André chuckled, squeezing my hand. “Oh, you poor thing. And I mean, I honestly couldn’t tell you where Oregon or Washington are on a map. I know they are in America.”
I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, I might need to educate you on the states.” I sighed as we entered the elevator.
“Seems fair. You educate me on your country, and I’ll educate you on mine.” André shrugged.
“Now, I’m sure Alpha Logan and Beta John won’t notice the glitter.” He smiled, leading the way to his office.
Somehow I doubt I would be so lucky. And well, once I got the video call pulled up on the wall-mounted TV, I prepared for the worst.
Alpha Logan and Beta John came on the screen, Alpha Logan sitting at his desk with John standing slightly behind him on the left. “Darren, why the fuck are you covered in glitter?” Alpha Logan instantly greeted.
“Collin and Kurt thought it was necessary to explode glitter poppers at me when I arrived this morning to celebrate finding
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I couldn’t believe it when I heard it. Maybe the Kinsley brothers were joking, trying to mess with Darren. But I didn’t see any humor in the handsome faces of the Kinsley men. Which damn, they are an attractive set of brothers. John is clean-shaven and proper in the best kind of way. Then Logan has this wild man look with the scruffy face and casual clothes. Both work for each man, and you can just tell they would be a wild ride. ‘Will you stop thinking about the Kinsley wolves. We have a mate.’ Duilio rolled his eyes at me. ‘I’m not thinking about them like that. I can’t touch, but I can appreciate good-looking men even if mated. Plus, both Kinsley men have mates.’ I rolled my eyes right back. And besides, I’m more focused on what John said about Katrina. She could get a WOLF! I couldn’t contain how happy that made me. We hurried to the hospital, where I knew I’ll find my sister until Tiberius had been discharged. This is
My things cannot get here fast enough. I know my family packed my apartment up and shipped everything for me. I’m very grateful to them. I wish they’d sent my clothes first, like express. I have nothing against André’s clothes. I really don’t. André’s clothes are of good quality and look good on him. The issue is they are very much not my style, and I only brought a few days’ worths of clothes since I had come here for war. And obviously wouldn’t have brought my swim trunks. It’s a good thing I love him, and he was just messing with me. Because there was no way in hell, I was wearing those god-awful speedo, thongs, whatever you want to call them. I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing those anywhere. I was thankful that he didn’t actually expect me to wear those. I was caught off guard by his declaration. I know of the last few days he’s been using what he called training plugs during sex. When I agreed to let him us
“In a hurry or something?” I arched an eyebrow noticing how fast André was driving. “I love my family. I do. But yes, I’m in a hurry to get to the Night Haven. I have plans for you tonight, and I’m not going to let them get derailed because my family suckered us into staying so late we just want to sleep.” André smirked. “And I derail your plans?” I countered. After all, this is my ass that we’re talking about. And there’s a massive difference between the size of one of those plugs and his dick. “You are the only one that can. You know I won’t do something you don’t want. But trust me, Tesoro Mio, you will be begging me for it before I give it to you.” He winked. “When have I ever begged you?” I countered. This man is something else. “I seem to remember a few moans of please André coming from those lips the other night when I kept edging you.” He countered smugly. Fuck. Okay, André has me there. “Okay, so ther
Last night was AMAZING. I’m not sure which I like better fucking him or getting fucked by him. Coin toss, as both feel so damn good. And he can’t tell me he didn’t enjoy it because I have eyes and ears, but the bond also told me just how much he was into it. I was sad knowing it was our last time doing it here. I’m not even sure where we will be staying in Madonie. Cause I know, I am not sleeping in any rooms that Icky Iggy has been in. There was no big farewell or anything as we left. Just me and Darren in my car with the trunk and backseat packed with mostly my stuff. Darren still only has a duffle worth of clothes till his things arrive from the states. I smirked as I shuffled through my playlist and hit play on Kiss by Prince. Darren groaned, running his hand over his face. “Seriously? You are not going to constantly play Prince songs, right?” He arched a concerned brow at me. “Maybe. But come on, I like this song. It’s a
Our first week unofficially running Madonie has been chaos, to say the least. There are so many people here that lost families, homes, and businesses because of Ignazio. And I’ve been trying to get it all organized for André to address. It’s a good thing I have an organized military-like mind. I’ve been categorizing all the requests coming at us into three categories. High, medium, and low for urgency and importance. I’ve been trying to get a hold of Stephen and Amelia since André wants her to be his Gamma. But I have gotten no answer for a week. As I got his voicemail again, I sighed. “What the hell could happen for him to not answer his phone for a week?” I grumbled. “Oh, I could think of many reasons to not answer a phone.” André snickered from the chaise he’d put in what apparently will end up being my office. Of course, he had it put near a window. So he’s stretched out like a cat soaking up the sunshine. One arm up, h
Two weeks living in Madonie. Shudder, living in that packhouse. It’s nothing personal against the pack or the villa. Even after three deep cleans of every room, I can still smell the lingering odor of that piece of shit. “Nicolao…” I called out to our head butler. I was hurrying out of the elevator when I spotted him. We are supposed to be leaving for Incubi for tomorrow’s Luna ceremony. “Yes, Alpha?” Nicolao stopped what he was doing to bow his head, keep his head down. I sighed because Icky boy did a number on these people. They are all scared of me and barely make eye contact hell, they barely look up when I’m around. Stupid bastard wishes I could revive him just to kill him again. “I know it’s a lot to ask. Especially as your staff has done a great job already. But I’m still picking up lingering scents of him. And I get that he lived here his whole life, so it might be impossible.” I sighed. “You wish for another deep clean o
I stopped by the local bank, where I knew all the D’Amore valuables were stored in a vault. I smiled as I stepped inside and looked around. Obviously, there is money and things like that. But what I locked in on was the wall of glass cases of jewelry. Crista needed something stunning to match her mamma’s gown. Katrina had already taken out the Luna tiara and jewels as that case was empty. I slowly looked over all the pieces wanting just the right set. I gasped as I found the perfect set. A gold tiara with diamonds paired with dangly floral earrings and necklace set. “Bisnonna Katrina, you had the best taste.” I grinned as I unlocked the case, carefully removing the items to bring with me to the town hall. With a jewelry case and the garment bag in tow, I headed for the elevators to put them safely in Crista’s office for tonight. I grinned as the doors opened and revealed my mate holding a folder of papers. “Going up?” I smirked, eyeing him like
“Why do you get this whole floor to yourself for your office while we are stuck downstairs?” Alexander questioned as he wandered around André’s office. “Because I’m Alpha and this has the best light and my own terrace.” André scoffed as he dramatically sprawled across the sofa to rest his head on my lap. ‘It’s like he doesn’t know me at all.’ André snickered in our link. I sighed, shaking my head. André had taken all the furniture out of the space to make his own choices. The term Alison used when he did a video tour for my sister-in-laws was Glam. You’d not know this was supposed to be an office outside of the mirror with metallic silver borders and tapered legs, the writing desk centered in front of a row of windows. It’s like that one little area was reserved for the office. He has the mirror desk, a blue velvet tufted back desk chair, two blue silver velvet tufted lounge chairs, and a couple of bookcases for storage anchored by an ab