Theo My jaw ticked, my ears catching something faint in the distance. I didn't react, knowing our little mate would panic. I moved before she noticed, uncapping the syringe and jabbed Dane's thigh, returning beside Xavier. He rose a curious brow at me as I tossed the needle. It'll control his rut. I mindlinked to him. Xav smirked, amused. For how long? A few hours, hopefully. My eyes fell to their waists, seeing the erection press against Rose's stomach, frowning slightly. It should have already started to work... "Dane," I called softly, smirking at him as he dragged himself away from Rose to glare at me, her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving. "It's late," I noted, tilting my chin to the covered window of the lounge that overlooked the mountain. Dane scowled at me, his dark eyes burning with need, but finally, the sedative took hold and the green leeched through. Xav grinned at Rose, seeing her confused expression as she looked across us, sensing somethi
Theo moved quietly, his blue eyes focused as he prepared to draw a small vial of blood from me. Xavier's large hand rubbed my thigh reassuringly, tucking me slightly deeper into his chest as he sat me on his lap on the couch of the lounge room. "If you're freaking out about Jordan, I'll spank you," he murumed in my ear, teasing, but his voice still rough with anger. I shivered slightly, the noise not unpleasant. "A-Are you sure this is safe? If my blood made them go crazy like you said..." I trailed off, Theo giving me a look. "I'm not risking you until I know for certain what's causing the reaction," he said, Xav watching him like a hawk over my shoulder. "Jordan already pushed it tonight - if you weren't unmarked, we'd all be hunting right now." The calm, casual way he said it sent a violent chill through me. A promise laced within the words. Dane hummed from the corner of the loungeroom, leant against the wall, watching all of us and his eyes partly glazed. "And you
"It's almost time," the words were slurred, Mr. Stormbrooke's grey eyes, glazed with something more than bloodlust. He wiped his knuckles, bloody and split from my teeth and bone, stumbling slightly as he stepped back. I tried to move, a small cry leaving me as pain ricocheted like lighting, nearly every part of me agonising and broken. "Shut up," Jordan growled, stuffing a rag into my mouth, my body jerking from the force. He stepped away, shaking his barely conscious mother, the wooden chair she sat on creaked in protest as much as much as she did. Justine's eyes rolled unfocused, occasionally settling on me, a moment of clarity striking them and she'd pause in waiting before the glaze would take over. Mr. Stormbrooke lent against the wall, a hunger breaking through in his eyes every time they moved across my naked, broken body. Jordan did something in the corner I couldn't see. "So, who goes first?" Stormbrooke asked, his voice tight, impatient. Jordan laugh
Dane's tongue tangled with mine, his hands wrapping my thighs and he lifted me, my legs circling instantly around his waist. I found myself melting into him, a soft moan in my throat and my fingers slid through his thick curls, gripping him to me. "Were you a good girl for Xavier?" He rumbled, nibbling my bottom lip and making me squirm with desire in his arms. A hardness pressed between my legs, but he did nothing about it, just squeezed me gently, waiting for my answer. "I think I was," I muttered back, my lips moving against his. He chuckled, easily pulling away just enough to look at Xav for confirmation. He tilted his head at me, a smile tugging at his lips. "She was," he confirmed, his voice light. "That's our girl," Theo grinned as he stole me almost instantly, his smile cheeky and charming. "How was shopping, princess?" He asked quietly, kissing across my cheek. I smiled, nervous but excited. "Good, Xav got me some really pretty things." I glanced sh
We didn't stay much longer, Xav left me ith Lisa for a few more minutes before he'd found me, picked me up - literally - and then marched to the car like he was staking a claim. Letting anyone who watched know. The drive home was quiet. One of his hands wrapped the wheel, the other resting on my thigh, his fingers twitching every few moments, as if he was reminding himself I was there. I interlaced our fingers, bringing them up and kissed his knuckles. I swear I smelt blood, but I couldn't find any and he didn't say anything, just gave me a tight smile that didn't relax until we pulled into the garage. "Stay here," he said quietly, slipping out the car, the mechanical sound of the garage door closing the only noise in the house. He flung the back open, unloading everything at the inner door that led to the hallway, his head swivelling for a moment before he vanished. I sat up straight, my head scanning the large stone room. "Xav?" My door opened, a scream building th
His growl rippled through me, a calling I couldn't ignore, and a fire I couldn't put out, started in my core. He chuckled darkly, seeming to notice and pulled back slowly, his lips lingering. "Soon enough, Tiny Brat," he murmured, my skin warming with arousal and slight embarassment. "We have one more stop." I rose a brow at him. "Oh?" I glanced, hinting at the overflowing cart. "We don't have enough?" The gold in his eyes shone, his lips quirking with a smile. "Not quite." The doors opened, though, instead of the third floor carpark I expected, it was the rooftop of the centre - covered with stalls, sellers and the smell of fresh fruit, vegetables and meat. My eyes widened as I took in the twilight market, Shifters of all Clans moving through the rows and stalls, browsing the enormous amount they had to offer. The soft hum of chatter, laughter and music tangled with the wonderful smells, creating a haze in my mind. Hanging farirylights illuminated the rows, Xav putt