We’d only gotten around the corner when André asked what I expected him to. “Did you know he was going to do that?”
“Yes. Stephen had brought up the idea to Collin and me. I warned him it might not go well. He’s, after all, a stranger to her. And a chosen mate is very different from a fated one. There is no instant spark and pull.” I shrugged.
“Instant spark, hmm? Is that what you’re going to call your intense attraction to me?” André teased, nudging me with a smirk on his lips. “I could make sparks if you want.” He winked.
I groaned, running a hand over my face. “Can you be professional for five minutes?” I sighed.
“I was professional for like twenty minutes back there.” He pointed over his shoulder with his thumb.
And yes, while dealing with the Madonie spies, he was professional.
“I mean with me. Just because we’re somewhat alone doesn’t mean everything is an innuendo. We have important things to be discussing and
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“The pain felt when their mate is even kissed by another is like having fire set to your bones. So imagine the pain a mate feels when the other is having sex with someone else?” I arched an eyebrow as I questioned him “Have you seen the bruises that form? I have.” I hated even thinking about it. “My old Alpha was older but just as horrible as yours. I saw the bruises on my Luna as my mother tried to treat her pain and help her survive it.” “Did you know that the pain can kill? I do because that’s how my birth pack lost our Luna. The pain was so great that her wolf died, and so did she.” I haven’t thought about Luna Juno’s death in several years. But I remember being hurried away from the house, catching a glimpse of my frail and broken Luna lying motionless on the guest bed. “Ignazio is killing your sister slowly by abusing the mate bond. The only saving grace she has is that he didn’t mark her. If he’d marked her, she’d never be able to e
Just when I don’t think Darren could get hotter, he goes and proves me wrong. Cause seriously, who wouldn’t find it hot to have your man not only claim you as his but threaten to cut out someone’s tongue for disrespecting you? Oh, are violent gestures, not your love language? Guess that’s just a D’Amore thing. I digress. Must focus. This is not an easy task with Darren being all sexy growly wolf next to me. The urge to kiss and fuck this man keeps escalating. And by escalating, I mean I’ve started thinking about gross stuff like Ignazio to avoid popping wood. I can have my way with Darren later. Or at least I hope so. He’s all business right now, and it’s hot. And I’m back to my original problem. I told him I could be professional and I was going to be. I want this war over quickly with as minor damage and death as possible. The sooner this war is over, the sooner Darren tells his family about us, and therefore
Somehow I was not surprised that Collin was taking bets. Not a fan that he was betting about me. I’ll be dealing with him later. Right now, I need to ensure Isis’s safety and then go fight. I do worry how many more waves of civilians will Ignazio send before actually sending warriors. Supposedly Gildo has been getting civilians out, so Ignazio will eventually notice what’s happening and be left with his actual warriors to send to fight. I wish we would have Stephen going with us. His ability to detect malice would have helped us know if we faced true enemies or forced enemies. But I think he’s got a more daunting task to deal with than battle. Amelia was at least willing to give us some information. I can hope that she will accept Stephen and his offer. I’m still surprised he made it, but who am I to tell him what to do? I’m not his mother. He can worry about how she’ll take this later. Much like I’ll have to worry about how my par
Finally, Ignazio is taking this war seriously. That or he’s running out of civilians to throw at us. Either way, it’s about time we faced some real opponents. It felt good to actually fight and only hold back enough to not kill. And honestly, a good fight always gets me in the mood. Unlike in the BD era, Before Darren, if you can’t keep up, I don’t have to ponder who I’ll focus my desires on for the night. I’m living in the AD era, which means I just need a place to take my mate. I obviously cannot take him to the villa. Even if Crista wasn’t in heat, I tend to not bring guys home since that first incident of Katrina walking in on us screwing. I can only imagine the ways bringing Darren to the villa could go wrong. I don’t need or want Persephone or Delilah walking in on us.Poor innocent Delilah shouldn’t be subjected to such debauchery as I have in mind. Persephone… eh. She’d make herself a nuisance and be a total cockblocker. And I’m hav
I had already assumed that whatever André had planned, it would not include business. I knew he wouldn’t take me to the villa, and as far as I was aware, he still lived at his father’s villa. Though I didn’t account for him taking me somewhere, that’s not my room at the town hall. I tried to distract my mind from considering where the hell he was taking me by focusing on the things I should be doing, like ensuring Isis’s safety. Of course, he had a better way of distracting me. ‘Fuck yes, he does. I am all for hand job distractions from our mate.’ Cardinal was licking his chops as André stroked my dick. ‘We should be returning the favor.’ Cardinal encouraged.And for once, I actually listened. Safety precautions out the window. Even if part of my logical brain said distracting the driver is a bad idea. I wanted to hear him growling and see him just as affected as I am. When we pulled up to a gate with an Italian sign, I
Best night EVER! Hot sex against a window, precious shower time, and snuggles all night. I usually need my sleep machine for a good night’s sleep. I know I joked when I met Darren I wanted to record his voice to replace my sleep machine.I take it back. Well, wait no, I don’t take that back. I still want a recording of Darren’s voice for possible nights he has to be away from me. But last night was the best sleep I’ve ever gotten. And I know it’s because Darren was in bed with me. The mate bond, the gentle thud of his heartbeat, and his warm, steady breath all culminated in helping me sleep better than ever. Now I also am not an early riser. I’m the night owl, while Katrina is the early bird. So it doesn’t surprise me that I open my eyes and look at the alarm clock on the soft gray nightstand to see it was almost nine. I frowned when I realized the space behind me was empty. A few thoughts crossed my mind, and one was wo
When I woke up before dawn, Cardinal tried to convince me to follow my usual morning routine. ‘Why would you want to go for a run when we are naked in bed with our mate?’ Cardinal scoffed as I tried to carefully dislodge myself from André. ‘You know I need a routine. I like my routine. You never bitched about my morning runs when I slipped out of Sheila’s bed or when I was still in the SEALs.’ I pointed out. ‘Duh, because Sheila wasn’t our mate. André is. We should stay in bed with him. Maybe wake him up for some morning sex. You know you enjoyed last night. And enjoyed it more than any other sexual experience.’ Cardinal taunted. I sighed, looking at André, the streak of blue hair hanging flat fanned over his peaceful face. I’m not going to argue with Cardinal about last night. My mind is still wrapping itself around what happened. But I have already accepted that I’m André’s and he’s mine. And of course, sex with a mate will be better t
I really wish reality would stop intruding on my happy little bubble. Drinking coffee, enjoying breakfast, and talking about the future with Darren was perfect. I was already dreaming up where we would live. Obviously, we can’t live here at the Night Haven. But there are places in the area we could rent or even buy. Then again, I don’t know what papa has planned for the future. Whenever Tiberius wakes up, I know Katrina and Tiberius will take over Nebrodi. So, when this is over, Darren and I may have to move to Madonie. I don’t know what the housing market looks like there. I do know I will not live in the same place Ignazio did. That place should be burned. Not enough disinfectant cleaners in the world for that. But I’m sure Darren and I will figure it out wherever we end up. I can just imagine house hunting with him. He’ll be all practical, and I’ll just fall in love with a place, not caring if it needs to be fixed up or does