LOGINKalix froze. In fact, I was pretty sure we all froze. “My wife is pregnant?” “Yes.” Natasha nodded. “With my baby?” “No, the mailman’s.” She snorted, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Who else would it be?” “I’m going to be a father?” A giggle bubbled past her lips. “That’s typically what happe
I recognized the look on Kalix’s face whenever his sister and Shayla were in the same room. The mixture of awe, terror, and bliss was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. We had everything we could’ve ever wanted and would do anything to keep it that away. “Where’s Natasha and Hakeem?” Shayla aske
Nox’s P.O.V. Six Years Later “You no good cheater!” I heard my mate belt from across the backyard. Her father’s boisterous laugh followed, drawing my eyes. The two of them stood in the stand pit off to the side of the pool and were currently hitting a volleyball back and forth. Jada and Brinley w
I threaded my arm through his and patted his hand. “Well, now you can focus on other things.” A gleam of nervousness filled his eyes. “So, is everything ready for tonight?” Shayla often mentioned how flustered she’d get by Kalix’s smooth charm, but she was the only one who failed to see how nervou
Mom beamed, tears blossoming in her eyes as she threw her arms around our shoulders. We clung to her side chuckling when Jada raced forward to blot her make-up with a microfiber cloth. “I’m sorry, I’m just so happy. I never thought I’d get to see this moment. Goddess, I’m so grateful. I’ve got both
Lilac’s P.O.V. Three Years Later “This itches.” I grunted, picking at the lace clinging to my rear. “Mark my words, I’m going to have a rash on my ass by the end of the night.” “No scratching!” Shayla smacked my hand away, a playful grin curling at her lips. Since disappearing on a little trip w
Nox’s P.O.V. “Nox, I’m going to need you and Jeremy to head on over to my office.” My father’s voice flooded the gym, emanating from my cellphone. I’d set it on the bench while I worked out and had quickly answered in between reps. Once I finished the set, I dropped the bar with its weights onto t
Lilac’s P.O.V. I brought Rosie back to Malik and spent a solid half-hour cackling over the tarantula’s commentary of the night. Apparently, Rosie had the time of her life and said that should I need anyone else bitten, I better not hesitate to call on her. Once I made it back to my apartment, I se
Lilac’s P.O.V. Trainer Derek was my third opponent, a hulking mass of a man that specialized in hand-to-hand combat. If that wasn’t bad enough, he was also what we Werewolves call an emotional vampire. Emotional Energy Manipulation was the scientific term. In short, trainer Derek fed off the emoti
Nox’s P.O.V. Lilac was bent over backwards, her spine contorted in a way that screamed agony. The pain was written across her face, sprinkled in her glossy eyes and in the way her mouth hung open. I leaned forwards, as though that would give me a better glimpse should she start shedding tears. She







