All Chapters of Finding Home: A Twin Shifter Romance: Chapter 81 - Chapter 88

Dinner at a fine dining restaurant where food was served in different entrees, in names she could not repeat, or tastes she could not describe, was not her ideal evening. But Grayson took her out on a very nice date, so Brianna said nothing to disappoint him.They had pleasant conversations during the meal, trying to identify the items on their plate. Some of the food came in fancy little spoons, in clouds of smoke, under flavored bubbles, and so little bites that she did not have enough to savor it.They were served 15 courses and by the end of the meal; she was more tipsy than full. Her tummy grumbled after Grayson paid the bill, which embarrassed her more than anything.She did not want to appear ungrateful, but she was still hungry.“What do you say about going to the diner around the corner and getting burgers and a milkshake?” Grayson asked while ushering her to their vehicle. “I’m sorry about dinner. It was a very wonderful experience, and I bet they worked hard to come up wit

Grayson laughed. “I can manage. Don’t worry about me.” He reached over and kissed her temple. “I’m going before I embarrass myself.”Bree reached out and held his wrist. “No. I don’t want you to go.” Her eyes swirled golden, and when a slight breeze came through the open windows, he got a whiff of her arousal.Brianna took control. Pushed him to the bed and crawled on top. Ever since she said yes to pursuing their relationship, she had been feeling more empowered. That night, she felt like all her pent-up emotions were released, giving her the chance to fully harness her newfound strength.“You are not leaving until I get what I want.” She warned.He grinned. “And I accept.” His eyes shined silver as he felt the warmth of her body touch his. Everything about her felt silky and smooth, he thought, as his hands glided over her skin.Grayson kissed her with so much tenderness Bree felt as if they were caught in a dream where everything moved in slow motion.She enjoyed the way he swirle

“NO! It’s what I felt at that moment, so I said it.”“Felt? Past tense?” She crossed her arms under the breasts, and he lost his train of thought.“Feel… Brianna. I feel that way, even now.” He squeezed his eyes shut. Looking at her breasts made him want to place the globes in his mouth and suck on them until she granted him her forgiveness.“So, why did you accuse me of lying? It’s easier to just tell me the truth. I understand if it’s all too much to handle—”“It’s not—I got pissed off because the last few nights we had were very special, but then Maggie called me very early this morning to tell me that your husband came to collect you himself.”“I don’t have a husband! And you know it.”“I know. My wolf has been trying to chew me out for doubting you.”“Good job, Slate. Kick him in the balls if you can.” “Ouch!” The thought alone brought him pain. “I’m sorry for hurting you.”“You didn’t—” She looked away with her mouth pouted like a sulky child.“I did. Even I can smell the sorro

Wolves. The moment Seth dismounted from his motorcycle, he scented wolves around him. It was a biker’s diner/bar, and it was only normal that wolves from different packs frequented these establishments whenever they passed through a city.There was an unspoken rule among packs that passersby need not announce themselves, but people who wanted to stay the night or take part in the festivities of a certain town should seek the designated biker’s bar or 24-hour diner to declare their intention to stay and be counted into the visitor’s log.Through this system, the packs kept the peace, making werewolves accountable for their actions. Runaways and wayward rogues are brought to prison to face justice when they cause any trouble.But this only applied to small towns like Silvercreek. Bigger metropolitan cities had a completely different set of rules because the cities had more people, the rules were more lax, and the packs mingled with each other without breaking any rules.Not everyone ab