MasukJosie POVThe first thing I became aware of when I woke up was the warmth.It's not the unbearable fire that had consumed me before.A different warmth. It was steady and safe. My lashes fluttered, and I opened my eyes slowly, stretching.Every muscle ached in the sweetest, strangest way, and for a second, I didn't remember what happened, but then, the memories crashed into me, and I gasped.The bath, Ronan's hands on my hot skin, cooling and gentle. His voice and kisses. My cheeks burned, and I buried my face beneath the sheets. I was freaking naked, too!What did I do? I practically forced him to be with me. I felt horrified in this moment. Did he hate me? But it wasn't my fault, I was just too horny. It hurtEvery word Ronan whispered, his kiss was embedded in my head. I wanted the ground to open and swallow me whole. My heart stopped when I felt movement in the room, and I removed the blanket from my face and slowly sat up.Ronan.He was already dressed in dark trousers and a bl
Mature Content"Ronan..." Her voice was barely more than a whisper, and her grip tightened suddenly. "Don't..." I started to say, but she pulled hard, and the soaked shirt slipped beneath her fingers, throwing me off balance. One of my knees struck the edge of the tub, and I lurched forward. Hot water exploded around me. I managed to catch myself on both hands before my full weight crashed onto her, and water surged over the rim, splashing across the floor.We were staring at each other. Wet strands of her hair clung to my forearm, and her breath fanned across my mouth.For a moment, neither of us moved. I could hear my pulse thundering in my ears while Rafe stayed completely still. "Josie..." My voice came out rougher than I'd ever heard it before. She looked at me as though I were the only thing anchoring her to the world. "Please."Our noses were brushing, and we didn't speak, just breathing. A wave of her arousal hit me harder than anything, and my cock hardened in my pants. I
Ronan POV When a female goes into heat, the discomfort continues until she has mated and conceived. The mating process can take several hours, and the likelihood of pregnancy is quite high. Josie lay in bed, breathless and restless, while a female doctor examined her. The older doctor appeared concerned. "Explain". She glanced toward Josie, who lay there, still breathing unevenly and muttering incoherent sentences. "She's in heat." "Humans don't experience heat," I replied. Humans didn't go into heat, they simply didn't, as it was a condition reserved for lycans… So why was my human wife burning alive? "They don't," the doctor stated, folding her arms. "Not unless something extraordinary is happening." My jaw clenched as I recalled the bond I felt with Josie in the woods. Everything about this was unnatural, and it was driving me crazy. Where was this bond coming from? "A bond." "I believe so," she said, nodding slowly. "This strange bond is forcing her body to adapt t
Ronan POV The forest, moments ago, was filled with snarls and screams, it became eerily still. The rogue leader lay motionless at my feet, his blood soaking into the earth. My chest heaved, and blood dripped from my jaws.My entire body trembled with the urge to keep killing. I wanted more, I needed more. They had to be more.They had touched her, they touched Josie. Rafe snarled inside me, pacing like a caged beast.'Kill every last one.'My gaze swept the clearing, searching for another target, another heartbeat or scent, just anything. “Ronan...” her voice called, so soft yet everything else vanished. I turned, and Josie was on the ground, one hand braced against the ground as she tried to push herself upright. Blood stained the side of her face. A thin line of crimson ran down her neck where the knife had rested.Too much blood, too much. I shifted before I even realized I’d made the decision. My bones cracked, and the white fur disappeared.A heartbeat later, I was kneeling i
Everything went silent, and slowly, terrifyingly slowly, the enormous white lycan turned toward us. My breath caught in my throat; Ronan looked monstrous and violent. His massive body trembled with barely restrained fury, muscles quivering beneath fur. He looked at me, and then the knife pressed against my throat. His gaze darkened with pure rage.“He actually stopped,” the rogue said, shocked. The blade dug deeper into my skin, and I felt warm blood trickle down my neck. A low growl rumbled from Ronan’s chest, and the rogues glanced at each other with unease.“Now kneel,” the rogue leader ordered, but my husband didn't move, and he cautiously started to approach. “I said kneel, or I'll kill her!” he growled. Ronan would never kneel, he is the lycan king, and kings don't bow to anyone. It's either he'd let them kill me or tear them all apart, but he did something I didn't expect. Ronan didn’t move, and every muscle in his enormous body locked. The forest seemed to hold its breath.
Ronan POV“Where’s Josie?” I growled lowly. No one answered, and my heart stopped. “Where is my wife?” I glared at the twins. "She had gone to the kitchen because she was too stressed and insisted we not follow." Summer explained, clinging to her sister. Liam had gone missing, and Josie went in search of him... alone. No one told me until I came back to camp. My lycan clawed violently beneath my skin. Something was wrong, so wrong.Joie knew the camp rules. She knew the forest beyond the perimeter was crawling with rogues, smugglers, and worse things. “Search every building, every vehicle, every inch of this camp! If someone touched her…” I couldn’t finish the sentence. No one dared ask what would happen.I was about to leave when a guard sprinted toward me.“Alpha!” He was pale and looking agitated. He bowed and put a folded piece of paper into my hand. Lycan King. Bring money to the southern forest before sunrise tomorrow. You have eleven hours to prepare.Come alone. Your wife a







