LOGINKAZIMIR "Didn't I ask you to stay away? You should be serving out you punishment far away from here." I told Dimitri. He shrugged."I'll serve it later. Besides, you forgave me remember?" He said with a sly grin and I rolled my eyes. "We'll talk about reports later. I'm stressed out." Nikolai straightened, also grinning. "What do you have to be stressed about? You're the Alpha. You have everything."I didn't answer. I couldn't explain that everything was precisely the problem. That every decision I made felt like a trap. That the woman I should hate was living in my house, sleeping under my roof, and I couldn't stop thinking about the way her body felt pressed against mine.So I hit the bag instead.Dimitri sighed. "Fine. We'll discuss the reports later." He moved to the weights, starting his own workout. Nikolai joined him, the two of them falling into easy conversation about pack logistics, about the upcoming allied meeting, about whether Lev would come down to join us. Normal
ARIEL The bug sat on my nightstand like a loaded gun.I'd been staring at it for an hour. Maybe two. Time had stopped meaning much since the kiss, since his mouth on mine, his hands on my waist, his voice saying I can't stop like it was a confession and a curse all at once.I should have planted it. I'd had two chances. Two chances to save my daughter, and I'd failed both times because of him.Because when he kissed me, I forgot how to breathe.Because when he looked at me with those dark, hungry eyes, I forgot why I was supposed to hate him.Stupid, I thought. So stupid.I picked up the bug. Turned it over in my fingers. It was small, smaller than a button, matte black, designed to disappear. Viktor had chosen it carefully. He'd chosen everything carefully. The meeting spot. The deadline. The way he'd looked at me when he said three days.Three days.Today was day two.I set the bug down and looked around the room. Evie was asleep in the bed, her small body curled around her stuffed
KAZIMIR Attached were three photographs. Three women. Beautiful, poised, each one accompanied by a detailed list of her bloodline, her skills, her suitability as a Luna. I recognized the names. Old families. Powerful families. Families that had been jockeying for position since my father's time. They were trying to cage me. And they were using Ariel to do it. "What is it?" Nikolai asked. I handed him the letter. He read it, his face darkening. "They're insane," he said. "They can't force you to marry." "They're the council. They can try." Dimitri took the letter next. His jaw tightened as he read. "Three women," he said. "All from families that opposed Father during his succession as Alpha. Is this a joke?” "Of course. They want leverage. A wife they can control, who will give them access to me.” "And if you refuse?" "Then they send their own pick. Maybe the worst of them.” Nikolai ran a hand through his hair. "This is insane. You're the Alpha. You don't
KAZIMIR I didn't sleep.The study was dark now, the fire burned down to embers, the whiskey decanter half empty. I sat in the chair behind my desk, the same desk where she'd been pressed against the wood, her back arching, her mouth on mine, and tried to remember why I hated her.Blondeau, I told myself. Traitor's daughter. Enemy.But my lips still tingled where she'd bitten them. My hands still remembered the curve of her waist. My wolf was still pacing beneath my skin, restless and hungry, demanding more.I pressed my palms against my eyes and groaned."Get it together," I muttered. "She's only playing you."Because that was the only explanation that made sense. Ariel didn't kiss me because she wanted me. She kissed me because she was hiding something, because she'd been caught in my study, because she needed a distraction, because I was a means to an end.I was being used.And the worst part? I didn't care.I wanted her to use me again. -—————————————-Dimitri and Nikolai returne
ARIEL The second kiss was slower. Deeper. Less like a fight and more like a conversation. His hand slid from my waist to my hip, pulling me closer, and I let him. His body pressed against mine, and I felt everything, the hard planes of his chest, the strength in his thighs, the evidence that he wanted this as much as I did.I wanted to hate him. I wanted to remember every reason this was wrong. But my brain couldn’t think. His mouth was on my neck, and his teeth grazed my throat, and I already forgot how to think."Ariel." His voice was rough, broken. "We should stop.""Probably."Neither of us moved.His lips brushed my collarbone. My fingers tightened in his hair. The desk bit into my thighs, and the cold of the room was nothing compared to the heat of his body."Why did you come to my study?" he asked against my skin."I told you. Curiosity.""You're lying.""I know."He pulled back, just enough to look at me. His lips were swollen. His eyes were dark with lust. He looked like a
ARIEL The study was empty.I'd been watching the door for twenty minutes, hidden in the shadows of the hallway, counting the seconds between footsteps. Kazimir had gone to Lev's lab an hour ago. Dimitri and Nikolai had left the estate,, I'd seen their car disappear down the driveway. The maids were in the kitchen. The guards were at their posts.This was my chance.The door opened easily, no lock, no security code. Either Kazimir was careless, or he was arrogant enough to believe no one would dare enter his private space. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.The study was everything I expected. Dark wood. Heavy curtains. A fireplace that had gone cold. Bookshelves lined with leather-bound volumes that probably hadn't been opened in years. A desk the size of a coffin, papers stacked in neat piles, a laptop dark and waiting.And everywhere, the scent of him. Cedar and smoke and something darker. Something that made my wolf sit up and pay attention.I shook it off.Focus. Get