Verena In Axton’s sprawling Vegas home, the air is thick with tension as Laz finishes relaying Niklaus’s message. My heart pounds furiously against my chest, a mix of anger and shock swirling inside me. I had known Ares didn’t like me, but to betray his own brother, to join hands with Lucan and P
Everything is going according to plan until a distant sound cuts through the chaos—the unmistakable, guttural roar of an Alpha. “Niklaus!” I blurt out, my focus shattering. “Verena, stay put! It’s a trap!” Kris’s voice crackles through the comms, urgent and commanding. But I’m already moving, ru
Niklaus As the medic runs a final scan, confirming what I already feel in every fiber of my being—I’m completely healed, no lingering traces of the torture or the drugs—I only half-listen. My attention is fixed on Verena, who sits across the small space of the jet, her eyes occasionally meeting m
Verena grabs the loofah and soaps it up before washing my chest. My eyes widen at the intimate act, but I don’t say anything because something tells me Verena needs to do this. To make sure I’m really okay. Afterwards, I do the same to her, and as I wash the lathered soap from her skin, I can’t hel
“Niklaus…” she breathes my name as her legs start to tremble, letting me know that she’s close. I flick my tongue faster, digging my fingers into the soft skin of her thighs and when she comes… Gods, I can die happy knowing she comes with my name on her lips. I let her ride out her orgasm before se
Verena “Stop arguing with me! This is the safest place right now—” “A werewolf in a vampire’s den is absolutely NOT the safest fucking place, Verena,” Niklaus growls, his cool blue eyes now looking stormy gray with anger. “I’m stronger when I’m closer to my pack; I can’t stay here.” We’ve been ar
Niklaus leans forward, his hands on Axton’s desk. “My cell was suddenly left open, no guards in sight, and the manacles—specifically designed to suppress my strength—were gone. Someone healed me, too, but it wasn’t just to save me. They wanted me functional for something.” “It felt like a setup fro
Niklaus We’re driving to my pack house and honestly, I am fucking nervous. Next to me, Verena sits quietly, her eyes occasionally flitting over to study my expression. I’ve told her nothing about the pack over the time we’ve known each other, and now, as we’re about to cross the threshold into my w