LOGINAmelia’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
Mischief flickered in his eyes as his gaze darted toward the flour.“Don’t!” I shouted, laughing, as he grabbed his own handful and tossed it at me.The war of flour ended with kissing and groping until every square inch of my clothes were absolutely covered in white. I gave as good as I got though.
Amelia’s POVCooking, it seemed, had been a massive mistake. I wanted so badly to give everyone a good meal, and to make amends with Sienna. She’d been eyeing that best cut of steak, so I thought I’d surprise her by giving it to her.I had thought she’d be pleased, but instead she accused me of pois
“Amelia…”I didn’t want to talk about this anymore. This wasn’t why I called. Though I was still hurt, I tried to refocus the conversation.“Please, Damien. Don’t make me beg. Please just allow Dr. Wyatt to come here and treat me. Please.”“You don’t have to beg, Amelia.”“I feel like I do. You keep
Amelia POVThe security guard hurried away from us, and I felt my chest tightening. I couldn’t breath, couldn’t seem to stop the ragged gasps coming out of my mouth. I was having a panic attack.“Amelia, look at me.” Lillian held my shoulders and waited for me to focus on her face. “There is no way







