Novels by Brey Mitchylle

Catherine’s POV“You bite,” he murmured, his voice low, amused, his thumb pressing once more against my lip as if he liked the reminder. “I like it.”I hated that my pulse jumped.Before I could start arguing, he leaned back without wiping off that infuriating smirk on his lips, leaving me speechless. How could someone be this shameless? “You should drive,” he added. “You’re drawing attention. I don’t mind an audience, but I doubt that’s what you need right now.”It was as if a bucket of cold water was poured inside my soul. Still, I started driving without looking at him, my focus shifting to the road as if distance alone could dull what he had just done.The city blurred past the windshield, streetlights streaking across the glass as I forced my thoughts elsewhere, anywhere that was not the heat lingering on my lips or the way his voice still echoed in my head.“So,” Ethan said after a while, his tone infuriatingly relaxed. “Where are we going?”I said nothing. I only rolled my eyes

Catherine’s POV“I have to get out of here.”The words kept repeating in my head as I hurried toward the car.By the time I slid into the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut, my chest felt too tight, like my ribs were closing in on my heart. I pressed my palm against it and leaned forward, forcing myself to breathe slowly, deeply, as if that alone could calm the storm raging inside me.This was not who I was. I had never been the kind of woman who ruined people, who schemed behind closed doors, who reached for knives instead of reason. I had built my life on patience and compromise, on believing that if I endured long enough, things would right themselves.But today, endurance felt like another word for surrender.I started the engine, my fingers tightening around the steering wheel as I prepared to drive away, away from the building. Away from the meeting that was never meant to include me, away from the realization that everything I believed about my place in this pack had been

Catherine’s POV“Mina…” I forced a smile at the woman I had once thought was my friend. “Do you need something?”Her blond hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, the ends curled just enough to frame her heart-shaped face.She wore that same gentle smile she always did, the one that made people think she could never hurt anyone, that she was too kind, too soft, too fragile to be anything but pure.Who would have thought that behind that sweetness was a snake? A woman who had been sliding a knife into my back while holding my hand with the other.Whatever Mina and Simon had been doing behind my back, it was clearly not new. The anger settled in my chest, but my smile stayed exactly where it needed to be.“I just wanted to check something,” Mina said, her voice light and breathy, the kind that always sounded a little tired, a little weak. She glanced behind me toward the meeting room door, then back at me. “Did you already give everything to Brother Simon?”Just hearing her call h

Catherine’s POV“Where were you!?” Simon’s voice hit me before I even saw him.I turned to my left and found him standing near the end of the hallway, shoulders squared, eyes burning. He looked like he was one breath away from snapping my neck in front of everyone.“You’re late,” he hissed as he closed the distance in long, angry strides.His hand shot out and clamped around my arm, fingers digging into the soft flesh just above my elbow. He yanked me toward him hard enough that my heel scraped against the floor. Pain flared under his grip. “Where the hell were you!?”In the past, I would have kept my head down and let him drag me wherever he wanted, telling myself he was just stressed, just under pressure, just being the Alpha.Not this time.“You are hurting me,” I said, my voice louder than his, clear enough to bounce off the walls.Several heads turned. Almost immediately, some conversations paused. A few council members near the door glanced over, eyes flicking from my face to hi

Catherine’s POVI was crumpled against the car, my legs trembling and breath coming in shallow gasps. I had just exploded in his hands, a wave of ecstasy crashing over me that left me utterly breathless!The realization sent a wave of embarrassment and desire crashing through me. I didn’t want to turn around, didn’t want to face him. My body was still trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm, my pussy throbbing with a need that I couldn’t deny, no matter how much I wanted to.His breath was hot on my neck, his body still pressing against mine. “Turn around, Katarina,” he commanded, his voice a low growl. I hesitated, my cheeks flushing with shame and arousal. He gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he spun me around to face him.I kept my eyes downcast, unable to meet his gaze. He tilted my chin up, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were dark, filled with a hunger that made my stomach flutter. “You came so beautifully, Katarina,” he murmured, his thumb brushing a

Catherine’s POV- R18My mouth went dry. I swallowed again, the lump in my throat tight and painful. I didn't have to ask what kind of payment he was demanding. The memory of his lips, his hands, and the utter consumption of the night before made the answer sickeningly clear.“Can you just take me to council house and forget about this?” I whispered, the plea sounding weak and desperate even to my own ears. Almost immediately, I wanted to curse myself. Why do I sound as if… as if… He let out a short, sharp snort of disbelief. Then his hands were on my shoulders, spinning me around with an abrupt force that stole my breath.Before I could process the movement, he was pinning me against the cool metal of the luxury car parked directly in front of me, his hard body pressed close to my back. My purse fell forgotten to the concrete floor. His scent, wood smoke, leather, and something uniquely him, enveloped me entirely.“Let me go!” I gasped, it sounded like a ragged protest that was immed