Wolfborn のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

JASMINE The service was held the next day. I spent an inordinate amount of time trying to find an appropriate dress to wear that would disguise my belly bump. In the end, Lucy came through and let me borrow one of her pregnancy dresses. I could sense that she was finally coming around and getting over the whole Luke debacle. "Can you tell?" I kept asking Blake. He was probably super annoyed with me after being asked the same thing for the hundredth time that day. But I was in anxiety overdrive. My parents still didn't know, and we had to tell them before other people started noticing. "Jaz, don't worry," Blake pulled me against his body. "It's a memorial service. No one's going to even be looking at you." He then pulled away, looked down, and shook his head. "That thing is like a potato sack and I hate it. Can't a man that almost died at least get a chance to admire his mate's fine ass?" He smirked. "I can't even believe Lucy owns something so frumpy." "Blake," I pushed on his che

TYSON I sat with my family for an early dinner before I'd be flying back to Vermont later that evening. "Miriam called this morning," my grandmother spoke. "What's it been? Months? What, did she have a cancellation in her busy schedule or something?" my mom remarked. "Must have been important?" my dad added. "Yes, she had absolutely wonderful news to share." My grandmother broke out into a huge smile and I instantly knew what it was. But I stayed quiet, not wanting them to know I already knew. "Well, what is it, Catherine?" my grandfather asked. "Our little Jasmine is pregnant. With twins!" She gushed. "With twins?" Terri repeated, leaning forward in her seat. "Wow! How exciting!" "Hmph." My mom didn't look pleased. "Well, Artemis knows best I suppose." She paused, and then clearly not able to help herself, continued. "It's not like I don't have my own grown alpha son that's far older than Miriam's daughter. And it's not like our pack isn't depending on him to give us an alpha

GINGER After taking a few breaths and pulling myself together, resolving not to let anything happen, I finally stepped foot outside. But clearly Tyce was not on the same page as me, because before I even had a chance to close the door behind me, he grabbed me and had me pinned to the wall, his body heat surrounding me, and his massive arms on either side of my face. I stared into his intense amber eyes for a moment, my whole body alive, my breathing shallowing. Fuck, he was so hot, and if he kissed me, I knew I'd totally give in. And then he did, closing the space between us, crushing his mouth against mine. My hips jutted forward in reaction as he wrapped his arms around me, grabbing my ass, and pressing me closer to his body. I ran my fingers up his chest to his neck and then his face, memorizing the feel of his cheekbones and stubble, knowing I'd always want to remember everything, including how his cheeks felt as our tongues twined and how his hard steel rod of a cock pressed up

GINGER She's lucky she'd almost fully developed her wolf already.It only takes two milligrams to kill a human.Her wolf died so she didn't have to. "Why do you smell like wolfsbane?" I screamed. He had his arms around me almost instantly. "Gigi, it’s okay." "It's not okay! It's not okay at all!" Tears were spilling from my eyes. I had already been emotional that morning but now that scent was putting me over the edge. "Gigi, listen to me. It's fine." He had his mouth close to my ear, and the scent was touching my skin. I began to sob, imagining my skin boiling from even his breath touching it. "I'm just drinking it to build up a tolerance, so I can get stronger. I know it smells bad, but I won't kiss you, I won't hurt you, don't worry." "Get away from me!" I screamed again, pushing him off me. "Don't touch me!" "Okay!" He instantly backed away and put his hands up. "I promise I won't touch you again for the rest of today, okay?" "Thank you," I replied, wiping the tears from my

GINGER The evening of the full moon finally came. This was the night of all or nothing. Either my wolf came back or I'd finally have to accept that she was gone for good and any life I'd continue to live would have to be as a human. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the moment of truth. After all the lights in my house were out and everyone was asleep, I snuck out once again as I had since I'd come home for the summer. It was the perfect night, with a cloudless sky, and the full moon shining down onto earth in all its glory. I crossed my fingers and hoped it was a good omen as I slipped into the forest to make my way to my usual spot. My stomach squeezed with nervousness. I didn't know if I was ready. What if all of this pain and suffering I'd endured had been for nothing? What if my wolf really was never coming back? No! I straightened my shoulders. That was the wrong attitude. She would come back. She had shown signs, and even Sybil told me she wanted to come back. So wh