登入When Elvira and Lia were beaten by the pack members, he promised they'd apologize, but they never did. Only Gabriella showed up, speaking for all of them, saying she was sorry. But the tone in her voice was anything but.“What if Mom’s neck had snapped?” Lia whispers from the front seat, terror etched across her face.“It’s okay,” I say firmly, fastening Mom’s seatbelt this time. I shut the door and head back to the driver’s seat, only to notice the front tires have sunk halfway into a shallow gutter.“Shit,” I mutter, climbing in and gripping the wheel. I try easing the car out carefully. Annette isn’t exactly in her prime, if I push her too hard, she might give up completely.The sound of the tires spraying mud and dirt follows the whirl of the engine. Annette moves back a bit then sinks even lower. I get back out of the car and make Elvira and Lia help me push it out of the gutter. It’s a struggle, our shoes slipping in the loose dirt, but we manage. Meanwhile, the cars of the Red
The move day comes, and the road fills with cars streaming toward the new land. Alpha Bastian, Padre, and other wolves of the Puremoon pack show up to oversee everything, watching us closely like they think we might run off with something if they don’t. I can’t help but wonder what Alpha Bastian plans to do with the houses and farms left behind. Most of it was bought by the Puremoon pack members at absurdly cheap prices since it was their land. They could have just kicked us out, but they didn’t want any bad blood with the Red Fang pack, I guess.It’s disconcerting, watching them linger at the edge of the forest as we drive out of the land that will always feel like home to me. It’s the first place we settled after wandering the wild for years, the first real home after being homeless. My eyes start to burn as I drive, the trees blurring into dark green streaks.Dante went with his bike. His parents are riding with Gabriella’s family, because God forbid they ride with mine, so it’s
"What if you lose to the pull?" I cry, clutching his back and bunching up his shirt."I won't.""Dante."He pulls back, cups my face, and crashes his mouth into mine. Something about this, about everything, makes the hunger ignite instantly, hot and wild. We try to consume each other whole. I moan into his urgent mouth as he explores mine, throwing my arms around his neck, kissing him like not having his mouth on me would ruin me. God, it feels so fucking good. Dante slams me back against the rough bark of a tree, one hand sliding inside my dress to cup my breast. He flicks and twists my nipple through my bra sending electric heat shooting straight down to my pussy while his mouth ravishes mine.I gasp for air when we finally break apart, chest heaving. Dante’s hot mouth latches onto my neck, his teeth grazing my scent gland, and the world explodes into thick, dizzying pleasure. My legs buckle, but his other arm locks around my waist, holding me up.He pulls back and yanks my shirt
Dante releases me when he realizes I won't move from there and sighs deeply. "Why do you always push me this far, Cici? What has happened to your ability to trust me?"My eyes immediately flood with tears, tears I wipe with annoyance. Why am I fucking crying? "Every time I trust you, you disappoint me.""I haven't even done anything.""You kissed her, you hugged her, you haven't done anything?" I laugh in mockery. "What, am I supposed to wait till your dick is inside her before I understand?"Dante paces away from me like he wants to walk away, wants to leave me to stew in my feelings, but he stops, turns around, and yells, "You have no idea what the pull is like!" The veins around his neck stand out from the strength of it. "It is so fucking bad, I think about her like I'm cursed with it. I want her, I need her. Sometimes I can't sleep because she is not with me. “His breath quickens as the words rush out of him, saying them like he is dragging them out from the depths of his being
I feel like shouting, feel like screaming in rage at him for going behind my back like this. I told him we were done when I caught them kissing. He told me he loved me still, and I believed him. Why can't he just do the right thing? Why is he making me seem unreasonable when I have my clear suspicion?Tears of anger fill my eyes, and the urge to confront him swells in my chest. But I push it down. Even if I confronted him, he would still deny it, deny it till I don't even know what is true anymore. And I would keep clinging to him, hoping that somehow, someway, everything would work out, Dante would give me the bite.It never will! It didn't work out the first ten times, and it won't the next ten. And then by the end of it, Luciana will come in to take her place like it was destined. No, I'm not going to give Dante that satisfaction to turn me into a joke. I'm through with this. Even though it hurts, even though it feels like I won't survive the pain walking away will bring me, I wo
Dante just keeps staring at me for several seconds. "Fine," he says, throwing his hand carelessly. "Don't give it to me if it's going to start making you talk crazy again."My mouth opens on reflex, but I pull back the words. Not everything needs to become a quarrel. I watch Dante stalk back into our room like he's a stranger. How could he ask me for my own money? That's so unlike him. Dante has never done that. When I went behind his back to do something for the family and he found out, he was furious with me. I did it anyway because I knew it was his pride talking. He really needed the help, especially when his mother and father contributed nothing to the household.Still, I hold on to the belief that Dante isn't telling me something. I just don't want to blurt out any suspicion like I did the last time and cause a bigger problem.When I look up, Lia and Elvira are at the door, watching me. It makes my heart wilt in my chest. I didn't want them to see me and Dante like that, quarre







