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“So far, we have not encountered anything too terrible. Marietta can help too, but we need to hurry. I think we found our reason and possibly a solution to our situation. And…if we are right, we are on a deadline.”She jumps back from the window as I lift Marietta in, then follow my mate through the
105 - BenArriving back at the packhouse is surreal. Elara’s pack, our pack has been so sufficient in recovering from this attack that the only sign of a problem is the teetering and singed packhouse itself.There is no one else lying around injured, no cries for help or panic. Coven and Pack member
“Ben, this is amazing!” Trevor, a pack warrior, claps me on the back as we step through the main doors.“It’s not done, but it’s good enough to house everyone.” I shrug and look around for Marge and Maggie. Spotting them with a group of younger witches, I call out, “Marge! I need your help.” And jog
104 - BenI am going to lose my mind. She will be the death of me for sure. I would prefer to die buried inside her than worrying about what she is doing inside the crumbling packhouse with Brianna. I have been standing guard over Jason and Juliette for over an hour now. The steam has finally stoppe
“I’m not sure what to do.” I say over my shoulder to Brianna. “The window felt right, but nothing here does.” I feel stupid. The magic looks so easy when the witches use it, and I don’t know why I thought it would be easy for me to spot it or feel it or whatever with the amount of time I have spent
103 - ElaraShe follows me wordlessly. I feel like I am finally getting to the heart of what has been going on in my pack. As we move towards the wreckage, I feel my pulse increase. Maybe now I will get some real answers.“Do you feel a safe way in?” I ask over my shoulder, still prowling the perime
“Mmm. The ‘please’... uh…oh, or your name?”“Rrrrrr, f*ck! Both. I like it when you beg me.” He reaches up and grabs my chin, dragging his thumb over my lips. “But I f*cking love the way my name falls off of these lips. F*ck! Come for me baby.”It’s like he has the switch that turns on my cl*t. He
“I don’t want you to ever change. This is your required sleepwear for the rest of your life.” She wraps her arms around my neck pulling me in for a tender kiss.“As much as I really want to indulge this,” She sways her hips back and forth over my d*ck and I groan. “You need to relax…”“I can relax,
“It’s not that. I hate how much I like it when she’s bossy.” He laughs as we follow and try to reach out to Emily again. I know her parents are out here, they are better suited to tracking her by proximity. A parent can feel their child’s presence, but they have no idea. Something is blocking he
90 - RykerI rest my forehead to hers, breathing heavily. I have no idea what just came over me and I am still shaking. Clearly my body understood what needed to be done because I’m pretty sure that my soul left my body.“See, nothing to be afraid of.” She whispers, playing with the hair at the na







