All Chapters of An Unwanted Fate : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Ryan’s POV “Hold your breath Angel! You’re going under!” I warned. She squealed loudly as I pulled her down with me. We broke through the surface at the same time, me laughing and Kat sputtering. She flung her long hair off her face and wiped the water out of her eyes, then immediately began her feeble attempt at revenge. “You dickhead!” She yelled, but couldn’t stifle her giggles long enough to be taken seriously. She was splashing me furiously but it was like a gnat trying to swat a human. It just made me crack up harder. Reegan was standing behind her, waist deep in the water, roaring with laughter as well. “She’s like an angry little pixie!” He howled, almost sobbing from laughing so hard. Offended by his comment, Kat turned her attention in his direction. She slowly sauntered over to him until they stood face to face. Reegan was looking down at her warily, trying to contain his mirth. She reached up and placed both hands on his chest, slowly running them down to his stom

Kat’s POV Ryan took my hand, pulling me over to the comfy looking overstuffed couch facing a huge big screen tv at one end of his room. Now extricated from my cage between the twins, I could look around and fully take in this space that reflected his unique personality. While the walls were the same full round logs as in the room I occupied, the decor was totally different. Navy blues and forest greens comprised the major color scheme. A few pictures, mostly of woodland scenes adorned the walls. But what really caught my attention was the large, built-in bookcase that lined one entire wall, filled with rows upon rows of various titles. I gasped in delight as I walked over to take a closer look. The boys were quiet, just watching as I ran my hand over the spines, humming in appreciation at the collection. “This is amazing!” I exclaimed. “How long did it take you to collect all these?” Ryan walked over to stand next to me. “Some of them belong to the pack, passed down for generations.

*Warning: This chapter containes mature content of a sexual nature. Reegan’s POV Ryan and I both wanted to claim her lips but he beat me by a fraction of a second, rolling her onto her side facing him. He trapped her face in his hands and smashed his lips to hers. There was no gentleness in his kiss, only need. She immediately opened for him and their kiss turned ravenous. I held still for a minute, just listening to the sensual noises she was making. I loved hearing how much she was enjoying herself and seeing her turned on turned me on. But a minute of that was all I could take. I needed to touch her, to be part of the reason she was making those sounds. I pressed myself up against her, pushing her further into Ryan as I pressed my hard cock into her ass. My twin had abandoned her lips, now trailing kisses along her jaw and neck, stopping to kiss and suck on her marking spot. She responded with little whimpers, threading her hands in his hair and hooking her leg over his hips,

Ryan’s POV I was half awake yet still half asleep, drifting in a dream-like state. Scenes from last night replayed through my mind, making me reluctant to open my eyes. I would be content to lie here and revel in those memories for the foreseeable future. Every taste. Every touch. I wanted to relive it all, over and over again. If I hadn’t known it already, last night was proof that my angel was perfect for us and I would never get enough of her. Even without fully having sex, I came away feeling completely satisfied. Watching her come undone at my touch was all I truly needed. While waiting for Kat to come to my room, I hadn’t let myself hope for more than just spending time together, and possibly sleeping in the same bed again. When she came in already wearing pajamas, I knew she intended to stay the night and that was enough to make my mood soar. But when said pajamas happened to be a sexy little silk camisole and shorts with a suggestive cherry print, a little hope started to

Reegan’s POV Ryan sighed as we watched our girl walk away from us. I understood exactly how he felt because I felt the same way. After last night, the draw to be close to her was stronger than ever. Yet, the sense of pride we felt at her drive and commitment to help our pack members was powerful too. I ran my hand through my chocolate waves, trying to calm my warring emotions. Part of me wanted to follow her back in there, toss her over my shoulder caveman style and drag her back to my bed. But that was my wolf talking. The rational, human side of me was quickly coming to realize my baby girl had a strong-willed, independent streak that my brother and I would do well to respect if we had any hope of her accepting us. “Come on, brother.” I said, letting out my own sigh. “I want to drag her out of there as much as you do but we both know where that would get us.” “Yeah, back to sleeping alone most likely.” He pouted. “We’ve already seen her pissed off enough to never want to see