เข้าสู่ระบบElara sipped. It was thick and sweet and warm, and it eased the raw ache in her throat. She swallowed twice and let her head fall back against the towel."Better?" Meredith asked.She nodded."Good." Meredith set the cup down and studied her for a long moment. When she spoke again, her voice was gentler. "I want you to listen, child. There is a thing in old wolf lore that I have not seen in three hundred years, and I did not expect to see it now. When a Breeder carries, the Alphas who fathered her cubs can change. Their wolves wake in a way they never have before. They become protective, possessive, wilder than the man would ever allow." She glanced at the door. "I suspect that is what happened tonight."Elara reached out and caught her sleeve. Alaric, she mouthed."I know. He is not at fault." Meredith patted her hand. "But he will believe that he is. Be kind to him."Elara nodded."Now." Meredith straightened, tucking the crystal into her pocket. "I will leave you in your mate's cap
The room was very quiet after the door closed.Alaric knelt in the middle of the ruined bed for a long time. The fire had burned down to a low red glow. The silk sheets lay twisted and soaked, the pillows scattered, the headboard cracked along one edge where it had struck the wall. The air still smelled of sweat and smoke and her.He looked down at his hands.They were shaking.It was a small thing, a fine fast tremor in the fingers, and he stared at it as though it belonged to somebody else. He closed his fists. The shaking didn't stop. He pressed them flat against his thighs and breathed in slowly through his nose, and out through his teeth, the way he had taught himself to do on the worst nights of the old wars, when there had been no one to see.Pale gold eyes. Fingers like claws. A woman who could not scream.He got off the bed.He did what he knew how to do. He stripped the sheets and bundled them in a heap at the foot of the bed. He picked up the pillows. He found his trousers
The wolf didn't hear him.It drove into her harder. Faster. The headboard cracked against the wall. The bed shuddered on its frame. Elara's vision went white, and then black at the edges, and her whole body went limp and helpless in its grip."Alaric," Caspian said again, sharper, rising to his feet. "Stop."A low snarl rumbled from Alaric's chest."Listen to me." Caspian's voice had changed. It was cold and hard and carried an Alpha's authority, the voice that could silence a room. He stepped up to the side of the bed and fixed his silver gaze on those burning gold eyes. "Do you hear me? I know you're in there."Another snarl."You bastard. You know she's pregnant." Caspian leaned down until he was inches from Alaric's face. "She is carrying three cubs. Our cubs. Do you want to fuck them out of her womb?"The wolf froze.Just for a heartbeat. Just a flicker. The pale gold eyes narrowed, and a low, wounded, furious sound rumbled in his throat. His lips curled. For a moment, Elara felt
The orgasm slammed through her like a wall of water. Her pussy clamped down on Alaric's cock in violent, rhythmic pulses, and she heard him groan, a deep, ragged sound. Her head dropped. Her arms gave out. Her body convulsed and shuddered and wrung itself out around him.And Alaric didn't pull out.He didn't even slow.He held her hips and kept going, driving through her climax, fucking her through every shuddering wave. The overstimulation hit her like a fist. She sobbed. Her whole body was too sensitive, and still he plunged into her, deep and hard and merciless."Alaric!""Again.""I can't, I can't....""You will."A warm hand touched her face.She forced her eyes open. Her vision was hazy, blurred with tears and sweat, and through it she saw Caspian kneeling on the bed in front of her.He had put down his glass. He had shed his robe. He knelt close, bare-chested in the firelight, and his silver eyes were soft and dark and fixed on her face. His hand cradled her cheek, and his thum
"You've never been a gentleman in your life.""There's a first time for everything."He climbed onto the bed.He moved in front of her, on his knees, and then lowered himself slowly onto his back, sliding his body forward until his head and shoulders lay beneath her. He was stretched out on the mattress, looking up at her, and she saw his face come into view just below her own.His eyes were bright amber. His lips were curved. His hair was a wild dark tangle across the sheets.He reached up and cupped her cheek."Hi, tesoro," he whispered.She almost laughed. She almost sobbed. Her whole body was shaking, and she was holding herself up on trembling arms, and he looked up at her with that familiar, wicked, endlessly tender smile."Hi," she managed, breathless.He lifted his head and kissed her.It was soft. It was slow. It was nothing like the way he had taken her that morning. His lips brushed hers, and then her cheek, and then the corner of her eye, and then back to her mouth. His ha
The scream went on and on.It ripped out of Elara's chest and filled the vaulted room, ricocheting off the stone, rattling the glass in the balcony doors. She hadn't known she could make a sound like that. Alaric's cock had struck a place deep inside her that lit every nerve in her body at once, and her back arched, her toes curled, and her fingers clawed at the arm locked around her ribs."There," Kieran said, with immense satisfaction. "Told you."Alaric didn't answer. He was breathing hard against her shoulder, his whole body shuddering with the effort of holding the angle, and when she cried out again he did it again. Another hard, deep, perfect thrust, hips tilted just left, and her voice broke into pieces."Oh my god....Alaric....Alaric....""Careful," said a cool voice from the armchair.Alaric's head came up.Caspian sat by the hearth, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of dark wine cradled in his hand. The firelight carved shadows across his sharp cheekbones. His silver
Alaric:Alaric had faced down rival packs, survived assassination attempts, and watched his father die in his arms.But sitting across from this tiny human woman who was glaring at him like she wanted to set him on fire was somehow more unsettling than all of that combined.The cottage was small, t
The words hung in the air like a death sentence.Elara's lungs forgot how to work."What?" she managed."The mate bond," Kieran said from behind Alaric. He sounded almost... apologetic? "When you touched me....when the bond snapped into place....it bound you to all three of us. You're our mate, Ela
Kieran: Kieran had been running patrol for hours when her scent hit him like a fist to the chest.It stopped him mid-stride, his massive paws skidding in the dirt as his wolf threw its head back and howled inside his mind. The sound was primal, desperate, triumphant...a cry that echoed through eve
Elera:The town didn't exist on any map.Elara had checked three times....once on her phone before the signal died somewhere between the last gas station and the mountains, once on the printed directions her grandmother's lawyer had sent, and once more on the GPS that had given up entirely twenty m







