ALPHA ZADE Feyre wiggles beneath me, I would have enjoyed this thoroughly if my wolf hadn’t blocked me out. I knew letting him get close to her was going to be a big fucking mistake, I wanted to put her in her place and see where that took us but he would take it too far. As always. Wolves didn't
She growls again, it is so angry that it sounds like a battle cry. I only saw a flurry of movement in front of my eyes and instincts took over. I stretch my hand out and grip her by the throat again, it is much harder to get my hand to go around her neck but I still have a firm enough grip, which
FEYRE In the twenty-two years I have lived, I’ve never been humiliated, disgraced and belittled by another person the way Alpha Zade just did. He just started a fucking war. The first thing I do when I get to my room is head to the shower. I hadn’t bothered to wear anything after I shifted back t
“It doesn’t matter, I sincerely apologize for the lack of hospitality, I’ll make sure it doesn’t repeat itself,” I wave my hand and thank him. “I hope your second night here was comfortable,” His words make me think of his son’s hands around my throat, pinning me to the door with his leg between
FEYRE A woman with long blonde hair and bright green eyes is standing outside my door. She is dressed in a light blue gown that compliments her, with full make up. She couldn't be over eighteen. “Hi!” she greets, giving me a cheerful smile. She seems so energetic. “Hey,” my cheeks almost ache fr
Okay, I don’t know if half of the things she is saying and does this apply to her pack or just life in general? Have I been living under a rock all my life? I follow with my eyes like she is some type of alien with the way she rushes down the stairs in six-inch heels. What the hell? We thankfully
ALPHA ZADE “You are going to attend,” I don’t look up to face my father. He is standing by my office door, a serious expression on his face. “No, I don’t think so.” I reply with a small scoff. He knows I don’t attend the bonfire, the last time I attended was before my mum died, that was more tha
I force myself to push that memory away. It is one of the times she was well enough to stay and chat with me, the few times since I was a kid that she smiled without tears in her eyes. I miss those days. I miss her even more. I swallow the lump forming in my throat and blink a few times. She alway