LOGINTrishelle groaned and turned, blinking sleepy eyes. She yawned and stretched, realising that she was alone in bed. Turning, she looked at the little clock on the nightstand and realised it was almost 11 pm. Her stomach growled, and she rubbed her moving belly. The pup was obviously upset that she missed dinner. She shuffled to the bathroom with a smile on her face at the memory of the delicious “dessert” she had with Bradley a few hours before. She took a quick shower and dressed in a simple nightgown, wrapping her robe around her. Making her way downstairs, she headed straight to the kitchen.Opening the fridge, she spotted tonight’s leftovers and began taking out the containers, ready to heat up a plate or three for herself. The sound of someone clearing their throat behind her made her squeak, and she spun around. James was there, leaning against the island, a smile on his face. He enjoyed looking at the way her hips looked in the satin cloth covering her as she leaned in the fridg
Trishelle pushed on Bradley’s chest, directing him to her bed. She pushed until he fell onto his back, and she stripped out of her clothes. The sight of him, naked and dripping wet, made her arousal that much stronger. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the pup, but she had been feeling more and more horny as the days went by. She held back, but not today. Today, she was going to have her fill, and her mate better deliver or there would be hell to pay.A small voice whispered that if Bradley wasn’t enough, there was always James to finish the job. The thought of the two of them made her arousal surge through her, and Bradley’s nostrils flared as he sensed her desire. Shit, it was so strong, it was almost like she was in heat. It almost made him dizzy, and his manhood stood at attention, poking out from the towel. Trishelle saw and licked her lips, making Bradley even harder. It’s been a while, and he craved to be inside her.His eyes locked with hers, heat and desire mirrored within
Trishelle rubbed her belly, sighing as the last of the sweet treat went down her throat. Leaning back, she closed her eyes. Is this what heaven is like? She felt warm and cold at the same time. The cold from the snack she just had, but the warmth came from the bodies of the two men next to her. They sat in one of the booths after the ugly teen departed. James, then Trishelle with Bradley at the end. They didn’t want anything to happen to her, so their instinct to protect naturally kicked in.Trishelle opened one eye and peeped at James, “So, what’s next?” She didn’t want to go back home as yet, but she also didn’t want to risk upsetting him by asking him to stay. This was already more than what she ever hoped for. James picked up her hand and held it between both of his. It was so small, and he only wanted to make her happy. “Do you want to walk around for a bit?” he asked, “I mean, if you’re not too tired.” Trishelle squealed and hugged him. “I would love that.” Bradley brushed her h
Trishelle stared at her mate and her... baby’s father, and she could feel the exact moment when the ‘mom look’ was born. Huffing, she crossed her arms over her little baby bump and began tapping her feet. Bradley released James, a look on his face that showed he knew he was in trouble. James inhaled, glad to have his lungs working again. He would have kissed his saviour if she didn’t look so, upset. Maybe disappointed was a better word. The two grown men shuffled on their feet, not sure what to do. Even the laptop was silent. “Would someone please explain to me just what the sweet hell is going on?” Trishelle asked, arching a brow.Whiskers cleared his throat. “Umm, this is Robert Brooks. I am one of the three top leaders in the Council. At the moment, we were discussing the errors of these men’s choices when things got a bit heated.” Trishelle tightened her lips. “I see, guess it’s a good thing that I showed up.”Whiskers huffed, “Actually, we would prefer to continue without your pr
James paused, shock making him speechless. Did he hear right? He glanced at the doctors. Even they were rooted to the spot. It was like no one could believe what they heard. Maybe he heard wrong, yet what if he didn’t? His wolf urged. Holding on to that small hope, he slowly turned. First, he looked at Bradley on the bed, jaw clenched, a nerve in his temple jumping. Then James’s eyes drifted to Trishelle and the small smile still on her lips. His eyes moved lower to her outstretched hand. His chest constricted, and he tried to breathe, blinking back the tears.It may have been a small gesture, but for James, it showed that she was giving him a chance.He cautiously walked towards her, not daring to take his eyes off the extended limb. When he arrived by her bedside, Trishelle was the one who took his hand in hers. Turning to him, she squeezed his fingers. “Look, James, Doc said that the pup is fine. Our baby is so strong, isn’t he?” James returned gentle pressure, tears streaming down
Samuel and Alexa were in her room, the last few days taking a toll on them. They couldn’t believe that some old stupid law was the reason that Trishelle was no longer with them. It was hard on Alpha Bradley, but it was also extremely tough on Samuel. At the moment, he was lying on Alexa’s bed, holding on to her for dear life. Her scent calmed him. It was common knowledge that they were mates, yet no one felt like celebrating when Goldmoon’s Luna was forcibly taken away. Samuel remembered the harsh way James declined his plea to go with her and he tightened his hold on Alexa, feeling like a failure as a big brother. Alexa rubbed his back.Through their bond, she could feel how distressed he was. A knock sounded, and the warrior on the other side didn’t wait for permission before entering. Despite how sad Samuel was feeling, he was not going to let some random male enter his mate’s room without even waiting for permission. He jumped up and lunged at the man, wanting to take out his frus







