LOGINSam’s POV..I stared out of the car window, my knee bouncing anxiously as I tried to focus on the cars passing beside us rather than the fact that I was acting like I was about to lose my virginity.The thought of having sex with a complete stranger made my unease grow with every passing second, and that was without even considering the other thing I was trying desperately not to think about.My performance.I wanted to have sex, but surely, it was basic human decency to want my partner to enjoy it, too.It had taken months after my first time with Andrea for me to finally understand what she liked. She'd taken her time teaching me about her body, and I'd managed to get better with every experience.But this?This was a complete stranger with an entirely different body, one I knew absolutely nothing about.What if I couldn't do it? What if she hated it? What if—“You're going to get laid, baby, not lead an army to war.”I turned towards Nicholas, whose eyes remained fixed on the roa
Patrick’s POV..I held on to the beaded curtain, my heart pounding as his footsteps drew closer to the cabin. I chewed on my lip, desperately trying to come up with an excuse for why I’d been watching him bathe like a pervert, but even my own head turned against me, producing words that barely made sense.My eyesight got ten times better, and I somehow couldn’t look away because I couldn’t control it…I said to myself, smiling confidently at the excuse that had somehow managed to make sense in my head.I dragged in a sharp breath as I heard him climb into the cabin, and then—Holy smokes.My eyes landed on his wet body, which somehow looked even better up close. My vision seemed to zoom in on everything. Every droplet of water, every skin tag, every hair. Everything was suddenly in ultra-high definition, and my mouth fell open.My eyes instinctively travelled downwards, landing on the towel hanging around his waist.My brows pinched together in slight disappointment.The sound of hi
Patrick’s POV..I dragged in a breath, letting out a huge yawn as my eyes slowly opened.The loud sounds around me seeped into my ears, growing louder by the second until I let out a yell, immediately trying to focus on the black sheets to control my hearing.Finally, the noise dulled.All I could hear now were insects chirping and the sound of water splashing somewhere in the distance.I let out another yawn, pushing myself up until my back rested against the wooden wall. I blinked a couple of times, trying to clear my vision, which was still unusually blurry.I swallowed.My mouth was filled with a strange, metallic sweetness that made a small frown settle over my face.Then last night came rushing back.My eyes widened as the image of me sinking my teeth into that man, drinking from him until he turned limp, played perfectly in my head.I looked down at my shirt, expecting to find it soaked in blood.Nothing.I dragged my hands over the fabric, checking again.Still nothing.I wa
Sam’s POV..“The dishes? Seriously?”I tore my eyes away from the few used plates and looked at the man now sitting on the countertop, his eyes fixed on me with a playful grin, like he'd just pulled the best prank ever.He shrugged, pushing a few stray strands of hair behind his ear as I scoffed, folding my arms and turning to face him fully.“I know it's been a long time since you've had a romantic connection, but when you serve someone breakfast in bed, you don't make them do the dishes afterward…”I finished with a fake smile.He chuckled.“I think you're the last person I'd take relationship advice from, baby.”I tilted my head.“Really? And why is that?”He tilted his head too, giving me a knowing look that practically screamed, You know why.My eyes widened slightly before I flipped him off and turned back to the sink, rolling up the sleeves of my pajama shirt and turning on the tap to hide my embarrassment.“Andrea and I had a great relationship, okay?”I gripped the edge of
Sam’s POV..His dark eyes were fixed on me, darting between my eyes and lips as he moved closer.Soon, our noses were almost touching.He tilted his head, and I immediately looked away, hating how easily he could probably tell just how flustered I was.His hand moved higher on my neck, his fingers clasping my jaw and forcing me to look back at him.“What did you say?”He repeated, his voice slow as he raised an eyebrow.I held his gaze, swallowing.“What you heard. I want to have sex… with a woman.”I quickly clarified.His eyes darkened even further.His hand slowly moved down to my jeans, cupping the bulge of my erection. I sucked in a breath through my teeth, only then realizing I was still hard.“What if I fuck you instead, little bride?”He rubbed it slightly, making my body tremble as his grip on my neck tightened a little.“Punish you for the nonsense you just spewed.”I swallowed hard, biting down on my lip to suppress the stupid moan threatening to escape as his hand began
Cassian’s POV..“Prince Anubis sends a message.”The man in the middle repeated himself, his hand clutching the silver gun tucked into his pocket. A weapon that, I suspected, was loaded with silver bullets.A werewolf’s nightmare.Well, most werewolves.“You may speak.”My voice rumbled through the forest, sending a few birds fluttering in the distance.I studied them carefully.Six.Their bright red eyes glowed in the darkness as they watched my every move. None of them had their shoulders hunched in preparation to attack, and their guns were pointed toward my feet rather than anywhere vital.The one in the middle hadn't even bothered to draw his weapon.They weren't here to fight.“He demands that you leave, Lycan Cassian. He offered you mercy once, and he's offering it again.”The man's voice was measured, every word carefully chosen.“You're planning to come for our clan when the blood moon arrives. The prince knows that. He suggests you don't.”He paused, spitting onto the grou







