LOGINHey everyone - Welcome to book 5! Hope that you're ready to get down in dirty with all the fae courts just before Lucifer makes his big reentrance onto the scene. Starting today, the schedule for updates will be - Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday - 2 chapters each. Enjoy!
I slowly open my eyes, squinting in the bright light. I move my hands up to block the light, but one of them stops half way to my face. I look down and see that I am chained to the bed that I’m laying on. I look around the room, trying to get my bearings. I’m in some kind of…treehouse? It’s a big space with huge openings to the outdoors. I would say that they’re windows, but there’s no glass. Still, there’s nothing coming in or out and it’s warm inside the room. No one else is in there with me. I pull at the chain, seeing if I can get out of them. I’m nervous that there will be some kind of magick reinforcement, but the chain breaks off immediately. What was the point of even doing that? Just then, a shrill alarm starts going off. Ah. That would be why they had me chained. The door opens within seconds and I see Maisie standing there. My heartbeat picks up immediately – both from h
It takes several minutes for me to feel like I’m back inside of my body, Sebastián’s weight is still warm and solid against me. I’ve never felt this connected to someone. Not just physically – though holy shit that was insane. But through the bond I can feel him. All of his emotions, fragments of his thoughts, all of it has been knit seamlessly. I know that this is a function of the werewolf mating bond, this instant connection. But I’ve never even had a friend. I’ve never been able to share myself with someone. It’s a bit overwhelming – but it’s also amazing. “Holy shit,” he breathes out, his breath tickling against my skin. “I’ve never felt anything like that,” I pant. My hand goes to his face and I find his eyes with mine. “My mate,” I marvel as I whisper to him. He smiles, leaning in to kiss my nose, my eyes, my lips. “Forever, muñequita. You’ll never be alone again.” I can feel the truth of his wor
Watching Bridget come apart on my fingers, her red hair flowing down her back and her green eyes watching me, is the most erotic thing that I’ve ever seen. I wasn’t lying when I said that touching and kissing her was helping. I doubt it was doing too much healing, but it was like getting pain meds. This fae sex healing is interesting. I had no idea that’s what they did with fated mates. Honestly, I hadn’t thought that with the blinding pain and difficulty seeing would stop me from getting it up. But the second that she looked at me with heat in her eyes, the second that she kissed me – yeah, I didn’t have any problems. My little doll is the most effortlessly sensual female that I’ve ever seen and watching her let go on top of me makes my wolf go insane. He wants me to flip her over and take her from behind, just like he would if she was in wolf form. But for her first time, I need to make sure that she’s taken care of.
When Eris mentions us using sex as a treatment for Sebastián, my entire body seems to heat up. The second that we made eye contact, the second that I knew he was my mate, the second we kissed, I’ve wanted him. I want him to be mine. It’s all I’ve ever really wanted. But it’s hard to be like – “Hey, we’re meant to be together forever. Let’s fuck.” Or, I thought it would be. Because the second that I kiss him, I need more. I know that he’s in pain, but it doesn’t stop him from kissing me. His mouth brushes mine, sparks flowing over my skin. “Mmmmm,” he growls as he cups the back of my head and pulls me in closer. “You feel so damn good.” Then his tongue sweeps across my bottom lip and I nearly melt into him. My hands go to his chest and I feel the muscles beneath the sheet covering him. I’ve always wanted to have a mate. Hell, I’ve had dreams where I’ve met my mate. But to actually ha
I wake up slowly – the feeling of the soft bed below me, the scent of incense, and then my sense of sound. My eyes blink, but I keep them closed when even the low light sends searing pain through my head. “You have five seconds, that’s it!” Bridget’s voice is as stern as I’ve ever heard it. “No deal. I need at least two swallows to make this worth it,” another voice says. “One! One swallow is more than enough. Unless you’re prepared to give more than just your silence.” There’s an edge to Bridget’s voice that makes me force my eyes open to make sure that she’s ok. But when I look, she’s standing her ground against another female fae. The other fae stares at her for a few seconds before nodding her head. “The bargain is struck.” Bridget nods as well, before using a ring she is wearing to cut into her arm. Blood immediately wells and she holds her arm out to the other fae. “Drink.” “Bridget, no!
It’s been several days since Lilith arrived at the gates of the palace. She’s been in a near coma the whole time – sleeping for 10 hours or more at a time, waking to eat a meal, and then falling back to sleep. Each time that she wakes, Hippocrates, dubbed the father of medicine, is brought to her. He assesses her and gives her potions. I try to question her while she’s awake, but she only says a few words here and there. We have to help her eat. Bathe her. Watch over her. Because if there’s one thing that I know about Lilith – where she is, Lucifer soon follows. After her last waking period, I pull Hippocrates aside. “What is making her so weak?” He sighs. “Based on the few things I can gather, Lucifer has been using her. Siphoning her magick and lifeforce so that he could grow stronger. She was able to get free, but the journey from wherever she was to the palace gates took a lot from her. This is her body trying to







