FAZER LOGINThe tension in the dining hall rose considerably after King's unfortunate comment, while Gracie was completely mortified that King had said exactly what she was feeling and thinking.Callum, on the other hand, looked at him as though he wanted to rip his eyes out.He squeezed the mug he was holding so tightly that it shattered with a loud crack.King laughed loudly."Did I hurt your feelings, boy?" Tiberius King asked sarcastically.Callum stared at him for half a second before deciding it was a great idea to grab his bowl of oatmeal and throw it at King, who didn't move out of the way in time.When the oatmeal hit King, it splattered not only all over him but also over Breccan, who was sitting nearby. He stood up in outrage, shouting a string of curses, all of them describing what he would do to Callum.King grabbed his own bowl of oatmeal and threw it at Callum, who almost managed to dodge it, only getting grazed on the shoulder. Gracie quickly stood up and moved out of the line of
When her gaze fell upon Henry's figure at the bottom of the stairs, Gracie couldn't stop her heart from skipping a beat.Callum tightened his grip on her hand."Are you all right?" he asked.The heightened hearing of werewolves was terribly inconvenient, she thought."Yes."As they descended the stairs, Henry made no effort to hide his gaze, staring intensely into her eyes. When they reached the bottom step, they stopped in front of the trio."My lady, Taylor, Turner," Callum greeted them.The trio greeted them as well. After that, Callum fixed his gaze on Henry."Will you be joining us for breakfast?""Yes. That sounds like a great idea," Henry replied."Turner, could you accompany Gracie to the dining hall for breakfast? I'd like to speak privately with Mr. Taylor."James nodded and accompanied the two females to breakfast. He didn't look back. He didn't want to get involved in romantic disputes. The gods knew he already had more than enough problems of his own.When the two males w
A few days later.He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the sunlight streaming into his chambers.Lance could hardly believe he had done it. He was the Supreme Alpha now, at least temporarily. The ascension ceremony was still yet to come.He inhaled and caught the scent of what he had done the night before lingering in the air.The female he had brought with him the previous night threw one leg over him beneath the sheets. He looked at her. She was a redhead.Her eyes were closed now, but they were a striking shade of blue. She also had a slender figure and large breasts. He remembered the night before. He had stayed up late going through all those papers concerning the Island's birth records and marriage petitions. He didn't know how John had managed that part of the work. He had also been worried about the frequent vampire attacks in Danerold. Many wolf families lived there, but even with such a large wolf population, children were still appearing in the streets drained
Henry couldn't keep his mind focused on the road as he rode. He kept thinking about Chase Castle and everything that had happened.Damn it. Lance was now the Supreme Alpha. Even if it was only temporary, Henry wanted to throw up.He was furious about the whole situation, and for about three hours now, he had been imagining killing Lance in cruel and extremely satisfying ways. But for now, he followed what James had said.They couldn't do anything against Lance now, not without putting Helena's safety at risk. He knew her secret, and not even they could protect her from the laws of the Island.Of course, Henry was in favor of killing him before he had the chance to tell anyone, before he went through the Supreme Alpha ritual where he would receive the iron chain. Once the leaders took the oath, Lance would gain an enormous amount of power, even if only partially. With the oaths of the other Alphas, the Supreme Alpha received tremendous powers.The first to discover the power of the Alp
Helena felt herself being pulled along and allowed herself to be carried away by that mysterious and surprising wave of pleasure his fingers caused inside her. She closed her eyes and lost herself in those intoxicating waves of lust. Her heart was pounding, not from fear. She was far from that now. She was floating through the unfamiliar territory that was James Turner. She pushed herself forward, moving her hips upward, wanting more of him inside her.Suddenly, she felt him withdraw his fingers, and for a moment, she regretted it—until she felt his moist lips kissing her, touching her, savoring her.She gasped, her legs trembling from the pleasure that invaded and overwhelmed her. She ended up closing her legs in response to the sensations that were becoming so overpowering. She felt his hands opening her legs. Although they were firm and rough, she realized he wasn't forcing her open but guiding her to do so, gently."Open yourself for me, beautiful."She gasped and opened herself,
Her words set him ablaze, making him intoxicated by her. James inhaled and moved his hips, pressing himself against the inside of her thighs. Her gray eyes gazed at him, while her hands held the face of that incredibly handsome man. James kept one arm braced against the bed and lowered his other hand to her thigh, caressing it at first, feeling the softness of her skin, its silky smoothness. Then he slid his hand behind her knees, using both hands to lift her leg higher. Helena already had her legs wrapped around James's waist, and when he pulled her closer, she felt the strength of his erection.Their lips touched, and a powerful energy coursed through them. James felt the overwhelming need to possess her tearing him apart. He moved his hips more, rubbing himself against her, and savored those sweet lips as a wave of pleasure and need consumed him.He needed to be inside her as soon as possible, but he wasn't going to rush it.Helena felt the pressure of James's erection, stretching







