I know it must have hurt Dex but I spent most of my first full day as his mate thinking about Roxie. I should have been basking in the glow of his adoration, how sweetly he treated me. Yet only I knew what kind of twisted world she was heading into. Roxie is the same as me, she’s only known Fyrestone life, the fairly gentle leadership and sane Alpha that leads it. She’s got such a sassy mouth and so much attitude, I’m terrified she’s going to end up being Humbled. That is my greatest fear. It means I babble my way through my first formal meeting with Alpha Fyrestone. In his huge white office, the cool breeze seeping through the shutters, wafting piles of paper together with Dex I try to explain everything. The men are thinking of war straight away. They don’t realise that as long as Roxie is the summoner we can persuade her to stop. The danger is in Austin thinking he has to kill Roxie to take power for himself if we go charging in full pelt with a war and attacks. “You think we s
With Raya pushing me furiously I somehow found the strength to speak. “Please can you hold me, I don’t want you to look at me when I tell you,” and although his jaw clenched in worry he let me nuzzle into his chest. Inhaling that deep bonfire scent I told him everything. How he had the silver knife to my throat, how my fear had turned him on so much he wrapped my hand around his cock to jerk him off. Like a teenager with a wet dream it was still in his trousers, but still I felt disgusted with myself. In halting, forced sentences I described as much as I could. “He…finally lost it when his knife shot up too high and actually cut me. Then he licked up my chest where the blood trickled and…Dex I’m so sorry.” His huge arms were already around my body. This was the kind of comforting softness he’d given me so tenderly when he plucked me out of the rain. I hadn’t wanted to be that girl again. I didn’t cry as I told him but everything came in gulps and stumbles. Having to admit just how s
I spent a few hours with Rose, leaving her red velvet room feeling like we were on the way to forming some kind of relationship. She had made some poor choices but I knew how consuming those dreams could be. Rhett had no idea, so I made it my mission to tell him. Part of me also wanted to find Dex, knowing his plan was to plan some sort of espionage campaign with him. Except I found Rhett alone. He stood alone watching the fighter training from above. Tutting and folding his arms he was clearly unimpressed with his options. “Hey,” he said before I even got within a metre of him. I stood beside him and watched the training. Grappling, rolling and wrestling. Rhett tutted, “does Coah Grantley really think you’re going to have an opportunity to use wrestling grips against an enemy? We’re wolves for fucks sake. Where’s the shifter training!” “I think we only did it three or four times,” I said sheepishly, “I wouldn’t say it had a heavy focus.” “I’ll be changing that straight away,” he
Etherly can get stuffed, I’m staying in bed. All the suggesting and hinting in the world isn’t making me leave this silken pit. I’m in agony. Coupled with what feels like the worst period pain I’ve ever had, I’m also getting beaten up by the Fyrestone packs rejection. It didn’t happen until late last night. I’d spent the whole day expecting it to hit. When it did come, in the middle of the night, waking me up as I bent double under the silken sheets it felt like an insult. As if Alpha Fyrestone had woken up for a piss in the night and finally remembered to excommunicate me. Bastard. It meant I was in long silken silver pyjamas when the double doors to my suite flew open. Etherly had grassed me up the little bitch. Alpha Austin stormed into the room closely followed by Zaw. His mossy eyes glared at me, his grey henchman suit as perfectly bland as his personality. “What the fuck is this Roxie?” Austin snapped looking down at my sweating face. “Alpha I’m not messing around, the pac
“I can tell you're hoping it’s going to be foggy again,” Dex smirked at me as we bounced along in the car together. "Excuse me, I am here on important business," I replied huffily though when he trailed his finger along my hand a shiver of desire ran through me. "Fog would be amazing though," I said almost in a daze as he chuckled to himself. Rhett was driving, considerably less chirpy than normal seeing as we had to drag him away from Rose for this journey. I just smiled and looked out of the window, my fingers curling around his as we sat apart in the large grey car. We were heading back to Luna Madeline. In an effort to avoid war Dex had agreed to see if the mistress of Dark Arts had any advice for taking Roxie’s demon away without killing her. I know he is doing this trip purely for me, to satisfy my desperate wish to keep my best friend alive. Every day she is in Greenway I worry what horrors Austin will inflict on her. Dex and Alpha Fyrestone seem on tenterhooks, waiting
“Dex!” Her shrill, panicked voice ripped through my conversation with Madeline and Frank. I was out of my chair and fighting my way through the fucking mindless warren of little corridors and pantries to get to the outside. “Here!” the deep voice of Olaf cried. My fear was that she had been kidnapped. That somehow Austin had discovered her and sent his psychopathic Beta to take her. Instead I stumble outside onto the wooden decking to see Kate smiling. “What’s going on?” Standing behind Kate, his face largely obscured by the shadows was a man. Olaf lifted a lantern high and his face was revealed. Platinum blonde hair, a new scruffy beard and piercing blue eyes. Glenn. By this time Alpha Frank and Luna Madeline scuffled their way out onto the porch, obviously not in as great a hurry as me to find the cause of my mate’s cry. Rhett stood next to me as we both went forward together. “Glenn!” I cried, as he raised a hand as if warning us to keep our distance. “What’s going on?” I h
The thunder. Every time it rumbled over the packhouse it sent a wave of heat through my body. I could barely focus on Glenn. He is so angry, so bitter at how his mate has been treated. I know I would feel the same, to know someone had harmed even a hair on Dex’s head would mortify me. I don’t think the men quite realised how many scars she is covered in. Presumably if she has them all over the visible bits of her body, they’re going to be in the other areas too. The poor girl. Tomorrow we will do everything possible to help her. Climbing the dark wooden stairs with Dex another deep rumble sounds. The storm is getting closer. I cannot help grabbing his hand. There is electricity in his grasp and I feel my eyes flashing already. The instant he opens the door to our suite I jump at him. My lips on his before the door even shuts. His hands are unzipping the dark ruby red of my dress, unveiling my porcelain skin to him. Wordlessly, our actions perfectly synchronised in the darkness.
I am weighing up just packing up and moving here if every time the weather turns we have our minds blown like that. Waking under the chill, foggy dawn, the sun masked by clouds I realised I had Kate clutched to me. /Perfect/ Alba growled with pride and placed a gentle kiss on her bare shoulder. I had to agree. She was so clever in the meeting, so kind to Ariel then such a vixen with me on the balcony. Perfection indeed. /We need to deserve her. We must show her we are the Alpha, the mate she deserves/ Alba pushed. I’m feeling as though my wolf was teased too much by Kate’s last night, perhaps he is softening into a pussycat. My chuckling at Alba’s growls of protest internally woke her up and as her eyelids fluttered I caught that beautiful hazel hue and fell in love all over again. Her honey hair was scattered across the pillows, annoyingly masking her shapely breasts along with the white sheet clenched in her hand. Before I could even think about rolling her over and shocking he