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Roman “Are you sure you don’t want to come to the pack run?” I asked for what felt like the millionth time. I frowned at the anxious whingy tone to my voice. I was beginning to sound desperate. Not a good look.“Why? Are you asking me to run with you?” Murdoch said, with a teasing lilt to his voice. I grimaced at him. A long time ago, when I was a different person, I probably would have said yes. But that was before my wolf became toxic and my needs changed. Asking someone to run with you as a hopeless romantic teenager was one thing, asking someone to run with you at our age was a sign of commitment. And as Murdoch and I had established many, many times, I was never going to commit. I couldn’t commit. It wouldn’t be fair to subject anyone else to Rue permanently. And if I was honest, I was already committed to Rue; to spending all my energy trying to keep her contained. I made a scoffing noise in my throat. “You would be so lucky.” Murdoch let out a bark of a laugh and shook his h
VinnyI wasn’t to join the pack run.Even after Clem had suggested it was a good idea, on the morning of the full moon she had explicitly asked me not to. I raised an eyebrow at her change in attitude, wondering what could have changed her attitude. Vali flicked an image forward of when I had asked her to leave the pack and her face was almost a mirror image of her expression five years ago. “There is no way she could know,” I said to him. “There must be another reason she doesn’t want me in the pack run.” But even as I said that my gut was telling me that it was indeed something to do with Roman, even if there was no way Clem knew the degree of animosity between us. There was absolutely no way my sister knew that Roman was once my fated mate and that she rejected me. My brain buzzed as I tried to quickly decipher another reason for banning me.Maybe it was because Roman was unmerged and unhinged. If her wolf was still fizzing about our altercation, then it was very likely we could e
Roman His tongue found mine with desperate need. It dominated my mouth, as his teeth gnashed against mine. I pulled away to get a breath and looked straight into startling green eyes. Eyes that looked horrified and apologetic. He started to pull away and I followed him into the kneeling position, pressing my mouth against his. I could taste the momentary shock before he opened his mouth and kissed me back. His mouth less desperate this time, his tongue gentle as if he was hesitant. Tingles zapped around my body, and all I wanted was for his fingers to trace the tingles. But his arms were in rigor mortis against the side of his body. His fists were clenched tight. He isn’t enjoying this. Cold awareness tormented me as I pulled away, my pride wounded. I pushed him off me and backed into a pine tree, breathing heavily as I tried to stop my racing heart and the hurt it was pumping around my body. “I shouldn’t have kissed you,” he murmured as he leaned against another pine tree watchi
Vinny My blood rushed south. I needed to calm myself down. She couldn’t know how much that kiss affected me. Both of those kisses. Conflicting information was sending my synapses into a frenzy. I took meditative breaths through my mouth as the jasmine salting the air irritated my nose. But when I did so, it was as if my mouth had remembered the taste of hers and the sweetness was being inhaled with every breath. I tried to keep my breathing shallow. Her eyes were fully brown now, her wolf non-apparent. But there was an untamed emotion swirling within her eyes. I wanted to reach out and talk to her, apologise, anything to stop that expression on her face. I wanted to say something, but my tongue had turned to dust, and the language centre of my brain was having a seizure. She edged further away, shifting and bolting before I could say anything. Vali tilted his head in confusion as he watched the spot where she had just vanished. “Dick-bait.” Liv’s voice travelled into my subconscious
RomanMy alarm blasted an annoying tune before I smashed it against the wall on the opposite side of the room. I groaned and rolled over, throwing my head under my comforter. Rue smiled sedately at me and gently nudged me awake again. This was the one day a month she was gentle and kind, any other day I would have been met with insults and aggression. I sighed and gave in, trudging my way to the bathroom to start my day.After I showered, I stumbled into the kitchen and switched on the kettle before succumbing to the benchtop of the breakfast bar. My face was in resting in nook of my arm as I replayed the events of the pack run in my head. Every excruciating minute of the kissing incident, inch by inch, frame by frame. Rue was offering no help, and for once it was not her obsessing over the incident. I was. I had kissed him. I hated him, yet that didn’t stop my tongue exploring his. The most confusing part of it all, was that even though I still hated him, I think I wanted to kiss hi
VinnyFive broken ribs, a cracked skull, severe muscle and tendon damage and a deep laceration to my abdomen (it thankfully missed any major organs) warranted a trip from the pack-doctor and my would-be-doctor sister fussing over me. I had been bed bound for a few hours and I was growing bored of the mothering.“You remember I am a werewolf, right? I have enhanced healing abilities. You don’t need to hover.”“I am not hovering.”“No? This must be a new form of torture then,” I grunted as she pressed buttons on the machine and fussed with the plastic tubing adhered to my hand. “Have you finished administering the truth serum? Am I going to tell you my dirty secrets now?” “It’s saline you moron. And I don’t think I ever want to know your dirty secrets.” She rolled her eyes. “You were unconscious and dehydrated and your injuries were bad enough for Doctor Todd to give you a very strong anesthetic.” She gave me a sardonic smile. “Even with your enhanced healing abilities.”“Maybe he just
Roman I felt like a bit of a creep watching Vinny from across the street. I had just popped into the city centre to run some errands before my shift at work, when I looked up and found myself staring at the bistro across the street. My feet were cemented down. At any moment he was going to look up and catch me staring. Even though it would’ve been embarrassing if he caught me, I still couldn’t move. Minutes ticked by, but he still hadn’t looked up. I couldn’t even pay attention to Sean or the cute as a button waitress who was batting her long eyelashes at the both of them. I told myself that I was just being a nurse and assessing the damage the rogue caused. His scarring across his temple was dark red, where it should have been baby pink, his bruises were green-blue where they should have been non-existent. There was deep cut in his lip, lips that had kissed mine before I had fled— moments before he had been used as bait. Anger fizzled as questions swarmed my mind like angry bees. W
Vinny“My brother is naturally fuming. Your rogue was a decoy. We were concentrated on one coming in, and it conveniently was the one scent that had come in before. So, most of the Warriors on duty tracked it. We chased it and fell right into the rogue’s trap. It’s so fucking bizarre man. Rogues don’t act like this. They don’t conduct military strategy. There is no structure, no order. They can’t agree on anything, and usually just fight amongst themselves— it’s chaos. But that rogue was fucking with us since the beginning. Look at the left hand while the right hand is doing something else. Four fucking rogues were infiltrating the land in a different location, spreading us thin—” Sean ranted. “But they didn’t get close to Lacey,” I reminded him. I had successfully distracted him from his woes when I asked him to tell me what had happened while I was taking on the rogue. I already knew, as my sister had given me the rundown, but Sean didn’t know that. Sean was extremely protective ov