I used to tease Logan that he and Aurelia couldn’t be left alone in his office, or they’d get no work done because of all their fucking. He would flip me off and tell me to wait. I fully understand why none of my friends share an office space with their mates, and I don’t think I can do this. My lab at the office is spacious when it’s just me, but with Persephone in here, I feel like I’m in a closet. She’s both too far and too close. It wouldn’t be a big deal if this were my bunker lab. I could touch Persephone as much as she’d let me without worrying about someone watching and what it could do to her future in this industry. But we are in the Silvercloud HQ, and I don’t want to do anything that risks the reason she’s here. She didn’t come here to find her mate. She came here for this opportunity with my company. So despite what Jaci and I want, I’ve tried to ignore her scent and the pull of the bond. I’m both grateful and annoyed that Shikoba sent that text that interrupted our kis
It was rather endearing that Jonathan kept forgetting Mila’s name. I don’t even care if he does so intentionally or not. She can eat her heart out. I may mean that literally because he’s mine. She’s a werewolf, so she better start respecting that. If she doesn’t, we are going to have serious problems. ‘You know what would put her in her place.’ Sara commented as we entered a little bistro a couple of blocks from the office. ‘Kicking her ass?’ I offered. ‘Well, that could help. But the best way to get any she-wolf to leave our mate alone is to mark him.’ Sara licked her lips. I couldn’t help it. I looked at Jonathan’s neck and tried to picture a mark there. I’m Beta by blood, but he is a Delta. So, whose mark would it be? Would his neck bear the Fayte dove, or would it be his family’s mark? That made me ponder his family’s mark, and more than that, I wanted to know more about him. I only know a little from what others have told me. “What’s your family like?” I found myself b
Shit, shit, shit! I quickly got up from the booth as my future ran out the door dragging her sister behind her. Scott at least had the self-awareness to look remorseful. “I…” He opened his mouth but quickly shut it when I glared at him. “You pick up the tab. I need to chase down my mate and hope to Goddess that she forgives me.” I growled, jabbing my finger into Scott’s chest. “And you get to answer to Logan for your slip.” My identity is supposed to be a fucking secret. It has been that way since I launched the company. The only way someone outside the pack finds out who I am is because they are mated to someone in the pack. The only tiny sliver of gratification I got was how pale Scott turned when I said he’d have to answer to Logan. ‘She’s our mate, and your dumbass couldn’t find time in the conversation, like when she asked about your family to mention you’re Silvercloud?’ Jaci scolded me. ‘If you ruined things with our mate, I’m not forgiving you, and we are beating Scott so ba
I will blame the mate bond, and it was screwing my emotions. It’s the only explanation I have for my strong reactions to things that are not me. There was a logical reason he went by Weaver at the office. And it makes a lot of sense. People would treat him differently if they knew he was Silvercloud. For example, Reed would undoubtedly have a 180 change of attitude. He’s damn lucky Jonathan is as easygoing as Kurt and Isis said. I can’t imagine any other boss, undercover or not, would accept that kind of treatment. And while it might make jerks like him rethink their treatment of Jonathan, it would also make bitches like Mila fawn over him more than they already do. That girl was getting on my last nerve. At least THREE times after lunch, she “accidentally” came to our lab and needed directions. Every time I had to clench my jaw not to speak or growl or, more likely, snarl at the bitch. It’s good that I heal because I’ve dug my nails into my palms in sheer frustration. Each time Jona
When we stepped out of the elevator, I’d been excited to leave and spend time with Persephone far from the office. But, of course, that was impeded by Shikoba. The other staff that saw her snag me by the collar probably assumed I was in trouble for something. While no one in the building but Shikoba and now Persephone knows who I am, they all know that Shikoba is the eyes and ears of the mysterious Silvercloud. “Want to tell me what’s going on with the intern?” Shikoba signed as she narrowed her eyes at me. “Not really.” I shrugged and signed back to keep our conversation private. Usually, if she is dealing with someone, it’s done through a text-to-speech device I designed for her. I’m working on a side project at the moment, which, if Shikoba is down, would involve an implant in her brain that would instead take her thoughts, and the computer would speak them, eliminating her from even having to type. It will be groundbreaking once I get it perfected. “Right, because you randomly
Riding in Jonathan’s Aston Martin DB5 erased all my troubles about Mila from my mind. Hard to think about annoying bitches that want my mate when I’m in a car like this. And while it was fun to tease him about him coming to Incubi, I never even considered that an option. If I were in line to be Beta of Nebrodi, I’d have fought for my rank. But I don’t have a rank and wouldn’t dream of taking him away from his role as Delta.Every trouble I had melted away on the drive back to Bloodmoon. Nothing else mattered between being in this car and talking about our future. I was excited to get to the packhouse because we’d let others know we were mates. I’ll have to video call my family back in Sicily. I would say I don’t know who will be more excited at this news, but I already knew it would be André.
I felt terrible for Hana. Honestly, I do, but at the same time, she knows I’m not her mate, and I can’t and won’t fault Persephone for what she did. Show me a werewolf who would shrug off someone throwing themselves at their mate, especially their unmarked mate, and I’ll show you that you’re really on a movie set, and it’s just make-believe. No werewolf would be chill about that. Mila was bad enough trying to touch and flirt with me. But she didn’t push the limit of Persephone’s patience by trying to kiss me. Even if I knew Hana would kiss my cheek, Persephone didn’t. I’m glad Logan and Aurelia didn’t get angry at Persephone. Not that I’d have expected Aurelia to, she was the first person to put Hana in her place. Plus, she’s had to put horny bitches in their place when it comes to Logan. She understands all too well that you can’t let others try to force themselves between you and your mate. And while it’s a hard lesson, it’s one Hana needs to learn. So I might have left Persephone
I now have one more reason to want Mila dead. And while Logan and Jonathan are not as concerned that she even knows him as Jonny Weaver, I am. She upped her flirting after he introduced himself. She’s fixated on him, and I don’t like it. And no, it’s not just because he’s MINE, and I will cut a bitch for trying to get between us. Knowing who he is, not just to the company but to Bloodmoon, makes him a high-profile target. Then add in finding out she’s from the pack that destroyed his pack. Yeah, so many red flags are waving. At least Logan and Jonathan had plans to monitor her. I remember Cillian from the war in Sicily. He was with the others from Bloodmoon, looking for his mate. I don’t remember if he found one, but I know he fought well. He didn’t get himself in trouble like that guy, Clement. I wonder what happened to him after he came back to Bloodmoon. Not enough to ask or look for him. “I’ll also ask Shikoba to impose additional restrictions on Mila’s access to the building. I