Semua Bab Wolfbitten: Bab 21 - Bab 30

NIKOLAII took some steadying breaths. At least this was a start. They wouldn’t be shit forever. And what are the chances we’d have to defend ourselves any time soon? We were in another country now, where no one knew of our pack. At the moment, we were protected within the Jade Moon Pack. By the time we’d set out on our own, everyone would be far more trained.But definitely not trained enough.Yep, we were fucked.I entered the storage room to grab the TRX straps I’d seen Tyce’s warriors using on one of the days I’d come in to do my own workouts. Before I’d even taken a couple steps in, I was confronted by that scent—that delicious, sweet, erotic scent that wouldn’t leave my dreams. Without meaning to, I let the door shut behind me. Terri was on her tippy toes trying to reach something up high, but the sound of the door slamming shut distracted her, and she promptly turned to face me.“What are you doing in here?” she asked, and her voice almost seemed accusatory. She placed her hand

THERESAIt didn’t take long to get home. As soon as I kicked off my boots, I made my way into the kitchen. I was starving. Tasha had my lunch ready in no time. Boneless, skinless chicken breast, rice, and broccoli. I choked it down. It’s not that it was bad (Tasha did at least know how to make even the blandest food palatable), but—gosh—what I wouldn’t do for some fried chicken instead. That was one nice thing about being away at school. There was no one to monitor what I ate. While others complained about the cafeteria food, I couldn’t help but indulge in being able to eat fats and sugars for once in my life.There had been times that Tyce, Trav, and I had convinced Tasha to let us cook our own meals, especially when my mom was distracted with other things. Honestly, thinking back, I think my brothers had done that for me. They were always the ones acting like they actually wanted to learn how to cook, but perhaps they’d just felt bad that my food was so monitored, and they realized

GINGER“Because there are no other packs in this area except ours,” Trav replied. “What other reason could they possibly have for coming here, especially in the dead of winter? There’s literally nothing except dark, cold, and oil rigs.”“But we have no disputes with them.”“No known disputes,” Sara corrected. “Neutral packs become enemy packs all the time. It’s all about who gets to them first and has something to offer.”“It’s that pack from near Galena. They’re probably still pissed we refused to join their lame scrimmage a couple years ago,” Tyce said.“We can’t assume anything,” Trav replied. “Anyway, we appreciate all the help you’ve been giving our pack, so we’ll have our warriors keep an eye on things for now and keep you posted on any new developments. So far, they haven’t come too close to our borders.”“Good,” Tyce responded, clapping his hands together. “So now that we have that news out of the way, want to do a little sparring?”Sara jumped right up and said, “Let’s go!”S

THERESA“Well, Alpha, what do you think?” my mom asked as Nikolai took his first sip of the soup.“It’s good,” he replied.“It’s nice having a beautiful woman cook you a hot meal, right?”My cheeks heated. Goodness, why was my mom making this dinner so awkward?“Mm,” Nikolai responded noncommittally.“Terri can cook all sorts of wonderful dishes. What would you like to try next?”Nikolai let out a breath, and then responded, “I am happy with Tasha’s cooking and I am also happy to eat American food. Terri does not need to go out of her way for me.”“But Terri is more than happy to go out of her way for you.” Could my mom make it any more obvious what she was doing? My body was on fire with embarrassment. I was ready to tear my mock neck off with how uncomfortably hot my neck and chest burned.“There is no need, Luna,” Nikolai replied politely. He finally set his spoon down, his expression unreadable. But for a moment, I swore I saw something flicker behind those silver eyes—annoyance?

JULIA*29 years ago*As the month wore on, he became desperate to fuck me. I threw him breadcrumbs. One day, I let him touch my breasts while fully clothed. Then, a few days later, I unbuttoned my blouse and let him touch them bare. Each new boundary he crossed made him bolder, more frantic, more obsessed.One evening, I wore a skirt and let him slip his fingers past the elastic of my panties. His breath hitched as he pressed against my entrance, teasing, testing.“Just don’t put them inside,” I murmured. “I’m saving myself for my mate.”“You’re so fucking wet though,” he groaned, tracing the slickness with the tip of his finger. “I can make you feel so good.”I tilted my head, letting my lashes flutter. “Do they have to go inside?”His nostrils flared. “Have you ever had an orgasm?”“What’s that?” I asked with eyes wide, playing the role of the innocent, untouched girl he so badly wanted to corrupt.“Oh, fuck,” he choked out. “You’re driving me crazy, Julia.”“Why?” I tilted my head,