LOGINAriel bursts out laughing and gestures out to the rest of the roof. “Of all the interference to our plans, you’re going to point out this tiny, adorable, sleeping infant pup as the problem!?” Both boys look down at the little dark-haired baby, whose amber eyes flicker open to betray her mother’s w
Jesse sighs, glancing at his watch and then looking to the door, an undrunk glass of champagne in his hand. “Where the hell is your damn sister?” “Your damn cousin,” Rafe murmurs, draining his glass and then pouring himself another. “You’d better stop that,” Jesse says, turning his head to Rafe
She goes still for a moment and then laces her fingers with his, squeezes his hand. “We’re not dating or anything,” she snaps. “Just…because you got all rejected and stuff. I didn’t come running up here just because you’re single – I thought you were going to die –“ “Sure, you didn’t,” Jesse says,
“I love you, Jesse,” Midnight whispers, watching him, her little mouth trembling, her entire body feeling weak. “I love you too, Mids,” he replies. “Always.” She nods once. And then disappears. Midnight fights hard against her emotions as she flits through the castle, moving back and forth bet
“I’m saying,” Midnight says, freely crying now, cupping Jesse’s face in her tiny hands. “That I – I don’t want to have your pups, Jesse. Ever. Ever. I don’t want them.” She shakes her head, vehement. “I think I’d be a bad mom. I’d leave them at the grocery store and forget they were there. I – I jus
She has to admit though…the stars are a pleasant addition. Midnight’s wolf gives a little worried howl, sprawled out in her soul, her little legs too weak to carry her much or far these days. But Midnight smiles a little and strokes a mental hand over her wolf’s fur, pleased to see her free and cl
“Ella!” my dad calls again, pounding on the door. “What’s going on!?”“It’s nothing, Dominic!” mom snaps back, turning to glare at the door that she’s got her back pressed against, like dad can see her expression through it. “We just need a minute! For girl stuff!”There’s a long pause outside of th
“I was embarrassed,” he says, looking away from me again. “Because…when I came to the city and started watching TV, people of course talked about sex casually – that husbands and wives did it, and mates, and boyfriends and girlfriends. But…they talked about it like it was this big thing – especially
I look seriously up into my father’s green eyes, my stomach turning over with anxiety.“Never, ever,” my father growls, “let a man raise his voice at you like that again. Do you hear me?” I can hear the anger rolling in him now – anger that I can tell he’s been tucking away for my sake.Tears spring
“But he didn’t mark me,” I whisper.“But he might,” Luca says, his brows going up.And I don’t say anything – not a word. Because honestly, this morning? If Jackson had offered me his mark, I’d have taken it. It was that intense, that real between us. It always has been.But…how can I tell Luca that







