LOGINXander's POVBy the time I arrive at Night Howlers, Iâm late. Like, fucking forty-five minutes late.Brant and his Luna, Victoria, are waiting at the top of the pack house steps. I pull the car to a stop out front and climb out, grimacing as the air shifts and I catch a whiff of myself.Fuck, this is embarrassing.âWhat happened to you?â Brant calls. âWe expected you nearly an hour ago.âHeâs smiling at me, so I know heâs not too irritated, but still, my mother would have my hide if she knew.âIâm sorry Iâm late, Luna Victoria. Please forgive me,â I apologise formally. I donât know Brantâs mate well, and this is not a good impression to make on my first visit since she became Luna.Brant scoffs as I approach. âNonsense. We were just worried about you.âI get about three paces away when I see his nose wrinkle. He smirks, while Victoriaâs hand comes up to cover her nose delicately.Fuck. Werewolf noses. There really is no dignity left for me today.âWhat did you do? Stop at a brothel on
Xander's POVI swing the Shadow Pack SUV out of the pack gates and onto the main road, heading towards Night howlers. I canât keep the grin off my face. Zahra looked breath taking just now when I said goodbye, and sheâs promised me some alone time this evening.My phone buzzes on the hands-free cradle, Zachâs name flashing on the screen.I answer. âHey, howâs everything going at home?ââYeah,â his voice comes out through the speakers. âGood, everythingâs going well. Alpha Digbyâs just sent through a suggestion for a ball to celebrate the inception of the integrated response unit. We think itâs a good idea, but I wanted to run it past you before we agreed to it.âYour mum thinks we should host it here, as the biggest pack, but Iâm not sure how Digby will feel about it. Something tells me he suggested it because they want to host, but Iâll have a chat with him, and see?ââYeah, that sounds like a good idea.â I grin to myself. Zahra all dressed up on my arm for the night, dancing with her
Tobias's POVLincoln rises to his feet, water sluicing down the front of his body. His own cock stands rigid against his belly, thick and veined, the head a deep rose colour that looks almost painful. I reach for him without thinking, wrapping my fingers around his shaft. The skin is hot and velvet-soft over the hardness beneath, and I feel him pulse against my palm.âTobias,â he says, and his voice has gone rough in a way that sends heat pooling low in my gut again.I stroke him once, twice, continuing to learn the weight and shape of him. Heâs thicker than me, and the thought of what comes next makes my breath catch. The way he looks at meâlike Iâm something precious and filthy all at onceâmakes me want everything.âI want you inside me,â I tell him, and the words come out steadier than I feel.His pupils blow wide, swallowing the silver of his irises. âTurn around.âI do, placing my palms flat against the cool tile. The water beats against my back, and I hear him squeeze more body
Tobias's POVWe lie tangled in a heap of limbs and sheets, all of us panting, and it feels like the earth has just tilted on its axis. What the fuck just happened? Goddess above.My heart feels like itâs going to beat right out of my chest.As I stare at the ceiling, Zahra sighs contentedly beside me, and her hand snakes up my arm from my hand, coming to rest on my elbow. A moment later, her breathing evens out into the slow, steady breaths of sleep. I glance over at her to confirm, and yes, her eyes are closed, her beautifully sex-mussed hair falling all over the mattress and across her forehead.I smile to myself. She looks so good, freshly fucked.I can hear Lincolnâs breathing has become slow and steady, and I think heâs asleep as well. His head is turned away from me, so I canât see his face.Fuck, I canât believe this turn of events. After all the guilt and worry, not only is Zahra okay with it, she encourages it. How did we ever get so lucky?I think through the words of the pro
Lincoln's POVI move closer. I run my hand over her shoulder, moving her hair to the side so I can kiss her mating mark. She shivers at the contact. I have the overwhelming urge to reach out and touch Tobias's chest, to play with his nipples, but I hesitate. Nerves get the better of me again.A warm hand settles firmly on my cock and slides up and down my shaft. The grip is firm and sure. I look down and realize it is Tobias's massive hand working me over. His palm is calloused and hot, and I almost cum on the spot. I cannot help the moan that escapes my lips.My hand finds his chest, and his nipple. I pinch it, rolling it between my fingers, and my head dips to Zahraâs breast, flicking and licking her nipple as Tobias works my cock. His hand matches the rhythm of Zahraâs grinding, and the combination of sensations threatens to undo me.Zahra grinds herself on Tobias more, and with his other hand he finds her clit. "That's it, baby," Tobias growls at her, his own breathing short. His
Lincoln's POVTobias slides down the bed and positions himself between her thighs. The sight of his head down there, his nose pressed between her folds while he inhales her jasmine and citrus scent, is almost as fantastic as I know she tastes. Fuck. Why did I not realize how incredible it would be with both of them?âWe should have done this ages ago,â Lex pants inside my mind. His own desire vibrates along the bond like a plucked string.I slide in closer, my mouth finding Zahraâs nipple as Tobias starts to eat her cunt. The sounds she makes as she writhes beneath our ministrations have my cock leaking continuously between my stomach and her hip. The warm slickness smears across my skin every time she shifts. Fuck me, this is hot."More, Tobias, I need more," Zahra moans. Her fingers twist into the sheets beside her hips.I see his hand slide up to work into her. Suddenly Zahra inhales sharply, her back bowing off the bed. I think she must be coming, but then Tobias lifts his mouth f
Zahra's POVWhen I wake the following morning, my eyes feel scratchy. We stayed up too late the night before. The beer has burned off without an issue thanks to my wolf metabolism, but Iâm tired.I pull on a pair of denim shorts and a pale blue linen T-shirt, then grab my old Converse and head down
Edwardo's POVâWe have eleven warriors who have been unable to complete stage one, and the captains feel they wonât this time round, if ever,â Blake says as we run through the early morning mist rising off the ground through the woods.I grunt in reply. The course results have been mixed this year.
Zahra's POVWhen I wake up in the morning, my body feels lighter. Lighter than itâs felt in⊠I donât know when. Not pain free. Not relaxed. Just unburdened, like something heavy stepped off my chest in the night.Zanthe is snoring on her back in my mind, completely unbothered by the state of my lif
Zahra's POVI wake with a jolt. My hands clamp onto the armrests and my breathing is fast. Edwards beside me raises an eyebrow as I scan my surroundings. I glance out of the window and realise weâre on the ground, bumping along as the engines roar.âNervous flyer?â Edwards asks, with a small smile.







