LOGINBonnie Finley slid the last crumpled hundred across the dock to the dude in the hoodie. He pocketed it without blinking and jerked a thumb at the sub.“Get in. Don’t barf. They hate cleaning that shit up at depth.”She grinned, heart already racing. “Not my first rodeo, dude.”The Abyssal looked like a rich man’s toy—sleek, white, mean. Inside it smelled like cold steel, expensive perfume, and pure trouble. Red lights, low bass thumping through the hull, maybe twenty people already half-drunk and horny. Tech guys in open shirts, women in tiny dresses that cost more than her car. Bonnie felt the buzz the second she stepped in. This was exactly the kind of stupid she needed for the story.She grabbed a gin at the bar. The silver-haired bartender winked. “First time? You look like you’re hunting.”“Hunting’s the plan,” Bonnie shot back, sipping slow. “Any recommendations?”The bartender laughed. “See the guy by the bulkhead? Ink on his neck, looks like he eats trouble for breakfast? That
Noah POV “Cade, wake up! We leave in ten,” Silas’s voice cut through the tent. Noah’s heart jumped—today wasn’t just morning, it was the day everything changed.Cade’s arm was locked around his waist like a steel band, chest pressed to Noah’s back, morning wood digging into his ass like it had a personal vendetta.Noah tried to move.Cade’s arm tightened.“Not again,” Noah groaned, voice still rough from screaming half the night. “Cade, we fucked four times yesterday. My ass is on strike.”Cade nipped his shoulder, right over the fresh bite mark. “Five. I need five.”Noah laughed, couldn’t help it. “You animal.”“Missed you for weeks,” Cade muttered, grinding slow against him. “Gimme one more before we go fight your father-in-law.”Noah rolled over, kissed him soft. “You’re insane.”“And you love it.”They were still kissing, lazy and deep, when Silas’s voice boomed outside the tent.“Lovebirds! Sun’s up. We ride in twenty. Get your asses out here.”Cade flipped the tent flap the bir
Liv stood frozen in the hallway, ear pressed to the war-room door.Her father’s voice was ice.“We ride at dawn. Full strength. Cade’s gone rogue. The omega’s poisoned him. We take the boy, we take the Relic, we end this before Christmas. No survivors.”Liv’s stomach flipped.She backed away slow, heart hammering so loud she was scared they’d hear it.Cade and Nora had escaped two nights ago.She’d watched them climb out the window.She’d seen the blood trail in the snow.She’d heard the guards screaming.And she hadn’t said a damn word.Because Cade was her brother.And Noah was the closest thing to family Cade had ever had.So she did the only thing she could think of.She walked into the kitchen like nothing was wrong.Aunt Denise was elbow-deep in chili, sweat on her forehead.Aunt Carla was rolling pie crust and singing off-key Christmas carols.Aunt Marla was chopping onions and crying harder than usual.Grandma sat at the table peeling potatoes like she was skinning enemies.Li
Cade was on Noah like he’d been starving for years.He slammed him against the center pole, mouth crashing down, teeth clacking, tongues fighting. Hands everywhere, yanking shirts, ripping seams, nails dragging down skin hard enough to leave red lines.“I thought you were dead,” Cade growled against Noah’s lips, voice cracking. “I thought I lost you.”Noah kissed him harder, biting Cade’s lower lip until he tasted blood.“I’m here,” he gasped. “I’m right fucking here.”Cade’s hands dropped to Noah’s belt, tore it open, shoved his jeans down to his thighs. Noah’s cock sprang free, already leaking, flushed dark and curved up toward his stomach.Cade dropped to his knees without a word.He swallowed Noah to the root in one brutal slide.Noah’s head slammed back against the pole, a broken moan ripping out of him.Cade didn’t tease. He sucked like he was trying to pull Noah’s soul out through his dick, throat working, tongue flicking the slit, one hand cupping Noah’s balls and rolling the
Silas and Noah were halfway back to camp when Noah felt it—a sharp pull in his chest. A heartbeat that wasn’t his.Cade.He stopped so fast Silas almost crashed into him.“Wait—” Noah whispered, heart hammering. “Is that—Cade?”Silas inhaled, eyes flashing gold. “Someone’s close. Two someones.”Noah’s heart jumped into his throat.And then—a scent hit him. Warm. Familiar. Home.“Oh my god—” he started running.“Noah,” Silas snapped, grabbing his arm. “Stop.”“Let go, he’s right there—”Silas yanked him back against his chest, voice low and sharp in his ear. “Listen to me. Don’t run at him. Don’t give him hope that you’re leaving with him. The Whitlocks are unpredictable. Be smart.”Noah’s throat tightened.“But—he’s my—”“Control your emotions,” Silas said. “Or you’ll get him killed.”Noah swallowed hard, forcing himself to breathe.Then he saw them.Nora—covered in snow. Cade—sleeping, shaking, eyes wild.“Cade!” he shouted.“Noah?” he blinked like he was dreaming. “Noah!”Noahran s
“After we escaped your deadly father, the White Alpha and his hounds, I’m not dying out here because of your terrible tracking.”Nora collapsed against a tree, shaking. I'm the best….. Cade responded but was cut off“Cade, I swear to God, if you say you’re the ‘best tracker’ one more time, I’m pushing you into the snow.”Nora’s voice cracked through the freezing air.Cade stopped, breath shaking in front of him. “I didn’t say I’m the best tracker. I said I’m pretty good.”“You said ‘the best in our whole school,’” Nora shot back. “And we’ve been walking in circles for an hour.”Cade glared at the empty white field like it personally offended him. “Well… Alpha Silas covers his tracks. He probably does that wolf ninja thing—”“Mm-hm.” Nora raised a brow. “And you do the getting-us-lost thing.”Cade wanted to argue, but his leg throbbed again — the same leg that barely survived the lodge collapse. He tried to hide the limp. Didn’t work.Nora noticed.“You should stop,” she said softly.
Camila didn’t go to work the next day.She sat curled on their old couch, still in the tank top she’d thrown on when they got home, her panties pulled up over a cunt that wouldn’t stop aching.Every time she closed her eyes, she saw that red light.Saw herself bent over in front of strangers.And i
“Silas, talk to me. You’re bleeding on the floor.”Noah’s voice cut through the haze.Silas was on his knees, chain wrapped four times around his wrist, the iron ring bolted to the wall creaking with every shake of his body.His forehead was pressed to the cold wood, breath coming in ragged growls.
“Alpha, we’re home.”Silas didn’t answer right away.His arms were full of Noah (still unconscious, wrapped in Silas’s coat, head lolling against his bare chest).The kid weighed nothing, but the last six hours of carrying him through snow and ice had still burned Silas’s shoulders like fire.He st
“Nora, stop pacing like a damn fool,” Bluntie snapped in her head, the wolf’s voice rough and tired, like an old aunt who’d seen too much shit. “You’re wearing a hole in the rug. And you’re making me dizzy.”Nora’s boots scuffed the same five feet of hallway rug for the hundredth time “I’m not bla







