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
My mother planted a kiss on each our foreheads before shoving us inside. I looked to her, panic clawing at my chest, for some kind of explanation. She didn’t give me one, instead turning to Lilac to cup her face. “Keep him safe for me, Lilac.” She spoke. In the throes of my growing terror, I swo
Nox’s P.O.V. I crumbled the paper in my fist, imaging it as the throat of whoever the fuck broke into my house. They had gone too far with this one. Bringing my mother into it was the final nail in the coffin. She was murdered, torn limb from limb by a bunch of bloodthirsty rogues. It had taken m
Nox’s P.O.V.The ringing in my ears was so painful I almost wished I had passed out. It was a shrill sound, like a drill piercing a metal slab, the metal grinding against the stone until even my gums ached. One good thing was that it drowned out the question playing in my head on repeat.Why?Lilac
Lilac’s P.O.V. “A peace offering.” He said, holding it out. On top was the brisket Hakeem had made, along with mashed potatoes smothered in thick gravy, topped with a buttered roll whose fragrant steam wafted my way. I didn’t hesitate to narrow my eyes at him. He was working at an angle. Why else







