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Himera It takes me a moment to remember what happened when I open my eyes and find a circle of concerned faces staring down at me. "Are you okay?" Josephine asks gently as I run my fingers over the mark Derrick imprinted on me, feeling the bond pulsing beneath my skin. "I think so," I murmur, slowly sitting up. I want to ask if the deaths have stopped. If people are still dying because of me. But I don't. That would be cruel, considering none of this would have happened if I had never come here. Josephine offers me her hand, and I take it, allowing her to help me to my feet. Right now, I just need silence. Somewhere quiet where I can think. As she leads me through the crowd toward the elevator, people bow their heads as I pass, acknowledging my new place as Luna of the pack. Such a big responsibility. A title I stopped dreaming about after three years of being an unmated wolf. Life really has a twisted sense of humor. Noticing my desperate need for silence, Jo

Derrick When people in a pack start dying like pests in a pesticide control program, any Alpha would do whatever it takes to control the situation, even if it meant marking their enemy of seven years. That's why I've marked Himera Vale today, the woman I would never bind to myself if I had any other choice. I know she's my mate, and I've felt the urge to claim her since the very day she set foot in my pack, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Not her. Definitely not after what happened seven years ago. When I pull my teeth out of her flesh, she goes limp and falls to the floor. I don't even bother checking what's wrong with her before walking out of the pack house. I've completed the triad and sealed the bond. I only hope the moon goddess lifts the chaos off my pack. "Derrick," Cassandra calls behind me. Ignoring her, I climb into my truck and driving away. I pull up at the pack council and head straight to the boardroom. I know the elders are gathered there disc

Himera Five days have passed since the interview with the council of elders. Five days, and nothing has happened to me or Elliot. Nothing has happened to Derrick either, and the pack is as good and peaceful as I found it. I'm starting to think the council of elders threw empty threats at me just so I could get Derrick to mark me. That doesn't make sense, though, after what Josephine told me about the previous Alpha's and the Luna. Could the pack be that desperate for a Luna to the extent of lying? I push those thoughts to the back of my mind and roll out of bed as the siren sounds, signalling breakfast. Quickly freshening up, I head downstairs to the dining area. "I was just about to come and get you," Elliot says, standing to pull out my chair at the table. "Thank you," I say, sitting down. He smells fresh. He looks even fresher. The bell was sounded a few minutes ago, but the table isn't ready. The plates, fruits and juices are here, but not the main meal. "Bobby!

Himera The members of the council of elders walk into the small interview room one by one, making me shift slightly in my seat. I keep my eyes on the doorway, waiting for more people after the first four walk in, but nobody comes. I don't know whether I should offer a verbal greeting, bow, or kneel and roll over the floor to greet them. Their presence is intimidating. Elliot brought me here right after breakfast, and I've been waiting for ten minutes. Give or take. “Goo… Goodmorning,” I manage to say, glancing at the thick-faced man seated directly across from me before quickly dropping my eyes to the floor. “Goodmorning,” he replies, his face stiff and unreadable. Too stiff for my liking. Since nobody else returns my greeting, I go on to greet the man beside him, and the next, before bringing my gaze to the woman on his other side. They respond. My whole life, I thought females could never be members of the council of elders, but this board right here proves me wrong

Elliot It's an hour over lunch at the office, and as I look over some papers from the farmlands, my mind struggles to focus. Somehow, Himera has followed me here, even though I left her in my bed hours ago. I can't seem to stop thinking about her, especially about last night. We consummated the mark, and she's bound to me for life. Unless my brother refuses to mark her. Thinking about him reminds me of what he did–walking in on me and Himera and staying until he got a release from the sight. That was insane. He's never done that. But a full moon does something to shifters, so I blame it on that. Still, he could have walked out and gotten help from his girlfriend, Cassandra. He's been fucking her for five years, after all. And a part of me thinks she's the reason he's delaying to mark our mate. Despite claiming many times that he doesn't love her, she has an effect on him that I can't quite explain. Or maybe he just doesn't fancy the idea of sharing Himera with me, and Cassan

Himera As Elliot and I came last night, Derrick came into his palm before pushing his cock back into his pants. And before Elliot could pull out of me, he was gone. Too spent and sleepy to talk, I let Elliot guide me to his king-sized bed, where he pulled me into his arms and held me until I drifted off. Between then and now, we've had more rounds of dirty, passionate sex–three or four, if my memory serves me right. I sit up in his bed, frowning when I don't find him beside me. My eyes land on a note sitting on his nightstand, and I hesitantly reach for it. According to the messy handwriting, he’s gone to his office and will see me later. A knock sounds at the door, and I jump out of bed, quickly slipping my dress on before heading to answer it. “Hi,” I say to the chef who is standing there with a tray. “I was just heading out, and Elliot isn't here.” “He asked me to bring you breakfast here if I didn't find you in your room,” he explains. “Oh,” I murmur, surprised.