All Chapters of Ruling The Pack (Mated To The Night Book 3) : Chapter 91 - Chapter 93

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That annoyance turned into a different kind of frustration now that we were in the dark. It was just the two of us in our bedroom on this chilly night, and the hot spring water still glistened on her skin. Once she lit the candle, I got a better view of the droplets plunging between her breasts and over her stomach until it was lost between the inner curves of her thighs. She moved her hair over her shoulder as she turned to put the candle on the nightstand, giving me a full view of another drop tracking down her spine.I moved behind her so quickly, I heard her breath catch. I caught the drop with my lips, then drew my tongue up to collect the droplets that glistened along her spine.“Oh.” She shivered. “Night.”My hands slipped over her hips as I covered the back of her neck with hungry kisses. The water was made even sweeter because it was warmed by her skin. She moaned and turned in my arms. Her hard nipples brushed across my chest as she stood on the tips of her toes and wrapped
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Chapter 32BrynFive years had passed since Night killed Troy and we rescued the feral boys. Since then, I had performed the memory ritual on each of them and was now counseling those who wanted help with their recovery. Many of those kids still lived as a group on Panacea, in the cabins we’d built for them.I’d had my son, Remus, four years ago. He was a beautiful little boy with thick auburn hair and eyes as emerald as his father’s. Already, he was the timid opposite of his sister, who lived up to her fiery name. He clung to my dress when he went out with me and was very sensitive. Whenever Night gave him a stern look, the waterworks started. He stayed strong in front of his son, but privately, I knew it devastated my poor mate whenever he made our son cry. According to Lance, that was how Night had acted when he was Remy’s age. Maybe that explained where Remy had gotten it from.Tavi and Dom had a baby boy who was nine months younger than Ember. They named him Lucian after the fath
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We all stood in a circle around Oakley’s coffin. The wood was unfinished, and the grain of the light wood flowed seamlessly together like it had been pulled from the trunk of a large oak tree.Wolf tradition dictated that a funeral was meant to be held on the east corner of the pack, with the sun setting at the audience’s backs. Doing this was meant to ensure that the spirit of the deceased passed into the ether easily. The coffin was burned at the conclusion of the ceremony. According to Camas tradition, the oldest son usually made the coffin. Oakley didn’t have sons, and that tradition, like many others, would probably be phased out or made more inclusive for women.Samara, as the oldest daughter, had made her father’s coffin. She stood by it like a sentinel.Dawn stood next to her with her hand on her shoulder. She and Aiden from our pack had gotten together, and as far as I knew, it was a good match. Next to them were Alpha Leo and his beta Cat. So many things had changed for them
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