MasukA week had passed since Shayla moved into the mansion, and Ronan had already asked the housekeeper to hang a portrait of the two of them between the tall windows in the dining room."How lovely," Camille remarked, slapping a thick layer of cream cheese across a slice of toast. She dropped it onto her plate with a thud and turned to Gabriel, who was busy wolfing down his breakfast, seemingly unbothered by her deep sighs and constant grumbling."My appetite just died. Why do I have to look at Shayla's face when I'm eating? It's not like I'm trying to lose weight." She made an exaggerated gagging sound, loud enough for both Ronan and Shayla to hear.Shayla kept her eyes on her coffee. Nothing Camille said or did ever provoked her.Ronan didn't bother looking up from his plate. "No one's forcing you to dine with us, Camille."It was the first time since she knew him that he called her by her name."Are you going to replace my mom's pictures with your precious mate's as well?" Ronan didn't
Ronan put on his clothes and stormed out of his bedroom.“Mili, open the door.”Camille froze at the sound of his voice.He was standing outside her room, pounding on the door. Her heart lurched as panic surged through her. She was trapped.Then she saw Shayla quietly slip back into her blue dress and step out. Camille didn’t waste a second. As soon as she had an opening, she slipped from her hiding place and hurried to the front door, praying he wouldn’t hear her.His senses were too clouded by Shayla, and she counted on that. Behind her, his voice faded into the distance.“She doesn’t get up this early,” he said, confused, questioning the scared omega. “Where did she go?”Camille pushed through the front door and ran.'Fuck mee... the hell, ugh!'She ran until her lungs burned, pushing herself onward until she finally reached the familiar creek she often escaped to. She sank onto a moss-covered fallen log beneath the trees, resting her head against the trunk."Moon Goddess... please
Camille's heart pounded hard. She was on high alert when she saw Ronan release Shayla's wrists and let her come.'What if she uses this opportunity to pull out her hairpin and stab him with it in the neck?' She tracked Shayla's every movement, ready to reveal her hiding spot and catch her the second she made a move.To her surprise, Shayla's hands never reached for the pin. They stayed threaded through Ronan's hair, even moments after the aftershocks of her orgasm had left.It was almost as though both Ronan and Shayla were in a trance, completely absorbed in the moment and unwilling to return to reality.The sudden buzz of his cellphone broke their reverie. The caller on the other end returned with information about Shayla. Everything she told him checked out.Camille thought something was really fishy about her license plate. How convenient that she wasn't driving her car when she met with that accident! How could she not have her purse or any form of ID on her when she fell into th
Content warning: Dubious consent, weapon play & voyeurismShayla's wide caramel eyes locked with Ronan's dark gaze as her fingers fumbled at the buttons down her back. His hard, muscular chest pressed against hers, leaving her breathless. He reached for her panties, pulling them out of the way.Her clumsy movements continued as she struggled to free herself from the dress. His large palms closed around the fabric at her slender waist, tugging impatiently. The instant her ripped dress slipped from her shoulders, his mouth was on her breasts, sucking and biting her nipples with unrestrained hunger. Her fingers slid into his dark hair, gripping the slightly longer strands at his nape. The soft, wet sound of his tongue was drowned beneath her breathless moans. She was in a daze, barely able to think as her entire body seemed to come alive.Camille was shocked to feel her eyes grow misty with unshed tears as she listened to how sensual Shayla's moans sounded. She was watching something sh
Content warning: Dubious consent & voyeurism. "I was there, Ronan. I saw it all."His breath caught. "What?""I remember every little detail of that night. It was a Thursday. The sixth anniversary of my parents' death."Gabriel’s expression shifted.“Oh, I remember that night too,” he said quietly. “Every year, we hunted rogues together to keep our minds off it.” His gaze settled on Ronan. “That was the last time we hunted together.” His jaw tightened. “You pushed us out soon after.”Ronan refused to entertain this accusation. Instead, he shifted the subject, his voice growing quieter. "I lost a lot of people that same night your parents were killed. My brother, his wife, my sister..." He paused, his expression darkening with the memory. "So many lives." His gaze returned to Camille. "But you were grounded on their death anniversary, weren't you?""Yes. But if you remember, I was fooling around with your gamma's son. Micah was teaching me how to give a blowjob. I wanted to learn so I
"Hell no, there's no way in hell I'm ever going back to your pack," Camille snapped at Ronan's suggestion."Then you intend to stay here?""Why not?" She folded her arms across her chest. "I've belonged to the Titan Ridge Pack ever since you sent me away with Callum.""Are you going to add anything to this conversation?" Ronan muttered impatiently when Callum remained silent.Callum barely heard him. His attention was drawn toward Savannah, who was slowly descending the steps, her eyes fixed on Camille with open hostility. She was still wearing his shirt, and nothing else beneath it, exactly as he had left her in bed hours earlier.He wondered if Savannah had misunderstood what she had just seen when he went into Camille's room and coaxed her out of bed. When she lost her balance because her eyes blurred with tears, he had caught her and held her close. She cried into his chest as he guided her down the stairs to talk to Ronan.Forcing himself to look away, Callum cleared his throat a
'Keep your darn location turned on for the next two hours.' Lucie received a text from her stepbrother as she walked out of the Crystal River packhouse with her large tote the next morning.She replied with a quick 'okay' and turned her phone to ring mode so that she didn't miss any texts from him.
Four weeks had passed since the incident, and Hazel had never heard from Alpha Simon. She wondered if he had found someone else to please him."You foolish girl, of course he did," she mumbled to herself, rolling over in bed."Oh my goodness, Haze, get some sleep! We will have a hard time waking up
"Oh my god, she looks like prey," Jade said to Hazel, her breath trembling as she watched Ebony in heat.Jade had yet to go into heat, but it was her dream to be like Ebony one day, to take pleasure in the Alphas' pleasure and be their favorite toy.Hazel watched Ebony with curiosity. 'Would I look
"She’s cute,’ Alpha Kane smirked, nudging his brother.Simon didn't look at him. His eyes were already fixed on the Omega behind the service counter. But he'd never admit that. "I'm just waiting for my order."Kane's smirk deepened.The Omega stole a glance at Simon from the service counter, catchin







