“Please,” Adira adds at the sight of Kendra’s conflict. Kendra, holding her gaze, nods her head. Her breathe hitches as the blonde goes for the zipper on her pants. She stares down at the blonde with a smoldering look as she gets her pants undone. Chest rising softly, and heart racing her chest, she stared down at her sister with heat pouring off her eyes, watching her every move intently like a cat. Adira pulls the black jeans around her sister’s waist down to her ankles to reveal a sexy Calvin Klein boxers underneath. She hooks her finger into the waist line and draws it down to join the jeans around the brunette’s ankles. Her mouth pulls with saliva at the sight of her sister’s glistening dark curls. A gasp escapes Kendra seeing her sister staring at her wet sex and watching her face darken with desire. Adira gulp before moving closer to have a taste. She snakes out her tongue to lick around the outer flesh, her touch feather light, barely touching the skin, but Kendra groans
If words could cut, Adira would be bleeding right now. She stood by the door like a drowned rat, her expression sad, tears in her eyes that she couldn’t even afford to shed. Inside her wolf hurled in pain at the treatment from their mate and Adira can’t do anything to console her animal. She expected this from her sister, but had not counted on how much it would hurt. “Hey, are you okay?” Adira blinks out of her thoughts to see one of the ranch hand standing before her. It was the guy she asked question earlier. His light brown eyes peered at her with worry. Adira must admit he is really eye catching. Tall, snewy muscles, slender frame, narrow hips and broad shoulders. Every woman’s dream if they are into that kind of thing, unfortunately Adira isn’t into it. The only one who gets her fire going is a certain brunette with the most beautiful blue eyes she has ever seen. Eyes that is still capable of setting her heart aflame even as she chills it with her coldness. “I am fine,” s
Adira arrives at Smallvalley, and gets out of the car to ask the townspeople the way to her sister. The investigator said her sister runs a horse ranch here. Adira arrives at the ranch and marvels at how big the place is. She never expected her sister to run a ranch, not that it surprises her. Kendra have always achieved anything she sets her mind to. Her arrival gets a few ranch hands looking curiously at her. Her stylish dressing screamed city girl, and her Porsche car screamed wealth. No one of her caliber has ever come calling. This is an uncharted territory for Adira. She quickly grows nervous at the sight of many unshirted good looking men. They all looked fit and sexy with their cowboys hat. Braving up, she approaches one of them. He was saddling his horse when she got to him. “Excuse me!” Adira softly calls out. The ranch hand stops what he is doing and turns in Adira’s direction. His eyes runs over her slender frame and when they came back up, he flashed her a charmi
“What!” Jake flies to his feet and begins to pace, a disturbed look on his face. Adira watch him calmly waiting for his to say something else other than his belief. Jake stops pacing and faces the blonde, his expression closed off. “We can’t,” he says with a note of finality in his voice. “Why?” Because she is your true mate! And you are in love with her. I am scared that I will loose you once she comes back. Jake doesn’t speak his thought out, instead, he says. “She has been banished. What would the Pack members think if we bring her back.” He tries to make his argument sound reasonable, but Adira narrows her eyes at him. “Is the Pack people that objects or is it you,” she says acidicly. Jake’s nose flares with irritation. “What is that supposed to mean?” “It means that you are allowing your personal feelings cloud your judgements.” Jake’s chuckles, the sound bitter and mocking. “I am allowing personal feelings cloud my judgement,” he points to his chest, while giving the blo
Adira, dressed in a black dress, stands beside Jake, who also dressed in a black suit, listening with tears running down her cheeks as the officiating minister conducts a mass burial for her Pack members, her parents included. The Rogue attack has left a debilitating blow to the Pack. Though saved by the arrival of the GreyMoon Pack, most of their Pack members, especially their warriors have died defending their people. Jake, puts his arms around Adira to console her, and the blonde leans into him. She is trying to be brave for the rest of the Pack Members looking to her and Jake for guidiance. With the Alpha gone, it falls to her and Jake to lead their Pack. The blonde is overwhelmed with pain and sorrow, and there is someone whom she craves her presence, but she has yet to hear from the people she sent to find her sister. The burial concludes and they all retire to the Pack house. While they pick on the service meals, a few of the remaining grown Pack members approaches Jake and
The piercing cry of the newborn draws Adira’s attention and she looks toward the doctor’s and nurses to find one of them holding a very tiny bundle, with skin as red as a ripe tomato, and its face scrunched up like that of an old man while he tried to bring down the building with his cries. “Why is he crying? Is he in pain?” Unaware she has spoken her thoughts loud, Adira blinks when a round of chuckle followed her words. “No darling, he is hungry,” a nurse answers, with an amused expression. Surprised that a child that just left the womb could already be hungry, Adira once again blurts out her thoughts. “Already!” The room laughs again. “How is she?” Meredith questions from her prone position, her voice slightly muffled from tiredness. Adira’s eyes skips to her, and she gives her an honest answer. “Alive?” She posed her answer like a question, as she didn’t know how to take in the baby. She looks nothing like her best friend or Jake. And what is with the bald hair. Meredith