Call Phil Collins, cause something is in the air tonight! Renz and Daphne! Viviana and Lucas! And I wonder who Emmy has stumbled into... Keep me leaving wonderful comments and gems! Thank you for reading! -<3 JNS
Emmy POV He is right behind me; mere inches from touching my back with his broad chest. I feel his breath beneath my ear. A wave of fear and excitement shocks me to my core, and I clench my thighs together. His words are all I can focus on. “Seems like I found the little mouse creeping around again…” His voice feels like a heavy blanket on a winter night. I want to be wrapped up in him. My eyes are shut tight and I’m biting my bottom lip, still unable to speak. “Cat got your tongue, little mouse?” he huffs, a slight laugh in his voice. He presses his chest against me and my entire body seizes up and presses back into him. “Mmm. I guess you’re exactly where you want to be.” He runs his hands slowly up my arms to my shoulders. He brushes my hair away from my neck and leans into the space beneath my ear. “Answer me, Emerald. Is this where you want to be?” His teeth graze my ear and I let out a breath. “I think so…” I barely whisper. “This is not
Vincenzo POV Emerald and I did things in that room that I have never done with any woman before. We talked. We spent two hours getting to know each other. I don’t remember the last time I had such an easy time talking with someone. She told me about this warrior from her old pack, Kai. Stupid name. He is an idiot. He took advantage of Emerald and her kindness and made her first time a horrible memory for her. Then she tried to open herself up again with Lucas. I can’t say that made me happy to hear. I understand his reasoning for wanting to find his fated mate. There is a possibility that the Moon Goddess is giving werewolves fated mates again. If there was a chance that I had a fated mate, I would wait for her as well. Emerald portrays this attitude of being self-sufficient, and she is. After hearing her story, I can tell she wants to be loved and adored. I wanted to talk to her about Carolina, Maggie, and Amaya. How can I explain t
Vincenzo POV “What are you doing here?!” Emerald screams as she clutches the towel tightly around her incredible body. I can’t help but let my eyes scan up and down her legs, stopping where the towel gaped open at her thighs. What I would give to be a droplet of water making its way down her entire body; from the top of her shoulder to the curve of her breast, down her waist, to her inner thigh. I lick my lips, and I feel my wolf wanting to press forward as well. He has been so restless around Emerald the last couple of days. “Vincenzo! What are you doing here?!” she asks me again and my attention snaps up to her eyes. I don’t miss her cleavage begging to escape from underneath that restrictive towel. “I was concerned when Lucas and Viviana didn’t hear from you this morning. I wanted to make sure you were okay.” I know how dumb I must sound as I explain myself to her. I run my hands through my hair and lock my fingers together behind my head.
Emmy POV I wake up a couple of hours later, feeling like I had slept for days. The reality of this morning comes crashing back to me and I sit up abruptly. I search my room and Vincenzo is nowhere in sight. Was it a dream? No. It wasn’t a dream. It was real. He was here. I can still smell him. Of course, he would sneak out. One woman. One time. I guess that counted for him- it certainly counts for me. How silly of me to expect to find him in bed with his arms wrapped around me. As much as it hurts to feel used…again, he truly did make me feel desired and beautiful. I’ll focus on remembering that. My attention darts to my dresser. I jump out of bed, realizing that I’m wearing a gray tank top, black sleep shorts, and a pair of wool socks. He dressed me. I smile as I focus on the socks. He must have noticed I like wearing warm socks to sleep. I shake my head and focus on what I have hidden in my dresser. Three Hours Ago When I woke up this m
Vincenzo POV I can’t stop looking at her. Emerald has me completely captivated. She has been an expert at avoiding me since the other day. I won’t lie, I’ve been keeping my distance as well. We didn’t even have sex and I can’t seem to get her off my mind. That hasn’t happened to me. I’ve been able to have one night with a woman and walk away and not have my mind…and body, wanting more of her. Emerald is different. And because she is different, I can’t allow her to get close to me. I won’t risk her getting hurt, or worse…losing her completely. She doesn’t know about my curse. Knowing her, she would want to help me. Actually, no she wouldn’t. She’s too logical for that. She would laugh at me and tell me that curses and superstitions are silly. I know they are. But a part of me still believes that if I operate the way I have been, nobody will get hurt. I am glad Viviana and Daphne have asked Emerald to stay for dinner. She is so cute today. Her wavy hai
Vincenzo POV Ice water. I feel like someone dropped a bucket of frigid water over me when Emerald recounted her childhood memory. She used to believe in fated mates. She used to believe in love. I did too. She has been fooled and tricked and rejected countless times. How am I any different? I pull my hand away from her beautiful pussy. It felt amazing bringing her to climax, knowing she is trying to control herself in front of everyone. My dick is straining against my pants at seeing her unravel in front of everyone because of me. Her scent and arousal linger on my fingers, but I don’t have a chance to appreciate it as I watch Emerald run out of the house faster than lightning. “Emmy, wait!” Viviana calls out to her. The entire table is awkwardly quiet. - - - I wake up the next morning feeling like an idiot. I didn’t go after her. What would I have said? ‘I’m sorry I can’t love you because I’m cursed.’ ‘Loving
Emmy POV (Flashback to three nights ago) “Emerald, we finally meet…” I haven’t heard his voice in twelve years, but it sounds the same. I stand up, startled out of my thoughts about Vincenzo. Leaves rustle, and twigs snap. Where is he? “Follow my voice, Emerald…” I don’t want to move. I should run in the opposite direction. I should mindlink Lucas. We can catch him right now! “Don’t get any ideas about calling anyone. Someone will get hurt, and it won’t be me, Emerald.” I swallow down the lump in my throat and walk into the dense forest, beyond the pack border. “If you’re so brave, why not show yourself, Bram?!” I shout, trying to muster as much bravery as I can. I’m shaking like a leaf blowing in the wind. “Patience…Isn’t that your middle name, Emerald?” I hate how he keeps saying my name. A creepy chill runs up my spine. Vincenzo. I wish he were here right now. I continue walking, feeling the moist
Vincenzo POV “I want you, Vincenzo.” I don’t hesitate. I grab her hips and pull her against my body as I slam my lips onto hers. Goddess, I have missed her lips. I should be staying away from her. No good can come from us being together. I want her. My wolf wants her. I cannot explain this pull I have to Emerald. I’m ready to be selfish and take what for the first time in a long time. She doesn’t fight me as she wraps her arms around my neck. Her breasts press against my torso. A small whimper leaves her as our lips part to allow our tongues to explore each other’s mouths. She tastes so amazing; I could kiss her all day. I want more. I need more. “Mmm. Vincenzo,” she whispers. My entire body throbs at how amazing my name sounds leaving her lips. I see my wolf panting in the back of mind, encouraging me to go further. He has never responded to any she-wolf like this. “I need you, my Topolina. Now!” I scoop her up bridal style and she yelps, gr