MasukAshton’s eyes snap up instantly. The soft gaze of the artist vanishes, and his pupils dilate until his eyes darken with pure, unadulterated desire. A predatory stillness settles over him.”Love?” he asks, his voice dropping into a husky, low growl that vibrates straight to my core.”Yes” I whisper.In a blink of an eye, the space between us evaporates. Before I can even draw another breath, my hands are pinned firmly above my head against the chaise. Ashton’s heavy, muscular weight presses down on me, trapping my body beneath his. His face hovers a mere inch above mine, his hot breath fanning across my lips, sending a jolt of liquid fire straight down my spine.”You are driving me wild” he whispers, the words raw and desperate against my skin.Then, he crashes his lips against mine.It is explosive. Electric. A supernova of heat and teeth and tongues that sets my entire soul ablaze. The taste of him is everything, a desperate, greedy reassurance that we belong to each other. He kisses
As the movie scenery fills the screen, we both settle deeper into the cushions, instantly getting back into the film. It doesn’t take long for the onscreen wolf pack to make their grand entrance, and that is exactly when Aiden’s inner critic wakes up."Okay, mathematically and biologically, absolutely not…” he mutters, leaning forward and squinting at the TV.I chuckle, nudging his ribs with my elbow. "What? You're telling me wolves the size of pickup trucks aren't historically accurate?”"It’s not just the size…” Aiden says. "But the behavior is all wrong. Real wolves—and honestly, even the legends of shapeshifters—rely on tight-knit family structures and subtle posturing. They don't just aggressively crash through fences and snarl at their friends twenty-four-seven to prove a point. It’s entirely inefficient.”"Real legends, huh?" I tease, turning my head to look at him. His tone is remarkably matter-of-fact. My amusement transitions into genuine curiosity. "So... what else did
But watching him, a sudden realization hits me like a physical wave. I look at his clothes hanging neatly next to mine, the dark fabrics blending into my colorful mess."You know…” I say softly, the humor evaporating from my voice."I never let Chad stay the night here. Not once. And I definitely never let him keep his clothes at my place. His ego took up enough room on its own."Aiden pauses, turning to look at me, his eyes entirely focused."Looking at your stuff in my closet now..." I swallow hard, the sudden clarity washing over me. "I finally realize how toxic that whole relationship was. I never trusted him. Not even to leave a spare pair of socks here." I shake my head, instantly kicking myself for letting the ghost of my ex ruin the mood. "God, I'm sorry, Aiden. Total buzzkill. I shouldn't be bringing him up right now.” I rub my face with my palms.Aiden walks over, effortlessly closing the distance between us, and gently takes my hands. "Hey, don't apologize. You're proces
WestonI sit back comfortably in my favorite armchair, taking a slow, quiet sip of my coffee as I keep a watchful eye on the perimeter of the living room rug. The house has finally settled into a softer rhythm after the beautiful chaos of the family lunch. Marcus just took Lucas upstairs for a much-deserved afternoon nap—lord knows those two boys earned a quiet break after navigating a frantic week and wrangling two toddlers all morning.Down on the floor right in front of my chair, my first grandchildren are in their own little worlds. Leo is entirely focused on stacking a set of wooden blocks into a dangerously wobbly tower, his little tongue sticking out in concentration, while Ella is curled up on a floor cushion, quietly flipping through a brightly colored picture book. I absolutely adore these kids. Watching them grow makes my wolf spirit ache with a profound, deep-rooted joy. I honestly can't wait until this massive house is crawling with even more of them.Leaning my head ba
I stop right against a massive, moss-covered tree trunk and gently let her feet touch the ground, but I don't move back. Not even an inch.I trap her against the bark, pinning her securely within the shadow of my frame. The playful atmosphere vanishes in a heartbeat, the lighthearted banter evaporating into the quiet hum of the forest. The air between us turns thick, suffocatingly heavy with that electric, cosmic pull.Julie’s laughter dies down, her breath catching hard in her throat. She looks up into my eyes, her gaze instantly darkening with a fierce, burning certainty. Her small hands slide from my shoulders, her fingers tightening around the collar of my white t-shirt, pulling me down toward her."You know…” she whispers, her voice a breathless, dangerous vibration that sends a jolt of pure lightning straight down my spine. "For a scary predator... you talk way too much…” She looks at me and bites her lip.My wolf roars in pure, victorious triumph behind my ribs. Every single o
As Mom sets a plate down in front of Julie and me, Celine leans across the table, her eyes suddenly locking onto the side of Julie's face. Celine’s hand pauses over her own dessert, her expression turning into one of pure, intense curiosity."Julie, wait, I’ve been meaning to ask you all through lunch" Celine says, her voice bright and excited as she gestures toward Julie's ears. "Where did you get those earrings? They are absolutely stunning! The detail on them is gorgeous.” I turn to look at those earrings too. I like all her earrings, she has many.Julie blinks, momentarily startled by the sudden shift in attention, before a soft, modest blush creeps up her cheeks. She reaches up, her fingers gently brushing against the delicate, dangling jewelry."Oh! Thank you so much" Julie smiles sweetly, her voice filled with that genuine warmth that everyone has fallen for today. "I actually make them myself. It's just a little hobby of mine.”"You make them?" I blurt out loud. ”They are s
We head back home after dinner. Now that we cheated and used our fingers instead of the chopsticks we were a bit faster. But there was no hurry. It’s Sunday and I want to enjoy this day off with my mate.”Want to watch a movie when we get home?” I ask and turn my head towards Sebastian.”Sure babe,
AidenThis ceremony is actually quite fun.I don’t usually enjoy events where there are a lot of people. I prefer calm and quiet. I know I often come out broody and grumpy. I’m not like that, but I don’t really care what people think of me.I like to rile up my sister and my brothers. Except Xander
AshtonI’m trying to stay silent, but Sebastian is making it really difficult as I’m balls deep in his throat.Fucking hell! The love of my life really knows how to make me see actual fucking stars and maybe part of the moon too. I bite my lower lip and tilt my head back, hitting the wall unintenti
CelineI can’t stop thinking about Liam. We have been texting and at school he has come over and talked to me couple of times. We don’t have any classes together and sometimes we don’t see at all during the schooldays. But he always sends me a message to say good morning and sweet dreams.I don’t k







