MasukEmmaOne year later....I close my eyes into our kiss, feeling Devon inside me as he moves us into a rhythm. He’s so hard, his stiff cock hitting just the right spot like he always does, though there’s something a little different about our lovemaking this morning.And I can’t wait to tell him later.I try not to think about my plans for the day so I can enjoy this moment together. So, I relax, focusing on how amazing it feels to have my mate inside me, deepening our connection with every stroke.Once I focus on the joy of it, it takes just seconds to rise into orgasm, and Devon only gives it a few more strokes before he joins me over the edge.We come down from our ecstasy, and he pulls me on top of him for a few more kisses that taste like magic.“You’re distracted, my Luna,” he whispers between kisses. “What’s up?”I giggle into his next kiss, closing my eyes to enjoy it before answering. “Nothing’s up,” I tell him. “I just have a fun day planned for us.”“Every day that I lead our
EmmaI still can’t believe it’s over. We’re standing by the warehouse now, Devon’s strong arm wrapped protectively around me as if there is still danger.There isn’t. But I can understand his reluctance to just relax and enjoy this. He has been fighting these people for so long. Well, he’s been fighting the vampires, but that was all the doing of this damn Imperial Council, which is now completely defunct.The remnants of it are marched by us, a few of them flicking their gaze toward us as they pass before being forced into one of the many black vans that arrived while we were dealing with the people in the quarry.I can still feel the electric magic pulsating in me. I guess I need to look into my mage side a bit more, however that’s going to happen.The vampires who crowd around haven’t said a word. Not Kinsington and his group—no, they’re never at a loss for words, especially him. But the New York vampires are much more formal, reminding me more of those dark, mysterious vampires I’
Devon“Shit,” I say out loud. There’s no sense in staying quiet anymore since this man or... whatever he is… has pointed us out. “Get everyone down here,” I tell Kelly in the mind-link, and it is only seconds later that their hurried footsteps pad up behind us.“What the hell is that?” Kelly asks from behind me.“Some sort of magic,” is all I can answer. “I guess they’re not just humans.”“Oh, they’re humans all right,” Kinsington says. “They’ve just tapped into some dark magic.”“Whatever it is, we need to act fast because they’re closing in,” I tell everyone. The whole group of humans has split from their circle, and they’re all headed up the hill toward us.“We can’t let them out of the quarry,” Emma says. “They’re in a group down there. Up here, they’ll split up and surround us.”“Watch out!”I’m not even sure who yelled it, but my gaze flicks to the source of their concern: one of the humans is pulling out a box… with vials.“They have the serum,” Kinsington says frantically. “If
EmmaMy heart is racing.Most of the people are already out of the building, and the two people who just pulled up never even went inside. I don’t know how many are left in there exactly, but judging by the list Kinsington showed us, there’s probably less than a dozen.Blowing up the building won’t even do any good now. In fact, it’ll blow our cover.“Wait!” I tell him, trying to balance my panicked yell with a softer voice that won’t alert the people below.Devon whips his head around to look at Kinsington, who has his hand on the switch but hasn’t moved it yet. “She’s right,” he says hastily. “Blowing up the warehouse will just let them know we’re onto them. We need to go after them down where they’re going to meet for the ritual.”“We’ll be at a disadvantage,” Kelly chimes in. “Even if they’re just humans, we’re outnumbered.”“This will be our only chance to get them all at once,” Kinsington says. “Snowberg said that after this, they’ll scatter and only meet online. Taking them out
DevonI’m so hyped up that Emma is back, I want to have a party, to run through the woods in my wolf, howling at the moon with pure exhilaration. I was so worried that I’d lost her to her wolf mind. I was ready to deal with it, to spend the rest of our lives as wolves if we had to, just so I could be with her. But my father taught me the Alpha link, and it made all the difference. I wish I could tell my father how much he had helped us.But parties, celebrations, and thoughts about my father all have to wait. We have to stop everyone who has anything to do with the Imperial Council.First things first, though—I have to get Emma back to the hotel so she can clean up and rest. “We’d better wash up our faces before getting a cab,” I suggest. We’re in clean clothes, and much of the blood from our attack disappeared with our fur, but there’s enough left that our appearance might raise suspicion.“Okay,” she agrees. “There are some by the elevators on the main floor, if I remember right.”
EmmaIt’s in the far reaches of my memory—a woman with red hair, lost and confused in a world that doesn’t include me, far from the forest. She doesn’t know me, her wolf.A vision flashes before me.“Take her!” a male shifter yells. I do not understand the words, yet I’m in this man’s arms, small, an infant swaddled in cloth.The female is also a shifter. She is not my female parent. I can sense it. Yet she takes me with little hesitation.“Get her somewhere safe, anywhere!” the male hollers.We run, and the female holds me tight in her hands as the heat of fire erupts around us. We find the tree line, an escape toward freedom, yet she pauses a moment, turning back just in time to see the male facing the inferno, taking down an odd humanoid creature in front of him before he himself is enveloped by flames.And now, I hear my mate calling out in our shared voice, urging me to regain the form of the red-haired woman.And so, I do.My fur recedes, my limbs reshaping and growing to the wo
Emma“Mom, you’re going to be super busy,” I insist.She shakes her head. “You’re young, Emma. You need to go have fun with the other young people,” she says.“I will,” I tell her. “Plenty of those young people hang out here, even during the festival.” Mom is being stubborn. I really don’t want he
DevonI push away from my desk and rub my eyes. I’m distracted again and can’t seem to focus on my research.And I know why.Tasha is back, which means that the redhead, Emma, is back from the camping trip, too. I’d seen her on my latest run, and she seemed to notice me in the woods as she drove by
Emma“Mom, I—” I start to talk, but Mom cuts me off. “You’re home, and you’re safe,” she says. “Are you hurt? Did they hurt you?”I shake my head. “No, I’m fine, I think,” I say. “Let me get you something more to eat and drink,” Devon insists. He smiles and leaves me alone in the living room wit
EmmaI open my eyes to a blur, a throbbing headache pounding against my left eye. I blink a few times, trying to come to. So, I guessed I’m not dead… not yet anyway.It takes quite a few blinks before I can focus on my surroundings. I am alone, wherever this is. It’s dimly lit here, and for a minu







