All Chapters of Wolves & Magic (Ambersky Pack Series Book 1-3): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

[The Next Day] SEBASTIAN Perched on the side of the bed with my phone in my right hand, I kept Rory up to date on the situation regarding Sierra's mother as he did the same on the hunt for Bryanna. Nothing had changed since I left. Sierra cuddled up against my side with a hand wrapped around my torso as soft wisps of snores exited her parted lips, sounding like cute whimpers and a frown pinching her forehead. I was just waiting for her to fall asleep. That way, should I slither out of bed, she wouldn't wake up. She was going through a lot, and I wanted to help in any way I could. While she slept, I tugged on my shirt and headed out to the living room. It was a mess, to say the least. I meandered between the living room and the kitchen, assessing the damage. Based on the state of the living room, the attacks took place there. Now upended was previously set-up furniture, while broken lamp shades and vases scattered the floor. There was a puddle of blood at the entrance, and I

[Runaway Bride] ZAIDEN Over the years, even recently, I have had my share of women in my bed, ranging in size, ethnicity, and background. I wasn't fussy when it came to the ladies. How could I be? Especially when they were the ones throwing themselves at me. That wasn't me being a jerk. Neither was it me labeling myself as a player. Far from it. If anything, it was me depicting how different it was with all those other women compared to this moment with my future bride. With those women, I gave them control. I told them what to do and how to do it. After all, they were so eager to please me. I never had a problem with it. Still, remembering all my unsuccessful climaxes, in contrast to being on the verge of coming in my pants, it was hardly a fair comparison. Cassidy moaned. She pressed her lower body against my pulsating shaft, the sounds of her desire mingled with my groans. I left her lips, lowered my mouth to her voluptuous bosom and took a stiff peak into my mouth, watchin

[Dinner For Two] SEBASTIAN I sighed, nearing the point of annoyance, watching as my mother and best friend hovered over my mate, sickeningly sweet, fawning and asking a platitude of questions. Sierra could barely breathe before they asked another question. She, though, was too sweet to tell them all to shut up and let her breathe. I wasn’t. “Okay, okay, give her some space to breathe, would ya? I’m sure my mate could use a shower to wash off the gunk from the long drive. Rory, I need to see you in my office.” I took Sierra’s hand and headed up to our floor. “I can’t thank you enough for saving me back there,” she smiled tightly. “Your family can be a bit--“ “Overbearing? Suffocating?” I finished for her. “I was gonna say sweet, that can work, too.” She laughed. I scoffed. “Please, you’re the sweet one. If that was me, I’d tell them all to shut the hell up. My family is a bunch of vultures—gregarious.” Sierra smacked me on the arm and threw her head back in laughter. “The

[Heated Encounter] SEBASTIAN Sierra took another deep breath. I took her hand in mine, using our bond to give her the strength she needed. “Take your time,” I coerced and tucked a few loose hair strands away from her face. “Are you feeling better now?” My mate breathed easily and nodded. “I called my mom, right, wanting to find out if she had heard from the police. Guess what she told me? She said they didn’t call. Can you believe that? How can they call themselves protectors and not protect those who can't protect themselves? I don’t get it.” My heart ached for her. I understood what she was going through. When my father died, someone attacked him, but they also killed him. Up to this day, we still haven’t found out why they killed him. Or who killed him? Then there was Sasha. Whoever killed my mate didn’t do it quickly. During Rory’s perimeter patrol, that was how long she bled out, hoping for someone to save her. So, yeah, I knew what she was going through. Sierra got up fro

[Pre-Birthday Celebration] SIERRA It was the morning before my birthday. I woke up to the warmth of the sun kissing my skin and the light blowing of the breeze stroking my face and hands. Without opening my eyes, I stretched my hand to Sebastian’s side, only to find it empty and cold. I jerked upright in bed and looked around in panic. The jeans and t-shirt he discarded last night were nowhere in sight. His cell phone wasn’t on the side table either. He wasn’t here. The time on the wall read 7:05 a.m. Why did he leave our bed so early? What could have been so important? I cast my head to my side of the bed and saw a folded piece of paper with his handwriting. Angel, You brought sunshine when I only saw rain. You brought me, love when I only saw pain and without your love, I can never be whole again. Meet me at the first spot that took your breath away. With Love, Sebastian I reread the note and smiled like an idiot. If only he knew how much he did the same for me. Meet