MasukAmelia’s POVDamien and I rolled back and forth on our shared bed, making love for the fourth time that night alone. When the house was quiet, with everyone but us asleep, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other.Some nights our lovemaking was rough and impassioned, other nights we were quick a
Amelia’s POVMaybe I should have left well enough alone, but with Sienna in prison, I couldn’t help but want to visit her. While I had believed myself to be Annette, Sienna had been my sister, and though she had betrayed that trust many times, I still felt connected to her in a way that I didn’t fee
Damien’s POVMy pack warriors readied themselves, but, despite Richard’s calls for his rogues to rally, many, seeing the chaos that had already befallen the battlefield, and their leader battered and broken, decided to turn and run.My side held our ground, watching warily as the rogues defied their
Damien’s POVI was on the ground, with Richard’s teeth sinking into my neck. Hot blood pushed from my wounds, curling down through my fur and dripping onto the dirt beneath me.This could so easily be the end.My body was tired. If I just closed my eyes, none of this would matter anymore.As the blo
Damien’s POVWhen we returned to the border to meet with Richard and his group, Benedict declared, “I accept your challenge on the condition that my successor will fight on my behalf.”“Your… successor?” Richard asked.All eyes fell onto me. “Yes. I’ve named Alpha Damien as my heir. I assum
Claire’s POVAlpha King Benedict looked more than just nervous. The idea of fighting Richard seemed to absolutely terrify him, and probably for good reason. Everyone knew that Benedict didn’t fight publically anymore, so his abilities had been kept secret for years.The man wasn’t getting any younge
Amelia’s POV Damien glanced over at me. I was certain that he couldn’t hear the thoughts in my head, but I still jumped a little, like he could read my mind and knew what I had been accusing him of. “Claire is ready for the blood donation,” Damien said. “Right,” I said and started toward him.
Damien’s POVFor the rest of the night, well into the morning, I made that one cup of coffee last so that I wouldn’t have to go back to the breakroom and chance seeing Annette again.In the moments of quiet, my mind would wander back to that room, to the peaceful look on Annette’s face in her sleep.
Damien’s POVThe day of the musical, the girls’ nanny brought them to the office so that we could leave straight after I finished work. When they arrived, I was immediately enchanted.The girls had on some beautiful dresses, Amy in sparkling purple and Stacy in the same dress, but blue. The nanny ha
“Even if we were together?” Amy asked.“I’m sorry, honey. Even then.”Amy and Stacy paused a moment while they seemed to take in the news. Then they looked at each other.“Okay, Daddy,” Amy said. “We don’t have to go.”Stacy held the invitation out for me. I carefully took if from her hands.“Thank







