"Sweetheart? You’re silent," Rhye murmured.Lily smirked and opened her eyes a little, then let out, "And no one’s entitled to be the strong silent kind except you?" she urged, keeping her eyes closed. One glimpse at the impossibly gorgeous face and she would be flat on her back, begging for mercy. Or pleading with him to bring her to the peak of beautiful orgasms.A woman had to have some arrogance, didn’t she?He cackled softly. "You’re clearly tough enough, but you haven’t struck me as being especially silent.""Oh really? Why is that?" Her breath caught as his hand traced the curve of her hip. "From now on, I plan to say what I like to say when I like to say it, and as often as I expect to say it.""So I’ve noticed." He sighed and winked at her.Powerless to ignore, she opened her eyes to meet his coolly amused regard."If you don’t like it, you can always…"Lily didn’t even try to evade the starkly possessive kiss that stole her words."I didn’t say I didn’t like it," he whispere
Lily gagged as she turned toward Alpha Stefan. The man seriously loves an extravagant entrance and his expensive lifestyle. "Oh, you’ve got to be freaking kidding me. I thought Mila was full of herself. Now I know where she took it." A smile curved the alpha’s lips. Confident bastard. "I heard about a demon, a wolf, and a witch together, and both have lived among the hunting grounds north of here. It’s possible that my daughter was working with them." "Are you not even mad at us for killing your daughter?" Lily asked. "Oh, come on, little witch, she isn't my real daughter. She was... shall we call it, a mistake in my youth? But we aren't blood-related, and no, you can't blame me for choosing to work with Alpha Rhye rather than seeking vengeance that would eventually lead to war between the Moonlight and the Sunlight pack." Smart ass, Lily thought. Alpha Stefan snapped his fingers. "Uno, go back down to the Hummer and get the weapons they need." "Yes, sire." Jumping to his feet,
"Which powers?" Stefan demanded. Lily shrugged. "Their strength, their ability to control the four elements, their lack of ageing." Stefan raised a brow as Lily continued, "Nonsense, of course. A witch might take on greater strength and prolong existence, but in the end, they’re merely a human infected by demon bite and their magic. They are not resurrected to become a full demon as werewolves are." Rhye looked at her intently, debating whether to be amused or worried about her excessive knowledge of witches. So the witches got a glimpse of immortal glory, only to fall short. Kind of like her. A mutant with no real place in the demon world or the witch's world? Was he supposed to stay human and ignorant of the supernatural immortals? Lily looked at the smug face of Stefan. Who wouldn’t want revenge? Especially if it meant dethroning the smug, overbearing, alpha of the Sunlight Pack? Of course, and why would the jerk imply that the demon and Jasmine’s group of ferals were somehow
Alpha Stefan groaned. "And the only thing I’m interested in is the fact that Jasmine claims they have your pet, the little elf, and Jason." Rhye’s frustration became a tangible blast of frozen air. "It’s a trap." Lily rolled her eyes at his flat accusation. "Come on, that alone is obvious. They wanted my blood, right?" Rhye nodded. "But why not take it when I was with them and before I lost my memory?" "No one can answer that, Livia. Maybe Elfy could help us. After all, he was your pet and wherever you go, he goes. We need to rescue him before Stefan here gets a hold of your pet." Rhye said, knowing that, somewhat, Livia’s memory was creeping. That's why she could remember something from time to time. From the corner, Stefan suppressed a laugh. Lily mentally rolled her eyes and pursed her lips. "Rhye, I think when it comes to my pet, you tend to act first and think of the consequences later." Stefan’s soft laugh replaced Rhye’s chill with a brush of warm velvet. "I see Livia kno
Stephen ignored Alpha Rhye and puffed out his chest. "I am a demon. Powerful. What could a witch do that I couldn't? " "You do not have the height, my friend," Rhye muttered. "I hate you!" "I hate you too." "I hate you more!" the little demon taunted. "Without the witch's enchantment, you are just a billionaire alpha." "You're getting on my nerves, Stephen." Alpha Rhye glared and took the little demon’s neck. "Enough, all of you," Lily grumbled like a mother hen. "Put him down." She breathed in her irritation. "For now, we need to track those who bomb your SUV. Can Stephen here weave an enchantment to hide our own presence?" "Ward this shelter from intrusion?" Rhye smoothly pointed out. Alpha Stefan muttered, "I will find them and if you want an enchantment, let me know." The tiny demon lifted his hands. "No. I'm not going to do that." Rhye and Stefan roared at the same time. Stephen shivered, "Fine." With a twitch of his rump, Stephen was marching down the steep cliff. "Y
I thought you were going to trust me... Lily fastened the stuffed bags to her chest, her jaw clenching at Rhye’s delicate words. She wanted to laugh at his phrases. She’d spent years being haunted, accused, and offended by everyone she'd ever known. She had been a renegade from her own coven, a traitor, as Gabriella called her. And now, a lethal werewolf alpha she’d met only days ago wanted her to blithely put her life in his hands? Yeah, right. So... why wasn’t she laughing?Wait, what the hell was that? Surely it wasn't her memories or ideals, Lily thought. She was human, she was not...a witch, hell, Livia and her own memories were juggling from time to time, and it confused the hell out of her. What sort of magic did the woman use on her anyway? Why did it feel like it was hers like it was her memory like she and Livia were one? Was she getting crazy?Hopefully not.Maybe because her every impulse told her that Rhye would do everything in his power to keep her safe. Whether out of
Jasmine turned back toward the cliff. She’d ordered two of her demons to keep watch on the cave from the woods behind the entrance, but she needed to find a closer position to set her trap."I’m going to wait for the sun to rise."Without warning, Francisco was standing at her side, his head bent to whisper directly in her ear. "A small warning, Jasmine," he roared softly."The early bird doesn’t get the worm... she gets eaten by the big bad wolf."A wand of anxiousness lengthened her stomach before she pushed him away with a harsh burst of rage. "Just go, Francisco. And try not to screw this up. "Ignoring the threat glow in her eyes, Francisco swaggered across the canopy and, with one motion, leapt over the low wall. She heard the faint rasp of his landing in the alley behind the building, followed by the fading sound of footsteps. Waging war against the instinct to shift, Jasmine clenched her teeth and dug her nails into the palms of her hands. It was a meaningless endeavour, of c
Lily shivered. The thought of a powerful, predatory werewolf becoming unhinged wasn’t a pleasant one. Actually, it was downright dreadful. "Should I ask?"His attitude was grim. "No."Good enough for her. "So this Trevor chases them down and kills them?" she instead demanded."It’s his duty.""Lovely." With a frown, her attention shifted toward the nearby facility. At a distance, it looked as if it had once been a beautiful structure. Three stories, with a large patio on the ground level and a hallway with an ornamental fence running along the second floor, it spouted the kind of high-arched windows famous before air-conditioning and six fluted pillars that added an air of graceful importance. The twilight, however, couldn’t hide the proof that the red bricks were crumbling into slow oblivion and the windows were missing most of their leaves of glass."Why does he live out here in the middle of nowhere? Does he give the other... the hunting thingy thingy? I mean-"Alpha Rhye breathed