LOGINThird Person POVIt had been the easiest wedding Nan had ever planned.She knew that she might have been stressed under any other circumstances. Nan had survived much worse than planning her own wedding. So this did not phase her.Scarlett and her sister had been a huge help in that regard.Nan was
He pulled out all the way and then slammed back in. Again and again. It was fast and brutal.I loved every second of it. This is what I had been craving. Lionel at his wildest and utterly crazed for me.At one point he turned me onto all fours. This new ankle only brought him deeper. Making me clenc
Nan’s POVIt should have been awkward.We were on a deserted island. The heavy weight of history of this place resting over us like a dark cloud. Exposed to the elements.It should not have been as arousing as it was.There was something about this that excited me. We were out in the open. Anyone co
I felt sick to my stomach. Everything I had uncovered had hinted at some dark origins. I could not have imagined anything like this.I could imagine it in my mind’s eye. The betrayal from the people they had led. Blood and shackles their new fate.“Only one clan remembered its original purpose. Only
Nan’s POVThis was the moment I had been waiting for.Mr. Holder had allowed us to go home and rest for a while. Correctly guessing that Lionel and I needed time to rest after that ordeal. Neither of us wanted to be far from each other that night.Mr. Holder had requested for us to meet with him at
I let the bond wash over me. Lionel pushes his emotions through. His fear, his worry, his love.I send back my own terrible fear and pain. He takes it into himself. Almost cupping it like he would a wound.There are no true words in the bond. Not really. But if there were…‘Remember…fight…remember w
Nan’s POV“Hello….Who is this?”“Dena, it’s me. It’s Nan.”There is silence. Her breathing is the only sign that she has not hung up. I wait.But she stays silent. It is clearly up to me to start this conversation. So I do.“Listen, I’m sure I’m the last person you want to speak to. I know our last…
Then he inhales sharply. Nods at me and takes Vera’s hand. And with that Patti and I are left alone.An unnoticeable, soft breath escapes me. One I had not noticed I’d been holding in anticipation. I gather the dishes up and take them to the kitchen.I rinse the dirty plates and get the wash water r
Nan’s POVA cold war had broken out in the house.Weeks had passed since our kiss. We could barely stand to be in the same room as each other. I tried not to speak to him unless I had no choice.If he walked into a room I was in, I would try and find an excuse to exit. I knew he must have been doing
I do not know how much further this will go. I do not care. I am too lost in my pleasure.But then Lionel’s fangs scrape lightly against my throat. Not drawing blood, and gentle. Right above the spot that mates bite into to claim each other.At the same time, I feel something hard against my stomach







