“I am not going to ruin anything, Luke. Look at her. She wants us. She is happy to see us. The mate bond is powerful. She will forgive us for not looking for her. We had every reason to believe she was dead. I’ve got this. You know how much I love her. How much I have always loved her.” “Ja
(Lily POV) “I am not Stephanie, James. I am Lily.” James immediately lets go of me. He looks at me in confusion, and then takes several steps back. He begins to pace. I can tell that he is angry. From his facial expressions, I suspect that he is also talking to his wolf. As I watch him pace
(James POV) Luke waits until the Little Brat has walked away before he gives me back control of my body. “What the Goddess was that?” I demand of him once I have regained control. “That was me saving you from making the biggest mistake of your life.” “It is forbidden for wolves to take over hum
(Lily POV) As I walked back to the packhouse after the fight with James, Rose was silent. That left me alone with my own thoughts and feelings, which I appreciated. I needed time to process. I do not understand what just happened, much less why it happened, and I definitely do not know how to f
“I do not feel strong anymore, Rose. I am really sorry. I want to be strong for you, but I think the Moon Goddess made a bunch of mistakes when it comes to me.” “The Moon Goddess does not make mistakes, Lily,” Rose responds reassuringly. “My own mate does not want me!” I exclaim. “All he wants
(James POV) I felt strangely energized as I arrived back at the pack house. Luke was moping in the back of my head, but he was leaving me be. His absence --or rather, his lack of endlessly badgering me-- gave me plenty of time to think about how I could use the mate bond to exact the perfect reve
Urgh. My heart suddenly feels heavy. For all her faults, I cannot deny that the Little Brat knows how to kiss. I try to remind myself (and Luke) that the Little Brat is a good kisser because she has had a lot of practice, and that the Little Brat's kissing practice is the reason that Stephanie
(James POV) It is 10:58 am. My parents, Stephanie’s parents, Nick, Jenny, and I are gathered at the back of the event hall. An Omega informs us that everyone has been seated. It is time to begin Stephanie’s first remembrance event of the day. “Are you ready to go, Son?” my father asks. “I thi