Osiris POVI watch with amusement as my small mate jumps up from the hospital bed and rushes around the hotel room, clad in only a hospital gown and a pair of latex gloves. Unsuccessfully she tries to hold the back of the gown shut while she searches through the drawers and cabinets, and I catch a glimpse of her tight ass. I can only assume that she is looking for her personal items so she can get out of here. Little does she know I never plan to let her leave here. I also see a strange tattoo that runs the length of her spine. It contains characters and symbols that I have only seen a few times before. They were on the cards in the witch's cottage on the edge of the rogue territory.'Is it possible that she is a witch?' I ask King in my mind.Sniffing the air discreetly, King shakes his head no. 'She doesn't smell like a witch. She smells human.' Sitting down next to my mother, I nudge her with my elbow. "Isn't she beautiful?" I ask my mother, and she shakes her head at me. "Y
Willow POVNo matter what move I used, Osiris was able to get the best of me. That is not something that I am used to. Digging my elbows into his back, I try to free myself, but Osiris only tightens his hold. He walks through the hospital with me hoisted over his shoulder like it is the most normal thing in the world. No matter how much I scream for help, no one steps in to help me, but I see everyone watching from the corners of their eyes. Many of them are muttering and whispering to one another as they watch the scene unfold in front of them."Put me down, you dirty mutt," I scream as we finally exit the hospital. Lifting my arm, I jam it down into the center of his back. I know it hurts because Osiris arches his back awkwardly. "That feels good," Osiris laughs. "Can you hit just a little bit lower next time? There is a knot there that I have been trying to work out for weeks." "This isn't funny," I say through gritted teeth. "Put me down." We stop next to a car, and O
Willow POVA rigid lump forms in my throat as I stand on my parent's front steps. Usually, I walk in, but today, I feel like a stranger. I am going to lie to my parents for the thousandth time. The only difference is that I may not make it home this time.I know that Osiris is stronger and faster than me. He has proven it several times. There is no way that I can beat him. Not without full use of my powers. But these damn runes on my back keep the extent of my abilities at bay, and I fear that it is too late to ask my mother how to remove them.Taking a deep breath, I knock on their door lightly. I almost hope they cannot hear me and I can just run away without having some tearful goodbye."I'm coming," my mother yells as she walks closer to the door.I look back at my car and wonder if I should just run, but it is too late. The door swings open, and my mother stands on the other side with a brilliant smile."Willow," she exclaims happily. "I wasn't expecting you today."Shuffling my
Osiris POV Matthew and I are sitting at my desk running the expense reports for the next month. A deep frown etches across my face as I look at the numbers. The cost of burning down a warehouse was more than I expected it to be. Without the extra product to distribute, it will be a rough month for the rogue community. "I told you not to burn the warehouse down," Matthew says with an annoyed look on his face. "Now, what are we going to do?" "You are freaking out over nothing," I groan as I pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. "Send the Chow that we have to the distributors. It should be enough to get us through the month. In the meantime, we can grow more." "This shit takes time to grow and to process," Matthew groans. "Or have you forgotten?" "I haven't forgotten," I growl back at him. "Perhaps we should plan a raid on one of the King's warehouses. We can get what we need to bridge the gap." "You are out of your damn mind," Matthew laughs. "The Lycan King will have his ass
Willow POV I pull up to the Wolf's Den at exactly 8:55 PM. My eyes glance around the parking lot, hoping to see Osiris outside, but I have no such luck. It looks like I am going to have to go inside. Stepping out of my cute little sports car, I look disgustingly at the building in front of me. This looks like the type of place rogues meet up to do drug deals. The siding on the building is mismatched, as are the shingles on the roof. It looks like the whole building was once painted black, but now it is weathered and peeling. There is a crudely painted wolf howling at the moon on the sign. I wrinkle my nose as soon as I walk into the bar. Even without a wolf, the smell of drugs, alcohol, and sweat is overpowering. The bar is busier than I expected it to be on a Wednesday night. Pushing my way through the crowd, I make my way to the bar. An older woman with bright red hair is handling the bar alone. Most people here must be regulars because she knows their order without
Osiris POVI leave the Wolf's Den, knowing Willow will chase after me. She needs me in order to complete her demands for the Lycan King. If she chooses to let me leave, it will almost certainly mean death for her. The large double doors slam shut behind me, and I pull a cigarette out of my pocket. Rounding the corner of the building, I light my cigarette and wait.The sound of the doors creaking open catches my attention. She came faster than I thought that she would. Perhaps she feels the pull of the mate bond as well. Peeking around the corner, I look for her. She is standing just outside of the door. The wind blows through her hair and carries the smell of wintergreen to where I stand. King is going wild in my mind. 'Go to her,' he demands of me. 'Mark her.'Rolling my eyes at the abrasiveness of my wolf, I push him to the back of my mind. Coming back to the front of the building, I stalk closer to my mate. She doesn't even hear me coming, and I chuckle to myself. The
Willow POV An awkward silence fills the car ride to the rogue colony. I feel like I need to make small talk with Osiris, but I am also fine ignoring his existence. Osiris pulls the car over onto the side of the road and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a red bandana. "I can't let you see the way to the colony. Not until I know that you can be trusted." He tells me. I wouldn't say I like it, but I must play my part well. "What if I promise to keep my eyes closed?" I laugh, pretending to be nervous. "No," Osiris says seriously. "It is this way, or I leave you here on the side of the highway." I can tell by his tone of voice that he is not joking. He will leave me here to protect his colony, and that is something that I will have to learn to respect. "Okay," I say, holding my hand out for the bandana. "I will wear it." "I have to put it on," Osiris says in the same solemn tone. "I don't like to be touched," I remind him, but he doesn't seem to care. "I promise no
Willow POV Osiris slips into his bedroom and shuts the door behind him, leaving me out in the hallway. I let out a huff of annoyance as I lean up against the wall beside the door. I hear raised voices coming from inside, and my curiosity gets the better of me. Pressing my ear to the door, I try to hear the conversation that is coming from inside the room. "Damn it, Nat. What the fuck are you doing here?" Osiris yells. "I just wanted to welcome you home," a seductive female voice answers him. "I can't deal with you right now, Nat," Osiris's voice is becoming more agitated. "Now, put on your clothes and leave." Immediately I step back from the door. A naked woman is waiting for Osiris in his bedroom. For some reason, a surge of anger courses through my body. How dare he claim that he needs a mate when a woman is willingly waiting for him in his room? "Come on, Osiris," her voice carries through the door. "We haven't been together in like a week. Don't you miss me?"