FAZER LOGINLincoln's POVThe pace increases. Zahra’s bobbing becomes frantic. Tobias’s tongue moves faster, his kisses more fervent. The sensory overload is total. The room is just dark shapes, hot skin, wet mouths, and those two scents—jasmine and coffee-leather—twining together, becoming one scent that feels like mine.My stomach muscles clench tight. My thighs tremble. A high, desperate whine builds in my throat. I’m right there. On the very edge.Tobias feels it. He lifts his head from my cock, his mouth now at my ear again. “Let it go,” he growls, the command vibrating through me. “Give it to her.”Zahra’s hand on my base squeezes tight, a final, perfect pressure. Her mouth sucks hard, her throat constricting around me.That’s it. The spring snaps.My back arches off the mattress. A raw, guttural shout tears from my lungs. The release isn’t a trickle; it’s a flood, a surge of white-hot pleasure erupting from my core. I feel it pump out of me, into Zahra’s waiting mouth. She takes it all, sw
Lincoln's POVWarm hands caress my chest, my neck, my abs, trailing lower, making my body thrum and my blood heat. I open my eyes with a groan of pleasure—they feel so good against my skin. I blink. The room is dark. There's a figure above me, on the bed. Hair fanning around her, like a goddess. She smiles down at me, her jasmine scent filling the room.“I need you,” Zahra breathes, as she leans forward and runs her tongue around my nipple, laving at it. Then she sucks it into her mouth. Fuck. That feels good. My cock responds, twitching against my stomach. Her mouth runs down my body, kissing every ridge of muscle, over my Adonis belt, down my happy trail, and to the base of my cock. Her tongue swirls around the base, then up my shaft. I suck in a deep breath. Fuck, that feels amazing. My eyes roll back.“Fuck, baby,” I moan, as her lips kiss gently against the tip of my cock. Her hand grasps my base firmly, and I watch as she opens her mouth and swallows me down. Her dark blue eyes
Lincoln's POVThe pain in my leg keeps making me black out, the movement of the RTV as it bumps down the mountain sending blinding agony through it.They’d all agreed to leave the trap in place until the medics could remove it back at the Task Force, in case it bleeds excessively or the bone is broken.To be honest, I’d have rather they just pulled the damn thing off and bandaged me up. I’m sure once the silver is removed from my body, Lex will return and heal me, but I was overruled.I don’t know how much longer we have to travel before we reach the cabin.“Take me back to the cabin first,” I order the Task Force warrior driving the RTV.“Orders were to take you to the hospital, Alpha,” he says, not even looking at me.“I know, but I want to go to the cabin. I need to make sure Thor is back there before I leave.”I see his eyes cloud over as he links someone, and I hope they reach the right conclusion.I close my eyes and grit my teeth against the pain. The wolves have fanned out int
Lincoln's POVI skid to a stop as we approach the fence line. There are fewer trees here, the warriors having cleared them to put up the fencing, so I stop just inside the tree line for a bit of shelter.Thor is standing and staring out of the fence, his hackles raised, his body puffed up, tail high and stiff. He is fucking growling like anything.Dread hits my stomach, and I fear the moment he turns and I see the redness back in his eyes. It’s been gone, fully gone, for days, but now emotion clogs my throat.'I don’t think that’s it.''What? He’s clearly having an episode. What do you mean?'I start thinking about the best way to approach. He’s not been violent towards me before, but maybe if he’s feeling trapped, perhaps I should back away and give him space.Thor snarls, breaking the constant rumbling, and jolts forward, legs and body stiff like he’s trying to intimidate something. I scan the fence again, but there’s nothing there until the wind shifts slightly, carrying a faint st
Lincoln's POVI wake, light blinding me as it streaks through the small gap at the bottom of the shutter. Fuck, I really need to fix that today.I’m hot, as has been the norm for the last few nights. Thor has once again slept on the bed. Or rather, on me. My knees ache beneath the pressure of his massive form, and his thick fur keeps me warmer than the brazier ever could.I sigh, reaching for my phone to check my emails while I wait for him to wake. I’ve learnt he doesn’t enjoy being woken.Lex stretches in my mind. 'Let me out today?' he whines. He’s desperate to go for a run, but we’ve decided it’s best not to. Thor was fine with Lex initially, back when there were bars between them, but the team isn’t confident he’ll be as relaxed here in this environment. Not with Lex being an ordained Alpha and Thor still the heir. They’re worried the tension might cause Thor to become aggressive.'You know you can’t, buddy. I’m sorry.''Pleeease,' he whines, huffing in my mind.I hate denying hi
Max's POVThe late afternoon light spills across the patio, catching on the glassware and the edges of plates, turning everything warm and golden in a way that should feel comforting, but the tightness under my skin refuses to ease. The air carries the scent of grilled chicken, herbs, and the faint sweetness of dessert, but beneath all of it I can still feel Zahra’s anxiety, faint now but not gone.Zach and Mara try to keep the conversation light, talking about the pack, training schedules, patrol rotations, and other normal things that should make the evening feel ordinary. It doesn’t. Zahra sits between me and Xander, her shoulder brushing mine every so often as she shifts in her chair, and each small touch sends a flicker of awareness through me, sharp and immediate, but it is tangled with worry now.She is not really here. She answers when spoken to, smiles when expected, even lets out a soft laugh at something Mara says, but it does not settle in her body or reach her eyes. Her g
Zahra's POVMy stomach tightens. Goddess, why am I reacting like this. He probably just went for food or a shower. Or the toilet. Something normal. He didn't leave. He wouldn't leave without saying goodbye… would he? Surely not after that kiss. This is Max we are talking about.Except the silence s
Max's POVShe is lying in the hospital bed, barely recognisable. Her face is one massive bruise, mottled purple and black, with some kind of frame strapped over her nose. The bruising spreads out from beneath it in ugly shadows. Her leg is wrapped in plaster and suspended from the ceiling by a rope
Max's POVI have no idea what this lecture is about. I didn’t even catch the guy’s name at the beginning. I’ve been staring at my empty notebook or out at the sun-filled canopy outside the window for the last ninety minutes. Lincoln reassured me earlier, Medus too, but I still can’t shake this feeli
Tobias's POVTraining is interesting today, though I am not really paying attention to much. I focus on my opponents enough to avoid losing embarrassingly, and I pretend to watch the others, but my mind is still drowning in everything from last night. Marcus and Aiden’s muttering finally cuts throug







