LOGINLucasIt’s our first night at home with the twins.I have been beyond nervous that Marcus will go back to being the "safety commander."Ella is sound asleep, without a care in the world, but Leo is really fussy. He usually is.I watch with awe as Marcus softly sways him in his arms and coos to him tenderly. I was afraid he would lose his temper with the constant crying, but he's being so patient. I’m still recovering from labor. I swear, I’m never bringing anyone else into this world again. I have never experienced pain like that. Everything down there is still really sore. I wonder if the first time we have sex after the birth will hurt, or if I’ve lost all sensation and it won’t feel good anymore. ”Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Marcus interrupts my train of thought.I blink and turn to look at my mate. Suddenly, I feel tears brimming in my eyes.”I... I don’t know” I whisper. Marcus has finally been able to put Leo to sleep and gently lowers him into the crib next to Ella. We soon l
The moment the suite door clicks shut, the silence of the room is replaced by the steady, grounding presence of the man I love.Sebastian doesn’t say a word; he doesn’t have to.He crosses the space between us in two long strides and gathers me into his arms, pulling me against his chest with a desperate kind of strength. I melt into him, my hands clutching the fabric of his shirt as if I’m trying to merge my body with his.I can feel the frantic thrum of his heart against my ear—a wild, protective rhythm that tells me exactly how much restraint he just used out there on that porch.He buries his face in the crook of my neck, his breath hot and ragged against my skin, and I feel his entire body shudder as he finally lets out the breath he’s been holding. "I’ve got you" he murmurs, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that heals every frayed nerve in my body. "You’re safe. He’s gone, Ashton. I promise you, he’s never getting near you again." The sheer devotion in his voice makes my ey
Sebastian steps out onto the porch, moving with a terrifying, predator-like calmness that makes my skin crawl.He doesn’t look angry; he looks like he’s watching a bug he’s about to crush.He stands there in the cold, not even shivering, just staring down at me with those cold, judgmental eyes."Hank" he says, his voice low and steady, cutting right through my screaming. "You need to go home. You’re drunk, and you’re disturbing people. Let’s just talk about this when you’re sober.” He says with a steady voice."Talk?!" I shriek, spit flying from my lips. "There’s nothing to talk about! You stole him! You whispered lies in his ear until he turned on me!" I stumble toward the porch steps, the world tilting dangerously. ”I love him! I’d die for him! Can you say the same, you arrogant prick?”"I know you think you’re hurting" Sebastian continues, his tone maddeningly reasonable, like he’s talking to a child.It makes my blood boil. "But this isn't love, Hank. This is a sickness. Look
HankThe cheap whiskey burns, but it’s nothing compared to the fire in my gut. I glare at the peeling wallpaper of this dump, clutching the bottle until my knuckles turn white.It’s Christmas, the "most wonderful time of the year," and I’m sitting here in the dark while that bratAshton is probably laughing in some designer sweater.He ruined me.One little "complaint" and suddenly five years of service as a respected PE teacher don't mean a damn thing.Fired.Escorted out like a criminal just for showing a little interest? Just for being a real man?It’s a setup. I can see his smug face in every shadow, mocking me, thinking he’s won.He thinks he can just discard me and move on to his perfect little life with that arrogant fiancé of his.But he doesn’t get it. I’m not just going to vanish.I take another swig, the liquid courage sharpening my focus.They think they’re safe behind their walls and their fancy titles, but they’ve forgotten what happens when you push a man to the edge.I
Hello!What a lovely Christmas it has been for our lovely characters, hasn't it? ;)Love you all!
Once we are out of the shower, we brush our teeth, Celine has a toothbrush for me.We smile at each other while brushing our teeth. Next we move to the bedroom. Celine puts on panties and a see through night top. Luckily I have been here several times before and even showered before, alone though, so I have some spare clothes here.I step inside the closet and open a drawer where I know my spare clothes are. As werewolves you never know when you need to shift so it’s quite common to have spare clothes available. I put on my boxer briefs and exit the closet.Celine is already in the bed, braiding her long hair for the night. I carefully approach the bed and slid under the sheets. I lie down next to her. Soon she has her hair done and turns off the bedside lamp.”Come here, baby” I murmur, my voice dropping as I pull her toward me.She nestles close, her head finding its perfect spot on my shoulder while her arm curls around my waist. I turn to press a soft, lingering kiss to her forehe
Sebastian, help me, how do I shift back? I yelp.Relax babe, breathe. Just close your eyes, imagine your delicious body, all naked and ready for me.. Okay now I’m horny and panicked. But I try. I close my eyes, take a deep breath and imagine my legs and hands…and I feel like nothing happens. I ope
SebastianThe last couple of weeks have been the best of my life. I love living with Ashton.It feels incredible to fall asleep while holding him and waking up with him. He usually climbs on top of me during his sleep so I’m usually under him when the alarm goes off. Even if I’m sleeping on my stom
We head towards the Alpha family's table and there are no available seats next to each other.Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but now I physically am not able to sit apart from Sebastian. So, he orders his brother to move. "What the fuck Seb, why can't you sit over there?" Aiden grumbles. Seb
In less than a second, I'm flipped on my back and Sebastian is settled between my legs and he has pinned my arms above my head. "Careful babe, you do not want to start something you can not finish" He whispers in my neck and nibbles the spot where his mark will be. A low moan slips from my lips."







