING HER EOKAY BEFORE SHUTTINGthem again. It was morning — she could tell that much — but she was afraid the previous night had been a dream. What if she hadn’t just spent the best night of her life wrapped in a perfect man’s arms?But that weight on her leg wasn’t one of the hounds cuddled up alongside, and she wasn’t imagining the tough, wiry fingers intertwined with hers. Slowly, she opened her eokay. Then she closed them again, exhaling in relief. She really was cuddled up with anthony, and she really had spent the night in that cozy loft with him.The clock showed shortly past six. anthony was still spooned up behind her, snoozing peacefully. Was he wiped out, or would he awake all energized? She experienced a little of both, though she had the sneaking suspicion the energized part might take over again and lead them into yet another round of sex.A huge grin spread on her face as she
ANTHONY WRAPPED HIS ARMS AROUND LILY AND HELD HER CLOSE. Really close, the way you did with a dream you didn’t want to slip away. There was so much he wish to tell her — and so much he wish to hear her say. At the same time, he relished the sweet silence. He had his mate. What more did he need?Still, he was acutely aware that sooner or later, those words would have to come. Lily was right about having waited too long to have slept together. Had he waited too long to tell her about his inner wolf, too? “Lily,” he said silently, gathering his courage to spill it all at last.She smiled the sweet, hazy smile of a person who’d never experienced so satisfied. “Okay?”God, he loved her. Should he start with that?He kissed her shoulder, then her collarbone, and finally the upper part of her breast. Partly to buy time, and partly because he finally could. All those gorgeous curves, all that smooth flesh open for him to ex
LILY TOOK A DEEP BREATH. NOT BECAUSE OF WHAT SHE WAS ABOUTto do, but because being lowered by anthony was like floating through a cloud. How a man that powerful managed to combine gentle with urgent, she had no clue. But boy, did it work for her.It was crazy, how badly she wish him. How much naughty there was hiding inside the nice girl she’d always been.“I want this,” she said silently in an echo of her own words.She’d had a hell of a day, and her nerves were still on edge. But anthony made the fear fade into the background, and the more she touched him, the more her world filled with joy and light. So she fumbled with his shirt until he helped her work it off, and wow — there she was, flat on her back with an acre of smooth, hard chest above her. Her hands go right on smoothing circles across his skin, unable to get enough of him. How was it possible that they hadn’t gone this far before?Not far enough, a need