Shamus and Evan need to get their mates in line. Those girls have some serious insecurities.
Is going to Portland a bad move? Maybe. Is going necessary? That depends on your perspective. To most people, probably not. To us, most definitely. Knowing this pup was a forgettable lay doesn’t make his presence near Hana more acceptable. I accept that going to Portland could draw the Order’s eye, but I’m out of fucks for anyone and anything that stands between us and Hana. Fuck the Order. Fuck the Kinsley family. Fuck this bet. We haven’t all voiced this, but I know my friends. We all feel the same way. We’ve told the Order we quit. If they don’t accept that, I’m prepared to not only burn bridges but blow them the fuck up. I don’t have any need or desire to be in the Order. I only joined it because Aidan and Isak were involved. Joining ensured they wouldn’t need to keep secrets from me. Aidan lost any reason to be involved when his tenuous relationship with his dad ended. Isak’s the only one with blood in the Order. I don’t know how Jerahameel will take Isak’s leave from the
While not having Shamus and Evan with us was a bit of a downer on our traditional holiday hangout, I was still having fun with Dervila and Iver. We were up to our usual antics of joking about some of the weird stuff people bring to the market and gushing over the stuff we loved. Plus, all the shopping. I brought gifts home for my family, including little mementos of New Haven, but those don’t count as Christmas presents. All was well and good until Daisuke showed up and said we needed to talk privately. I wasn’t thrilled about that or that he forced me away from my friends for this bullshit. I knew he was here to start trouble. He hadn’t found some Cinderella mate he was trying to track down. He was here to try and convince me to be his chosen mate. The boy was out of his damn mind. I was willing to let him walk away when he grabbed my arm, but then he called me a slut in Japanese, and all bets were off. I didn’t get a chance to take him down because Albert showed up. My heart leap
Aidan and Albert would have preferred just ripping the young wolf apart for disrespecting Hana. However, it was better that she had the power in this situation. Hana wasn’t the damsel in distress type. She may want a strong male, but that’s only because she wants and needs someone on her level. It’s not about having a male there to protect her. Though I’d happily smite anyone, she told me to. After Aidan released the pathetic creature, we shared a knowing look. Aidan only nodded subtly to confirm what I was silently asking. Hana isn’t the only one who knows some hunter tricks. We’ve worked with the Guild long enough to be trusted with minor, non-lethal tricks. One such trick is to place a tracking curse on a target. It’s a very simple thing—or simple if you’re a supernatural creature. For a hunter, it requires preparation and perfect timing to put the tracking curse on their target. Because we are supernatural beings, especially Aidan, whose gifts lean more toward pulling off such m
It was incredibly unfair of them to pass me around and kiss me breathless. Each kiss was passionate and extremely too short. After weeks of letters that only got deeper and hotter to be close to them, finally, those brief kisses weren’t nearly enough. I wanted more. Hell, I needed more. As embarrassed as I was by Albert’s reminder or perhaps offer to have them all at once, I admit I was turned on by it. Nonetheless, Isak was right. Business first, pleasure later. I subtly squeezed my thighs at the very thought of that pleasure yet to come. I had hoped they’d say they were staying in a hotel or possibly had property here. Instead, they were staying somewhere I’d rather never go. I was so little when it happened, but that didn’t change how I felt. I can’t even drive past that old mall without shuddering, knowing it’s where my mother was murdered. Okay, so it was likely not the exact location where she was murdered. However, it is where the pack failed her. It is where the betrayal happ
While I’d have preferred that we relocate somewhere, Logan couldn’t come looking for Hana. This would do. She may have told Alex no questions and not told her parents, but that doesn’t mean he’ll hold to it. And given I don’t know the man beyond what’s in his Guild file, I can’t help but be mistrustful. The only people I truly trust are the ones in this car. Okay, I also trust Malcolm and Harris. Pamela is ify. She doesn’t know the whole or even a fraction of the truth to understand when to talk and keep quiet. As we walked in, and removed our shoes, I wasn’t sure what to expect of Alex’s house. Sure, his holiday decorations at the front of the house were a bit much, but he has a young son, so that was an excuse. I didn’t expect it to carry over to the extreme I witnessed when we walked inside. I felt like I walked into one of those novelty steakhouses that leaned hard into the cowboy theme. I wouldn’t mind the leather living room set or the wood furniture if there weren’t so much fl
Being alone with the three of them was such a BAD idea. It’d been almost two months since this Order interfered with their lives, forcing us to stay distant. Two months where I at least had control over myself. What do I do when I see them after two months? Go somewhere private and nearly completely lose control. I blame Aidan. He’s the one that insisted on a strip search. He could’ve just asked me to remove my weapons. I would have complied to assure them. Plus, I’d only been wearing my blade, so taking it off is no big deal. Instead, I was asked to strip, and it slipped into the land of things you shouldn’t do in your uncle’s living room. This is another reason I blame Aidan. I know I have a scar that only Isak had seen before. However, things could have stayed somewhat rational and just in a gray area of acceptable behavior if Aidan had kept his hands to himself. But noooo… he couldn’t do that. Instead, he had to look closer, touching and kissing my scar. It was all downhill fro
She knew. Mother fucker! Hana knew! We’d suspected she might have known, but nothing about her behavior indicated she did. After all, if she knew, why go on dates with us? Why let us kiss and touch her? Why write those letters? Why did she play along? How long had she known? “Why the looks of surprise? Did you honestly think I was that clueless or naive?” Hana laughed as she turned her head to look at each of us. “How long have you known?” I asked the obvious question. “Since the DKE party.” Hana shrugged. “I told you Miss Batista overheard us and reported back to Hana.” Isak shook his head. “Of course, Pamela heard you and told me. It’s girl code. You hear anyone talking about your friend, especially what you three stooges were saying, you tell them.” Hana nodded. “Then why didn’t you call us out on it then and there?” I asked. “Oh, I wanted to. I may not be a Kinsley by blood, but I have my dad’s temper.” Hana scoffed. “When Pamela told me about the bet to fuck me, I was ready
I was still processing everything they told me. They love me. I love them back, of course. I don’t know if I should. I don’t know if any of this is right. It felt right when I was with each of them, and tonight, when all of them were touching me, it felt even better. Despite how right it felt, some of my brain claimed it was wrong. It was rare that a werewolf had multiple mates. I didn’t know anyone who had two, let alone three mates. However, I’ve read about multiple mates in the Firewolf mating book. None of that helped me, as the men I loved and who’d just confessed their love to me weren’t wolves. I have no clue how the mating of demons or angels even went. I know a little about vampires, but not how it would work if their chosen mate was mated to others. Do demons and angels even mark like wolves and vampires? I would have to ask Aidan and Isak that question. The four of us still had a lot to talk about. Before we can do that, I must wrap my head around this. I’ve kissed Sha