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
Ancient clans would imbue certain objects with curses. Items of great value or those meant only for those within the clans. These curses responded only to the blood lines that created the curses.As the time of clans fell, so did those with the power range to create curses. Curse require a lot of po
Nan’s POVHe stares at me kindly.It destroys the last vestiges of my anger. A serenity has overtaken me. I smile sheepishly.His eyes visibly soften. It’s a bit difficult at that precise moment to understand how I held onto my anger for so long. Perhaps I would not have reacted so outlandishly had
Lionel’s POVNan has not spoken to me since our last encounter.It is painful. She will not respond to me directly. She will not even look at me.I know…because I barely take my eyes off of her. I take in every sight of her like a man starved of substance. My wolf will not tolerate otherwise.If we
“My mother gave me that necklace for my 13(th) birthday. It was a long-held family heirloom. Centuries old.” I comment absently.Lionel smiles weakly at me. Not knowing the full truth but obviously sensing the direction my story is going. “That sounds special.”I dig my fingers into my legs. “It was







