FAZER LOGINBut he was pulling away.He turned away from her bed. He couldn’t look at her anymore. Because if he looked at her, he would lose control. If he looked at her face and saw the desire there, he would go back to her."Good night, Gwen," he said quietly.His voice was rough. Strained. Raw with need.It was the most difficult thing he’d ever said.He walked out of the room without waiting for her response.He closed the door behind him and gripped the door frame. His entire body was shaking with the effort of control. His forehead was against the wood. His breathing was ragged.His dick was still hard. Still aching. Still desperate.And he had to walk back to his own room knowing what he’d just done. Knowing what he’d tasted. Knowing what was waiting for him.***In her bed, Gwen lay stunned.She couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t process what had just happened.Had that been real? Had he actually been in her room? Had his mouth actually been on her?It felt real. His tongue had felt
Every instinct he had was screaming at him to go to her. To replace her hand with his mouth. To taste her. To claim her. To mark her as his.Killian’s voice echoed in his mind: Control yourself.But the control was slipping. Fragmenting. Breaking apart with each sound she made.He couldn’t stand it anymore.He moved toward her bed.His movements were controlled but intense, as if he was fighting against himself with every step. He was trying to move slowly, trying to move carefully, but every part of him wanted to move fast, wanted to rush to her, wanted to claim her immediately.He reached the edge of her bed and stopped.He looked down at her, at her spread legs, at her hand between them, at the obvious signs of her arousal.He could feel Draven clawing at him, desperate to claim her. But he held on. Not yet. Not like this. She needed to be awake when he claimed her. She needed to consent. She needed to understand.Even as his wolf fought him for control, Cassian knew his brother wa
The night was heavy with silence in Cassian’s private room within the Fenwick quarters.He lay on his bed fully clothed, his body tense despite the late hour. Sleep wasn’t coming. His mind was too active. His body was too restless. Draven was pacing inside him like a caged animal, unable to settle, unable to find peace.The tension had been building all day. Since the breakfast service. Since watching her hands shake as she poured his coffee. Since smelling her arousal when they’d simply looked at her across the dining hall. Since knowing that his brothers were seducing her just as deliberately as he was, and his turn would come soon.He stared at the ceiling of his darkened room, his hands clasped behind his head. His cock was already half-hard just from his thoughts. From memories of her body during the contract. From fantasies about what he wanted to do to her now that she was here, on Greywatch territory, within his reach.The clock on the wall showed nearly midnight. Most of the
She was naked in the dream. Completely exposed. Completely vulnerable.A mouth on her breast....sucking, tasting. The sensation was electric. Her back arched involuntarily. She gasped at the intensity of it. Teeth grazed her nipple gently before the mouth covered it completely, tongue circling, drawing her into a deeper state of arousal.Another mouth between her legs...tongue inside her, tasting her, claiming her. The sensation made her thighs tremble. She could feel herself getting wetter. Could feel the heat building between her legs. Could feel the intensity of whoever was there, completely focused on her pleasure and her submission.Hands on her hips. Hands on her back. Hands on her thighs. Hands everywhere. Touching and gripping."Which one of us does she want first?" A voice that sounded like Barrett. Playful, possessive and hungry."She wants all of us," A voice that sounded like Killian."She’s ours," A voice that sounded like Cassian. Raw. Feral. Desperate.And then there wa
Gwen found Emma in the omega quarters’ common area, sitting alone with a cup of tea that had long gone cold.The evening had settled over Greywatch like a heavy blanket. The formal ceremony had concluded hours ago. The alphas had dispersed to their various quarters. The compound had settled into the quieter rhythms of night preparation.Emma looked up when Gwen approached, and her kind eyes immediately showed concern."Gwen," Emma said, setting down her tea cup. "Come. Sit with me."Gwen sank into the chair across from her friend. She needed to talk to someone. She needed to say the things out loud that had been spinning in her mind since everything had become so confusing and overwhelming that she couldn’t process it alone anymore.Emma studied her face for a long moment, her expression shifting from concern to understanding."Something’s happening with the Fenwick alphas," Emma said. It wasn’t a question.Gwen’s face flushed immediately, and that was answer enough."Talk to me," Emm
Killian was quiet for a moment."That’s the first thing you should have led with," Killian said, and there was something almost like approval in his voice. "Not protection of the omega. But protection of her family. That shows you understand what matters to her. That shows you understand that she would never abandon someone she loves."He moved closer to the desk, his posture becoming more formal."We will pay for her mother’s care," Killian said simply. "All costs. Medical. Housing. Everything. For as long as her mother lives. That’s not negotiation. That’s fact. It’s non-negotiable because it matters to our mate, and therefore it matters to us."Duncan felt something loosen in his chest slightly. It wasn’t much, but it was something."Then here’s what I need from you," Duncan said, his voice taking on the tone of a negotiator. "You stay within pack law while you’re on Greywatch territory. You don’t claim her formally here. You don’t mark her. You let her come to understanding gradua







