Onyx’s lips are soft and his body goes rigid momentarily before he softens and gives in to my advance. He presses harder, hungry for more as I tighten my grip on his hair, locking him in place. I have no right to kiss the alpha, but right now it’s not about right or wrong. It’s instinctual, and he has been telling me more to give into my instincts. His chest rumbles with a low growl and I bring my knees up on either side of him.Onyx leans on one arm, his other hand sliding down my side, tickling my skin that ended up exposed from the fall. His fingers trail down to my waist, his palm pressing on my hip as he uses the tip of his tongue to seek permission to kiss me deeper. I open my mouth with giddy anticipation when his tongue eases in and tastes my mouth. I’ve never kissed anyone before. Never held a boy’s hand. Yet this, all of it, seems like second nature with Onyx. Like it’s happened before so many times. Yet it hasn’t. I try my hand at using my tongue, a small war ensues as we
*Onyx POV*My shoulder stings as Tilly pulls back her eyes wide with fear and a thin layering of my blood coating her swollen lips. Her hair is disheveled and her damn sexy bra is askew underneath me and now I’m certain she is the most glorious thing I’ve ever beheld. The satisfied haze in her eyes is easily my newest addiction as plans form in my head for the next time I get her alone like this. Never has someone’s little cries and moans tasted so satisfying. Shit, hers are the first lips I’ve ever allowed myself to taste. Kissing is for intimacy, and in the past sex was just a necessity so there was no use for it. Now? shit, Now I’m not sure that food will ever live up to her flavor. “Alpha…I…I…” she stutters, rubbing her runs over the cusp of my shoulder trying to clear away the bite mark that stands out against my tanned skin. A smirk dances across my lips and I watch her flounder for what to say. There is no doubt after seeing the look on her face that she is unaware of the s
*Tilly POV*It’s impossible to not be walking in the clouds after spending time alone with Onyx. And not the training type of alone, but the alone kind. His touch still lingers on my cheeks, my thigh, my…I bite back a smile and tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear. Man, I hope Anna is there. I majorly need some girl talk and giggles. Someone likes me. The thought makes my cheeks heat and my heart stutter. Those butterflies everyone in the movies talk about? Yeah, those have been let loose. I never dared to believe someone could like me outside of a mate bond. Let alone an alpha. The best part? It’s someone that is not my best friend, not my baby brother. Someone who, by all rights, shouldn’t like me and what’s better yet? I believe him when he says it. I can feel it in his touch, see it in his eyes. Alpha Onyx feels the same way I do, and I’m not sure I will ever find my way down from where I’m floating in the sky.I see someone lurking in the shadows beside the building and I
Fear grips me as I open my eyes and see only darkness. No, no no! I am not blind again, damn it! No! I whimper in frustration and pain, trying to blink away the darkness when the light comes on and I look directly into the eyes of one of my fellow trainees, Patrick. He stares at me, a crazed look on his face as he panics, pacing the floor. Relief floods me, my eyes raking through the room, taking in every detail now that I know my eyes are in working order. The room matches my dorm room. Same layout, gray linoleum floors with the basic beds and curtains. He has me sitting in the center of the room in a chair similar to the one in my dorm, hands tied behind my back. “What in the actual fuck?” I spit out more annoyed than anything. I may be tied up, but it’s Patrick, probably the least threatening person here other than me. Seeing him makes me relax, my mind wandering to less intense issues at hand. For example, the shirt I’m wearing is the only comfortable, not matchy thing I could
*Onyx POV*“You should probably get some rest.” Tic says, dropping a sandwich on my desk along with another cup of coffee. “I can’t,” I say, glaring at the reports in front of me. “I have to figure this out.”“It’s been three days of you doing basic hygiene and looking through all of this for something. What you need is a set of fresh eyes.” He replies with a deep frown. “How is Tilly doing?” I ask, ignoring him.“She is fine,” He says and I look up, giving him a glare. “Tilly is training like everyone else.”“Good. Is she improving?” I ask, hopeful.He winces and clears his throat. “Have you made any progress finding a pattern in the rogues attacks?”I glower at him, and he avoids my gaze. “Tic, don’t change the subject. Is she improving?”He sighs and shakes his head. “No. It’s wolf week, and hers is smaller, more lean than the others. When the others are able to catch her, they toss her around like a rag.”“When the others are able to catch her? So she is fast, then?” I ask, feel
I walk into the training pitch with my stomach in my throat. I’ve avoided being here completely to not make it seem like I am favoring Tilly. Not much good it has done other than cause us both stress and make me more desperate to be around her. Tic annoyingly pointed out how avoiding everyone is neglectful of my duties. So here I am showing up and finding that for the first time, I’d much rather shirk my responsibilities and hide away with Tilly.“Alpha.” Bill says, surprised. “I thought you were going to be busy until the Warriors Ball?”“Testing has moved up.” I say grimly, hating how everything is turning out. After hesitantly leaving Tilly, I made some calls and informed the packs I trust of what Tilly helped me realize. It took some convincing, but once they listened, they panicked and demanded their warriors back.“Shit.” Bill says with wide eyes. “I’m not sure everyone will pass, Alpha.”“They will.” I say flatly. “Every one of them.”Bill gives me a strange look, tilting his h
*Tilly POV*Anna shows up with Onyx right behind her and a big, proud grin on her mischievous face. I told her we were fine with only four people, but did she listen? No, because she is a strong-minded alpha’s daughter and the grin on her face just makes me wonder what else she talked to him about. It doesn’t take that long of an exchange to ask someone for help, and my curiosity is getting the better of me. “She looks mighty pleased for someone who just asked for help.” Harriet says, stepping up to my side.“It’s Anna,” Henry says. He has been the warrior training with Anna for the past few days to better his technique. “She is probably thinking about killing someone.” He shudders at the thought and Harriet and I break out laughing.Anna does not hold back in training, and her cheery nature while decimating her opponents has purchased her many fun little nicknames. My current favorite is Anna the Annihilator. She, however, hates it, which makes it that much better. “I hear you only
The last couple of days of training have gone by in a blur. I’m sure how we made it to this point, but here we are. Warriors ball day. The day all the warrior females preen and giggle, making themselves presentable for their mates. All the while, the males do—well, I’m sure they do something. Like sleep in and eat a hearty breakfast. Not me though. Nope. Not on Anna’s watch.This chick has had me up since five this morning sipping on herbal tea that’s supposed to help with my bloat, which is great because I did not know I was even bloated. She even slapped some gooey gold things under my eyes for my bags that tell everyone how tired I am. Again, I’m not sure I ever noticed they were there. “You know what’s fantastic for the bags under my eyes?” I ask Anna as I sniff then put aside the nasty ass tea with a grimace. “If you say ‘sleep’ I will come out there and throttle you.” She hollers from within her tiny closet. “It’s true, though.” I mutter.“I let you sleep in, Tilly.” “Lies!