LOGINAngeline“Angeline,” Dora’s voice had me turning around, and I looked at her in my mind. It was different from when I heard or saw her in our shared mind. I was here with her, only a few steps away.
Angeline“If you want, it would make me very happy to lead this pack by your side. You make me a better man, and a better Alpha Angeline,” he said in my mind, sending the tender dash of his love through our bond.
AngelineI buried my face in the column of Grant’s neck, letting his embrace wash me over with comfort. My nerves are strained, and I have been a little fidgety since I woke up. Maybe everything that happened, the battle, the changes and the bond were catching up with me.
GrantI entered the small white room, closing the door behind me. Gina was curled on her bed, the bags under her eyes and the paleness of her face showing how worn-out she was.
GrantWe arrived at our pack late in the night, heading straight to our room, where I got to sleep with my mate in my embrace. I placed a kiss on Angeline’s head, and she snuggled further into my embrace, a blissful smile stretching across her lips.
AngelineGrant’s canines sank on me, and the time stopped. The moon mark on my belly pulsated like a second heart. Soft blue light enveloped me, filling me with calmness, strength, peace and an ounce of guilt. His love for me pulsated like a warm blanket covering my body and tucking at my chest.
Grant My hand clasped around the chair’s arm and I did my best to control myself. They must be talking about Linda, my first girlfriend. I’ve always cared for her and respected her, even though we met in the most horrible of the circumstances. She was the Omega lady my father forced me to deflower,
Angeline “Angeline, I told you to ride his stick, not to hold his hand as if he were your pup school sweetheart,” Cal grumbled in my mind, shaking her muzzle. “Good grief, Cal! I want to hold his hand. It feels good, okay? It’s big, warm, and calloused! He has a great hand!” I fired back. All I wan
Angeline “Angeline, are you okay?” he asked and I opened my eyes, realising it was all a dream. Damnit! Sitting up fast, I looked at him, a stream of deep pants still leaving my parted lips. “Of course, why wouldn’t I be okay? Hey, you woke me up, not cool!” I crossed my arms in front of my chest,
Angel Grant looked around carefully and his nostrils flared open, “I can’t see or smell anything,” he started. Taking my hand in his, he examined our surroundings once again. Was I having a damn deja-vu? The same happened when I was with my jerk-ex mate back in my pack. I was surely being watched b







