LOGINI press my hand to my chest, trying to steady the sudden, spiralling unease. Leo watches me carefully.“You want to tell me what you saw?” he asks.I hesitate because I don’t know what to say, or worse… I’m not sure if I want to know. I drag in a slow breath, then another, forcing my lungs to cooper
** Poppy’s POV ** I don’t remember falling asleep. One second, I’m wrapped in Leo’s arms, warm and steady, the bond humming softly between us like a quiet reassurance, and the next, I’m cold.The shift is instant and violent. The warmth is gone, ripped away so suddenly it steals the breath from my
“She chose this,” I remind myself quietly.My wolf huffs in agreement, and that matters more than anything.I tilt my head slightly, pressing my lips briefly to the top of her hair, the gesture softer than anything I’ve allowed myself before.I have to be careful with her. Even now. Especially now.
** Leo’s POV **For a moment, I can’t move. Not because I don’t want to, but because I don’t trust myself to.The bond settles slowly, like something ancient weaving itself into place, threading through my chest, my lungs, my bones. It’s steady, deep, and unshakable.Her… She’s there. Not just besid
The awe-filled look in his eyes and conviction in his voice make me believe him. I think this man could make me feel sexy in one of those god-awful giant hot dog costumes. Feeling extra confident now, I reach behind me and unhook my bra, letting it fall away. Leo sucks in a breath, his eyes flashi
** Poppy’s POV **Leo’s mouth crashes back against mine, and this time there’s nothing restrained about it. No hesitation, no careful distance, just heat.His hand slides from my jaw to the back of my neck, fingers tangling in my hair as he deepens the kiss, pulling me fully against him. I gasp soft
** Remy’s POV ** Fuck this. Fuck her. Fuck Callen. Fuck them all. Why are they all pandering to this little human? What’s so special about her? Why does she get to be mated to Callen? She isn’t good enough for him. She doesn’t deserve him. She can’t handle him, not like I
“Thanks,” he says, and I can’t keep the grin from my face. I ruffle his hair, overwhelmed by how something so small, so normal, can mean so much. He called me Dad. He trusted me. He needs me. And I’m never going to let him down again. We step out of the bathroom just as Callen, Paige, and
Ryder’s head rises and his ears flick forward at the sound and Remy steps aside. “Go Rye, but take it slow, or you’ll scare her to death.” We follow a few paces behind our alpha as he tries to control his pace towards his brother and mate. My brother and I hang back whilst Ryder creeps up behind h
** Ryder’s POV ** I’m a father. There’s no doubt about it. This boy is mine. A good mix of me and his mother. The boy runs to me like I’m some kind of long-lost hero. I’m not. I’m the bad guy in this scenario. The selfish villain that left his mother alone and pregnant so I could live a life wit







