All Chapters of Heart of the Bayou Beasts: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

BriI was so ready for this, that my toes curled into the floorboards as his weight pressed against me. I waited, my breath bated with need, strained with the turmoil of anticipation. His big calloused hands skimmed the soft skin of my body and the ache was a pressure ready to boil over “Anyone tries to interrupt us, They’re getting an eyeful because there’s no way I'm stopping this time,” he growled against my cheek. A hand slipped between the fabric of my panties and I whined and I could feel his smile against my jaw.“I hope you're ready because I'm not holding back Moonbeam,” he swore.“Don’t you dare,” he paused.“Don’t I dare what woman?” he questioned as he spun me and my lusty eyes met his ravenous ones.“Don’t you dare fucking hold back on me Alpha,” I said, with conviction my finger poking his chest. Wyatt grinned menacingly before his hands found my ass and in one sure confident move had it resting on the counter.“You’re a naughty little witch, you know that?”“I've never

BriChristmas time was my father's favorite, he used to tell me about the fires the men and boys now erected near the water before we went on our evening fishing excursion. Boo was in charge, as my eyes and ears to protect our home. Her headspace was free to me and my decision had already been made to leave her behind when I left. she knew my heart better than I knew it myself, and would be the only way I could let a part of me remain here while the rest of me was forced to be elsewhere. The only way everything I cherished would be safe from the perils of witches' politics, was if they were together under her care. I could never let those witches know what these men and boys were to me and I was not putting another familiar at risk again. That loss along with my fathers had broken me and left me vulnerable to them. At least this way I would know they were OK, they were all that mattered, the only things that would keep my soul tethered to this world when I unleashed myself upon my opp

Beau,Two strange vehicles approached within 30 minutes of each other. The passenger stepped out of one and spoke to his driver before he drove off. The second car that pulled up was a nondescript saden cavalier with a shimmering green color. A lean woman with midnight umber skin stepped out, wearing a band tee and ripped black skinny jeans. She hefted a teal backpack over her shoulder as she looked around. The lush coils of her afro were a stunning contrast to her frame as she leaned against the hood of her car and began typing on her phone. Watching as I posted casually from the mess hall I wondered who she was. The man from before came out in his tailored suit and she frowned looking down the road expectantly before she reluctantly followed him back into the office. I grit my teeth, I didn’t like this, bringing Bri out in the open after what had happened, it made me uneasy and I'm sure my Alpha felt the same. I had just had to look at The Bastard Alpha and he turned in the other d

BriWhen the plotting was done and I had asked after Maggie, she pulled a bag out of her backpack and inside were several pieces of hemp clothing and a few wrapped packages. “My cousin just opened her boutique. She begged me to give you these if I so happened to bump into you. She hopes you'll frequent her store if you like them.” Zoey’s family was relatively human by witch standards but possessed something a little extra yet to be revealed to me. I honored that fact by not asking, as I had my own secrets. I wasn't concerned they suspected Zoey had helped me. They would simply expect it not to mention my link to Zoey was unknown by anyone outside of a specific circle. I smiled, “I’m sure I’ll love it all,” I said feeling a bit stunned and awkward. I didn’t dig through the bag, Zoey just smiled and nodded, not expecting me to go through it. Most things that passed between us were instantly destroyed. Outside of the items in the bag she had given me and the phone. Gifts usually left a

WyattHalfway home I pulled off to the side of the road and backed in next to a dilapidated dock facing the setting sun. Bri, who was curled into my side, looked up at me.“What's wrong?”“Nothing moonbeam, just wanted a quiet moment with you to myself before we go back.” I got out and jogged around to let her out. She allowed it. An action I wanted her to become accustomed to. As I helped her slide out of the truck I took her hand and led her to the back dropping the tailgate. I patted it as I eased onto it myself and she snuggled into my side once more.Our gazes trailed out over the water which mirrored the burnt oranges, deep pinks, and vivid purples of the setting sun.“It is beautiful,” She said, her voice thick with emotion, barely a whisper on the drifting breeze.“It’s pretty,” I agreed. Her fingers interlaced with mine as my other arm came around her and we took in the peace of nature, I could feel the tension as she suppressed the moon from materializing but the strain ease