Mag-log inLucasIt’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
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
AshtonI’m standing next to Sebastian, looking at us from the mirror in our living room. I thought I would be nervous, but I’m not. I’m so ready for this.We were made for this. Cassian murmurs.We are wearing matching black suits. Sebastian has a crispy white dress shirt, I have a black one. We op
”You look so handsome dear” my aunt Mary exclaims.She’s here with her mate George. Next to George is sitting a young man I have never met before.”Oh, George you need to introduce Henry and Ashton” my aunt tells, looking at her mate.”Yes, that was my plan dear” George gently smiles at my aunt.”A
”Babe” I begin.”Yes love” Ashton replies and turns his head to look at me. ”What are you thinking?” I ask.”Well, right now I’m just enjoying this moment of tranquility, not much on my mind” he sighs. ”Do you..want to talk about this week..?” I gently ask. Ashton sits up and turns fully towards







