MasukMalcom couldn’t take his eyes off of Poppy.
She was perfect, everything he ever hoped for and then some.
Currently, she was sitting with her nose pressed to the window of one of his private planes. Her short curls had been pulled into a half-up, half-down confection of two pigtails at the top of her head, tied with demure white ribbons. She was wearing a light blue dress that was long enough to cover her assets, but short en
Melissa couldn’t believe her eyes. For over a month, she’d been relentlessly looking for the woman standing before.Poppy was the same, but also… different. And not just because of the drastic hair cut. There was something else about her.“I’ve been so worried!” Melissa reached back out an grabbed Poppy again, crushing her in another hug, “God. I didn’t know what had happened to you! No one would tell me…”For a moment they just held each other. Melissa felt her tears running down her cheeks, but she didn’t care. Poppy was here. She was alive. She was, for all visible purposes anyway, well.“You have to tell me everything.” Sniffling, Melissa pulled back to look at her friend again. She had to admit that Poppy looked good; better than she had in a long time.“Same!” Poppy’s eyes were red from crying, &ld
Poppy was trying hard to settle into this new life. To be honest, she was partially waiting to wake up and find this was all some strange dream and partially waiting for someone to jump out from behind a curtain and laugh about how she’d been pranked.The people around her all seemed nice, but they all expected something of her; she just wasn’t quite sure what, exactly.Myrna was usually communicative about the Lycan culture and expectations, but she was focused on organizing the mating ceremony. Like an over caffeinated humming bird.She’d pop in for a moment, then whoosh! Gone before Poppy could formulate a question.Malcom wasn’t much better. Apparently, there was a lot to running a multibillion dollar company plus a multinational clan of a secret species that was trying to blend into the human world.It didn’t help that any time Malcom and Poppy were alone, they usua
Callum was struggling to concentrate on the information Owen sent him. All he could think about was his mate.She was beautiful.She was alive.He hadn’t expected her to agree to the change right away. But as soon as she said yes, had bitten her. Almost immediately, she had slipped into a comma, her body shaking with fever as his DNA infiltrated her system, rewriting her genetic code. For days, she had had lingered between life as Lycan or death.The wait had been excruciating.But when she woke up, when her beautiful hazel eyes, his world snapped back into place. Everything was going to be alright.And then she had shifted.It took them both by surprise, but he was so proud of how well she handled the transition.Her wolf was perfect: small, blonde fur.He was on the verge of changing with her when she suddenly slippe
Poppy’s head was spinning. They had barely landed in the heart of the Gaelach Úr Clan when Myrna grabbed her and swept her away for “planning”.It was disconcerting.Poppy was tired from the travel, the excitement of flying for the first time. And from all that Malcom had done to her on the plane.After she had given him her first ever blow job, he had returned the favor.Malcom had lifted her off her knees and kissed her soundly.“Ye taste like me, lass.” He murmured into her lips as he slipped a hand under her skirts.Poppy had moaned as his hand honed in on her sensitive clit over her panties.“Ye are soaking wet.” He kissed his way down her neck as he slipped a finger under her panties and played with her, rubbing circles on her nub, “Do ye like sucking off yer daddy?”“Oh yes,” she sighed as she leaned
Henry snarled as he paced his office. This was quickly becoming a shit show.Why did Malcom have to find his Fated Mate at his birthday party of all times? They were so close! He had planned everything out perfectly.Natalia had been the perfect choice for Malcom. As a female alpha mated to a male alpha, their child would have been one of the strongest Lycans ever.When Natalia had been born, the labor took almost three days. His Luna, his mate, was a weak omega, and the pup was an alpha. Someone so small as she had been, an omega, could rarely carry or birth an alpha pup safely. She survived the birth but the doctor advised she not try to have another one.Henry had agreed. He had played the dotting father and husband during the recovery time.But inside he was seething. He hadn’t known his mate was an omega until after the agreement had been made. Backing out would have caused a war, financia
Melissa was in and out of consciousness. Sometimes she was lucid enough to figure out what was going on around her. Other times, she was holding conversations with flying pigs.The truly scary part, she struggled to differentiate between the two. Were the flying pigs real or the handsome man by her bedside? She vaguely recalled Callum talking about DNA, a different race called the Lycans: people who could become wolves because of some blessing by the moon goddess? It was hard to piece together what really happened and what she dreamt.She recalled him telling her that Lycans had healing abilities humans didn’t. That becoming a Lycan could save her life. That he could save her.The word death was thrown around a lot. It flashed in and out of her mind as she talked with Callum and the flying pigs.Was she really dying? Is that why all this was happening?That thought was enough to break through whatever fog she was in and she had
Poppy woke up with a start. For a moment, she couldn’t remember what happened. Then it all came crashing back: Malcom, getting caught in the floor, falling into the bakery… Mrs. Crist was going to be furious. But as she looked around,
The familiar blaring of her alarm startled Poppy awake at 3:30 that morning. She stretched, and slapped the off button before sitting up.Yawning, Poppy raised her arms above her head and then froze. Arms?With a yelp of surprise, Poppy jumped out of her bed, which was still f
Malcom listened with growing unease as Alistair and Adam, his top lawyer, went through the material contract that Henry Reacher and the council had drafted.It was nothing shy of a coup.He had assumed, apparently incorrectly, that the whole point of the mating was to consolidat
For a long while, Poppy felt like she was floating in darkness. Sometimes, she felt like she was on fire, but when that passed, it was just the darkness again. She was not sure what was going on. Occasionally, she thought she heard voices around her, but the warm cocoon of the inky blackness a







