Brenna Adan carried me to his bedroom, never breaking the kiss. “Adan, stop,” I breathed, needing a moment to process. No matter what was at stake, there was no way I wanted to be in a rush. His head snapped up. “What’s wrong?” I bit my lower lip as I sat up in the bed. “Everything.” I took a moment to collect my thoughts. “Here, we just lost Magenta, and I wish that my parents and my brother could have been here for our wedding—” Adan pulled me to his chest and stroked my hair as he rested his head against mine. Then he pulled back and placed his finger under my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. “Brenna, as long as we’re here together in our suite, that’s all that matters.” A sexy smile lit his lips as he slid out of bed. Then he took my hand and led me into the living room. “Let’s have some champagne. There’s no rush.” “But what about Magenta and Willow? Conner Snow?” I scoffed, unable to believe what I was hearing. “Adan, it’s a lot to process! When I claim you, I want it to

Brenna Adan’s cock brushed across my lower lips, causing my sex to throb with want and need. Then he pushed into me slowly as I dug my fingers into his back as he pushed into me all at once. I gasped against his lips as he began moving in and out, filling me with desire as pleasure went through my body. Then started moving in and out, slowly at first then faster until he was pounding me. Adan crushed his lips to mine as he rolled his hips into me, truly making love to me. We found a rhythm and I closed my eyes, but he wrapped his fingers around my throat, forcing me to look into his eyes. “I want to see you when you come.” I nodded as I stared into his eyes, half-mast with lust and love. I pushed against him, meeting him thrust for thrust, wanting him to take me deep. I pulled him to me as my breath quickened, wanting all he could give. Sensations filled me as he pounded into me, his lips groping mine as passion and desire overtook us both. Adan’s eyes met mine as I wrapped my legs

Adan The bathtub had been my idea. I had drawn it up for us, a place where we could be alone and relax—away from the worries and troubles of the earlier events. It was a place to connect, to explore, to let go and to just be together. I relaxed in the warm, inviting water as I stroked Brenna’s back, letting her enjoy the afterglow, letting my mind wander. Then Brenna clasped my length, stroking it from base to tip under the water, and then back down again as a thrill shoot down my spine. Then Brenna sank down onto me, guiding my cock inside her warm pussy as she wrapped her arms around me, pushing up and down, riding my length. My lips crushed down onto hers and she opened for me, deepening the kiss as she pushed down onto me over and again. Soon, we found a rhythm and I pulled back to look into her eyes, now half-mast with want and need, matching my own. Watching her come under my touch on the counter a moment ago made me want her more than ever before. Although I had been willing

Adan “I-I have the advantage!” Conner’s sword shook as he pointed his blade at me. “The Snow Warrior Pack is rightfully mine!” “Not anymore.” I slammed my sword at him, and he surprised me by countering with a jab. But I lunged toward him, slamming my sword against his, and it fell to the ground, gleaming red under the bright light of the Blood Moon. I grabbed him into a headlock from behind as he flailed his arms. “Do not move, or you will die.” He stopped moving. Obviously, he didn’t want to die. I turned toward the field, and Nikoa and his men were fighting alongside my men, and to my surprise, Hailey was among them. She had always been one of my best warriors. I was glad she had put our differences aside and had come to my aid with Nikoa, along with Ember. “Stop fighting now and lay down your weapons, or he dies!” I yelled over the din of clashing swords and growling wolves and Lycans, capturing everyone’s attention. One of the Snow Warriors saw what was happening and raised

Adan When we reached the bottom of the stairs, I pulled Conner through the dark stone hallway, heading toward his father’s cell. Oddly enough, it was quiet. Darius wasn’t yelling and screaming, as usual. He must have grown hoarse. I laughed at the thought. When we approached the heavy wooden door of his cell, Zeke and Joe were standing at attention outside. “Guards, open the door.” “Aye!” they both yelled in unison. But when they opened it, no one was there. A huge smile spread across Conner’s face. The whole attack was a diversion. “Where is your father?” I demanded, shaking Conner with both hands. He shrugged. “How should I know? I’m just glad he got out safely.” “At the expense of half your Pack?” I backhanded him hard across the face. Conner scoffed, his eyes wide. “Hey, at least it saved my father. Without him, there is no Pack.” “Well, you’re right about that because you sure aren’t fit to be an Alpha.” I shoved him toward Nikoa. “Hold him and make sure he doesn’