He's nothing like Alpha Nolan. Rafe's hands are gentle as they explore my body. His lips are soft and warm as they take mine. And when his tongue slips across my bottom lip, I happily welcome it inside. There's no force, no pain, no fear. Just heat and a feverish wanting burning within me. Need is too weak a word to describe how my body aches for him. He sighs, pressing his forehead against mine as we catch our breath. "You're so beautiful, Makayla." I don't know why, but I believe him. If only for tonight, I'll believe he thinks I'm beautiful. I'll pretend that he only wants me. His deep voice will only soften like this as he moans against the side of my neck. I'll accept that no one else in River Crest could make this beautiful being shiver with a brush of their thigh. Just this once. Just for tonight. Rafe's hands slip beneath my clothing, each exploring a different region. He's not pawing at me like a crazed animal but delicately feeling every inch of me. As if I'll break at t
It's like a flip switch inside of him. Rafael's gentle, tender manners shift. He's ravenous and rough. Primal. His hands grip my hips, pulling me forward against his open mouth. Wet heat envelops me, and I squirm as his tongue laps against my skin. When his tongue dips inside the first time, it's a shock. Gasping, I rock my hips forward against him and tense as he laps at my opening again. Breathless, I try to tug my hands free from him and fail. His grip tightens, and he flashes me a warning look as if his tongue isn't curling around the most sensitive part of my body. I tense again when he begins to suck as well, adding even more sensations. My heart's pounding. I'm going mad. It feels so good. And when he moans, the vibrations send my eyes rolling. Rafe stays nestled between my thighs, devouring me, thrusting his tongue in unspeakable ways, lapping and tasting until my body spasms, and I buck against his face. "I feel…" I don't know what I feel. Tingling. Throbbing. Everyth
“Mate.”No. This can’t be happening!Rafe’s face lights up with a brilliant smile, and a stone drops in my stomach. How could he be my mate? Why would the Moon Goddess do this to him? To me? Knowing that I can never be loved. “I’ve been looking for you forever.” His eyes flutter closed as he presses his forehead against mine. He nuzzles his nose against mine, contentedly sighing like a puppy. “I knew you had to be mine. The moment I caught your scent. I just knew.”“Rafe—”“I never thought that you would be so incredibly beautiful.” He flinches and pulls away, a strange sheepishness giving him a boyish look. “Oh! Not that I expected you to be hideous… And not that I only want you for your beauty! I swear!”“Rafe…”“I mean, I’m happy that you’re beautiful, and I know there is more to you than that. It’s just… you’re so beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous.” His lips graze my eyebrow as he tenderly kisses my temple. “I always heard that wolves find their mates the most attractive. But it’s n
“Reject you, Rafael Crane, as my fated mate.” Rafe silently drops to his knees, hand clenched over his heart. Pain darkens his eyes and furrows his brows, but he doesn’t make a sound. A single tear trails down his cheek, and that is all I allow myself to see. Turning on my heels, I race from the trailer and disappear into the trees. My chest’s burning and aching. I feel like I’m dying. Milla rages within me, thrashing wildly about in pain and fury. “Why?! Why did you do this? Why did you reject him? Our mate! Our perfect mate!” she snarls, wincing in agony. “It’s better this way.” I don’t believe my own words, but that doesn’t matter. “Liar! You liar! You know we are best with him. We are strong with him!” Milla whines, “He was our freedom.” “He’ll make us weak. We’ll grow to rely on him, and he’ll turn on us, just like everyone else does when they find out about Nemora.”“That’s not true!” Milla’s fury blinds me temporarily, and she struggles to the surface, trying to take co
Times like these make me grateful for my upbringing. If Deadrick Pride hadn’t treated me so poorly from the time I was born, I never would have developed my evasive skills. Avoiding the other guards, Wesley, my father, and Alpha Nolan honed my ability to stay out of sight. Strange to think the tactics I use to avoid attacks are now being used to avoid uncomfortable interactions with Rafael. I doubt he’s gone far from my trailer, so I don’t want to be anywhere near home. Milla grumbles within me, and I try to ignore her sourness. “We have to eat and rest sometime, Makayla.” “I’ll hunt this evening. We’ll live until then.” She grumbles again and goes silent. Fine by me. I spent the morning patrolling the fringes of River Crest’s territory, stretching my senses to their limits. Every rustle in the underbrush sets me on edge; my nerves are wrecked. Deliberately avoiding everyone from the pack, my father, Alpha Nolan, Alpha Thane, and Rafe… Why is this happening to me? Why did I have
“Pardon?” I have risen from my bow.“I don’t know what else it could be,” Alpha Thane huffs, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walks around me, literally circling me. “Every time I make an effort for us to have a candid conversation, you try your damnedest to run away and leave me behind.”I want to tell him it’s because he scares the living crap out of me, and I don’t trust him as far as I can throw him. He’s the Alpha of Io, and he has no reason to want anything to do with the middling daughter of a weaker pack’s beta.“That’s not… I don’t find you repulsive. Not at all, Alpha Thane.”“Thane, please. We can drop the formalities, Little Ghost.” He stops before me and stoops to where I am still half-bent in a bow. “I have no intention of hurting you, Makayla. I merely want to talk.”“Yes, but why?” The question slips out before I can stop it. Goddess, was it rude? Please tell me it wasn’t rude to say.“Like I said, you’re honest. Or, at least, more honest than any other mangy w
“I am upset. But I thought you like it when I’m honest.” I fold my arms across my chest.“That’s true.” Alpha Thane shakes off my teasing with a shrug. “I suppose I should be grateful for your being upset and candid about it. I take back my apology.”“Why bother apologizing in the first place?” I scoff. “What a waste of words.”“I promise I was being sincere when I apologized. But if being upset is what it takes for you to be completely open and honest with me, I’ll continuously make you furious before asking for forgiveness.”I can’t help but laugh. He’s ridiculous. What kind of Alpha is he really?Would my life have been so different if my mother sought refuge in Io and found her mate there? Is it possible that her crime wouldn’t have tainted my life if we were in that beautiful place, with him as the Alpha?“Why bother asking for forgiveness in the first place? You’re an alpha,” I grumble under my breath. “You can do whatever you like to whoever without any repercussions.”“So that
“He’s here!” Milla perks up just as his scent reaches my nose. She recognizes it even before I do. “Our mate! Tell him you want to leave with him. Tell him you accept the bond!” It takes all my strength to hold her back. She’s too close to close to the surface, threatening to take control and shift. Milla has always been willful, but her strength has almost doubled since finding Rafe. Digging my heels into the rocky river bank, I clench my fists as we battle for control. “Calm down, Milla!” “No. It hurts. It hurts so much. It’s unbearable,” she whimpers. I feel it, too. The pain from rejecting the connection. I imagine it’s much worse for him. They say the recipient of rejection always feels worse than the one who initiated it. I’m hurting him. “You’re hurting both of us,” Milla snips before going silent under my control. With her tamed, the pain lessens, and I can finally breathe again. At least, until he emerges from the trees, his dark hair disheveled and sweat glistening on